The woman's voice was low, and she seemed about to say something more when her ears suddenly twitched, and her face showed an expression of terror as she whispered, "They're coming, they're here."
Footsteps approached from outside,
like the arrival of death itself, the expressions on everyone's faces were filled with extreme terror.
With a creak, the worn wooden door opened.
A man with a despicable appearance walked in from outside, drunk, reeking of alcohol.
As soon as he entered, he cursed a few times, "Damn it, it's too hot in this room, is this even a place where people can stay?"
Indeed, it wasn't a place for people to stay, but the ones inside were all human.
After cursing, he squinted his drunken eyes at the wooden bed, then grinned, "The boss said to pick someone good-looking for him, lift your heads up if you don't want trouble, hurry up."
These people were heartless, and when drunk, they could kill someone on a whim.
