This supermarket is not right [Honghuang]

After Haotian left, Fang Zhe was still sitting on the counter.Looking at the crowd coming and going outside the door, he sighed softly.The streets are full of traffic and people, and it is also the peak time of getting off work.On the crowded street, the sound of cars kept ringing.

Fang Zhe half-closed his eyes and yawned lightly.Maybe because he didn't have a good rest last night, he wants to sleep a little bit now.

"Dididi——" the sound of cars kept pouring in, Fang Zhe frowned.At this time, a customer came in. He was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and had been picking through the shelves for a long time.In the end, he brought a pack of instant noodles and a bottle of water to Fang Zhe to pay the bill.

Shanhai City is neither big nor small.In recent years, due to the vigorous development of tourism in Shanhai City.Scenic spots have sprung up like mushrooms after the rain, and the increase in tourist sources has naturally increased the government's fiscal revenue.And the lives of ordinary people are getting better and better. The newly developed urban area is on the left side of this street.There is not much traffic there yet, the old town is on the right side of the street.Now there is a lot of people, so lively.

One night, many customers bought some snacks and the like.Seeing that the pointer pointed to twelve, Fang Zhe counted the money silently, and stepped forward to close the store.

With a click, the door was pushed open by the young man.The young man looked a little embarrassed, and he smiled weakly at Fang Zhe.Fang Zhe was taken aback, this young man seemed to be the one who was fooled into buying A4 paper by Haotian, right?Could it be that you asked yourself to refund the money?Fang Zhe took a few steps back and asked with a smile, "You—I'll give you back your money right now!"

The young man was taken aback, and smiled wryly, "Boss, what are you kidding!" Fang Zhe shook his head, "I'm not joking!" The young man looked back at the dim lights on the street outside the supermarket, "It's too late, boss, you'd better hurry up I have a Celestial Master Talisman!"

"What?" Fang Zhe didn't understand what the young man meant. Does he still want to buy A4 paper?But, it's not good for him to do so.Is this considered to be fooling customers, if it is exposed on the Internet.His reputation is rotten, and he will be rejected even if he is looking for a job in the future.

The young man looked at Fang Zhe who was thinking wildly, feeling a little anxious.He quickly took a look at the boss in front of him, his attention was all on Haotian before.Only then did he notice that the supermarket owner in front of him didn't have the slightest aura on him.what to do?The young man's expression was rather anxious, this boss has no spiritual power, if that thing came after him.Would not it be--

Miserable, is the sky going to kill me!The bitter smile on the corner of the young man's mouth grew stronger and stronger.Fang Zhe looked at the young man in confusion, "That's A4 paper, what kind of magic are you possessing?"

"Boss, hurry up!" The young man raised his head, his resolute eyes shining brightly in the night. "Go? Where are you going?" Fang Zhe looked at the young man. If you want me to pay back the money, I will just pay you back.What does it mean to let me go, do you still want to rob?

Thinking of this, Fang Zhe's bright black eyes rolled a few times.He quietly moved to the counter, holding the phone tightly.The young man looked very nervous, and his fair face was covered with a fine layer of sweat.

Fang Zhe felt a little weird, maybe he really wanted to rob.Looking at the empty street outside the door, only the dim lights were flickering.The phone in his hand was covered with sweat, and after a long silence, Fang Zhe took a deep breath and said, "You, don't get excited!"

The young man seemed to be getting closer, "I said, you—" Pata, the light outside the door didn't know what happened.All of a sudden it went out, watching the dark street.Fang Zhe swallowed hard, he is also very nervous now.He must deal with this gangster, judging from his appearance, it should be the first time he commits a crime.

Thinking of this, Fang Zhe quietly stepped back a few steps in a defensive posture.The young man is now looking out of the supermarket with a vigilant expression, and has no time to pay attention to the change in Fang Zhe's expression.

His breathing became louder and louder, and the fine layer of sweat on his forehead never faded away.Even the short sleeves on his body were soaked with sweat.In the cold wind, it is very eye-catching.

Da da da, footsteps gradually came from a distance.The young man's heart was beating non-stop, he took a deep breath and put his hands in his pockets.Fang Zhe stood in front of the counter and did not speak. The young man was panting heavily, looking a little weird in the supermarket where the smell of needles could be heard.

Biting his lip, Fang Zhe was thinking about whether he should call the police uncle.The door of the supermarket was pushed open. Fang Zhe was looking down when he heard the sound of the door being pushed open.

"Let's go—" the young man roared, his voice was urgent and full of energy.Fang Zhe frowned, and staggered a few steps in cold sweat.When the door was pushed open just now, there was nothing.How did the door get pushed open?Could it be that the real meaning of this young man telling him to go is——

With a "snap", Fang Zhe's cell phone, which he was holding tightly in his hand, fell to the ground.A chilly wind blew past Fang Zhe's side, and there seemed to be some mumbling voices.Fang Zhe shuddered, looking at the young man's face as if he was facing a big enemy.Fang Zhe is afraid in his heart, if we say what human beings are most afraid of.It must be the fear of the unknown, and the fine sweat on the forehead kept rolling down on the ground.The cool wind seemed to drop the temperature in the supermarket to below zero, and Fang Zhe's body began to shiver from the cold.

