It seems that his great achievements were not spread widely enough in St. Paul's House.
That's why Mingyu dared to approach him.
"What do you know?" Mingyu was stunned. He thought Chen Yuting was weird.
"I am a god of plague. Anyone who comes close to me will be unlucky. Anyone who touches my body will be doubly unlucky."
What's more, he saw blood today, so in order to prevent the place he passed from becoming barren, he quickly found a way to return to the hospital.
No, we can’t go back to the hospital!
There were too many patients in the hospital, and he was worried that his walking plague would spread to every passing patient, making their condition worse and worse.
"What the hell?" Ming Yu grew up in the imperial city and had a good foundation. He didn't believe in evil at all.
However, he subconsciously asked back: "Then you still sit at the same table with Manshu? You don't mean to see her unlucky, do you?"
"How could it be?" Chen Yuting smiled with unclear meaning, "She is lucky and is not afraid of bad luck."
"The more you talk, the more absurd it becomes. I don't believe it at all. I will go back with you today to see if you can..."
Mingyu said that he was about to sit in the back seat. He didn't know why he was not stable when he sat on it. He fell back and fell to the ground.
His head hit the asphalt road and a big bag came out.
He was completely dumbfounded.
"Are you the reincarnation of Crow Mouth?" If you say you will be unlucky, does that mean you are really unlucky?
Mingyu's eyes were as wide as bells, in disbelief.
If this person really has the constitution of a plague god, wouldn’t he be worried about ghosts?
No wonder he slept on his desk every day at school, and no one paid any attention to him.
Even if he is willing to pay attention to others, others will not be happy to accept it.
Mingyu didn't believe in ghosts and gods, so after a while, he prepared himself mentally.
This fall was just an accident.
Maybe Chen Yuting tripped him on purpose just now in order to scare him.
Chen Yuting did not explain. He glanced at the blood on his leg.
Others see blood as red, but he sees it as a steady stream of black energy.
Black air soon enveloped the road.
Chen Yuting frowned and waved his hand casually.
A tricycle and a taxi collided less than ten steps away from them.
The car behind the taxi braked suddenly, narrowly avoiding the tragedy of causing widespread casualties.
However, it was a private car and a taxi that rear-ended each other.
There were seven or eight other cars rear-ending the private car.
Soon, the road was blocked.
The traffic police rushed to the scene of the accident.
Fortunately, although there was a car accident, no one was killed.
Some in the back were unscathed, while others only had a bruise on their forehead.
The only two people who bleed were the aunt riding the tricycle and the elder brother driving the taxi.