Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted

Leighton was speechless.

After ten minutes, the car finally came to a stop.

The house was a villa, but the entire villa area had been abandoned previously.

The developer went bankrupt, and the assets were liquidated. A few years ago, a new developer took over and completed the final touches, finally making it available for use. However, this place was quite remote, and being close to the crematorium, property prices had sharply declined. There were listings everywhere online, offering low prices. Those purchasing villas here were

generally not short of money. Due to the unfavorable location of this house, not many people chose to live here.

The house was far from the city center, and with the overcast sky, darkness had already descended by the time they arrived. There were scarcely any lights on the road. Leighton glanced out the window, observing the willows casting eerie shadows under the dim streetlights. The more he stared, the more unsettled he felt. Quickly averting his gaze, he sat up straight.

The car halted in front of a pitch-black villa. Nicole turned to him and said,” Get out, we’re here.”

Leighton grunted in response and opened the door, stepping out of the car. He took two steps and suddenly remembered he hadn’t brought any spare clothes.

to ask Estelle for help in bringing a set, but as he turned around, he saw Estelle driving off as if

Leighton was left dumbfounded.

Nicole into the house, Leighton

age, he’s still a chicken! He needs to muster some

me record your fingerprint. If you ever encounter trouble and

don’t know any celebrities, so you won’t

wanted to decline, saying, “No need,

anymore. Buying a new one would entail paying a hefty penalty fee, which he couldn’t afford. After some consideration, he reluctantly said, “I won’t

as if he were foolish and said indifferently, “As

Nicole finally turned

there was a musty smell, and barely any

turned on the flashlight, intending to locatelthe switch. However, as soon as the flashlight illuminated the room, Leighton vaguely saw a figure rushing toward them. His hair stood on end, and in a daze, he seemed to envision a ghastly hanged ghost, its tongue protruding and its foot-long nails reaching out to strangle