The sky was gray, like a large pot lid filled with mist, making people feel depressed and breathless.
Wu Zihao walked on the deserted street, and the cold wind at night made him tremble.
"Damn it... Is even God against me? I'm so cold... I'm so cold..." He shook his weak body, and his mind kept repeating the punches and kicks of bar gangsters.
But he is not afraid of pain, he just wants some dignity.
Why are they all human beings, and there are countless beautiful girls around them? Why are they rich, but I am in my early thirties but I can accomplish nothing? Wu Zihao collapsed on the ground with trembling all over.
Today at the bar, he fell in love with a girl and was about to hook up, so he took her to the hotel tonight.
As a result, he was beaten by a few strong men in black tights. After the beating was over, he realized that the girl was the bar owner's girl. He admitted that he was a slut, but those people spit on him and insulted him.
Especially that woman, she said that she would not urinate and would pick up girls like a bear.
A snicker should look like a snicker.
"Damn... I'm not a loser... I'm fucking... I'm just not lucky... Luck..."
Wu Zihao lay on the ground dyingly, feeling that he seemed to be dying. The men were very heavy. He was beaten to vomit blood at that time, but he didn't want to go to the hospital. He had to ask for leave when he went to the hospital. His colleagues would know that they might come to visit him.
If you are sick, you will find that you have actually been beaten.
They will think of various reasons.
It's too shameless...
How can men do this?
And... I won't go to that bar again in the future, and my face has been lost. Maybe people will laugh at me when I pass by, that's the man who was beaten like a dog that day.
"Why... Why is my reincarnation so bad, why is my dad not rich? Why is I not lucky... Why is I not rich and capable... No! I have the ability, as long as I work hard, the sky will fall! Yes!
Fold down! Come on!”
"Ha ha……"
Wu Zihao lay on the ground, giggling, but as he smiled, he frowned slightly, blocked his hand in front of him, and waved: "Who? Who blocked my sunset?!"
"Friend, the sun has set, and I am blocking the moon."
Wu Zihao opened his eyes and a man with a hood stood in front of him, his voice hoarse.
At this moment, Wu Zihao realized that the sky was really dark. Oh yes, it was already dark. He just went to the bar and seemed to be dizzy... But no one noticed, no one cares about him?
Wu Zihao looked around and said, desolate, not a single person.
But there were actually a few coins around him.
"Fuck! I'm not begging for food!" Wu Zihao threw away the coin, cursed, and stood up with his body.
"Friend, where are you going?"
The man with a hood and couldn't see his face clearly said to Wu Zihao again.
Wu Zihao turned his head and said, "Do not care about your bird's affairs...get out!"
After saying that, Wu Zihao turned around and left. He just thought that the hooded man was a person watching the fun. He was still angry now and he was bursting out randomly.
But the hooded man smiled behind him: "It hurts a lot, right? Do you think there are so many people who are better than you or bored? Life is very tiring. No matter how hard you work, there is always someone who can step on you under your feet.
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"What are you doing? Are you sick? I was beaten by a bar, I didn't think so much... You'd better get out, why don't I..." As he said that, Wu Zihao turned around and prepared to point at the hooded man's nose
Screamed him.
As a result, I turned around and found that there was no one behind me.
"Hmm? What the hell..."
"I'm here." The voice suddenly appeared behind Wu Zihao.
Wu Zihao immediately felt cold sweat on his back. When he looked back, he saw that the man in the hood was close to him. At that moment, the man in the hood fell off. He had a snow-white mask on his face, and his eyes were crescents.
It is shaped and has a V-shaped mouth, which looks very strange and gives people a gloomy and terrifying feeling.
"You...what are you? You are not a human? You are a ghost?" Wu Zihao retreated.
"I'm not a ghost, I'm a god of death... My friend, I know you're depressed. Nine out of ten life is unsatisfactory. Why don't I help you. You just need to pay a little price, how about?" The god of death looked at Wu Zihao.
"What do you mean? What do you want to help me?"
"Give me one hundred days, and your life span is one hundred days, and I will help you realize a wish."
"Stop playing tricks on me. If you don't want to kill me, then I'll leave..." Wu Zihao looked at the god of death with a little trembling.
Death makes the way out: "You can go, I won't stop you."
Wu Zihao frowned and looked at the God of Death in confusion, then walked past the God of Death, but after two steps, his brows became more and more powerful. Finally, Wu Zihao stopped and looked back at the God of Death:
You said it was true or false? You didn’t lie to me?"
The next moment, the figure of the God of Death suddenly disappeared and then appeared in front of Wu Zihao. The dark eye holes on the snow-white mask looked at Wu Zihao's eyes: "Death, do what you say."
