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It was about ten o'clock in the evening, and the two thugs who fell to the ground woke up from their coma, shaking their drowsy heads, and unconsciously glancing at each other, obviously not knowing what had just happened.

Just as the two of them were propping their hands on the ground and trying to recall, they heard a man's crying voice coming from not far away: "Woo... No... Don't up...... Woo... Don't dare... I won't dare to ...... again."

Following the sound, I saw that the old bastard who came with them was curled up in the corner of the wall, trembling up and down, and his mouth was even more obsessed, crying indistinctly, as if he had encountered something that made him extremely frightened, and the ground on his lower body was already wet, and there seemed to be a smell of urine......

In the face of such a strange situation, the two unconscious and awakened thugs were completely dumbfounded, their hands were weak, and they fell to the ground again, and finally struggled to get up, but they saw the crying little bastard jumping up from the ground with a frightened face, stretched out his right hand and pointed at the two of them, crying even louder: "No... Don't come here... Don't up... Don't up, woo......"

"Laizi, what's wrong with you?" Confused by this little bastard, after the two of them glanced at each other, they became outflanked, and cautiously approached the little bastard, slowly moving their steps, while asking, "What happened just now?" ”

"No... Don't come, don't come! "That little bastard is already insane by now, how can he listen to their questions? It's even more impossible for them to know that in the eyes of this little bastard at this moment, they are not the ghost who threw him into the oil pan and fried him?!

"Hell... I don't want to go to hell... I don't want to be fried! I don't want it, I don't want it, I don't want it! Wow......" wept bitterly, howled and cried, however, the more he went insane, the more nervous the two little bastards became, and the two of them slowly blocked the little bastard's retreat......

"I don't ......" "Smack!" "Wake me up!"

Suddenly, an arrow stepped in front of this little bastard, and he slapped it with a big mouth, beating this little bastard to pieces, not giving him a chance to lose control again, the little bastard who slapped him had already pressed him to the ground, turned his head and said to another little bastard: "You go and call a car and take him to the hotel to see the surnamed Lu!" ”

"Go see the one surnamed Lu?!" As soon as he heard the little bastard's words, the other little bastard was stunned for a moment, then nodded in agreement, turned around and ran out of the alley.

Three minutes later, a tricycle stopped at the mouth of the alley, and the two little bastards carried the little bastard who was still struggling into the car, and I don't know if it was to vent their anger or for what reason, the two people almost unanimously stepped on the mentally deranged little bastard with their feet after getting into the car, and trampled him there deadly, unable to move.

Arrived at the White Crane Hotel on Xibin Road by tricycle, a few elite thugs guarding the door of the hotel came up when they saw this, and after a simple explanation, several people worked together, and then they lifted the little bastard up, regardless of his struggle, and walked towards the room where Lu Dexiang and the rest of the big brother figures were upstairs.

In the face of such a situation, the staff of this hotel did not dare to say a word, and hid far away, for fear of causing unnecessary trouble, because on this day, the number of little bastards who came in and out of the hotel and did not dress like normal people exceeded dozens!

Even if you are a fool, you can roughly understand the identity of the people living in the upstairs room......

At this time, Lu Dexiang was holding a teacup in his room, pacing there very anxiously, his eyebrows were full of worry, the reason was actually relatively simple, he called this afternoon to invite those 'gentlemen' over, but those 'gentlemen' said that they were not good at showing up before the other party showed up.

What does it mean to be bad? To put it nicely, it's called being afraid of startling the grass, and if it's ugly, he/mom/is afraid of things! Lu Dexiang has never been a fool, judging from the reactions of these 'gentlemen', he vaguely noticed an aura that made him even more anxious, this aura is called conspiracy!

Lu Dexiang felt that he was afraid that he would let these 'gentlemen' be used as guns! They shrank behind and didn't show up, but let him gather in Baojing Town with the elite of the Lu family......

Just when Lu Dexiang's brows were tightly knit and his mood was extremely anxious, he didn't know how many times the knock on the door had sounded this day, but he woke him up from his trance-stricken state again, and raised his eyebrows, very impatient: "Get in!" ”

The door was silently pushed open, and the bustling sound rang out in the room, and the loudest howl was the little bastard who was carried up by everyone...... The expression of extreme horror, the words that were almost crazy and the crying that made people shudder clearly entered Lu Dexiang's senses: "Woo... I... I don't want to... Don't up... Woo...... I don't want to go to hell... Wow......"

"What's going on?" Seeing this mentally deranged little bastard, Lu Dexiang's heart suddenly pinched.

"What about you, what's going on?!" One of the elite thugs guarding the door, seeing Lu Dexiang asking loudly, no one answered, so he had to reach out and push the little bastard, one of the two people.

After being pushed and shoved, this little bastard came to his senses, and hurriedly said to Lu Dexiang: "Brother Xiang, here's how it ......"

After explaining in detail what happened to these people in the alley, the little bastard said: "At that time, Mao Boy and I were both unconscious, and when we woke up, he... That's what he looks like......"

"Useless stuff!" Lu Dexiang scolded, and then asked, "Was there anyone nearby at that time, or was there anything unusual happening?" ”

"I didn't see it, but ......" The little bastard recalled a lot of things along the way, and when he heard Lu Dexiang ask, he hesitated for a moment and then opened his mouth and said, "Before we fell unconscious...... A gust of wind blew in the alley. ”

"A gust of wind blew?!" Lu Dexiang's brows became tighter, and faintly, he seemed to see a pair of hands slowly stretching out towards him...... The thick uneasiness occupied his heart in an instant.

"Yes, Brother Xiang, a gust of wind!" The little bastard nodded hurriedly and added, "The wind is light, but it's cold, and it's ...... And I think I'm hearing ......"

"What do you hear?" Lu Dexiang's voice inevitably trembled a little, this strange situation was far beyond the scope of what he could bear.

"I hear you...... One... A woman's ......" The little bastard's lips were a little white, and he replied tremblingly, "A woman's cry ......"

"Bang dang ......" The teacup in Lu Dexiang's hand slipped and fell to the floor and fell into pieces!

There was a small, but cold wind, and at the same time the woman's cry was heard......

All the evidence points in one direction, but among these three people, there is also a mental disorder, shouting not to go to hell, what is hell? That's the underworld! In the underworld, there are ghosts......

Lu Dexiang's spirit also began to become a little trance, and vaguely, he seemed to see a female ghost wearing a white veil, a cloak with a disheveled hair, a pale complexion, and bleeding from seven orifices, and rushed towards him with a hideous smile......

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[This chapter was supposed to be uploaded in the afternoon.,But I'm drunk and speechless.,I'm still not satisfied with the revisions.,I can only go out and wander around and come back and continue to write.,It's only now that it's been uploaded.,Alas,The days when I didn't save the manuscript.,It's really sad...... Well, ask for collections, ask for recommendations! 】