The night is dark and the time is late autumn, so it is inevitable to feel a bit cool. Even the prosperous areas that are usually bustling with people, the glitz and glamor of singing and dancing all day long, and the feasting and feasting, seem to have faded a lot.
A man in gorgeous clothes staggered out of a bar. He pushed away two male waiters who were supporting him and cursed: "Get out of here! I'm not drunk!"
"Director Jiang, should I send someone to pick you up?" The person in charge of the bar, a middle-aged man with sparse hair but a bright face, came up with a smile and supported the man called "Director Jiang" and said
He winked at the two male waiters.
The two waiters understood and immediately returned to the bar.
The face of the man known as "Director Jiang" was red, and the powerful force of high alcohol had paralyzed his nerve center.
He half-smiled, half-cryed and narrowed his eyes slightly, and said to the bar manager with thin hair: "Don't I have a driver? Do you want you to send someone to pick me up? I'm in a bad mood, do you understand! You know nothing!"
The man's tone was always arrogant and arrogant.
"Yes, yes." The person in charge of the bar still kept smiling, "But, Director Jiang...the usually busy road at the corner not far ahead is installing pipes, so it is impassable, and...
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"Nonsense! Do you think I'm drunk? I'm sober! I'm going to take the path! I'm going to blow - the wind - by the way." The man's eyes were blurry, and his tongue was already tied when he spoke.
"I - tell you - stop fucking bothering me!" The man known as "Jiang Dong" threw away the support of the bar manager and walked tremblingly towards the darkness ahead.
"Hey. The old residential area ahead is being demolished, how dangerous it is..." The bar manager sighed.
At this time, a young waiter came out and said something to him respectfully.
He looked at the darkness not far ahead and the figure with unsteady steps and swaying from side to side, and sighed again.
"I hope he can seek happiness for himself. I hope he won't end up with an incomplete body again..."
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Under the dim street lights, a staggering figure walked from far to near. It was the man named "Director Jiang" just now.
The alcohol from three bottles of vodka continued to spread in his body. He only felt that his head was getting more and more dizzy, his steps were getting lighter and lighter, and his eyes were getting more and more blurred...
His half-open eyes were cloudy, and a few tears did not fall, rolling in his yellow-brown eyes.
He was in an extremely bad mood today. The pain of bereavement made his heart hurt violently, and he had nowhere to vent his strong hatred. So, just after coming out of the police station, he went to the bar to drink. He also ordered a few of his men,
No one is allowed to disturb him or come to pick him up.
Seeing his furious look, no one among his men dared to say a word, and no one dared to disobey his orders. So the whole night, he was soaked in high alcohol, relying on the numbness of alcohol to soothe his mind.
of anger and resentment!
He walked forward step by step, walking into the darkness.
The asphalt road with street lights has come to an end. The road ahead that turns right is just as the person in charge of the bar said, the pipes are being installed, so the middle of the road has been dug up. There is a sign in front of the road that says, "This is the place."
"Construction, please detour" sign.
He spat, cursed a few words vaguely, turned left and right, and wound around the head of a small road. In his memory, there were some old buildings on both sides of the small road.
Of course, this memory originated from when he was in China four years ago.
"Bah! Slums! This is a fucking place where people live!" He almost tripped over a curb stone protruding from the roadside under his feet, and cursed bitterly.
The old residential areas in this area were being demolished, so the street lights were no longer working. The dark night spread in front of him, which actually made him feel guilty.
However, with the help of alcohol, he gradually became more courageous, and continued to move forward while cursing.
There are dented masonry and trees along the road, as well as some dead trees that have been cut down, with dry branches stretched out in random directions. Looking from a distance, the dark sides are full of ruins, shadowy in the dark night.
Coupled with this lonely and empty autumn feeling, it is infinitely terrifying.
Even though he was very drunk, he still knew that going home first was the first priority.
But there are three things people are anxious about. After drinking those few bottles of wine, he had not had time to "open the floodgates and let the water out", but now he could no longer bear it.
He looked around at the dark surroundings. How could there be any public toilet in this place where birds didn't poop, so he simply stood by the road and "solved it on the spot".
"After the water was drained," he felt comfortable for a while. At this time, his half-open and half-closed drunken eyes suddenly noticed a dark shadow flashing across his eyes!
He was stunned, opened his eyes and looked around, seeing nothing but darkness.
"Dazzled? Are you really drunk?" He murmured a few words with his lips moving indifferently, then turned around and prepared to continue walking.
At this time, a gust of cold wind poured into his collar from behind! His hair stood up instantly and he shivered!
"Heh..." came a low, hoarse voice. It was so empty that it was hard to figure out where to go.
He suddenly woke up a lot and stood there without daring to move, paying careful attention to the movements around him.
"Ha..." Another voice sounded. It was hard to distinguish between male and female. It was low and empty... and this voice... was clearly someone blowing on the back of his neck!
Immediately, a drop of cold liquid dripped onto the bridge of his nose.
He shivered and touched his nose. There was a sticky feeling where he touched it, and a faint fishy smell stimulated the nerves in his nose...
He didn't dare to turn his head or raise his head, he just stayed in place.
He knew... there was something behind him...
He slowly lowered his head and looked at the ground... Under the pale moonlight, his figure was very shallow.
...However, next to his shadow, there was a dark gray shadow! ...Only the head and lower body overlapped with his own figure!
He looked at the gray-black head next to his shadow on the ground in shock, his body stiff and numb.
At this time, in his sight, the shadow with a human head suddenly grinned and sneered, revealing its white teeth!
"Ghost!" He was completely drunk and sober! He rushed madly into the darkness ahead, stumbling and stumbling along the way, running forward in the darkness without looking back!
"Hehe..." A sinister laughter sounded in his ears!