His eyes bulging out of their sockets, yellow hair felt like he was about to faint!
"Have you seen my hand?" Bai Qiulin looked down at him when his neck snapped, and his head fell to the ground. "Where is my hand?"
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Zhang Lan's group, who were heading toward Huang Xing, heard the man's scream that came from the corner. The scream pierced through their ear drums. Just what had the man been through to make him scream like that?
"This is bad!" Hearing that, Zhang Lan's face changed. She told Mr. Zhou and Duan Yue, "Something happened to Huang Xing! I told you something is wrong with that Bai Qiulin!"
"Isn't it normal to scream inside a Haunted House? It probably has nothing to do with Bai Qiulin," Mr. Zhou said.
"If it was a prop, then he would scream continuously. There wouldn't be a brief shout like this," Zhang Lan analyzed as she walked forward.
