Leave from the Commercial Pedestrian Street of Chongshan South Road.

Under Wen Qianyi's arrangement, a good show of being indulgent and rich was staged again.

"Big!"

"I won again!"

"Damn-I've obviously got lucky, I've obviously got lucky!" He cursed angrily, then couldn't help but whimper.

A middle-aged man in his forties let his body slide on the cold floor. He cried and grabbed the trouser legs of his friend beside him, and wailed and longed, "Let me lend another ten thousand, no, five thousand is enough..."

"Go back!" The friend couldn't bear to see his posture.

"I can win, I can win back..." The security guard dragged the middle-aged man out, and the crying sounds were heard far away.

Li Chuang's face turned red, and his fists tightly clamped the plastic chips in his hand. This small plastic piece seemed to have infinite magic power, firmly grasping his heart, his sight, and all his reason...

The 13 dark green chips were gently pushed to Li Chuang by the dealer, which represented a total of 13,000 yuan.

Sweat slowly flowed down his forehead. He touched it casually, but it couldn't be wiped clean.

Li Chuang stared at his eyes, his pupils slightly dissipated. He could not see anything, the green, red and purple were all turned into beating white dice, making a pleasant sound.

This is the taste of winning!

This is the experience of snatching them from someone else's hands, staring at the pitiful face of the losers with a grim smile, and then kicking them out of the valley of despair!

The gambling table, which is four meters long and two meters wide, seemed to be gradually blowing.

Li Chuang couldn't see anything. He was just a poor antelope who was running towards the cliff and trying to leap past. He went over and over! He went over and over! He went over and over! What was broken into pieces, what was failure, or even death... he couldn't see them all!

He slapped five green chips into the white grid of betting, and could not imagine anything else in his mind. He only had the path to victory in his eyes, which was the ultimate situation pursued by gamblers.

It was a door, a door that opened its gap, emitting dazzling light! Open it and welcome the victory behind it, completely ignoring the thorns on the road, he couldn't see! He couldn't see anything! Only moving forward and victory can make him feel the existence of flesh and blood, and the taste of living...

His kindness, his reason, and his ideals were all destroyed at this moment.

The wealth that I begged for day and night is so easy to get. The efforts and hard work of the past are not like this at this moment, even a small bargaining chip.

The most terrifying and saddest thing in this world is that he has become the person he once despised the most. When he found that hard work was meaningless, when he began to think that he had captured the trajectory of the goddess of destiny and became the lucky one in this world.

Li Chuang is lost.

He didn't even notice the stinging pain on his neck, and a mysterious yellow liquid penetrated deep into the epidermis and spread into the inside...

It was a light red halo.

The small compartment exudes the faint fragrance of special candles.

"Cheers to life for freedom!" The man was wearing a hot and high-end suit and stared at Hao Ting affectionately. Although the cup was raised high, his eyes never moved at all.

The bright eyes gazed, reflecting the light of the candlelight, including Hao Ting's own reflection.

What a coincidence encounter...

Hao Ting's face was dyed with red glow, and she lowered her head to stir up her hair. She didn't dare to look back, but her heart had already flew away, trying to entangle with the gaze tightly and trap together, just circling and blending, and no longer separated from each other.

She dared not say that it was like a dream, a dream that she didn't want to wake up.

If it were any second before today, she would not have been so bold and recklessly agreed to the invitation of a strange man.

The high-end clothes and delicate fabrics on her body were pressed onto her skin, and the cold touch seemed to bring her countless courage. Her eyelashes trembled, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito murmur: "We just met, why are you like this..."

The man spoke sincerely, still staring at Hao Ting's eyes, and whispered slowly: "Do you believe there is a blessing in this world, a coincidence, and a destiny... its name is fate?"

Before a person is drunk, love is drunk first.

The last thread was tightly tight in Hao Ting's mind, which was called reason. In her intuition, she vaguely noticed all of this, which was too coincidental, too accidental, too dreamy... She didn't know what she was thinking in her mind, and she didn't know what she was hesitating about.

"I..." Her voice had just flown out of her throat with half a syllable.

The man suddenly pressed his finger gently on Hao Ting's lips, and he smiled gently: "No, don't say it."

He slowly stood up, his eyes as deep as stars, and closer to Hao Ting a little bit.

Hao Ting could even feel the hot breath.

“Like trees grow,

Like a branch bud coiled,

Flowers,

The grass grows and the birds fly,

So deep and endless.

The goddess of fate makes you and me meet here,

Let me be closely connected with you,

May I always be intoxicated by your warmth,

Your voice.

Our heartbeat,

In the witness of the moonlight, the two are combined into one…”

Hao Ting was resisting with no strength, and was gently hugged by the man, and her neck stinged slightly... She was completely intoxicated.

Under the cold moonlight.

A man gasped and ran forward as much as possible.

His chest and lungs were like a broken bellows, buzzing, and wafting out of the gaps in his teeth, futile curses from deep inside him: "This is a madman!"

"madman?"

The sound came from far to near, from the gloomy darkness. The stinking of garbage and the fishy smell of blood floated out of the narrow alley.

Yu Ming was covering his left forearm, and his flesh and blood rolled away, revealing a terrible scar that could be seen from the bone. He leaned against the wall, his eyes like evil ghosts, staring at the knife-holding woman in front of him.

The woman was disheveled and wearing blue and white patient clothes. The information card on her chest had long been thrown away. She held a sharp bone-clearing knife in her right hand, looked at Yu Mingzheng lovingly, and murmured: "Good son, why don't you go home with your mother?"

What the hell is this place!!

Yu Mingzheng swore that if he had another choice, he would never run to Chongshan South Road with any ghost brother!

He forgot when he fell asleep. When he woke up again, he found himself tied into an alley by a crazy woman. He broke free from the rope and tried to escape, but was stabbed by the woman.

Call the police? Call for help?

If these had worked, he would not have leaned his back in despair in this dead end, his limbs were as sore as noodles, and he could not raise the strength to resist.

"madman!"

It seems like there is a kind of power gradually awakening in my mind.

Yu Mingzheng stood up with his thin body, like a crazy hyena, showing his minions and ready for his last try at any time.

No more thinking about money, graduation, job, future... these are meaningless! He just wants to be himself now, even if he gives his life for this, he will do whatever he wants...

He finally realized that what he had always longed for and was jealous of was so ridiculous and useless.

In the face of violence and madness, Yu Mingzheng realized that he did not have the ability to protect himself. He knew what he was about to face and what he was even more afraid of.

Not this crazy woman.

Instead, it is a cannibalistic society that drowns out the rest of my life.

"Go, die."

Yu Ming was grinning at the crazy woman, feeling the power was gradually lost from his body with blood. This sentence was not only a threat to the crazy woman, but also a shocking cry to his own soul.

The scenery in front of him became darker and darker, and white shifts and black spots gradually appeared on the retina. He tried hard to open his eyes, trying to finally see the world of madman and cannibalism. Tears rolled down his eyes, representing unwillingness and regret.

If I live again... I will never be so jealous, so cowardly, so... that... it is annoying.

It seemed as if the world had heard his last desire. At the moment when the sound in his ears disappeared, he seemed to hear the terrified shout of the crazy woman. The shouting drowned out the slight stinging pain at the back of his neck...
Chapter completed!