Chapter 673: This Is Going to Be Trouble

"I'm sorry, Miss. This is Young Master Peng's order. He wants us to bring you back no matter what." The bodyguard took a slap to the face, but his expression remained unchanged as he blocked Zhang Yan's path.

"I told you to get lost." Zhang Yan was furious and kicked the bodyguard.

The bodyguard remained motionless. Zhang Yan laughed in extreme anger: "Fine, you've grown some guts, daring to block this young lady. Alright, if you've got the nerve, just stand there and don't move."

She turned and dove into the car, then slammed her foot on the gas. The Lamborghini let out an arrogant roar and surged forward violently.

Several bodyguards were startled and quickly dodged. The Lamborghini roared forward and vanished in a flash.

The group of bodyguards looked at each other. The lead bodyguard shook his head helplessly; no one had any way to deal with this headstrong young lady.

In the blink of an eye, it was midnight.

"Hello everyone, welcome to the Terror Cabin livestream. I'm Yanyan." In the early hours of the morning, the Terror Cabin livestream became lively.

Zhang Yan held her phone up, appearing in front of a patch of abandoned, unfinished buildings.

"Per everyone's request, I'm doing a live broadcast here in the Xionglou in Jingxi. Look, this is our broadcast site." Zhang Yan held her phone and looked around.

This place was a patch of unfinished buildings. Because it was in the far suburbs, the planning had been revoked, and the developer had run off after their capital chain broke. Seven years had passed in a flash.

Zhang Yan was now in the basement of the building in the very center of the unfinished complex. This place was pitch black, and under the light, it revealed rusted steel bars exposed to the air, along with piles of trash all around.

The puddles of dirty water on the ground and the echoes formed by the wind blowing through the unfinished buildings made the place seem eerie and ghostly.

"Dear family, I'm risking my life to film this video for you. Look how terrifying it is around here. Keep the gifts coming!" Zhang Yan incited.

The number of people in the livestream grew, and it became lively, with gifts flying everywhere.

Zhang Yan didn't really care about the gifts, but this was the feeling she wanted. After the atmosphere in the livestream was built up, four people appeared beside her.

All four were girls, and they were wearing white. She said excitedly: "A fan sent me a scripture. It's said that according to the ritual on it, we can summon the things hidden here. These four beauties are fans I invited, and they will participate in the ritual just now."

"Nervous? Excited? Haha, even I can't wait. Everyone, keep the gifts coming! The popularity is exploding, I'm going to perform the ritual now!" Zhang Yan screamed incitingly.

The livestream suddenly became lively. Soon, the heat of the livestream rose to a peak. Zhang Yan kept her word, and the ritual officially began now.

The four girls in white stood around, and Zhang Yan was in the very center. The scripture was placed on the ground, and Zhang Yan began to recite the text on it.

She had just recited the first sentence when suddenly, the light dimmed, and the surroundings plunged into darkness.

Then the livestream was interrupted, and there was no signal at all on the phone.

"Where's the cameraman? What's wrong with the lights?" Zhang Yan was furious. The ritual had just begun, the popularity in the livestream was exploding, and the broadcast was interrupted. What were these people good for?

Just at this moment, a harsh sound rang out from the surroundings. This sound came extremely fast, piercing the eardrums with pain.

"What the hell? Where did the cameraman die? Turn the lights on for me!" Zhang Yan shouted angrily, but no one paid any attention to her cries.

She turned her head, and the four girls who had been surrounding her were already gone. Moreover, a bone-chilling, icy coldness surged toward her.

Zhang Yan was afraid. She had livestreamed so many times, but she had never encountered a situation like this. She suddenly turned her head and looked up, and her scalp couldn't help but explode.

She saw the four fans she had invited now floating in mid-air. Their faces were pale, and they were struggling in pain. Their necks seemed to be tightly bound by a rope, and at the same time, a cold, eerie laugh came from all around.

This sound was elusive, as if it had come from the Nine Nether Hell. Zhang Yan screamed in terror. She could no longer care about her fans and ran outward for her life.

The area of these unfinished buildings was truly not small. She ran outward blindly. She didn't know how long she had been running when she tripped and fell to the ground with a thud, unable to climb back up.

She gasped for breath. The surroundings were pitch black, and a bone-chilling, icy aura came from one side. Furthermore, in the haze, it seemed as if countless translucent shadows were walking in front of her.

She nervously pulled out her phone and was pleasantly surprised to find that the phone still had a little signal, and her livestream was still broadcasting, though the screen was pitch black.

The bullet comments were already flooding the screen. All the fans were expressing their dissatisfaction with the sudden black screen of the livestream.

"Save me, something happened here, everyone please help me call the police." Zhang Yan's face appeared on the screen.

"Hahaha, streamer, stop pretending. It's the same as the last few times."

"Streamer, if you went to act in movies, you'd definitely be at the level of a best actress. This script is not bad."

The fans in the bullet comments indicated that all of this was just Zhang Yan acting for them to see. Everyone was just having a laugh and didn't take it seriously.

"Something really happened here, save me, hurry and save me..." Zhang Yan was anxious. She usually would pretend to encounter some supernatural things to create a tense atmosphere.

But today, she had truly encountered something unusual. Why did no one believe her?

Suddenly, her neck tightened, and her body floated strangely in mid-air, as if something behind her was dragging her with Dali.

Zhang Yan let out a miserable scream, her phone dropped to the ground, the livestream ended, and her body retreated rapidly backward...

"Why didn't you stop her?" Zhang Peng was furious.

"I'm sorry, Young Master Peng. Miss has always been willful. I, I couldn't stop her." The bodyguard who failed to intercept Zhang Yan lowered his head, not daring to say a word.

"Zhang Peng, the livestream was interrupted. Something has happened." Jiang Wei hurried over with his phone.

"Go find Mr. Chen," Zhang Peng said with a livid face.

"Zhang Peng, what happened to Yanyan? Her livestream was suddenly interrupted, and I can't get through on her phone either. What's going on?" Just at this moment, Zhang Peng's grandfather called.

This old man loved Zhang Yan the most and treated her like the apple of his eye. It was precisely because of this that Zhang Yan's spoiled personality had been cultivated.

"Grandfather, if you keep spoiling her like this, you will harm her sooner or later. Her life and death are now unknown. I am looking for someone to save her now. Don't ask me the reason. If she can be saved, it's her good fortune; you should discipline her properly in the future." Zhang Peng said with some agitation, hung up the phone directly, and then blocked the old man.

Honestly, if the old man didn't spoil and coddle her so much, she wouldn't have ended up in this state. Zhang Peng was also speechless.