"There is always a wrongdoer and a debtor, what are you always doing to me?" I felt unbalanced and let out a loud roar.
Suddenly the door was kicked open, and I saw a man covered in hoarfrost, with a cruel smile on his face.
"Let you, the weakest one, get there first. Don't blame me. If you do, blame yourself for offending the wrong person!"
After saying that, the man shouted loudly, and a spiritual energy different from his psychic strength erupted from his body. A long knife suddenly appeared in his hand and slashed at me. He was tall, but his speed was not slow.
With a thud, he ducked sideways, and the spiritual energy strands shot onto the wall and ceiling.
Relying on the help of the spiritual energy thread, I managed to dodge a series of blows, and I was already scolding the flower director in my heart.
The man's attacks became more and more frequent, and I struggled to dodge, so I simply got up and started fighting with him.
Because my big sword had a physical body, it was better than his, and I almost cut him in half when I cut off the spiritual energy sword in his hand.
Unfortunately, his reaction was not slow either. I only left a long mark on his waist, and blood overflowed from his wound.
When I saw that the color of his blood was bright red, I suddenly understood that this man must have been arranged by someone to appear in our store, and his purpose was to kill us while we were sleeping.
With this in mind, I instantly felt confident and rushed forward without saying a word. Since he was a human being, what should I be afraid of?
Under my aura and sharp attack, the man stabbed his chest unwillingly and looked at me in disbelief.
"How can you be so strong? You are not Han Cheng!"
Regardless of what he said about me, I first swung one at him, cutting off his legs, and then with a backhand, I cut off his right hand.
With a click, his legs hit the ground, his left hand supported the ground, and he looked at me fiercely.
To be honest, I don’t understand how he said that sentence. Why did he think I was not Han Cheng?
The man didn't speak, but instead shouted loudly. I felt strange in my heart. Suddenly I felt a force coming from behind me, and my body suddenly fell forward uncontrollably.
At this moment, a hint of treachery appeared on his face, a spiritual energy sword instantly condensed on his left hand, and his body suddenly pushed forward.
At the critical moment, my spiritual energy thread directly pulled me to fly to the left. I felt cruel and violently stirred the big sword in my hand. His chest was smashed by me, his eyes lost their expression, and he fell on his back with a snap.
On the ground.
And because I was anxious, I failed to control the strength of the spiritual energy thread, and fell to the ground, hitting my head against the wall, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.
At this time, the female driver had heard the noise and ran down. She stood at the door and looked at me, and then at the body of the man who was actually dead on the ground, with surprise on her face.
I rubbed my head and got up from the ground, feeling dizzy. I turned the man over and checked again to make sure he was dead, so I felt better.
He went down to the second floor with the female driver and knocked on the door of the florist's room. There was a reply from inside, and the door was opened after a while. When he came to the third floor and saw the man's tragic death, he sighed and said tomorrow
The corpse chaser has arrived. He originally planned to suppress the man and sell it for a high price without making any mistakes, but now it seems that his plan has been ruined.
I felt strange and asked the flower director if he needed money very much. He shook his head and said who doesn't like money, of course the more the better, but it's a pity that he has a psychic body.
In the middle of the night, I was lying on the bed, wondering how someone could have settled everything before and sent the man to the store. I was thinking about whether I should go to the place where the man's body was found tomorrow to check again, and I suddenly felt chilly in my heart.
What should I do if I find something, and it’s a dangerous foreshadowing?
I don’t know how I fell asleep at night. I had a strange dream. Xuerou was dressed in red and had a long sword dripping with blood. On the ground were me, Fatty, and Li Nan who fell down.
Body.
In the dream, Xuerou was very ruthless. If I hadn't dragged her legs, the fat man and others on the ground would have died countless times.
When I got up from the bed, I recalled that feeling. There was always a sense of desolation that made me feel numb. No matter how hard I struggled, I couldn't get rid of it.
When we arrived on the first floor, the florist had already opened the door. The female driver also got up early and asked me how I slept yesterday.
I smiled bitterly in my heart and said some casual words to deal with it.
Before I could say whether I was going to school today, the flower director told me to stay in the shop and went out alone.
I felt depressed, thinking that I should go to school today. No matter what the principal said, we should go directly to find out what happened.
Until noon, the florist hadn't come back yet. The female driver went out and came back twice. Each time she came back, she had big and small bags in her hands. Seeing that the sadness she had unconsciously shown before was much less, I felt weird in my heart. Could it be that she
Out of Li Nan's shadow?
Time passed little by little, and when the flower arrangement came back, a van was parked on the street, and two strong men with black dragons tattooed on their arms got out of the van.
The flower director and the two men did not agree to come back at the same time. When he sat on the sofa in the store, he still had a trace of confusion on his face, as if he was thinking about something particularly difficult.
The two corpse movers went to the back and carried the corpses to the van. Suddenly, I saw the man who was said by the flower director yesterday that it was a pity that his body was damaged by me was being carried by a strong man.
, there was not a single scratch on his body, and there was even a smile on his face.
I thought I had seen it wrong, so I rubbed my eyes and realized that it was the man. I called out to the florist. He looked up at me and saw the corpse being carried on the back of the exorcist, and his eyes widened.
Eyes, he rushed over to stop the corpse chasers and asked them to put down the corpse.
After the exterminators left, the three of us gathered around the restored corpse and didn't say a word for a long time.
Suddenly the flower director said "I understand, I understand", and then he was overjoyed and looked at the corpse in front of him, with a cold light in his eyes.
"This corpse cannot be killed. It will be resurrected at a fixed time. If it is released, it will definitely cause unnecessary trouble..."
The flower director said that he hoped to dissect the body thoroughly and study why it could recover on its own.
I was extremely curious, but more uneasy. This is a person who cannot die. Is this kind of power really normal? What if after researching it, it turns out to be another unscrupulous curse?
It's a pity that for our three-person team, the director of the flower shop has the final say, so the female driver and I can only accept it. I don't know where the mystery that is emerging now will lead, but looking at it, it really looks like the next tragedy.