"This...this is what you said, then I want..."
"Don't hurry to ask for it first, think about it." Death smiled.
Wu Zihao nodded, he suddenly became a little excited. He circled around in the same place, then looked up at the god of death: "I want to become very powerful myself, I want to be like... like the male protagonists of those urban novels, like the King of Soldiers, and then
I went back to the bar, found the fat man, taught him how to be a human being! By the way, I snatched his girl!!"
"Haha...this is your wish?"
"right!"
"Don't you regret it?"
"Why do I regret it! I don't regret it!" Wu Zihao shouted.
"Okay, then I'll take you there..." As he said that, laughter came from under the God of Death mask.
Wu Zihao's consciousness suddenly became blank, as if he was asleep. When he opened his eyes again, he found that he had arrived at the noisy bar.
Some people in the bar even pointed at him.
He looked around and found that it was indeed the bar just now. As for those pointing fingers, Wu Zihao shook his head and smiled. His body was covered with dust, and blood stains from the previous beatings. Perhaps, there were still some people who remembered the scenes of him being beaten here before.
"But...if I really come back, can I really become very powerful?" Thinking of this, a hint of fanaticism flashed in Wu Zihao's eyes, and he strode towards the bar. The waiter at the bar.
He recognized that when he was beaten just now, he smiled the most.
"You, come here... bring me a glass of beer first, and then tell me, where is the fat man before?" Wu Zihao sat on the bar.
As a result, the waiter burst into laughter: "Brother, stop making trouble. It was so miserable just now. Why are you here? Take revenge? That plate is called Hei Lao Ba. The gangsters watching the venue are all his brothers. Don't you
Being beaten to death.”
"It's not certain who dies and lives. Oh, by the way, you haven't brought me the beer yet, right?" Wu Zihao looked at the waiter coldly.
The waiter shrugged, thinking that he was crazy, he was not even beaten enough...
"Here, let's go after drinking your beer. I'm kind to persuade..."
As a result, the bar waiter just said this, Wu Zihao picked up the beer and poured it all on the waiter's face. The guests and waiters passing by were also stunned and stared at Wu Zihao. The first one was the one who had the attack.
Bar waiter: "Are you crazy?! Want to die! Are you making trouble?!"
Wu Zihao smiled: "You laughed the most happily just now, I will give you a long memory."
"What are you? You are called a security guard! You are called Brother Tao! This is someone who makes trouble! It's the stupid B who got beaten just now!"
The last half of the sentence is the most stimulating to Wu Zihao.
He sneered, picked up the wine glass in his hand and slapped it twice, looking at the bar waiter: "You said, can I smash you to death this time?"
"You have something wrong with it, are you?"
...
Just as the two were cursing each other, a man came into the bar, wearing a black robe, with a snow-white mask under the black robe. From the beginning of entering the bar, he looked at Wu Zihao's back, but no one seemed to be able to notice him.
At this moment, he gently raised his hand, and a black air flowed out between his fingers, penetrated into Wu Zihao's body.
At the same time, Wu Zihao squeezed the wine glass with a snap!
He pinched one of the broken glasses and flew directly at the waiter! Buzz! The broken glass happened to be inserted into the waiter's eyes and screamed at that time.
At this time, the hooligans and gangsters watching the bar also appeared.
At the same time, five or six people came to the corridor next to the bar, and seemed to hear the movement. The five or six people were big and round waists, and the leader was a fat man with dark skin and a woman with a charming figure and beautiful face beside her.
,He is the owner of this bar, Hei Lao Ba.
"Damn it? Did this kid be beaten up just now? Why are you here? You want to kill someone?" The black boss walked over with a sneer, with the sexy woman showing her body beside him.
Wu Zihao looked at him and raised his lips: "Kneel down and admit his mistake, I will let you go..."
"Ah? What did you say? Hahaha... I heard it right, boy, are you crazy? But I think you have some backbone, and you still have the courage to seek revenge on me. I'm not a coward, I'll let you live,
Now I can give you a chance, climb out of here, and I will let you go."
"I think you should climb out."
"Hahahaha... I'm looking for death! Go! Beat the disabled!" After the fat man sneered, he gave the order, and the surrounding gangsters were about to rush up.
Death smiled and gently pushed the mask upwards, revealing his mouth, his mouth slightly opened, and a stream of black smoke spit out from his mouth. Countless black souls entangled everyone here. Their movements were slow, and Wu Zihao grabbed it.
The opportunity came to the fat man with one step, pinched his neck, picked up the wine bottle on the bar, and patted it down one bottle!