Nightmare Apostle

Taking a deep breath, Yang Xiao inserted the key into the keyhole and opened the door little by little. Under the dim light, the room was still the same as before, except that there was one more person.

An old man wearing an old cotton coat turned his back to Yang Xiao, sitting on the broken wooden chair. His messy hair was graying, and his thin body was curled up. The dim light cast his shadow on the ground, a small ball, looking at It's poignant.

Yang Xiao didn't speak. He didn't dare to disturb the old man, so he just tried to get closer. He saw the red telephone standing alone in front of the old man.

"Zi.

"Zi...Zi...Zi...

There was an old-fashioned radio on the cabinet next to the TV, and bursts of noisy current came from it. It seemed that the signal was not very good.

"Who are you?" The old man said hoarsely without looking back.

Sure enough, the other party could see him. Yang Xiao calmed down and started making up on the spot: "Old man, I am a kind-hearted person. I heard that you have encountered some troubles."

"Zi...

As soon as Yang Xiao finished speaking, the noise on the radio suddenly disappeared, and a woman's sweet voice came from it, "Hello listeners, welcome to tonight's midnight strange story... Tonight's story is quite special, it happened in real life The tragedy happened in an apartment in our city. "

The female host's sweet voice suddenly turned sinister, "According to insiders, someone pretended to be a good Samaritan and sneaked into the lonely elderly man's home late at night with evil intentions. After being discovered by the alert old man, the two started a fierce fight. During the fight, the old man used a kitchen knife to kill the intruder. The attacker was hacked to death with a knife. The scene was so bloody that it was so horrific that the face of the intruder could not even be identified.”

Yang Xiaoren was dumbfounded, but what made his spine shiver even more was that the old man unexpectedly stood up and walked towards the dining table with dull eyes.

There was a bright kitchen knife on the table.

Yang Xiao took the lead and grabbed the kitchen knife. The sweet female voice on the radio changed again, "Sorry, the information is wrong. According to another insider, it was the intruder who stole the kitchen knife that the old man placed on the dining table. But then the old man swung his cane and blew the intruder's head off."

Yang Xiao looked at the old man as if he had lost his soul, wandering towards the corner. There were curtains hanging there, and he didn't know what was hidden behind them.

Yang Xiao rushed forward and pulled open the curtain. Sure enough, there was a metal crutch standing behind it. It was rusty, but it looked very useful.

"Huu Yiyi" Yang Xiao had a kitchen knife in one hand and a cane in the other, feeling much safer.

"Zi...

"Ah, I'm very sorry. According to the correction by the third informant, the second informant's information is wrong. The real situation is that the old man used his familiarity with the home to find the shotgun hidden in the bedroom closet and shot the intruder to death. , blasting this good Samaritan’s heart into pieces.”

Yang Xiao didn't even have time to breathe, he immediately rushed into the bedroom and snatched the shotgun bullets before the old man arrived.

"Zi...

"According to a fourth insider, the intruder disguised as a good Samaritan was not killed by the old man with a shotgun. He insidiously stole the old man's bullet, but he was so carried away that he did not expect that the old man was so brave and actually raised the bullet. He was beaten to death with a shotgun, which is true to the old saying, evil will not prevail against good, and God will reward good. "

Yang Xiao: "??!"

At this moment, it was too late for Yang Xiao to grab the shotgun. After getting the shotgun, the old man seemed to be a different person, with infinite strength. He raised the shotgun and hit Yang Xiao on the head. Yang Xiao could barely avoid it. This time, he actually hit the table behind him directly. smash.

Yang Xiao turned around and ran out of the house, closing and locking the bedroom door at the same time.

But the old man seemed to be possessed by Ultraman. He punched a hole in the wooden door with one punch. Yang Xiao was stunned. Then he kicked again and broke a big hole in the door.

The battle with the brave old man was a dead end. Yang Xiao thought of the damn radio. He immediately ran over and tried to turn off the radio, but all the buttons on it were malfunctioning.

In a rage, Yang Xiao planned to lift the radio and smash it to pieces, but the broken thing seemed to be welded to the table and he couldn't pick it up at all.

Zhi...

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"Speaking of which, this old man is quite pitiful. He has lost his beloved wife. He once made an agreement with his wife that even if he goes to heaven,

His wife would also call him. From then on, the old man always stayed by the phone at home, waiting for his wife's call. "

"This telephone became the only comfort for the old man. Unfortunately, the telephone was in disrepair and the wires behind it were loose and could no longer ring."

"At this moment, we can't help but sigh that the glorious humanity of the old man is in sharp contrast to the insignificant appearance of the intruder disguised as a good Samaritan."

"Let us shout together, evil will not prevail against good, and justice will last forever!"

The old man possessed by Ultraman had torn down the entire door and threw it at Yang Xiao. Fortunately, Yang Xiao had also been trained hard by Zhu Yina, and finally managed to dodge this attack with a very unsightly move, otherwise he would have had to do it. Death means disability.

Yang Xiao got up and ran towards the phone on hands and knees, and immediately checked the wire behind it. Sure enough, he found that one end was loose.

Just after Yang Xiao inserted the loose end, the old man came behind Yang Xiao and was raising his shotgun, intending to shoot him in the head.

“Ding-a-ling-ring….

The moment the loose cord was connected, the phone rang. Before Yang Xiaosong could take a breath, he was grabbed by the old man and thrown aside.

"Bang!"

Yang Xiao fell hard to the ground and his waist was almost broken. The old man dropped the shotgun and couldn't wait to grab the phone.

"Honey...

"The old man was trembling and couldn't utter a complete sentence, but it could be seen that the old man was extremely excited.

At this moment, the radio that had been nagging no longer made any sound. It actually clicked, the button popped up, and it turned off.

"Okay, you... don't worry, you must take care of yourself there. Don't worry about me, I will be fine."

Finally, the old man spoke more and more fluently, and his mood was very full. At this moment, Yang Xiao also noticed that the old man's livid face finally returned to normal.

"Yes... it was a kind person who came to help me fix the phone. Yes, I know, and I will thank him very much." The old man burst into tears, and his hand holding the phone kept shaking, "Don't worry, Remember to call me again, I'll wait for you, I'll wait for you..."

After hanging up the phone, the old man turned to look at Yang Xiao and choked with sobs: "Good Samaritan, thank you for helping me fix the phone and letting me hear my wife's voice again."

"Tell me, what can I do for you?" the old man asked sincerely.

"Old man, can I ask you something?" Yang Xiao would not miss this good opportunity. "Are you familiar with the two managers of this apartment?"

The old man was stunned when he heard this. He looked at Yang Xiao and nodded slowly, "You are talking about An Shouji and Zuoqiu Shude, right?"

"Oh, those are a pair of poor people." The old man seemed to have thought of something, shook his head, and couldn't help but sigh.