Chapter 56: Playing a traitor and dangerous fugitive. The sound of footsteps in the corridor

8days ago Urban Novels 8
When she got off work, Huali received a text message, which was sent by the Municipal Public Security Bureau, reminding the general public to pay attention to personal safety in the near future. She actually said that a vicious fugitive had gone into exile to the city. She casually flew through her and put her phone back in her bag.

I didn't take this matter to heart.

When she got home, it was already darker. Her house was an old-fashioned community. She climbed up to the fourth floor in one breath and was so tired that she was breathing. Her high heels on her feet had been kicked at the door, and she took out the key from her bag. As soon as she inserted it into the keyhole, she heard a few gentle steps.

Perhaps it was because the corridor was too quiet, and the sound of footsteps made her pay some attention.

Under the dim light, she looked up and looked downstairs, but the footsteps disappeared, and no one came up, let alone the sound of anyone opening the door. She suddenly felt a little scared in her heart and quickly accelerated the speed of opening the door.

Suddenly, the footsteps rang again!

The lights in the aisle were dizzy and Huali bit her lip. The door of her house was too old and it was not easy to open. She tried several times but she didn't open it.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and she turned around uneasy to look, but there was still nothing.

No, there was another person's breathing sound in the air, not very heavy, but it was right near her!

Huali was sweating nervously, and she plucked up the courage to knock on her door, pretending to be gentle and shouted a few times: Husband, open the door quickly, my key can't be opened, husband!

During her life alone, Huali's beauty brought a lot of disasters. A pervert once followed her home. Gradually, she learned to protect herself, such as pretending that there was someone in the writer.

After waiting for a while, there seemed to be no movement, she gently twisted the door lock.

Click!The door is open.

She breathed a sigh of relief, bent down to pick up the high heels on the ground and walked in the door, and the incident happened.

Without even hearing the footsteps, a tall figure appeared behind her, covered her mouth from behind, and clamped her in fear and struggled, and walked into the dark room.

Bang!The door is closed.