[BL, MTL] The Delicate Beauty Gets Hounded by the Paranoid (Quick Wear)

Chapter 13: Strange Neighbor (13)

Song Yanchen leaned on the wall, arched his back, was short of breath, and walked forward in a shaky step.

In his hand, he held the anti-wolf electric baton he bought some time ago to defend himself, so as not to put himself in danger.

Song Yanchen took a deep breath, looked at the video on the phone again, and determined the geographical position of the other party.

That's right, it's at the head of the stairs.

And it's between the 12th and 13th floors!

Song Yanchen's heart thumped, he clenched the tools in his hands, and approached the stairs cautiously.

From a distance, he could hear the security guard's moaning and moaning sounds from the severe pain.

Song Yanchen was startled, before he could approach, the sound of hurried footsteps came intermittently, and the sound became smaller and smaller.

-------- Someone ran away.

As soon as this idea appeared, Song Yanchen wanted to realize something, gripped the tool tightly, poked his head, and rushed out.

Song Yanchen covered his mouth and stayed where he was, staring blankly at the security guard who collapsed under the stairs.

There is only one small window in the dark corridor. The light is not bright, and it still looks extremely dark and gloomy.

At this moment, the security guard's face was covered with blood, especially the right side of his face was swollen into a tumor, and his clothes were also dirty. Can't stand up.

Hearing the sound from upstairs, the security guard who was on the verge of death raised his head slightly, his eyes burst out with pleading and painful emotions, and he looked closely in Song Yanchen's direction.

And his eyes full of hope turned into horror and fear the moment he followed Song Yanchen, and the next second, he noticed the weapon held by the other party's right hand.

"No!! Don't come here! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! The screaming, the broken leg made him unable to get up from the ground for a while.

-------He thought that Song Yanchen would also take revenge on him.

Song Yanchen also woke up from the shock because of the scream, and took out his mobile phone with trembling hands. He was skilled in the hospital's emergency call...

A gloomy figure stood silently in the corner, watching with an expressionless face. This scene. His eyes were gloomy, and he looked at the security guard with undisguised disgust.

Ha ha...

It's not that I didn't report, the time has not yet come.

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The man breathed heavily, pulled open the door, lowered his head very low, and walked in quickly.

After closing the door, he leaned his back against the wall, fine beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

The unpleasant episode just now didn't affect his mood too much, because he always had the opportunity to teach the security guard who didn't know what to do.

Ha ha ha...

Thinking of this, the man threw the dagger on the ground, slowly sat back on the sofa, and slowly lay down on it.

The man half-lyed on the sofa, turned his neck, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of madness, and opened some mysterious software on his phone.

The phone screen instantly switched to Song Yanchen's room.

Looking at the empty room shown on the screen, the man didn't go crazy, he couldn't hide his trembling heart, and started to play back the video recording.

That's right...

it's here.....

Song Yanchen, who watched the door open on the phone, began to slowly approach the bed...The

man's throat rolled, and his breathing was slightly short of breath When he got up, he stared fixedly at Song Yanchen's face on the screen, like a starving person who had been hungry for three days and three nights during the famine suddenly looked at a delicious food, and his taste buds began to release saliva automatically, stimulating his brain nerves, releasing Signal foraging.

It's so cute...I want to

hug...

men are obsessed with it.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a black shadow flashing in front of the camera, and before the man could react, the screen of his mobile phone was cut into a black screen.

The man's eyelids twitched, his brows frowned stiffly, and he immediately switched to a new monitoring angle, and even turned on the monitor.

Black screen.....still black screen...all black screens...

even the monitor is completely out of order...

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" !" The

man's smiling eyes slowly turned into morbid madness, his mouth let out a sharp and frenzied roar, his face twisted, he slapped his body frantically, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face was gloomy and frightening .

The next second, he slammed the phone in his hand to the ground and kept hitting the wall with his head.

why!

why! !

Who the hell!

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After sending the security guards to the ambulance, Song Yanchen stood there with a pale face, watching the ambulance leave.

Seeing the crowd watching the theater disappear one by one, Song Yanchen's whole soul seemed to be pulled away, his face was extremely ugly, and he stood there blankly for a long time.

It took a long time to come back to God and walk back.

"Young man, do you want to tell your fortune?" The fortune teller wearing black presbyopic glasses squatted on the small bench with a satisfied face, and a bunch of incomprehensible abacus and hexagrams were placed in front of him.

Almost immediately, he fell in love with Song Yanchen, who had the worst complexion in the crowd and looked the saddest, and hurriedly greeted him, wanting to strike up a conversation with him.

Song Yanchen was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to glance at the other party, but he didn't believe such charlatans, so he turned around and wanted to leave.

