Chapter 21: Jiao Hong, the Little Expert in Protecting His Wife

Jiao Hong and Yu Haili felt a strong aversion welling up involuntarily in their hearts.

Fortunately, they had prepared in advance and quickly put on gas masks.

"Really strange, why would a restroom have so many stalls?"

Ju Hun Jiang felt puzzled by the modern restroom design.

But that's not the point,

because it has been confirmed,

there is a corpse hidden in these restroom stalls!

and two evil ghosts!

"This is the stall; you need to brace yourselves—I'll open the door."

Ju Hun Jiang went to the innermost stall.

The tightly closed door bore several bloodstains, as if someone had dragged a bloody finger from top to bottom; combined with the dark setting and the weak flashlight beam, it looked especially horrifying.

"Hah…" Jiao Hong and Yu Haili nodded solemnly.

With a click—

The stall door was pulled open.

The sight that greeted them was so grotesque that even the well-traveled Yu Haili almost couldn't hold back her vomit.

Beside her, the experienced Jiao Hong also felt somewhat unwell from the scene.

In the cramped space,

hung a male corpse.

His hands were nailed to the wall behind the partition with steel pipes.

At the perforated wrists, white maggots had bred from rot and writhed.

His upper body was naked, his lower half with pants half‑pulled down.

His body was covered in knife wounds of varying depth, blood flowing freely.

Congealed blood stained him into a bloody figure; his eyes were gone, leaving only two terrifying blood holes.

Most shocking of all,

below his ribs and above his pelvis, all flesh and organs had vanished.

Only a pale spine remained, connecting the upper and lower halves.

Yu Haili aimed the flashlight beam at the male corpse's face, precisely at the corner of his eye.

Her chest rose and fall, her voice heavy with sorrow,

"This man endured extreme cruelty while alive."

"One can infer that from the tear streaks at his eye corners."

"I can say with certainty that his body was sliced piece by piece, and the killer used some drug to keep him conscious during the process!"

Damn it!

Jiao Hong sucked in a cold breath sharply, his gaze icy enough to seem to freeze frost,

"Senior Ju Hun Jiang, could this be another work of those bastards from the Xiao Han Republic?"

"Not necessarily."

Ju Hun Jiang shook his head lightly, his tone affirmative, "but this man clearly also fell victim to the evil ghosts."

"Put the corpse aside for now; I must first draw out the ghost lurking here!"

"You two, step back for a moment."

As his words fell,

Ju Hun Jiang strode deep into the stall.

Only then did Yu Haili and Jiao Hong snap back to reality; their primary task was to capture the attacker, while the poor corpse could be dealt with later.

Thus, the two retreated from the stall as instructed.

But unfortunately,

just as they withdrew, Ju Hun Jiang had just stepped into the stall,

Bang!

The stall door, as if it had a will of its own, swung shut on its own!

That locked door became like an invisible barrier, completely blocking Jiao Hong's party outside!

"Senior Ju Hun Jiang, how's the situation over there?"

Jiao Hong shouted, using all his strength,

but only silence answered him.

At the same time,

the flashlight's beam also began to dim gradually, until it was faint.

Looking closely, at some point the entire restroom had been enveloped in thick black mist.

The light grew ever dimmer, and vision became blurry.

"Hold onto my hand!"

Jiao Hong shouted loudly, and Yu Haili beside him quickly gripped his hand tightly.

In the darkness, it's even more necessary to confirm that your companion is right beside you!

Feeling the chill intensifying all around,

Jiao Hong swallowed saliva, about to reach out and pull open the stall door.

At this critical moment!

A spine‑chilling voice sounded in their ears.

"Don't move, or... death awaits!"

…

And in that closed bathroom stall,

Ju Hun Jiang pounded the self‑closing door and shouted a few words outward,

"Hey, are you still outside?"

"Why did the door close for no reason?"

"Is this also the magic of your modern technology?"

After several shouts vanished without a trace,

it suddenly realized,

It fell for the trap!

The two ghosts of the Xiao Han Republic deliberately separated them,

intending to defeat them one by one!

"A pair of petty schemers think they can trap me? Foolish dreamers!"

Ju Hun Jiang brandished the Soul‑Reaping Rope, preparing to smash the door panel in one strike.

