Thirteen Floors

  Yang Ming walked with a dozen security guards inside the building for an entire afternoon.

  The sky has darkened and still no abnormalities have been found. The reporters outside the building are getting impatient, some have left, some bought boxed lunches and persisted in the cold wind.

  The happiest ones were the street vendors, who quickly gathered from all corners of the city to peddle their wares outside the police cordon around the Qingfeng Building. They sold sugarcanes, candied hawthorns, rice cakes, stinky tofu fritters, and boxed lunches, as well as grilled meat skewers and piping hot old wine. The area outside the building had almost become a snack street. It was bustling with noise on this snowy night, eerily mysterious.

  The police standing outside the warning line were also exhausted, hungry and cold, taking turns to warm up in the car and eat something.

  Everyone is waiting and even expecting something out of the ordinary to happen.

  Yang Ming had calmed down from his initial abnormal state, and all that was left in his heart was fear. Every floor was guarded at the elevator entrance, with four or five security guards squeezed beside him, while others went to check the rooms. The corpse demon was no longer in the underground garage, and the sixth floor had replaced its high-power detection equipment, finding that the corpse demon was still inside the building. Yang Ming wanted to leave, but thinking of Li Ke's contemptuous gaze, he gritted his teeth again and refused to take a step out of the building.

  Years have passed, but Yang Ming still can't forget the experience of being expelled from the Six Colleges. It was Li Kezhang's eyes that made Yang Ming lose his composure and conduct that experiment, resulting in the creation of the Corpse Demon. Those same eyes, filled with pity and contempt during the investigation, easily dismissed his claim to being a genius, driving Yang Ming nearly mad. If it weren't for Li Kezhang, Yang Ming wouldn't have ended up on today's path. In Yang Ming's view, the root of all evil lies with Li Kezhang, who has brought the entire Tian Nan City to the brink of disaster.

  "I'll show you, I'm a genius! Even if I'm mixed up in the underworld, I'm a genius in the underworld!"

  Yang Ming succeeded in expanding a small gang into the largest organized crime syndicate in Tianshan City, and even whitewashed all stains to become a legitimate businessman.

  But even so, Li Kezhang's eyes were still full of disdain, and his attitude of not taking him seriously made Yang Ming lose his composure again.

  "What makes you look down on me? What makes you?"

  Just as Yang Ming was cursing Li Kechang in his heart, the elevator next to him suddenly rang and opened. Yang Ming's hair stood on end, his heartbeat accelerated rapidly, and he instinctively felt the presence of danger. He ran forward without looking back, leaving the security guards behind in confusion.

  In just a blink of an eye, Yang Ming ran out more than ten meters before turning back.

  A security guard cautiously approached the open door, peeked inside and found nothing. Other guards also went to check, even entering to open the skylight, crawling into the elevator shaft with flashlights searching, steel cables hanging vertically up and down, gloomy but still nothing was found.

  "Let me take another look, there must be something!"

  Yang Ming ordered, and the security guards could only look again and again in the narrow elevator, still nothing.

  At this moment, another elevator also opened with a "ding". The security guards were on high alert, lurking outside the door. But those who walked out were actually members of the club, they had finally passed through the police cordon and entered the building.

  Yang Ming let out a sigh of relief at the same time, feeling slightly embarrassed that his intuition had been wrong.

  This is the thirteenth floor, an unlucky floor.

  The inspection on the thirteenth floor took half an hour and still nothing was found. The six departments provided miniature probes that were silent and motionless.

  "Alright, let's leave it at this level and move on to the next one."

  Yang Ming said, and walked towards the elevator. The security guard holding a detector came from the corridor, and suddenly the red light on his detector lit up, an alarm sounded, and the red grid representing the strength of the Ling electricity rose rapidly. Yang Ming's face turned pale, and he looked around in horror.

  The corridor was empty, and the security guards were just as uneasy as the club members. They picked up their respective weapons and gathered together cautiously.

  The door of an office room near the elevator opened and Wang Nian walked out slowly.

  "For many years, I've been wondering if you're someone worth investing my heart in?"

  Wang Nian held two knives, one long and one short, with cold light flowing under the bright lamp. He wore a black windbreaker, and the wounds on his body seemed to have healed. His icy gaze stared straight at Yang Ming.

  "At that time, I was still young and thought I had met a kindred spirit. You also know that I'm a rough person, although I have some cleverness, but compared to you, it's far from enough. Moreover, I'm not shameless and ruthless enough, so I never saw through you. But today, I already know the answer to this question, you're worthless, you're not even as reliable as a ghost."

  The security guard's detector kept beeping, but there was no Bone Ghost in sight.

  "Damn it! There's actually a secret passage! Open fire! Kill him!"

  The gang members immediately fired their guns, and a blue light flashed in front of Wang Nian. All the lights flickered, and bullets with fiery red sparks flew through the corridor, but were all blocked by that thin layer of blue screen.

  A bleached white skull appeared, with a blue glow flashing on the bones from time to time. It hung in mid-air, slightly lowering its head to gaze at the living beings on the path. The eyes that flickered with blue flames seemed to see through everything in the world. Some security guards screamed and ran away, while others rushed forward, their faces twisted, hair standing upright, ugly and ridiculous. The skeleton's dry bones laughed silently towards the sky, as if seeing the most ridiculous thing in the world. Then, the skeleton moved.

  With just one glance, the security guards who rushed over all fell down.

  "Hold on! Hold on for me! As long as I can get out of here alive, each of you will get 10 million!"

  Yang Ming's crazy shouting, he fled while taking out his mobile phone.

  "Hello? I want to report an emergency! Someone is trying to kill me!"

  Wang Nian laughed, he really enjoyed this game.

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