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.

was indescribably

nodded and said, “Yeah I wanna have a look inside!”

as 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

immediately raised her hands, “Don’t worry Drake, I’ll

Drake was speechless.

who now?i

said,

his

worker swiped their card to unlock

discomfort. The interior was predominantly adorned in black, with several partially completed dolls affixed to one

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

were numerous doll fragments–single joints, hands, and skulls–each incredibly realistic. If these parts were not reduced in size

and Lilly, there were only three other individuals

a strong sense of danger washed over him at that moment.

a low voice, “Lilly, let’s go

“Lilly?”

and realized

around, only to find that Lilly was squatting not far

curiously, “Is this clay,

member did

to his initial impression, the man before him wore an inexplicable smile

spoke intermittently and strangely, dragging a sack while

a wooden box on the next table. With a small spoon, he carefully added a measured

very cautious

wooden box.

stared at the sack and wooden

are human ashes,

while the clay mixer remained oblivious, engrossed

a twisted manner,

the doll quickly absorbed the blood, staining its

at Lilly, “What are you talking about little girl? Although people spread rumors about our products, we would never

smiled, “Oh,,so that’s the case, I’m sorry,”

were merely an innocent remark from a child, and had

Lilly and said, “We’re going

and said, “We don’t often have visitors in the workshop. Are you here to customize dolls? Let