Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

The old lady didn't know if she was angry, but a sense of corpse energy surged up her body. She turned over, revealing a dark and hideous face.

But because the rain has stopped, the moon is rising.

The strange aura under the apartment had returned to the depths of the earth, so the corpse qi in her body was insufficient. She just moved a little and died completely again.

Wu Heng strode over, seemingly upright and unafraid of the night, completely unaware of the seductive glance the old lady threw at him with her last breath.

Anita arrived at the door of Mandala's apartment at this time.

She looked at the dark apartment in the moonlight, feeling a little uneasy. She didn't know why she suddenly felt that this dilapidated apartment seemed to hold something ominous.

Therein lies a great terror.

But thinking that the fried banana vendor was inside, she had no choice but to go in.

"How do I find this?"

"Why do people in this apartment go to bed so early? It's not even 12 o'clock yet."

You know, she usually stays up late to read at home. The city usually falls into complete darkness after 0: in the morning.

Anita scanned the rows of corridors.

No, the door of the house in the middle of the second floor was actually open, and the lights suddenly came on.

Without any hesitation, she went straight to the second floor.

Maybe this resident can know some news about Wu Heng.

When she reached the stairs, she saw Wu Heng holding two plates, looking at the moonlight outside while casually walking towards the only lit room.

"Hello, sir, please save me, my parents are dead!"

Anita didn't hesitate at all, she strode over and knelt on the ground with a plop.

Wu Heng almost dropped the plate he was holding.

He hurriedly put the plates away, took two steps back, and glanced down.

"Shh!"

He stretched out his left index finger, mysteriously indicating for someone to speak in a low voice.

Anita quickly covered her mouth, which was about to cry out. Although she didn't know what happened, since the master said so, it must be right.

Then Wu Heng said, "Everyone around here is asleep. There's an old lady in the hallway who's sleepwalking. Don't disturb her. Go back to her room if you have anything to say."

As he spoke, he pointed behind him.

Anita subconsciously tilted her head to look behind Wu Heng, and sure enough, she saw a hunched figure in the corridor five or six meters away.

I couldn't help but shudder.

She now has a psychological trauma from this hunchbacked human figure.

But in the moonlight, she could vaguely see that it was indeed a skinny old lady.

Looking at the degree of twisting of the neck, she wanted to say: This old lady seems to be a little dead!

Is it really okay for her to lie like this in the corridor?
But since Wu Heng said he fell asleep, he must have fallen asleep.

"Get up first. Are you also speechless? Let me tell you, this old lady has been talking nonsense all day. She even came to me at night and insisted that I go to a party. I have no interest in old people's parties at all."

"I guess she drank too much and fell asleep in the corridor when she came back."

"We should ignore this kind of old lady with a messy private life if we can, otherwise if she gets blackmailed, there really is nothing we can do."

"Come on, if you have anything to say, go inside and talk."

Wu Heng kept talking as he walked towards the door.

Anita glanced again at the old lady whose neck was twisted almost 150 degrees, and with fear in her heart, she hurried to catch up with Wu Heng.

She had no hope now, and had no choice but to believe Wu Heng. Back in the house, Wu Heng put the plates away, then frowned and looked back, looking Anita up and down, and said in a deep voice: "You just said your parents are dead."

"Wow, yes, I am the only one who survived!" Anita couldn't help crying out loud.

During her previous escape, she even forgot to cry.

When people are under extreme stress, they not only forget to cry, they even forget the pain. This is why many people are able to break their legs or mutilate themselves to escape from desperate situations.

But now, in Wu Heng's room, she felt a little safe, and suddenly felt sad.

"I'm telling you, my fried bananas are very clean. Your parents' death has nothing to do with me."

"Don't think of blaming me for this. I don't have any money. Take a look at the environment in this house for yourself."

Wu Heng's sudden change of tone caught Anita off guard.

"No, no, I'm not saying there's something wrong with your banana. No, there is a problem with it, and that's why I'm alive. Sir, please help me. I really don't have any other options now."

"I don't want money. My family is rich. If you want money, I can give you all my money!"

"I know you helped me."

Anita choked up and said hurriedly, she was afraid that Wu Heng would not bother to care about her, so she hurriedly explained.

As she continued to tell the previous process.

Wu Heng didn't say anything. He stood up and poured two glasses of water. Then he took out a rotten towel with lint on it and a white robe and threw them to Anita.

"You change first. This is the condition of the room. I'll go out first. Tell me when you're done."

Wu Heng frowned and took a look at Anita. She was only wearing pajamas, which were completely wet and stuck to her skin, covering the upper part and revealing the lower part. If the left side was pulled, the right side would be exposed.

She might be of Arab and Eurasian descent, so a hint of whiteness would show from time to time, and she looked half-naked.

"Let's make do with this condition."

Wu Heng went out after he finished speaking.

Anita opened her mouth. She didn't even dare to be alone at the moment, especially when she felt that the apartment was a bit cold and the old lady in the corridor looked weird.

I thought I would just ask him to turn his back, but before I could say anything, Wu Heng slammed the door shut.

Anita looked at the simple room, quickly dried herself, changed her clothes, and called Wu Heng in.

The men's robe was a little big for her, so she could only tie it in a knot at the chest.

Wu Heng sat on a chair, looking at Anita who was sitting beside the bed, and said, "Are you hungry? I just finished eating and washed the pot, but if you want to eat, I can make you some more."

Anita instinctively wanted to refuse. She was very upset at the moment and was thinking about her parents.

But when the words came to his lips, he suddenly thought of something and nodded, "Do you still have that mysterious fried banana?"

"There's more."

Wu Heng was speechless. He then heated the oil in a pan and scooped out a spoonful of the remaining oil with a spoon.

One was made quickly.

Anita wolfed it down and immediately felt a warm current flowing through her body, sweeping away the previous chill and fear.

"That's the feeling!" She put the plate down reluctantly and expressed her gratitude to Wu Heng.

Wu Heng didn't say anything and silently reached out his hand to her.

"Ah, what?" Anita was a little confused and didn't know what Wu Heng was going to do.

After hesitating for a moment, he slowly put his white hand over.

Bang! (End of this chapter)