บท 406: Chapter 311: The Endgame of Tricky Silk_2

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Hearing Zeng Ziming's loud scream, Zeng Shiyuo couldn't help but look up.

Smack, another wrinkled old woman's cheek pressed against the window glass followed shortly by a hand that clearly belonged to a young woman. The palm pressed against the glass, her fingers bent, and her sharp nails scratched back and forth on the glass, emitting an ear-piercing sound.

It seemed as if the glass could hardly support any longer and would shatter at any moment due to the pressure from the mass of flesh outside.

Zeng Shiyuo's skin broke out in goosebumps instantly, a strong sense of fear rose from his heart and rushed to his forehead.

He could no longer hold it in, took out his mobile phone, his voice carrying a cry, and shakily said, "Dial 4747, I must... I must report... the Exorcist..."

"Dial quickly."