Chapter 401 -309: Tricky Silk – I Still Have an Ultimate Move (Please Subscribe, Requesting Monthly Tickets!)_3

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As the words fell, there was no second arm reaching out.

Meng Tingting bent down again, pressed her head even lower, and looked under the bed.

What came into view was Meng Hang’s head, sporting a smile that was both eerie and inexplicable, with the corners of his mouth stretching almost to his ears, revealing his teeth and a great deal of his gums, his lips slightly wriggling.

“Sis… sister.”

“Ah—”

Meng Tingting was so frightened that she shot up, leaping to her feet, with both hands covering her face in terror, as she frantically shook off the hand that was grabbing her ankle.

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At the same moment, the bathroom door opened, and their mother, Pan Ya, walked out with a calm expression.

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At this moment, the scene in the Meng family’s master bedroom was beyond comprehension.

Meng Hang and Meng Tingting stood on either side of the large bed, separated by it, both exhibiting extreme terror as if encountering something immensely bizarre, and the looks they exchanged were filled with fear.

In Meng Yongshou’s eyes, his son and daughter both appeared normal; he didn’t understand what was happening to them.

But his wife, Pan Ya, still holding the comb from when she had been combing her hair, with hair dangling from it, was pale, with blood trickling down her head, as she stared right at him.

In Pan Ya’s view, her son and daughter also appeared normal, but her husband, Meng Yongshou, in front of her, had an unusually jaundiced complexion, standing before her, seemingly in great pain, his features twisted together.

As he opened his mouth, a yellowish fluid suddenly gushed out, he muttered indistinctly, “So… thirsty.”

In Meng Hang’s eyes, his parents were also normal, but Meng Tingting, who was standing across the bed, still had that chicken bone on her cheek, gazing at him with a smile brimming with intent.

And in Meng Tingting’s frightened gaze, Meng Hang was also smiling weirdly, his mouth stretched so wide it seemed to be torn apart, uttering, “Hehe, sister, come and catch me!”

The four of them were all talking, all desperately trying to explain something, but to the others, what they saw was a completely different, horrific scene.

Disgust, horror, shivering, panic; the face of the other was magnified infinitely in their eyes until nothing else could be seen in their field of vision.

“Don’t come any closer!” Pan Ya screamed loudly.

“Your hair, you’re bleeding!” Meng Yongshou yelled in horror.

“Bone, bone…” Meng Hang pointed at Meng Tingting’s face, his voice hoarse and exhausted.

“I’m not looking, I won’t look for you…” Meng Tingting hugged her head in her hands, trembling all over like a sieve, tears streaming down uncontrollably.

The next second.

In Pan Ya’s eyes, Meng Yongshou’s jaundiced face dripping with fluid drew near her.

In Meng Yongshou’s eyes, Pan Ya held the comb full of hair, as if about to comb his hair.

In Meng Hang’s eyes, Meng Tingting stretched her hand into her mouth to pull out that half-chewed bone and extended her long arm to him, indicating he should eat it.

In Meng Tingting’s view, as Meng Hang’s smile widened increasingly towards his ears, the terrifyingly split mouth consumed all her thoughts.

By now, fear was all that Meng Tingting could feel; her mind could hold nothing else.

Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!

An overwhelming sense of fear suddenly caused all four of them to faint and collapse one after another, leaving the Meng family’s master bedroom suddenly eerily quiet.

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Underground Space.

Rock, holding the Stone of Fear in both hands, suddenly shuddered; the Stone of Fear trembled in his grasp.

Rock’s expression turned anxious: “Damn it, damn it, my Ultimate Move… I overdid it!”