Spoiled by Eight Uncles

Chapter 309 Locked Inside

The man grabbed Lilly’s arm, his eyes were strangely bright in the dim backlight. His voice was hoarse, cold, and gloomy.

“Hello little girl, what are you looking at? Do you wanna go in?”

He held an empty sack and was about to put it on Lilly’s head.

However, before he could react, he flew out!

With a loud bang, the man slammed into the wall, causing the nearby display cases to shake violently. The impact was so strong that a doll even toppled to the side.

Drake heard this movement as soon as he came in, and subconsciously rushed over to stand in front of Lilly.

Lilly turned around and blinked innocently.

She looked at Drake and thought, “When did Drake come?”

She looked at the person who flew out, “How did he fly out?”

-Drake’s expression was cold, and he asked coldly, “Who are you?!”

The man in the gray overalls struggled to get up, coughing violently as he clutched his knees. A flicker of horror crossed his eyes when he lifted hist gaze.

For a moment, he could not tell whether he was beaten by this little boy, or he was hit by a ghost.

“Who are you?” He asked back.

As Drake stared at him coldly, the man had no choice but to speak up first, “I’m a staff member here…”

His voice was hoarse, resembling the grating sound of a saw, which evoked an indescribable sense of discomfort in those who heard it.

The man looked at Lilly and said again, “I saw her at the door, so I asked her if she wanted to go in,”

Hearing this answer, Drake frowned and became more vigilant.

How could a normal worker ask a child if she wanted to enter the workplace?

He should be telling her to leave immediately.

it was

said, “Yeah I wanna have

Drake was about to decline and leave, he noticed Lilly sticking by his side once again, shaking his hand in a coaxing manner, “Drake, Lilly wants to go in and have a look. Will you accompany me?”

hands,

Drake was speechless.

who now?i

he finally said,

held his

to follow along, and the worker swiped their card to unlock

felt an indescribable sense of discomfort. The interior was predominantly adorned in black, with several partially completed dolls affixed to one side, creating at

“clay” appeared lifeless, while nearby, a workbench dedicated to doll–making caught their attention. A ball–jointed doll artist

across the workbench in front of her were numerous doll fragments–single joints, hands, and skulls–each incredibly realistic. If these parts were not

himself and Lilly, there were only three other individuals present in

strong sense of danger washed over him at that moment.

low voice, “Lilly, let’s

“Lilly?”

turned his head abruptly and

was squatting not far away in

asked curiously, “Is this clay,

member did

his initial impression, the man before him wore an inexplicable smile and clarified, “No,

and strangely, dragging a sack while speaking.

it on the nearby scale, then proceeded to open a wooden box on the next table. With a small spoon,

weighed other things very casually, but he was very cautious when he measured the

wooden box.

at the sack

asked, “These are human ashes, aren’t

halt, while the clay mixer remained oblivious,

manner, accidentally slicing their finger with

mouth, and the doll quickly absorbed the blood, staining its lips a vivid

are you talking about little

smiled, “Oh,,so that’s the case, I’m

were merely an innocent

and

in the workshop. Are you here to