"Be careful!" The young man shouted, took out a piece of yellow paper from his pocket and threw it in front of him.The yellow paper did not fall on the ground, but drifted with the cold wind.With a whoosh, the yellow paper stuck in the air, and a strange scream rang out in the supermarket.Fang Zhe's face turned pale, and he leaned against the wall, swallowing his saliva.The cold sweat on his forehead almost covered his eyes, "Why, what's going on?"

The scream was harsh, short and rapid.The incandescent lamp made a buzzing sound, and Fang Zhe was frightened and lost his position.He picked up the glass bottle in the corner and stood tremblingly in the corner.

The young man was breathing rapidly, and the sound of wheezing and wheezing made the supermarket look even more weird.

The heartbeat of "dong dong dong" sounded powerfully in Fang Zhe's body, and the young man licked his lips.His face was also pale, and his hands were tightly clenched into fists.Seeing that the yellow paper was motionless, he made a "gudong".The young man's throat rolled, and he turned to Fang Zhe, who was squatting in the corner trembling, and said, "Boss, hurry up with the Celestial Master Talisman—or we will all die!"

When Fang Zhe heard the young man's words, the chill went deep into his bones.With a chill down his spine, he hurriedly stumbled up and walked to the counter.His brain was in a mess, and he hurriedly put the glass bottle on the counter.With trembling hands, they rummaged randomly on the counter.

Where did the A4 paper go?He remembered that the A4 paper was the Celestial Master Talisman that Haotian and the young man said.Whether it is useful or not, you have to find it now.Fang Zhe was rummaging, but the yellow paper was blown up by the cold wind.The young man saw that the yellow paper was turbulent, his heart was beating rapidly, he bit his lips and looked ahead.Because of being so focused, even his lips ooze blood.

not here?Fang Zhe's rummaging speed was much slower than usual.His hands were shaking so much that he couldn't hold things at all, so he could only rummage through them slowly.

He remembered that Haotian put the pile of A4 papers in the drawer, he squatted down hastily, and opened the drawer with shaking hands. The sound of "dong dong dong" is not inferior to the footsteps just now.The young man was heartbroken, and followed Fang Zhe's speed.The yellow paper was almost blown up by the cold wind, Fang Zhe's heart was beating fast.His pale face looked extremely terrified, and he never thought that he would encounter such a thing one day.

It's really bad luck, Fang Zhe cursed in his heart.

He picked up the stack of A4 papers and snapped.The stack of A4 papers fell directly on the counter because of Fang Zhe's trembling hands. "This...here!" After speaking, Fang Zhe hugged the glass bottle tightly, and staggered to the base of the wall.For some reason, he always felt that holding this glass would make him feel more at ease.

Although, his body was still trembling.

The young man took a quick look at the counter, with a strange look on his already pale face, "That's just A4 paper!" Fang Zhe shook, "I've already said that what you are holding is A4 paper! "

"Clatter!" The yellow paper was blown away by the wind, and that weird feeling hit my heart again.With a chill down his back, Fang Zhe closed his eyes and hugged the glass bottle tightly.

The water in the glass bottle was shaking constantly, and Fang Zhe was meditating on Marxist social philosophy in his heart.The body trembled uncontrollably, and the young man staggered back a few steps.It's over!Unwilling, the young man gritted his teeth and took out a small and exquisite long sword from his pocket.The long sword is crystal clear, exuding a charming halo under the incandescent lamp.

The young man squeezed the sword tightly into his sweaty hands, and took a deep breath.The young man looked as if he had fought with him, and veins appeared on his face.

"Pa-ta, pa-ta..." the incandescent light flickered on and off, and Fang Zhe shrank into a ball in fear.Continue to recite Marx's attention silently in my heart, and close my eyes tightly.The young man looked at the flickering incandescent lamp, and threw out the crystal clear sword in his hand.

The little sword chirped in the air, shining a layer of blue light under the light.A wave of air kept rushing forward with the blue light, but Fang Zhe, who had just opened his eyes, was shocked by the flashing figure in front of the empty one.

It was a pale woman with long hair blowing in the wind.Those lifeless eyes were bloodshot, looking into Fang Zhe's eyes made Fang Zhe shudder.As if being dragged into the abyss by her. "Boom", the sound was like thunder.Kacha, the crystal clear sword fell to the ground and broke into two pieces.

"Hiss!" The young man took a few steps back, his face became paler and full of powerlessness.He stared at the woman, licked his lips, and his brain was running fast.Thinking about what other methods she could use to get rid of this thing, the woman slowly walked towards the young man.

Those empty eyes were full of anger.The young man took two steps back unconsciously and clenched his hands.The woman suddenly turned her head to look at Fang Zhe, she seemed to be attracted by something.

"Run!" The young man yelled, Fang Zhe trembled.He felt a gust of cold wind blowing towards his face, and the biting wind froze the blood flow all over his body. "No...don't..." Fang Zhe's hands trembled more and more, and his lips trembled violently.With a snap, Fang Zhe pulled out the willow branch and shook his hand.The glass bottle fell to the ground, shattered.