Nightmare Apostle

Chapter 1429: Chapter 890: The Source_2

First, he checked her body, thankfully she wasn’t injured. If that glass door had fallen and hit her, the consequences would have been unimaginable. frёewebnoѵēl.com

Yang Xiao’s actions were somewhat aggressive, but there’s no denying the instant effectiveness.

For an old player like Chen Moting, once she believes there’s a ghost outside, no amount of talking would convince her otherwise. Only violent means could break the situation.

"Chu Xi, why did you kick the door without saying a word? This is our workplace, I’ll tell you, if you cause trouble, we won’t take the blame for you!"

Due to last night’s incident with Jiang Qingluan being cut off, Huang Mao Wu Zhuo had a bad impression of Yang Xiao, who dared to compete with him and act without considering the consequences.

Yang Xiao paid him no mind, treating him like he was talking nonsense. The others didn’t chime in, except for Zhang Jianjun, the peacemaker, who stood up and advised with a thick accent, "Garlic Bird~ Garlic Bird~, we’re all family, just do me a favor."

"Huh, today I’ll give you face, otherwise..." Huang Mao Wu Zhuo withdrew his gaze, throwing Yang Xiao a fierce look, "What, you’re not convinced? Come and hit me?"

This time Yang Xiao was really provoked. He didn’t want trouble, but if he didn’t give this Yellow Hair a lesson, that guy would keep causing trouble. The upcoming tasks would be more dangerous, something he couldn’t allow.

Seeing Yang Xiao’s face darken, Jiang Qingluan instinctively wanted to calm him down, but Yang Xiao shook her off.

"Hey, what are you doing, you really want to hit him, hey, you..."

"Slap!"

"Ouch!"

"Damn..."

"Thunk! Thunk!"

"Slap! Slap slap slap!!"

"Ugh..."

Yang Xiao originally thought this guy was so arrogant, surely he had some skills, but it turned out he was just a waste, not even better than an ordinary person.

With two punches, Yellow Hair was knocked down, then his hair was grabbed, and Yang Xiao pinned him firmly against the wall, while the other hand picked up an old discarded slipper from the ground and started slapping Huang Mao’s mouth with it.

He didn’t hit the body, just the mouth. This kid needed education, and Yang Xiao’s habit was not to spoil the brats, as could be seen from the Mirror Ghost.

However, for one thing, the Mirror Ghost’s mouth wasn’t as problematic as this kid’s, and for another, the Mirror Ghost had a handsome face, so Yang Xiao had to consider appearances a bit.

After slapping Huang Mao’s mouth dozens of times, Yang Xiao finally stopped when others intervened, and at this moment Huang Mao’s lips were completely swollen, like two big sausages hanging on his face. He was crying miserably, almost out of breath.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Jianjun came up to add insult to injury, staring at Huang Mao’s lips in surprise, "Wow, Wu Zhuo brother, your lips are swollen worse than mine, you’d be better off if a bee had stung you!"

Huang Mao Wu Zhuo was left speechless and tearful. The arrogance he had before was completely knocked out of him by Yang Xiao with a slipper.

Munan watched this scene with a chuckle, counting how many slaps Wu Zhuo received and clapping in approval, "Serves you right, pretending, you got beaten up, deserved it!"

Everyone saw this scene, completely exposing Huang Mao’s lack of depth. It was hard to believe that such a guy could survive past seven missions.

Not mentioning skills, just with that mouth, he had no chance.

"Everyone heard, he’s the one who asked me to hit him. In all my life, it’s the first time I’ve heard such a daring request!" Yang Xiao casually tossed aside the slipper, shrugged, acting as if he was helpless.

This little episode passed quickly, yet the looming shadow of death still hung over them during the task. However, seeing Huang Mao get a beating relieved the tense atmosphere on-site significantly, of course, excluding the beaten Huang Mao Wu Zhuo.

Yang Xiao hadn’t held back much, his lips were swollen, not to mention blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth and nostrils, making him look especially miserable.

"By the way, where’s Su Xiaomin?" Chen Moting suddenly asked, snapping back to reality.

"She’s dead. Before we found you, we discovered a body outside the door," Zhou Mingxiao explained. "The body was charred beyond recognition."

Following the group’s footsteps, Chen Moting reached the initial office area. The glass door was still open, and from her angle, she could see the corridor outside where there was a curled-up, charcoal-like charred skeleton.

When they discovered the skeleton, the group couldn’t identify it at first. Until they found the unconscious Chen Moting, they confirmed the identity of the corpse.

After all, Su Xiaomin had gone missing, and only one body was left at the scene.

"Did you lock the door last night?" Yang Xiao asked.

Gazing blankly at the corpse outside the door, it took a while for Chen Moting to respond, "Yes, I locked it myself, checked it twice. I didn’t open the door, it should have been her."

The ’her’ in Chen Moting’s words naturally referred to Su Xiaomin. She had already considered herself to have helped her a lot last night, but Su Xiaomin still couldn’t escape her death, which was fate.

Next, Chen Moting recounted her experiences of the previous night to everyone in full detail, holding back nothing.

Including the inexplicably turned on faucet, the moving office chair, the unusual fire, and those deceitful ghosts masquerading as teammates during the fire.

Last night, Yang Xiao had already heard from the shop owner that the 18th floor of this building had suffered a severe fire, killing many people. In this way, those ghosts that appeared last night should be the victims of the fire.

Previously, Chen Moting also mentioned that the initial anomaly started with the sound of high heels from upstairs, which matched perfectly.