Just a quick calculation, you are a fugitive!

Riverside, shanty town.

Chen Baolong took a deep breath as the cold wind blew, closed his eyes again, and slowly closed the book.

It started again next door.

It's only been stopped for less than an hour, right?

How can I read this book?

His fists tightened and he subconsciously turned to look at the door.

My parents have gone to work and are not here.

After hesitating for a moment, he slowly climbed out of the window and quietly touched the window next door.

The gray curtains did not cover the windows tightly, and through the gaps, he saw an old table with manuscript papers piled up in a mess.

Inside the old table is a wooden bed that is not sturdy.

At this moment, it made a squeaking scream, but in Chen Baolong's ears, there was only the sound of rapid breathing.

There were footsteps, and he jumped up and turned around like a frightened rabbit, only to meet a pair of scarlet eyes.

It's him!

his neighbor.

Chen Baolong lowered his head guiltily, his eyes naturally falling on the two bottles of wine and a bag of peanuts held by the middle-aged man, and then he turned his head and looked into the window in astonishment.

no.

He's here, who's in there?

"Okay, you bastard..." The middle-aged man grabbed Chen Baolong's collar and was about to scold him when he suddenly stiffened when he heard the sound coming from the room.

The next moment, he violently threw Chen Baolong away and angrily walked around the back of the house towards the front door.

After Chen Baolong stabilized his body and took a few breaths, he saw the middle-aged man bending down to pick up a stone. It seemed as if he saw the bloody scene where her head was smashed and bleeding. He was shocked and hurriedly chased after her. .

"Hey, uncle, don't be impulsive."

"Bitch!"

The middle-aged man kicked open the door and rushed in fiercely.

"Bang!"

As soon as Chen Baolong walked to the door, he saw him hit the man on the bed with a stone on the head.

His eyes widened in horror.

See, see blood!

The man covered the wound and cowered in a corner in horror when he saw the blood.

The woman on the bed did not panic at all. Instead, she had time to smile at Chen Baolong, then casually put on a slightly dirty man's coat, turned around and took out some money from under the dark pillow, and showed it in front of the middle-aged man. Shaked.

"Why are you angry? I'm making money to buy you a drink. Here, it's 7 yuan."

The middle-aged man was in disbelief.

Then he got furious: "Do I need you to make money like this? You are... you are stealing people! You are cuckolding me!"

He grabbed the woman's wrist and said in a hysterical voice: "You are mine, you are mine!"

Chen Baolong at the door quietly shrank his neck.

The uncle next door looks a little crazy.

The woman smiled.

"Really? But didn't you say at the beginning that I was a playboy, that I disliked the poor and loved the rich? That's how I am."

She leaned into the middle-aged man's ear and blew gently.

"You wrote it yourself, can you blame me?"

"Isn't this what you want me to be like?"

The middle-aged man threw her down, slapped her twice, and tightly wrapped his hands around the woman's neck: "You bitch, bitch, you are all the same, all the same, I will kill you, kill you you!"

The man next to him, who was covering his head, finally realized what he was doing and reached out to stop him: "What are you doing? If you commit murder, you will be put in jail and shot!"

"Get away!"

The middle-aged man kicked him away.

Seeing that he didn't stop him, Chen Baolong entered the room and pulled the middle-aged man: "Uncle, uncle, please calm down and don't be impulsive."

It's a pity that his strength couldn't shake the middle-aged man at all. He looked crazy: "Bitch, I want to kill you, kill you, you die, die!"

He worked hard with his hands, and the veins on the backs of his hands popped out.

The woman's face remained normal. Instead of being afraid, she was smiling happily.

"Is this all you have?"

"No wonder...I still have to earn the money to buy the wine."

"You are poor, dirty and ugly."

"Isn't it normal for me to steal someone and cuckold you? Why are you angry?"

Seeing that the middle-aged man was stunned, she raised her hand and gently pulled away his tight hand: "Don't deceive yourself, you can't kill me at all!"

She smiled sweetly and pulled down the coat on her body. Chen Baolong turned his head quickly when he saw this, but soon, he quietly turned over and took a few peeks.

The woman's voice was very charming.

"Are you coming or not?"

Chen Baolong covered his face and hurriedly walked to the door.

I was still thinking about helping to open the door, but a middle-aged man roared from behind: "Get out, get out of here!"

ah?

Chen Baolong turned around in surprise, and saw the woman putting on her coat again and getting out of bed with a calm expression. She helped the man whose head was smashed and mocked: "Sure enough, only incompetent people can be so angry. I'm leaving now."

When she helped the man pass by Chen Baolong, she smiled at him.

"Kid, you are quite handsome. Do you have money? If you do, I will sleep with you."

Chen Baolong's eyes lit up, and then he felt a look of hatred.

He turned his head in fear and saw something approaching quickly.

That's...

A bottle of wine!

Chen Baolong quickly turned his head, and the glass bottle shattered and exploded on the wall.

He hurriedly squatted down with his head in his hands.

A shard of glass hit him directly between the eyebrows.

"Aaron!"

In the distance, Chen Yongchang shouted.

The pain did not come. Chen Baolong, who was squatting down with his head in his arms, slowly breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, his body stiffened and he turned to look at Chen Yongchang in horror.

"dad?!"

Chen Yongchang hurriedly ran forward and pulled Chen Baolong up, and then saw the middle-aged man came over at some point, picked up the broken glass bottle on the ground, and pointed it at them.

"It's all you, you seduced her, it's you who caused it, you all, all of you, must die!"

"All of you, die!"

He rushed up angrily, and Chen Yongchang saw this and hurriedly protected his son.

Seeing that the glass bottle was about to hit Chen Yongchang's back, the middle-aged man was suddenly hit on the head.

He looked at the person who did it in surprise.

Wang Haitao laughed dryly and hit him on the head.

"Sorry, I didn't hit you hard enough, so I'll let you take another hit!"

The middle-aged man blinked, his eyelids sank, and he slowly fell down.

Wang Haitao walked forward to support him in disdain.

But his eyes glanced at the woman: "Pretty, really pretty!"

Then he was stunned.

"No, you... you are not a human!"

He looked at Su Chen for help, and the latter nodded lightly.

The woman looked at Wang Haitao warily, then at Su Chen, and seemed to have noticed something. She let go of the man with a broken head and was about to run.

However, after running only five steps, her body seemed to be caught in a net and could not move.

"Let me go, let me go!"

Chen Yongchang was a little confused.

"No, not a human?" He asked Wang Haitao blankly, "Then... a beautiful ghost?"

Wang Haitao shook his head.

"No, the breath on her body is a bit like... a spirit."

"Right, Master Su?"

Su Chen did not say a word.

He walked slowly into the house, and his eyes swept across the messy manuscript on the old table.

Looking at the ordinary manuscript, at this moment, under his eyes, it was glowing with a deep blue, and the literary aura was carrying a trace of evil spirit, which was closely connected to the middle-aged man who fainted, and a very thin strand of it was wrapped around Chen Baolong.

Su Chen sighed lightly: "What a pity."