Nightmare Apostle

Chapter 1423: Chapter 888: _3

However, Chen Moting’s experience was several levels above Su Xiaomin’s. Escape, escape where?

Opening the door now would be certain death. If they fled deeper into the office, into the unexplored areas, who knows what would happen?

She had heard Yang Xiao and his group mention that there were no lights inside, just complete darkness.

In her hand, she did have a small plastic flashlight, something that came as a promotional gift with a liquor box, capable of being hung on a keychain, with barely adequate lighting — better than nothing.

The sound of high-heeled footsteps grew closer and finally appeared outside the office door. It was a semi-transparent frosted glass door, and at this moment from Chen Moting’s angle, she could clearly see a figure standing outside the door. freёwebnovel.com

But because of the frosted glass, the figure was very blurry, only a vague outline was visible.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The glass door was being slapped with "bang bang" sounds, and a hurried female voice came from outside, "Is anyone there? Our office is on fire, please help us!"

Fake, undeniably fake. Even Su Xiaomin could see through it, and Chen Moting simply ignored it.

Moments later, the "person" outside, seeing no movement inside, actually pressed its body against the glass door. At this moment, the two glass doors opened inward a tiny bit, revealing a narrow, narrow gap in between.

A ghostly pale face pressed against the gap, desperately trying to squeeze in, as if wanting to get in through that narrow gap.

This scene scared Su Xiaomin so much that her lips trembled, unable to utter a word. Chen Moting was more direct; she dragged Su Xiaomin over and covered her mouth, holding her firmly under her control.

Indeed, upon realizing it couldn’t squeeze inside, the "woman" outside changed tactics, and began pressing its eyeballs against the gap, peering inside with its hands clutching the door.

Cold gazes swept across the office, trying not to miss any corner.

"I see you!"

"You’re inside!"

"You’re inside, and you’re letting us die!!"

The woman’s eerie voice outside was enough to pierce eardrums. At the same time, she started ramming the door with her body, creating loud noises.

Su Xiaomin was so terrified by the horrifying scene that she lost her composure. Instinctively she wanted to get up and run, fleeing to the deepest part of the office to hide, as far away as possible from that flimsy-looking frosted glass door. She was truly frightened.

But she couldn’t. Chen Moting held her down firmly. Although Chen Moting didn’t look strong, Su Xiaomin had no strength to resist at all in her grip.

The other’s hand was like an iron clamp, precisely finding the pressure points and locking her in place so she couldn’t move or even scream.

The screams and door pounding outside lasted for about half a minute, maybe less, but to Su Xiaomin, her mind on the brink of collapse, it felt like an agonizing half-year, the dreadful pressure almost suffocating her.

Seeing that the door-banging was futile, the "madwoman" outside reluctantly left, her high-heeled footsteps heavy and dragging, as if ready to launch a surprise attack at any moment.

Finally, as the high-heeled footsteps completely faded away, Chen Moting finally breathed a sigh of relief, yet still didn’t let go of Su Xiaomin under her.

If killing her teammate wouldn’t cause trouble, she even felt like squeezing harder, throttling this troublemaker who had nearly got them both killed.

The ghost outside was lying. It hadn’t seen her or Su Xiaomin at all, otherwise, it would have burst in long ago.

Also, she had chosen a well-concealed spot, flanked by walls with a desk in front blocking the view from the glass door.

Unless they exposed themselves, when Chen Moting saw the ghostly figure appear outside the door, she had immediately pulled Su Xiaomin to hide deep in the corner.

Coincidentally, as the "woman" outside left, the sound of running water in the break room also gradually disappeared, as if the faucet had suddenly been fixed or tightened by an invisible hand.

"Ms. Moting, I..."

Su Xiaoting raised her face, but before she finished speaking, a sharp pen tip was pressed against her throat, while her hair was tightly pulled.

At this moment, Chen Moting no longer had her initial coaxing demeanor. Her expression was cold and ruthless, reminiscent of a killer, and it instantly stunned Su Xiaomin.

"I’ll say it again: next time there’s danger, follow my commands. Do not speak, do not move, keep your mouth shut, understand?" Chen Moting’s words seemed to be squeezed through gritted teeth, her voice cold and oppressive.

"I understand, I... I won’t do it again next time." Experience leads to progress; Su Xiaomin, at this moment, behaved docilely like a cat, nodding repeatedly.

"If it happens again, I’ll throw you out to keep that thing company." Chen Moting gently scratched Su Xiaomin’s throat with the sharp pen tip, not drawing blood, just as a warning, while gradually letting go of her grip on Su Xiaomin’s hair.

Previously, Chen Moting had used a lot of strength, causing plenty of hair strands stuck between her fingers, as she was genuinely angry.

In a previous mission, because of a teammate’s stupidity, a four-person team, including two veterans, was wiped out.

They were only twelve in total, and that blunder sacrificed a third of their manpower, nearly causing the mission to fail. In the end, only three, including her, survived.

It’s not incompetent teammates one fears, but stupid ones. Chen Moting took a deep breath, finally suppressing her surge of killing intent.

After this ordeal, Su Xiaomin also became obedient. She sat quietly in place, motionless, not daring to make a sound, understanding that tonight, to survive, she needed to rely on Chen Moting beside her.

Even though this person was ruthless, she was indeed very capable — calm and collected, possibly... possibly no worse than the good sister who used to guide her through missions.

"Let’s go. We can’t stay here, we need to move."