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Chapter 217: Chapter 181: Want to Eat Meat? Come Find Me_2
Zhou Xiumei gasped a few times, and then with a trembling voice said, "I think I heard someone walking in the living room."
Her voice was very low, seemingly in fear, and her throat trembled.
Fang Cheng’s eyes suddenly grew sharp upon hearing this, and he quickly asked:
"Did you see any shadows?"
"No, I didn’t dare to go out; I’m just hiding under the covers, quietly calling you..."
"Could it be your grandma getting up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom?"
"No, grandma went to Gufeng Temple to chant scriptures and pray for blessings; I am home alone tonight..."
"Brother Cheng, could it be that sort of thing..."
Zhou Xiumei’s breathing became even more rapid as she spoke, not daring to continue.
"Don’t hang up yet."
Fang Cheng calmly instructed her while swiftly reaching into the drawer to get his pistol, then quickly headed outside.
"When I get to your door, you rush out and open it for me."
"Don’t be afraid, even if it’s something filthy, I can handle ten of them on my own..."
While speaking, Fang Cheng had already left his home, arriving at the entrance of the Zhou Family, just two doors away.
He discovered the iron gate indeed was not locked.
Fang Cheng’s gaze became suddenly fierce, and he said in a deep voice:
"Alright, you can come out and open the door now."
As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately hung up the call, his muscles taut, ready to spring into action.
Clang—
The iron gate was instantly pulled open.
Bang!
He raised his foot and kicked open the next door with force.
Fang Cheng rushed in with great strides, his gaze swiftly scanning like lightning.
He only saw a slender figure dashing out from the bedroom, barefooted.
"Brother Cheng!"
A refreshing fragrance wafted over as the delicate body safely hurled itself into his arms.
And then, her arms tightly wrapped around his waist and back.
"Don’t be afraid."
Although no enemy was spotted yet, Fang Cheng remained vigilant, holding the gun in one hand and protecting Zhou Xiumei with the other.
However.
After scanning the living room several times, he still did not find any other trace of people in the Zhou Family, or any other abnormalities.
But at this moment, feeling the curvaceous body in his arms and smelling the faint unique scent of a maiden,
Fang Cheng’s heart couldn’t help but be moved, his facial expression suddenly becoming unnatural.
After taking a deep breath, he lifted his hand and patted the slender shoulder of the woman in his embrace:
"Xiu Mei, go back to your room and put on a jacket, don’t catch a cold."
"Ah!"
Zhou Xiumei also snapped out of her fright and realizing her embarrassing state of dress in just thermal underwear, hurriedly slipped out from Fang Cheng’s embrace.
She ran back into the bedroom and shut the door with a "bang."
While she was changing clothes, Fang Cheng casually turned on the lights in the living room and gently closed the now-damaged iron gate.
He then went through the bathroom, kitchen, and the other two bedrooms for another more careful search.
Before long, Zhou Xiumei came out with her clothes on, her cheeks flushed.
Seeing Fang Cheng looking perplexed, she nervously asked:
"Brother Cheng, did you find anything?"
Fang Cheng shook his head:
"I suspect the sounds you heard just now might have been a mouse moving."
"Is it a mouse?!"
Zhou Xiumei’s voice trembled at the response, quickly glancing at the corners all around.
For a girl, the evilness of creatures like mice might not be much less than ghosts.
But just then, an unusual noise suddenly rang out.
Thud thud thud.
The sound seemed muffled, like someone was trapped inside a box, repeatedly knocking.
Fang Cheng turned his head to listen.
Then he looked down, towards the floor.
The source of the sound should be from the floor below.
Zhou Xiumei realized something in an instant, her face turning pale, and her blush fading quickly.
"It’s downstairs... it’s... He Yao’s family!"
She seemed to struggle to breathe, barely managing to open her mouth, trying hard to get the words out.
And at the moment she was speaking, there were two more knocks.
Thud, thud.
These two knocks were noticeably slower, and the sound was drawn out.
Fang Cheng shushed softly, signaling Zhou Xiumei to stay quiet.
Sure enough, after waiting for about two seconds.
There were then three consecutive knocks, thud thud thud.
Much faster than the earlier two, nearly the same as the first sequence.
That is, a rhythm of three short, followed by two long, and then three short again.
Fang Cheng sharply recognized the problem.
This could very well be some sort of signal for help!
After pondering for a few seconds, he then looked up at Zhou Xiumei and instructed:
"Stay at home and don’t run around; I’ll go out and take a look, understand?"
"Brother Cheng!"
Zhou Xiumei immediately grabbed his sleeve in anxiety.
Fang Cheng reassuringly patted her hand, then handed her the pistol he was holding:
"Do you know how to use a gun?"
"My dad taught me."
Zhou Xiumei nodded and immediately shook her head: "I don’t need it; keep it for self-defense."
She did not ask Fang Cheng why he had a gun hidden, and was more concerned about the safety of the man in front of her.
Fang Cheng gave her a slight smile:
"Don’t worry, I’m good at Kung Fu, and quite formidable."
Saying that, he flexed his arm to show off his impressively strong biceps.
Then, his expression turned serious, and he solemnly advised:
"Stay at home; if you see any dangerous situations, call me immediately or call the police."
Seeing Fang Cheng’s resolute attitude, Zhou Xiumei bit her lip lightly and obediently complied.
After a brief explanation, Fang Cheng returned to his home, took out a white mask, and put it on his face.
Looking in the mirror, he nodded in satisfaction.
Then, he tip-toed silently across the darkened hallway, heading downstairs.
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Eighth floor, He Family.
In the middle of the night, the room was pitch-black, filled with a chilly and sinister atmosphere.
