Chapter 1389 The Isolated Island "Feast" 17

"What... what?" The bespectacled man with his back to the floor-to-ceiling window turned pale, he didn't dare to look back, his legs began to tremble, he stood up, held back his teeth from chattering, and asked the person in front of him: " You! What are you looking at? There is something behind me, what is there?"

No one answered him, only a few frightened faces caught his eyes. Then there were a few screams, and several people had already rushed to the second floor and closed the door with a bang.

Wang Jiqing pulled Wang Kai over, only then did Wang Kai dare to look back, he guessed from his clothes that it was Li Chuang, but at this moment, he was covered in blood, kneeling in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, his face was almost deformed, and the quilt had returned. The folded arms were resting on the head, pressing the face against the glass, the body was bent strangely, surrounded by broken glass.

Wang Kai slumped on the ground and backed away again and again.

Another one died?

If Zhang Dayong's death at noon was an accident, then it doesn't look so simple now!

There was an instant panic in the restaurant, and the timid ones ran back to the house screaming. The slightly older one was terribly frightened. Although he didn't flee here immediately, his face turned pale with fright.

"Hey, what's going on?" Someone asked tremblingly, "Where's the housekeeper? Call her again quickly. Why doesn't any of the staff show up now? Where have they all gone?"

Wang Jiqing is now the calmest one.

Wang Jiqing took out the special mobile phone issued by the housekeeper, and wanted to contact Zhu Jie, but saw that Zhu Jie's profile picture had also turned gray, and then remembered that Zhu Jie had left the island, and this mobile phone should not be able to contact him. . But their own mobile phones have no signal here.

He thought for a while, and typed a message: What's going on? Two people died today!

I want to go back! Li Chuang also died just now!

Zhu Jie, we were at the same table before, and our friendship is okay, don't scare me!

A few messages showed that they had been sent, but there was still no response. The butler, he had given up any hope.

The sixth sense told Wang Jiqing that it was the most correct thing for him to leave this place as soon as possible!

Wang Jiqing is a radio anchor, and his column is late night. He often broadcasts and reads suspenseful supernatural events or bizarre murders.

In short, this place is very weird, and he has to get out of here as soon as possible.

"What now?" Someone asked.

"Pull the curtains first." Yu Xin said, "Everyone, don't panic, calm down first. Let's think about what to do next. Let's find the staff and let them send us out of the island."

"Yes, I really don't want to stay in this horrible place." Someone said angrily, "What kind of class reunion is this, two people died."

"What the hell are Zhu Jie and Zhao Liming doing? One hasn't shown up before, and the other said he has something to do and will come back tomorrow." Jiang Shan gritted her teeth.

No one answered, and everyone smelled something unusual.

"Bai Jiajia, did Zhu Jie tell you when he will be back? Can you contact him and ask him to come back quickly, or send someone to take us back?" Ge Xin asked Bai Jiajia anxiously.

Bai Jiajia's complexion was also ugly, she shook her head: "No really, he just said he would come back immediately after finishing his work."

"Then did he leave any contact information for you?" Yu Xin asked.