Xiaoli, who was sitting by the bed, looked around blankly, her slender eyes full of blood, like a walking corpse.
A man with a face thickly painted with powder, an indiscernible appearance, and messy hair was sleeping soundly with his face facing the sky.
"Get up, get up, hurry up and go!"
Xiaoli grabbed the man's hair and dragged him out of bed. The rough cement made the former's skin sore.
But he didn't dare to mess with this tough woman.
Yesterday, he drank too much at "Ju Bar" and was taken back by this man for 300 quick bucks.
The result was a nightmare journey.
Even though he was used to being tortured, he almost died in the hands of this madman.
Xiaoli walked to the bathroom barefoot, threw herself in front of the toilet stained with yellow and white stuff, and vomited loudly.
Her voice was like the scream of a cow that was covered and beaten with a stick.
Wow!
Pressing the button to wash away the pile of dirty vomit with water, Xiaoli fumbled and turned on the shower to rinse.
Returning to the house that was filled with a putrid smell, I looked at the beer cans, crushed cigarette butts, and fast food boxes still on the floor. I found the remaining half box of yellow croaker and started eating.
Haha! Haha!
With her mouth full of soup, she laughed like an idiot.
"Xiao Ning, you really didn't disappoint me. I've been studying the script at home for the past few days."
Xiaoli has been peeking here with the telescope for about a week.
Lan Yening was not very alert because he lived in a high-end community.
The building we are in is more than a hundred meters away from the outermost courtyard wall, and it is still on the 23rd floor.
He didn't expect that someone was observing him with a high-definition telescope on the high-rise building opposite.
During this time, Xiaoli saw the whole face of Lan Yening.
She even spent all the money Su Xiaoya gave her to customize a doll from the island country.
Lan Yening's life is very regular. She gets up at 5:30 in the morning to exercise and has breakfast at 6:30.
Start practicing dance and vocal music at seven o'clock, go out to study performance at two o'clock in the afternoon, and come back at nine o'clock in the evening.
Suddenly, she saw the curtains on Lan Yening's window were drawn.
"What are you doing! What are you doing! You have to close the curtains during the day. Is it my brother's happy time?"
Xiaoli gasped and became irritable and restless.
She wanted to fly over and smash the glass, pinch Lan Yening's neck and ask him why he closed the curtains.
Isn’t it an agreement between them that they don’t poop during the day?
"Ouch! Ouch!"
"Calm down! Calm down!"
Xiaoli restrained herself, but the uncomfortable feeling was like her tongue rapidly expanding in her mouth and finally suffocating herself to death.
The violent factor in her body almost seeped out from every pore.
Meow meow!
A box containing a kitten was pulled out from under the bed.
She pulled open the leather muzzle on the dirty, skinny kitten.
"Mimi, you are just like me, trash abandoned by this world."
Xiaoli smiled ferociously, opened her mouth, and bit the kitten's front paw fiercely.
The shrill screams became more and more fierce in this rough room that was filled with dust and resembled hell.
Luxuriously decorated room
Lan Yening was turning on the TV to watch the CD.
He didn't dare to use the computer because he knew Zhang Shuya was monitoring him.
The high-definition wall-mounted TV shows Ye Yuwei dancing.
Lan Yening looked at the person she dreamed of longingly, and two crystal tears fell from the corners of her eyes.
"Yu Wei, Yu Wei, what are you doing now?"
"You know, I really want to call you and hear your voice, but I don't dare."
Lan Yening stood up, walked to the screen, slowly knelt down, stretched out his hand and caressed the lover he longed for.
"I know that I am not qualified to have your love now."
"But one day I will hold you in my arms and hear you say 'I love you'."
Lan Yening returned to the sofa and lay on the soft and comfortable cushion with her eyes closed.
Listening to Ye Yuwei's voice is as beautiful as the wind blowing through the green bamboo at night.
Siam, somewhere
Glazed tiles, towering ancient trees
A man wrapped in a felt blanket whose original color cannot be seen is kneeling in a temple house.
Seen by the candlelight like the phosphorus fire in a tomb.
On the incense table was a dark jar with a green glow.
There are various magical instruments around it, and it seems that a ritual is being held.
The man's face was hidden in the darkness, but his eyes were strange, as if they were contaminated with evil.
Reach out!
A shriveled sound sounded like kraft paper.
Huang Minzhe stretched out his hand from the blanket. In the darkness, a man with a rotten evil smell began to cut his nails, then cut off a strand of his hair and threw it into a cup engraved with strange patterns.
The dry voice began to chant incantations that were incomprehensible.
Get up!
The man stood up slowly, and the felt blanket slipped off his body, revealing his smooth skin.
His face was also revealed. What a face it was!
It was covered with dense scars like earthworms, and the skin and flesh in some places were scabbed and turned out, as if they were bruised and rotten flesh.
The dry voice began to draw a fishy and smelly oil from a jar next to him.
The man feels as if he is being rubbed against his body by old tree bark.
The fishy smell not only did not make him feel uncomfortable, but instead gave him a sadistic look.
The dry voice put a little red oil on his forehead, and he kept mumbling.
This is the way to bring luck.
Then smear the sparrow oil on his lips, and put the offered gold foil on his tongue.
This makes him articulate and popular.
call!
The melancholy black mist surged and dissipated.
A shadowy child suddenly called him daddy.
The man actually started to tremble and backed away step by step, with a look of extreme fear on his face.
Terrified by the immature child's voice, he turned around and started running in the boundless mist, trying to get away from the child who made his soul tremble, but no matter where he ran, the child's voice always lingered in his ears.
ah!
Huang Zhemin screamed and sat up from the bed, his body soaked with sweat.
Sudden
He seemed to feel something and looked towards a corner of the room.
"It's you!"
"You're having a good life."
"I think it's time for you to come too."
Huang Minzhe looked at the former with a cold face and a very unkind tone.
"You did a good job, but I still have to remind you that I saved you in order for you to repay me."
"I know that I will abide by my agreement, and I also hope that you will abide by yours."
"Haha! As long as you help me get revenge, you can continue to be your male star."
Huang Zhemin slowly got up from the bed. There was a scar on his shoulder on his back, like an inlaid centipede.
"Mr. Bai, I also want to help you, but I am just like an ant in front of Wu Jingxiang."
"I know, so I have my plan. What you have to do now is fall in love with a girl."
"fall in love?"
Huang Minzhe was a little confused now. If the other party asked him to poison, he would understand that it would harm others.
"Mr. Bai, you don't want to abduct people, do you?"
"Haha! Just do as I say, and I will arrange a chance for you." The man in the shadow paused: "When you capture her body and mind, you must put this in her mouth
.
Huang Zhemin took a look and saw that the other party placed an exquisitely carved gold box on the coffee table.
Mr. Bai then took out an exquisite gem bottle:
"This is a drop of "ghost oil" that you put on your tongue when you kiss her passionately."
"This will make her obsessed with you and unable to extricate herself."
Huang Minzhe was hesitant about what Mr. Bai said, but he didn't believe in gods and ghosts.
However, the other party's ability also eluded him.
"Who is that girl?"
"Sister Shenlong, Lu Fangxin."
After Mr. Bai finished speaking, he stood up and walked to the door: "Don't even think about escaping from my hands. You can't escape. No matter who owes me anything, they must pay it back to me."