Chapter 2025: Put on a Sack and Beat the Scumbag

But if you listen carefully, it's so quiet outside that there's no sound of wind, right?

The sudden sound came again, and Yan Songnan felt an inexplicable chill down his back, and goosebumps suddenly appeared on his body.

In the middle of the night, could it be...

The sound of knocking on the window came again. Yan Songnan swallowed his saliva. There should be nothing outside. It was this age. There would definitely not be any ghosts. Maybe it was a cat or a bird. He thought too much.

Yan Songnan's hands were trembling a little and he pulled up the quilt to cover himself.

But soon the knock on the window came again, neither light nor heavy, it kept ringing, even if he didn't want to pay attention, he couldn't ignore it at all.

Yan Songnan wasn't actually that scared at first, but the sound of knocking on the window kept ringing, which made him unable to help but become scared.

The sudden knocking on the window in the middle of the night was really scary.

He pulled up the quilt to cover his head, but the sound was all-pervasive and penetrated into his ears.

Youyou was not in a hurry at all, he climbed on the wall outside and knocked on the window leisurely.

Inside the house, Yan Songnan glanced at the time. It was already past 4 o'clock. It would be dawn soon. He could just wait a little longer.

But before half an hour was up, the sound tortured Yan Songnan so much that he was covered in cold sweat. The more he suffered, the slower time passed, as if a century had passed.

Finally, Yan Songnan simply sat up. He didn't believe there were ghosts outside.

Yan Songnan wrapped herself in a quilt, searched around the room, and finally picked up a chair.

He tiptoed to the window, swallowed twice, mustered up his courage, and opened the curtain with a brush.

He was ready to pick up his chair and break the glass if there was anything outside.

But……

Although it was a bit dark outside, the room was bright and he saw nothing. Not to mention ghosts outside, there was not even a shadow of a cat.

Yan Songnan was even more confused, why was there nothing?

He moved forward cautiously, pressed his face against the window and looked out, but still couldn't see anything.

The knocking on the window stopped. Yan Songnan became a little more courageous. He opened the window and stuck out his head to take a look below.

But as soon as his head stretched out, his face suddenly hurt, as if something had hit his face solidly.

The strong one hit Yan Songnan so hard that he fell backwards involuntarily.

With a thud, his body fell heavily to the ground. Yan Songnan let out a cry of pain and covered his face. He felt that the cheekbones on his face seemed to have been broken. But this is not the point. The important thing is, what is it? Something hit him. What was out there?

Yan Songnan was scared, and was about to put down his hand to see what it was, when his vision went dark and someone put a sack on it.

The sack covered his head, and the next second he felt as if a rope was tied around his neck, tying the sack so that he couldn't pull it off even if he wanted to.

Yan Songnan ignored the pain and shouted: "Who, who are you...Help, someone comes...Come quickly..."

As he shouted, he heard a hoarse male voice say: "You can keep shouting, it doesn't matter if you shout louder, if you don't want to die."

Youyou stepped on Yan Songnan's neck. The strength of his foot was surprisingly strong, as if he could crush the neck if he used just a little more strength.

Yan Songnan couldn't see anything, but he felt the cold murderous aura surrounding him.