"Hey, don't go! Don't go!" The fortune teller hurriedly yelled several times behind him, "I see that your seal is black, it seems that you have suffered a bad luck recently, and you have a bloody face." I

don't know where it is The words touched Song Yanchen's mind, his expression paused slightly, his bloodless lips trembled, and he turned his head to look at the other party.

The fortune teller saw that there was something going on, immediately cleared his throat, quickly sat up from the stool, and continued with a mysterious expression, "Have you been in trouble lately?"

Song Yanchen hesitated for a moment, and walked up to the fortune teller , not ambiguous, "Yes." The

fortune teller pointed to the payment code next to him, showing a slightly sly expression, "Do you want to count your birthday? Let me see if there is a solution for you."

Song Yanchen After taking a look at the not-so-cheap price, he hesitated for a moment, and chose to give it a try.

Seeing that he had been fooled, the fortune teller almost grinned to the sky.

Song Yanchen wrote down his own birthday horoscope in accordance with the fortune teller's requirements. As soon as the fortune teller saw the other party's birthday horoscope clearly, his brows twitched slightly.

Song Yanchen noticed the unnatural expression on the other party's face, and quickly asked, "Is there any problem?" The

fortune-teller's cynical expression all subsided, and his eyes were fixed on him, "This year belongs to the year of Renyin, and your ugly Universiade is once again in the midst of my own ugliness, and I am guilty of the year's fortune."

Song Yanchen couldn't understand these messy terms, but judging from the other party's tone, it didn't seem like a good thing. What will happen?"

"The luck of the year is not always bad, it depends on whether you are happy or not, good things will happen if you use the god or the god of joy, and bad things will happen if you use the god of jealousy, but you..." The fortune teller looked at Song Yanchen's face The expression was very strange, "Although it's a big murder..."

"But it's not killing yourself or killing others..." As he

spoke, the fortune-teller felt a burst of nameless cold sweat on his back, and his face turned pale. .

He quickly waved his hands, and his breathing quickened, "Go, go, I can't help, you go! Get away from me!"

Song Yanchen was stunned, never expecting the other party's reaction to be so intense, and quickly Wanting to grab the opponent, "Wait, master, don't go, tell me what I should do first?" The

fortune teller was in a hurry, backed up, pushed the opponent, and hurriedly said, "Don't grab me! I am You're a fool! I can't help you! Let me go!" As

he spoke, he seemed to be afraid that Song Yanchen would entangle him, so he quickly took cash out of his pocket and stuffed it into Song Yanchen's hands, "I won't do this business, you Stay away from me!"

Song Yanchen grabbed the money and stood there in a daze, watching the fortune teller rushing to grab his small stool and the various props in front of him, and fled quickly. The posture of Hades chasing after him.

Combining the fortune-telling words and the experience of this period of time, Song Yanchen's complexion became more and more morbid, his face was bloodless, and there was an inexplicable ripple in his heart, his eyelashes trembled in the wind, like a butterfly about to fly in fear .

.........

The fortune teller ran a long way and turned several turns. After making sure that the man hadn't followed, he took a deep breath, stopped, and stood on the side of the road.

At this moment, a deep shadow was quietly cast on his body, as if the shadow of something was attached to it.

Before the fortune teller could react, a pair of silent hands appeared behind him.

The black shadow stared at him condescendingly, sneered, and pushed hard.

The fortune-teller was unprepared, his pupils trembled, his whole body leaned forward, bumped forward, and the props in his hand fell to the ground.

"Dididi!!!!"

At the same time, as the red light at the intersection turned green, the black private car that was about to turn came suddenly.

At the moment when the fortune teller fell, the driver of the private car was obviously stunned. He started to slam on the brakes at the fastest speed, and the steering wheel turned right crazily. The distance was almost ten centimeters, and the car was about to hit the flower bed next to the intersection. .

The fortune-teller, relying on his excellent physical fitness and superhuman reaction speed, spun a few times on the ground, successfully avoided the vital point, and was not injured.

Fortunately, the other cars following the private car responded in a timely manner and did not collide with the rear, thus avoiding a traffic accident.

In order to avoid secondary injuries, the fortune-teller endured the pain and quickly got up from the ground. With a pale face, he dragged his injured leg and walked back to the sidewalk.

The whole process can be regarded as a near miss.

The driver of the private car almost went crazy with fright, he poked his head out quickly, and cursed, "You are sick, you don't know how to look at the road when you walk!

" Start drifting away.

No!

It was no coincidence just now!

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The author has something to say: A

certain ghost: What do you think is the reason?

Xiao Song: Why do you say it is?

Fortune teller: It's really hard for me.

Next chapter: Xiao Song finally saw the face of a certain ghost.

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