The sound of retching echoed in the silent workshop, and the air in the workshop was terrifyingly silent.

Whether it was Zhang Tong or Brother Biao's description, everyone present felt a creepy feeling in their hearts.

"Have you noticed that the lights in the workshop seem to have dimmed?"

At this moment, a female clerk wearing glasses spoke timidly, breaking the silence.

Hearing this, Zhang Tong looked around carefully.

He found that the entire workshop seemed to be shrouded in a faint haze. Not only did the lights dim, but the entire workshop became dim.

Zhang Tong turned on his explosion-proof flashlight with a snap, and shone it deep into the workshop.

The light seemed to disappear when it shone through, failing to illuminate the next workshop at all, as if the light was suppressed by some unknown darkness.

"Has the power of ghosts begun to affect the entire workshop?"

Zhang Tong's eyes flickered, and this discovery gave him a bad premonition.

The power of ghosts can directly affect the entire workshop, or even the entire factory building. This is the first time Zhang Tong has encountered such a situation.

"how so!"

"Mr. Wu, what should we do?"

The scene of the light being swallowed up by darkness was also noticed by others.

Weird phenomena are there, and anyone who is not a fool would know that there might be something terrifying hidden in the workshop.

The crowd soon became riotous.

"I really want to know what to do!"

Zhang Tong cursed in his heart. Facing the unknown weirdness, Zhang Tong did not feel that his extraordinary power must be reliable.

After much deliberation, Zhang Tong decided to leave here first and consider the long term.

After taking a look at the crowd that was already starting to become a little commotion, Zhang Tong turned around and walked towards the door, leaving a few words by the way:

"There's something wrong here. Let's get out of here first."

The suggestions have been given to them, and it is their own business to choose.

"Um?"

Quickly arriving at the entrance of the workshop, Zhang Tong pulled the door of the workshop hard, and then his face darkened.

The iron gate did not move at all under Zhang Tong's pull, even if Zhang Tong exhausted all his strength.

I used my mental strength to probe towards the keyhole, but the keyhole was blocked by something like glue!

"Locked... Secretary Ma did it?"

After taking a few steps back and looking at the solid iron door, Zhang Tong had a bad premonition in his heart.

He quickly took out his mobile phone and took a look. As expected, the signal was gone.

It seemed like it was a set-up from the beginning.

Secretary Ma had made up various reasons early to get everyone in the company to come to the workshop.

But what is her purpose in doing this?

Simple murder? No...it shouldn't be like this!

Painted-skinned ghosts kill people in order to make their painted skins more perfect.

The dead ghost kills people to satisfy their lust for words.

The purpose of killing people with nothingness is to cut off the connection between themselves and the spiritual world with a heart contaminated with a certain aura.

What about Secretary Ma?

Why did she kill?

What kind of existence is she?

A person contaminated by the power of the spiritual world? Or a ghost possessed by a spiritual creature? Or is she not Secretary Ma at all?

"Zhang Tong, what are you doing standing still? Hurry up and open the door!"

While Zhang Tong was staring at the iron gate and thinking, Mr. Wu also came over with all the employees.

Mr. Wu, who also planned to leave here first, saw Zhang Tong in a daze at the door and couldn't help but asked anxiously.

Hearing Mr. Wu's voice, Zhang Tong turned around, looked at everyone expressionlessly, and said in a deep voice:

"The door is locked and cannot be opened."

One sentence made many people's faces instantly turn pale!

"Why is the door locked?"

"Who has the key? Mr. Wu, do you have the key?"

The crowd instantly became commotion, and they were all factory employees. These people knew clearly how strong the workshop door was, and it was impossible to break out without the key!

For a moment, everyone looked at Mr. Wu. After all, Mr. Wu is the boss of the company!

Feeling the fearful eyes around her, Mr. Wu's delicate body seemed to tremble, and she said with a pale face:

"I gave the key to Secretary Ma!"

Zhang Tong frowned, this was the answer he least wanted to hear.

As a security guard at a toy factory, Zhang Tong knows exactly where the entrances and exits of the workshop are.

Although there are many entrances and exits, you don't need to think about it. Secretary Ma must have locked them all.

"No! Warehouse!"

"The door of the warehouse is a rolling shutter door, and there is a fire ax next to it. As long as we can reach the warehouse..."

Suddenly, Mr. Wu seemed to have thought of something and said in a somewhat excited tone.

But he was only halfway through his words. After seeing the deep darkness, Mr. Wu's voice became smaller and smaller until he disappeared.

The air solidified again, and anyone who wasn't a fool would realize what kind of environment they were in now.

All the doors to the workshop are locked, and if you want to leave the workshop, you have to go deeper into the workshop.

But the place is shrouded in deep darkness, and no one dares to bet on what dangers are hidden in the darkness.

Everyone's face was full of fear, and they knew clearly that something bad would happen if they continued to stay here.

Just when everyone is at a loss.

Zhang Tong looked at everyone with a vague look, and then walked towards the production line in a hurry, scanning the surroundings with the flashlight in his hand.

The sudden and unsociable movement attracted all the attention at once.

Looking at Zhang Tong's unhurried figure, Mr. Wu gritted his teeth and said as calmly as possible:

"Zhang Tong, what are you going to do? Aren't you... afraid?"

Hearing this, Zhang Tong looked back at his colleagues who were at a loss in fear, and said calmly:

"Of course I'm afraid, but is it useful to be afraid? Will I not die if I am afraid?"

"Sitting and waiting for death is the only way to die."

Mr. Wu stared at Zhang Tong without blinking. She suddenly realized that the little security guard she had just interviewed a few days ago seemed a little unusual.

After a while, Mr. Wu seemed to have made some kind of decision. She suddenly took a deep breath and nodded:

"Yes, you are right. Sitting and waiting for death is the only way to die."

After taking a deep look at the increasingly mysterious Zhang Tong, Mr. Wu turned to look at the others, with an unprecedented serious expression on his face, and said loudly:

"Colleagues, you already know the current situation. There are some very unscientific and terrifying things happening."

"I don't want to die, and I believe you don't want to die either."

"Since no one wants to die, would you like to fight with me?"

No one spoke, no one answered Mr. Wu.

Whether you stay here or head to the unknown darkness, both options are filled with too much uncertainty.

Facing unprecedented ghosts and monsters, no one can still clearly know what to do.

They were still confused and at a loss.

Mr. Wu seemed to have expected such a scene. She frowned slightly and said:

"Since no one objects, then let's go."

"Everyone, please pay attention to your surroundings. If you find anything wrong, report it immediately!"

After speaking, Mr. Wu nodded towards Zhang Tong and walked towards the production line without looking back.

Zhang Tong had an unexpected expression on his face, because he suddenly discovered that his colleagues who were at a loss all started to act after Mr. Wu after a moment of hesitation.

“Herding effect?”

After a moment, Zhang Tong's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, and he couldn't help but look at Mr. Wu with admiration.

This woman is not simple. If you cooperate with such a person, you may have a greater chance of survival!

Thinking of this, Zhang Tong quickened his pace and soon he was walking side by side with Mr. Wu.

A group of people walked cautiously through the passage in the middle of the production line. Everyone was wary of their surroundings, for fear of something terrifying emerging from a dark place.

"Brother Biao, Shi Yang, Yanzi..."

At this moment, a subtle call came from the back of the team.
Chapter completed!