evening.

The setting sun in the sky outside the window gradually disappeared into the horizon.

Fatty Wang's mentality has undergone some subtle changes.

He is still in the mall.

But at this moment, he was sitting in a fairly crowded restaurant, using a metal fork to roll up pasta dipped in black pepper sauce.

Danger looms, and no one has the appetite to savor food without scruples.

What's more, the pasta in this restaurant tastes really bad.

The pasta was put into his mouth, Fatty Wang chewed it symbolically for a few mouthfuls, and then swallowed slowly.

The ever-present vicious gaze made it difficult for him to sleep or eat well.

The fear rising in my heart forced my body to start trembling.

Because Fan Ren did not specify the time of return, he could not decide whether he should return to Dongguan Cathedral at this time.

If he rashly goes back now, ruins Fan Ren's plan and makes everything fail, he will actually die in the end.

Fatty Wang is not a smart teammate, but he is definitely not a stupid teammate.

He spent the entire afternoon shopping around the mall.

The flow of people even increased instead of decreasing because it was almost evening.

This is good news for Fatty Wang, but the closing time of the mall is exactly ten o'clock in the evening.

As it gets closer to that time point, the flow of people will also show a direct proportion and continue to decrease until it reaches zero.

When that time comes, if he still has three crosses on his body, he will definitely die.

Thinking of this, the body trembled even more.

After quickly finishing the pasta on the porcelain plate, Fatty Wang looked at the endless flow of people outside the restaurant.

Probably only when you see a lot of people can you calm down your body for a while.

The wife took her husband's arm, bit her ears, and talked to each other, her face filled with happiness.

The boy was riding on his father's head, mumbling something and smiling.

A pair of girls, who seemed to be best friends, were whispering, as if they were talking about some gossip in the school...

All kinds of people passed before our eyes and disappeared, over and over again, and then the next group appeared again.

No matter whether you are happy or sad, troubled or not, no matter how you change it, it is still an ordinary day.

Simple yet making them, the Chosen Ones who are stuck in the quagmire, envious...

Taking out the cross from his arms, Fatty Wang stared at this object with rough workmanship and ordinary material.

If Fan Ren hadn't discovered it keenly, they would have been chased to death by ghosts before the seventh day.

"Let's do something, hold on!" Fatty Wang muttered to himself.

The sunset, exuding a twilight atmosphere, finally sets, and the bright moon quietly spreads out with the star-studded night sky.

He turned on his mobile phone, and the screen lit up showing the current time.

seven thirty.

There are still two and a half hours until the mall closes.

The flow of people also reached its peak at this time, but Fatty Wang was not happy at all, and remained on guard in his heart.

As time passed by little by little, the bone-chilling chill on my body gradually worsened.

You have to leave the mall at half past eight!

Fatty Wang decided secretly.

Because when it gets around nine o'clock, the flow of people in the mall will definitely plummet.

He must leave half an hour of buffer time to deal with various emergencies.

After leaving the mall, he also had an ideal place to go, and that place was not too far from the mall.

"Waiter, check out!"

Fatty Wang raised his hand and called the waiter.

In today's era, there is no fast mobile payment.

After settling the bill with the money given by Fan Ren and putting away the cross, Fatty Wang left the restaurant and re-entered the crowd like a slippery loach.

Hearing the mixed voices of men and women talking around him, he felt the smell of sweat mixed with perfume and other weird smells in his nose.

His tense body finally relaxed.

Before, Fatty Wang would never have been able to stand this kind of atmosphere, because it was so nauseating and uncomfortable.

But now, he felt inexplicably at ease, and even felt a little joyful.

If possible, he would like to spend the remaining few days among the crowd.

When staying alive becomes the final bottom line, human suitability will be revealed.

With the support of the people around him, Fatty Wang began to gain courage and wander around clothing stores and other places.

He pretended to pick and choose, and then visited one store after another.

The storefronts up to this level have all been occupied.

The mobile phone in the pocket vibrated and sounded a ringtone that was quite reminiscent of the times.

"Dear, little sister, little sister, please don't cry..."

Putting his hand into his pocket and pressing the ringtone, Fatty Wang's face darkened.

This is the alarm clock he set for 8:30, it's time to leave.

Although the crowd is still very dense now.

Fatty Wang quickly squeezed through the crowd and headed towards the elevator.

The floor he was on was the third floor, so he reached the first floor within a few minutes.

There should be fewer people on the first floor until you reach the exit.

Fatty Wang stopped in his tracks.

It was close to a real sense of oppression, like gravity pressing hard on his body.

Cruel eyes watched silently in the darkness.

A cold chill spread from his heart to his limbs.

His intuition told him to take two more steps and get out of the exit.

What he will face will be a terrifying pursuit.

He kept scanning the faces of passers-by, trying to find out where the sight was coming from.

However, no one showed any abnormalities.

Pedestrians in a hurry didn't pay attention to Fatty Wang at all. They were all minding their own business, indifferent and genuine.

Walk,

Still not leaving?

If you stay here, you will still die when the mall closes at ten o'clock.

It's better to take a chance and go to that place, maybe you can be rescued and supported.

After a battle between heaven and man, Fatty Wang took his steps.

He glanced at his phone and saw that the time had reached nine o'clock.

He pushed open the glass door of the shopping mall, crossed the steps in front of the door, and ran wildly towards his destination.

The passers-by on the street looked at this running man with incomprehensible eyes.

It was as if there was something terrifying chasing him behind him.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The moment he stepped out of the shopping mall, the cold gaze from the dark began to roam around Fatty Wang’s body surface unscrupulously, making him feel like he was falling into ice.

The exposed skin was stung and painful.

Is He going to take action?

Fatty Wang’s hair stood on end.

He felt something following behind him like a shadow.

Without a moment's hesitation, he unleashed all the strength in his body and ran towards the target location at full speed.

Damn it, there are obviously some passers-by on the street.

Why,
To be continued...