This feeling of crisis erupted suddenly, and my spiritual sense did not warn from the beginning, but it was so sudden that there was a strong sense of crisis, so there are only two possibilities to sum up.

First, the existence that brought me a crisis appeared out of nowhere, and the target may not be me, as if I happened to pass by here and come and see something.

Second, that being is extremely powerful, so powerful that it can suppress my spiritual sense, and I can only perceive the danger when I am very close and very targeted.

And in the few seconds I hesitated to look at the door, I basically ruled out the first possibility, who would be so idle and happen to come here to have a look? And it happens to be an enemy who can bring me danger?

Do I want to open the door? In fact, I had already walked to the door at this time, but the closer I got to the door, the more I felt the invisible pressure and the extreme sense of danger, and I felt fear in my heart.

'Bang bang bang', the knock on the door continued relentlessly, every time it seemed to knock on the bottom of my heart, my hand was gently on the doorknob, and I quickly got cold, and at this moment I was nervous to the limit.

I wanted to see through the humble cat's eye on the door to see who was outside the door, but my gut told me not to do that, it would be tragic.

Do you pretend that there is no one? I wasn't sure the guy outside the door wouldn't break in! Or, just run away? But this is the third floor, and the movement of jumping off will be very loud, will you hide like last time? But although it is remote here, and there are no people coming and going, but after all, it is a city, not the almost isolated countryside, and if you don't do it, someone will see it, like that

My mind was racing, and I didn't know how to decide for a moment, and the sound of my footsteps as I walked to the door was deliberately soft, so light that there was hardly any sound, but such caution hardly helped me.

"Who are you looking for? This is my house, which of you is which? Just when I was in a dilemma, a voice with a strong local accent suddenly appeared in the corridor, questioning the visitor with strong doubts and puzzles.

At that moment, I breathed a sigh of relief, no matter what the situation, things finally took a turn for the better, didn't they?

I reacted quickly, and when I heard this, I immediately left the door lightly, this old room was a simple set of two, I entered one of the bedrooms, opened the old-fashioned black wardrobe, and hid in.

The closet was big and empty, and it didn't seem crowded when I hid in, but the outside world was suddenly cut off, and I didn't know what was going on.

In this atmosphere, nearly a minute passed, and I heard the sound of the door opening and closing, and the footsteps of several people.

"I said, how did you get into my house, who are you? I'm going to call the police. It was the local who spoke, with a strong sense of resentment and accusation.

I heard him speak and no one responded, but the footsteps were moving around the house, and when one of them, which seemed a little soft, entered the room where I was hiding, I suddenly got goosebumps all over my body, and it felt like a fawn facing a tiger.

That's absolute oppression in momentum! This feeling tells me that the people who came are very powerful

I restrained my breath at the beginning, after all, Lao Li's basic kung fu of practicing qi is extremely special, imitating turtle breath, and finally imitating fetal breath, this breath is only the most basic, but it can also be used as a secret technique.

But even that didn't give me much security, the man was wandering around the house, and I was hiding in a dark closet, not knowing who he was. After more than ten seconds, he stopped in the room while the local kept yelling, "What the hell are you going to do?" Are you robbers? ”

"Search this room carefully." Finally, I heard the man who stayed in the room speak, a nice baritone with a hint of lazy and casual atmosphere, but it was just that sentence that made my whole body sweat break out.

If it was really discovered, then only I secretly pinched a starting trick, so that I could summon the stupid tiger out as soon as possible, yes, I had to fight hard.

I didn't break down because there was a feeling in my mind that I was going to hold on until the last moment.

As the voice fell, I heard several other footsteps enter the room!

The furnishings of this room are very simple, just a large bed, a few low cabinets, and this large wardrobe.

"What do you do? Is there any royal law left? I'm going to call someone. The local yelled angrily, and then he really shouted, "Someone's robbed, come on."

"You'd better be quiet." A somewhat tyrannical male voice resounded in the room, and then it must have pushed the middle-aged man away, because there was a muffled sound from the door of my hidden closet, which was the sound of a person hitting it.

"What the hell are you going to do?" The local's voice took on a hint of fear, and he stopped by the door of the closet, and spoke timidly.

"Huh, could it be a mistake?" It was the same lazy and casual voice again, with a hint of inquiring curiosity, and there was no hostility, as if it was a pity that a fun thing turned out to be like this, but he didn't say anything, whether to continue or stop.

"Get out of the way." The somewhat tyrannical male voice sounded again, and at that moment I was finally nervous to the limit, and I heard the footsteps that should be coming towards the wardrobe, and he shouted to get out of the way, it should be to let the local get out of the way, right?

The locals were silent, I didn't know whether to get out of the way or not, and the atmosphere was almost tense to the limit, and I almost couldn't hold it anymore.

But at this moment, a hurried footstep ran into the room, and with a rough wheezing voice, he said loudly: "Hurry, hurry"

"What's fast? Are you in such a hurry that you are running for funeral? It was the tyrannical man who made an impatient voice, and the words were quite unkind.

On the other side, the lazy and casual voice sounded again: "Tell the point." ”

Then, it was quiet outside, and I didn't know what was going on, but I guessed that the person who was intruding in behind was whispering to someone or something.

After nearly a minute of silence, the lazy and casual voice changed and became a little serious: "Go, I found something interesting." ”

"Brother, what's the matter? Isn't that cough here? Is the information wrong? The tyrannical man, when he spoke to the lazy man, his tone became respectful, and he felt quite dependent.

"Hmm" The lazy man didn't answer anything.

"Don't look at me, I don't know anything, this is my house, I don't know why you came in." The locals suddenly shouted out of control, looking at the situation, it should be the lazy man's gaze resting on him in the middle of a deep groan.

"It seems that the information is really wrong, and I don't feel anything, let's go." After speaking, the lazy man took the lead out of the room, and it is estimated that he has seen the performance of the local, and he has already believed in his heart that eight or nine points of information are wrong, as for the last sentence, I have to thank the effort to collect rest.

"You'd better act as if nothing happened, and the night isn't always peaceful here, you know." The tyrannical man left the room too, but I heard him threaten fiercely.

"I don't know anything, I don't know anything." The local's voice was already unusually frightened.

However, the tyrannical man suddenly rushed towards this direction again, and I thought he was unwilling to open the closet to take a look, but I heard the sound of punching and kicking: "You TM look like a man, okay?" You pee here, don't you know that I hate seeing filthy stuff the most? But you not only dirty my eyes, but also my nose, damn it. ”

"Hurry up, don't waste time, unless you want to lose to that nasty brat." The lazy voice sounded outside the door, and the tyrannical man stopped, snorted hard, and left, and then two or three followers, probably or something, followed suit.

My heart finally relaxed completely, and I almost felt like crying at that moment.

The room was quiet, and it was almost a minute before I heard the local man stand up and close the door.

At that moment, I hesitated, should I go out? If that local, who found out about my existence and couldn't stop yelling, wouldn't my whereabouts be exposed, even if I was transfigured at the moment, reminiscent of my actions hiding in the closet, wouldn't that be the biggest flaw?

I had no doubt that the local was the owner, after all, the middle-aged man who had given me a look was gone, and the local was so natural about strangers breaking into the house.

"How long are you going to hide in the closet? Still not out yet? Waiting to really get caught? At this moment, a familiar voice sounded outside the closet.