But at that instant, a chilling wind surged from behind, as if someone were blowing on its neck.

Hmm?

Ju Hun Jiang's gaze hardened; he swiftly turned and flung the Soul‑Reaping Rope in retaliation.

Boom—, the Soul‑Reaping Rope punched a huge hole in the wall behind, yet the area beyond remained as calm as before.

"Pretending to be mysterious..."

Ju Hun Jiang turned his head back with a contemptuous expression,

but in that very instant of turning, his body stiffened abruptly, pupils contracting sharply.

Because, at an unknown moment, a disheveled, soaking‑wet ghostly figure had silently appeared before him.

The ghost exuded a pungent odor, its skin pallid as a corpse, fingers black as ink.

In its hands it held, respectively, a roll of red and a roll of blue toilet paper.

"May I ask..."

The bathroom female ghost lifted her head, a pair of jet‑black, wide eyes hollow and lifeless, radiating an ominous aura.

"Do you need red or blue toilet paper?" the spectral voice asked coldly.

This bathroom ghost is precisely a scene from the terrifying urban legends of the Xiao Han Republic...

Ju Hun Jiang's steps retreated slowly, his gaze like a torch,

fixating tightly on the two unremarkable rolls of toilet paper before him.

His brows furrowed slightly, the corners of his mouth tracing a playful curve,

accompanied by a low, slightly sly laugh that pierced the brief silence,

"Only children make choices; I, the great master, want them all...!"

As soon as the words fell, a clang! rang, and the red‑and‑blue toilet paper tumbled to the ground,

the surrounding air seemed to solidify, an indescribable eerie aura silently spreading,

silently corroding every inch of space. A grotesque face,

the ghostly monster whose eyes flickered with wicked green light gradually emerged from the shadows,

that shrill laugh echoed in the cramped space, sending chills down one's spine.

The monster suddenly lifted its head, feral light blazing in its eyes, roaring deafeningly at Ju Hun Jiang:

"A greedy scoundrel like you should just die!"

Outside the bathroom stall, Jiao Hong and Yu Haili exchanged a glance, beads of sweat already covering their foreheads,

that intangible fear nearly overwhelmed them.

Just now, the suffocating sensation brought by the S-level Horror Summon almost made them suffocate.

"Little darling, how about we play a thrilling little game? You count from one to one hundred; the rule is simple, no sound may be made in between."

That sharp, mocking voice was full of provocation.

Counting from one to one hundred, Jiao Hong and the other snapped awake from terror—

the mastermind behind Dachang City.

That wasn't the voice of any Summoned Creature; it was unmistakably human!

Yu Haili's expression grew solemn, anxiety churning inside her.

Long before stepping into this peril‑laden restroom, she had quietly sent an emergency rescue message to Qin Zongdui.

Even though aid was on the way, it would still take at least five minutes to arrive.

At this moment, their only hope, Ju Hun Jiang, was once again missing, the situation extremely dire.

Jiao Hong's gaze sharpened; after a brief thought, he resolutely shielded Yu Haili behind him and said gravely:

"Wife, in a moment I will summon my B-level Changgui to buy you time."

Jiao Hong's tone revealed determination, leaving no room for doubt:

"Take advantage of the chaos to flee; the farther you get, the better—stay alive!"

For Jiao Hong, death was never something he feared,

what truly concerned him was how to get his own wife out of this peril.

"Get lost, you damn Jiao Hong, even if you die, I'll die before you!"

Yu Haili broke free from Jiao Hong, and stood shoulder to shoulder with him in a stalwart manner!

Oh my, what a touching little couple!

This is the rhythm of preparing to fight me to the death!

The Xiao Han Min Guo People's voice rang out again, full of mockery and contempt.

It's just a little game, why go to such trouble?

It's just a few numbers, how simple!

The voice echoed around the restroom, carrying an indescribable sense of nausea and malice,

However, I will record every expression and action of yours in the game.

Then I will broadcast the video worldwide, letting the world witness how your Dragon Nation's warriors, for the sake of scraping by,

how they bow and scrape before our Xiao Han Republic. Such a video, I think viewers worldwide would surely look forward to it.

In the Xiao Han Min Guo People's tone, a feeling of delight shines through,

"You bastard!" Jiao Hong glared, his whole body exuding a chilling killing intent.