"I'm at the entrance. You can come out now." Chen Zhao was calling Laurent. "Does anyone live here? Why is it so dark?"
"Chen, I drank too much. Come help me out."
"You sound normal though."
"It's true."
"How come there's no sound over there? Are all your friends drunk?"
"They're chatting on the side. They're all old. Do you want to hear them talk?"
"Whatever."
Chen Zhao could only get out of his car and enter the neighborhood to pick Laurent up.
But as soon as he entered, he sensed something wrong.
There was a smell of rot in the air.
Suddenly, an evil spirit lunged at Chen Zhao with no warning.
Chen Zhao raised his leg without even blinking.
Ah!
The evil spirit let out a scream and was scattered by Chen Zhao's kick.
Another one came. And another…
"F*ck, did I run into some evil spirit lair?"
