Zhang Xuliang's grandfather was the school director of the city's No. 1 Middle School. Although the family did not become aristocrats, they still had the right to buy real estate in the floating city.
Zhang Xuliang himself became the third generation of rich people.
His parents were engaged in business since he was a child, traveling around various cities and not seeing each other a few times a year, so his life was quite free.
He grew up in a fairly wealthy family and arrived in Rome as soon as he was born. Even if he had no talent, he would be happier than more than 99% of the people in the wasteland in this life.
At this time, Zhang Xuliang was wearing sunglasses, an open floral shirt, and flip-flops, and was followed by his younger brother Qian Bing.
The two came to the school's underground parking lot.
It was during the school day, and the parking lot had just been built and had not yet been powered on. The air was filled with the smell of glue, which penetrated Zhang Xuliang's alveoli, causing him to sneeze uncomfortably.
"Brother Liang, we have made an appointment and will be here soon. Hehe, I know you like ladies, so I specially made an appointment with a forty-year-old woman from the refugee area. She is more mature than Wang Yong, tsk tsk." Qian Bing.
He raised his eyebrows and gave Zhang Xuliang a knowing expression.
"One-stop service, guaranteed to make your body and mind happy."
"Grass."
Zhang Xuliang suddenly frowned and covered his stomach, "It's going to happen at this time. I have to go to the toilet. You can go and entertain me. This time I will give you an advantage."
"Remember, our principle is, don't give money. Those bitches in the refugee areas are not worth wasting our money and they are trying to climb high through us."
"I know, Brother Liang."
Qian Bing rubbed his hands and watched Zhang Xuliang leave respectfully. Then he happily ran into the car, took off his shoes, put his feet on the steering wheel, and waited for the woman to arrive.
"Fuck, this damn woman won't let me go, right?"
Just as he was complaining, the sound of pedaling could be heard from the underground garage.
Qian Bing looked around and saw a pair of old red high-heeled shoes. Then, he saw round and slender legs. Because they were wrapped in black silk, the quality of the skin could not be seen.
As if to cover up the traces of time, the woman put on heavy makeup and a shockingly thick foundation. The lipstick was not applied well, and some of it smeared outside.
She was carrying a brand-name bag, but Qian Bing took a look and realized it was a fake.
"This...is too different from the photo!"
"Forget it, it's here now."
Qian Bing was cruel, but after a while the car lights were turned off and the car was dark, so he didn't feel anything.
He opened the car door, walked a few steps, and waved to the woman.
The woman felt a little embarrassed. She looked around and found that no one was here, then she hurried over.
What hit his face was the unusually strong smell of low-quality perfume. Qian Bing couldn't hold it back and sneezed.
"Well... I was just busy with work, so I'm late." The woman lowered her head and didn't dare to look up.
Qian Bing squinted his eyes and wandered around. He found that the woman had a good figure and asked, "Do you still have a job? Are you serious?"
The woman nodded: "My main job is a tailor, and this is my side job."
"hehe."
Qian Bing laughed mockingly, and then he didn't want to talk to the woman anymore. He immediately pulled her into the back seat of the car and closed the doors, windows and lights.
"Be careful." the woman said in a panic.
"Fuck, there are so many things."
Qian Bing closed his eyes, sat comfortably, and was about to enjoy it.
However, somewhere he couldn't see, in the dark carriage, the woman took out a pair of scissors from her bag.
There were drops of water running down her black hair.
Tick tock.
Tick tock.
Qian Bing wrinkled his nose. For some reason, he smelled the smell of rotten seafood.
…
"I don't know if that kid Qian Bing is better. Damn, my stomach hurts too much at the wrong time. I'm taking advantage of that kid." Zhang Xuliang walked out of the toilet casually, holding up his pants.
In the distance, he saw his car, with the door open.
"This kid is really open-minded."
He chuckled twice, tilted his head and walked over. However, the next moment, he saw a bloody corpse sitting in the back seat of his car.
This corpse has no skin from top to bottom, and the muscles, blood vessels, and bones visible to the naked eye are nakedly displayed in Zhang Xuliang's field of vision.
Just like the human specimens in biology books.
Snap, snap, snap.
Two eyeballs fell down, staring ferociously at Zhang Xuliang on the ground.
Zhang Xuliang saw the gold pendant around the neck of the corpse, which belonged to Qian Bing.
Qian Bing was served by a one-stop service and took away a whole set of skins!
This absurd idea suddenly appeared in Zhang Xuliang's mind.
For a moment, he was stimulated by the sight in front of him and breathed heavily. He suppressed his desire to scream, but in the end, he only made a sound similar to the sound of wind blowing through a leaky air pipe.
"Deng Deng! Deng Deng!"
At this moment, the sound of high heels sounded in the dark basement.
He quickly looked back.
It was a pair of bright red high heels.
The high heels were worn by a piece of human skin.
That human skin is Qian Bing!
Weird and scary.
Qian Bing's human skin was just walking in high heels.
As it moved around, the car lights came on one by one in the dark basement, and the piercing sirens also sounded.
"grass!"
A layer of goosebumps jumped directly from the soles of my feet to Tianling Gai.
escape!
Because he was pampered since childhood, Zhang Xuliang acted crazy.
He is crazy, but not a fool.
At this moment, he immediately took off his shoes, stood on tiptoe, shuttled between various vehicles, and then hid in the trunk of a certain car.
With the sound of vehicle sirens coming one after another, Zhang Xuliang tremblingly took out his mobile phone and made a call.
"Hello, this is the Yeling City Patrol Team. How can I help you?"
"I am Zhang Xuliang from the Zhang Group, and my grandfather is Zhang Nian. Please help me! Help me!"
"..."
"Master Zhang, please calm down first. What happened?"
"I was being chased, by a pair of red high-heeled shoes. It peeled off my classmate's skin, and my classmate's skin was walking in high-heeled shoes. I suspected there was a ghost!"
"..."
"Mr. Zhang, please calm down first. Are you sure you're not drinking? Last month, you called me three times because you were drunk."
"No...this time is different...I didn't drink...you have to believe me!"
Zhang Xuliang suddenly paused in his low and hoarse voice.
With his eyes wide open and bloodshot pupils, he looked through the gap in the car chassis at the pair of high heels carrying human skin, passing in front of the car where he was hiding little by little.
The car lights ahead came on and sirens blared.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
"Master Zhang? Master Zhang...are you okay..."
"I have something to do. It left in front of me. Damn it, come here quickly or I will ask grandpa to reduce the donation to the patrol team this year."
"Okay...if you insist...where are you now, we will send someone to pick you up."
"I'm in the school's underground parking garage, hiding behind parking space C44."
"..."
"When will you arrive?"
"..."
"What's wrong? Is the signal bad? Do you hear me?"
"..."
"...It's okay, I'm already here."
On the other end of the phone, the tone suddenly changed, and a sinister female accent came.
Tick tock!
Tick tock!
Drops of cold water dripped from above and fell on Zhang Xuliang's face.
slide.
Tick tock!
It fell to the ground again.
Zhang Xuliang wiped it, and his hands were covered with blood.
He raised his head mechanically.
On the ceiling of the underground garage, a woman with heavy makeup was looking at him with green eyes, shaking her head from side to side, staring at him strangely, her wet hair hanging straight down, dripping with blood.
The woman's waist has two long white legs.
There are six limbs in total, bent strangely and attached to the ceiling.
