Scumbags are crying and begging me [Quick Transmigration]

Yang Qiye kept staring at He Ye's movements.

Seeing that he drank a can of beer with a normal expression, he quickly handed over the second can, and joked in his mouth: "Good boy, you can drink a little."

The good boy in his mouth smiled a little shyly, took the beer can, stretched out his finger and slowly opened the tab.

Under his staring gaze, he raised the beer can and took a sip.

Yang Qiye raised the corners of his lips unnaturally, and continued to greet the other party for a drink, and then invited him to order food.

After a while, the hand that was holding the beer can to his lips slumped down, and the robust young man fell limp to one side and fainted.

The beer can fell on the table without anyone controlling it, and the liquor inside flowed out.

Yang Qiye's hand holding the chopsticks trembled suddenly, and the peanuts he was holding fell to the table, rolled a few times and hit the ground again.

He just maintained this posture and froze for a while, as if caught in some kind of emotion.

The rental house was shockingly quiet, and the air was stagnant, as if it had been solidified.

At this time, the wind blew outside, and the wind blew loosely on the window edges, causing Yang Qiye to stand up suddenly.

……

The moonlight was hazy and the wind was blowing loudly.

Only one or two lights were on in the far distance.

Yang Qiye was tired from walking with his waist bowed. When he walked out of the room, he looked like he was carrying something behind his back, and moved to the construction site of the unfinished building in the back with a few steps without stopping.

[call……]

Moka quietly breathed a sigh of relief, it landed on the shoulder of the master, and even lowered the consistent "voice", so as not to disturb the human being immersed in the illusion.

[It turned out that the master planned to use illusion to deal with him early in the morning. ]

It also thought that the master was going to fight in person.

Without the assistance of skills, the master would complete the task very well, and Moka almost forgot the existence of skills.

Illusion is the ability to make the target person experience an almost real hallucination under certain circumstances.

He also snorted in an unclear manner, and followed Yang Qiye with his hands in his pockets.

Yang Qiye looked around like a thief, and then desperately dug the hole with his hands, digging the soil as if he was blind, but he didn't dig deep, but he got his own soil.

He Ye approached and looked down at the middle-aged man who was flustered and excited.

The faint moonlight fell on He Ye's face, with deep eyes, a high nose bridge, and a deep and sharp outline, like a sharp weapon made of ice.

A dark cloud covered the upside-down silver hook in the sky, and the night became even darker.

Moonlight disappears.

Yang Qiye could only hear the whistling wind, his dull breathing, and the pounding heartbeat.

He staggered as if he had stepped on cotton, and accidentally fell when he walked back after spreading the soil.

He didn't quite remember what happened next, and when he came to his senses, he was already taking a shower in the bathroom at home.

The dripping water sprayed out from the sprinkler, and the trouser legs stained with mud under the feet turned into ditches under the washing of the water and dripped into the drain.

The two faces of Yang Kai and Yang Qiye's father suddenly appeared in front of Yang Qiye, shaking back and forth, and slowly merged into one face, crying and laughing at him.

When Dai Rong came home, she heard from the nanny that the husband went to take a shower and his face was not very good when he came back.

She waited downstairs for a while, but no one came down, so she went upstairs to have a look.

Pushing open the bedroom door, I heard crackling sounds from the bathroom, as if the bottles and jars inside had fallen to the ground.

"Qiye?" She asked suspiciously.

Yang Qiye hurriedly put the things away, turned off the sprinkler, and then put on a bathrobe and came out.

Dai Rong saw that he came out without drying, and some water fell on the floor, she frowned immediately, "Why did you come out without drying? Why did the problem that was so hard to get rid of come back again?"

Dai Rong sat down by the bed, thinking of Yang Qiye's appearance in a bathrobe just now, exposing a strong chest, his heart was ups and downs.

Yang Qiye tidied up quickly in the bathroom, dried his feet, put on the house slippers at the door, and then walked to Dai Rong.

Yang Qiye's heart tightened when he saw Rongchun's face full of vigor.

Dai Rong pulled him to sit down, and the well-maintained bare hands slipped into the bathrobe and stroked his smooth chest.

"Where did you go today?"

Dai Rong touched and rubbed, enjoying the slightly tensed muscles of the other party.

Yang Qiye said vaguely: "Go out and break up."

Afraid of Dai Rong's questioning, he didn't want to do that, so he kissed Dai Rong's neck.

I dreamed of strange and bizarre nightmares all night. When Yang Qiye got up, his face was terribly ugly. In Dai Rong's eyes, he felt that he was really older and his physical strength was not as good as before, and he felt a little disappointed.

Yang Qiye waited on pins and needles for Dai Rong to leave, took the car keys and hurriedly drove towards the small house.

In fact, he regretted it in the bathroom last night.

After all, it was his son, and he didn't know why he was so cruel yesterday.

It's a pity that Rong pestered him at that time...

Otherwise, he would definitely rush over to get him out as soon as possible, maybe he wouldn't be able to die, but now...

People can no longer be saved.

The most important thing now is to clean up the traces, so as not to arouse suspicion.

He was very grateful that Yang Kai came to the city alone, and there was no one he knew here.

Stopping the car outside the courtyard, Yang Qiye got out of the car and subconsciously looked around, opened the courtyard door when he saw nothing unusual, and walked in.

Yang Qiye didn't pay attention, he just wanted to quickly clean up the things in the house, strode forward, and opened the half-hidden door.

!!!

Yang Qiye choked in his throat with a cry of surprise, and stepped back abruptly, the door of the room snapped shut when he let go of his hand.

For a very short moment, Yang Qiye vaguely saw a tall figure standing on the other side of the door!

who is it? !

At this moment, Yang Qiye was so shocked that his hands and feet were cold, like an ice brick under the sun, and he couldn't feel a trace of heat all over his body.

Even at this time his mind was blank, unable to think at all.

At this moment, the door of the room moved, as if the figure inside was getting closer, as if observing him from the crack of the door.

There might be a pair of malicious, ghost-like eyes staring at him!

Yang Qiye didn't dare to wait any longer, and ran out of the yard like a frightened rabbit before the door was opened.

Then the engine started and the car drove away.

[From the dark energy in Yang Qiye's fear, 1500 points. ]

Moka followed his master to the yard.

[The target person this time is really awesome. It’s only been a few days, and I’ve received so much income. The total amount of dark energy has reached 46395 points.Most of the souls of the target person this time are probably black, right? ]

After hearing what it said, He Ye smiled lightly, "That's what makes it interesting."

Seeing that the master's face was slightly warm, Moka also heaved a sigh of relief.

The expressionless face of the owner is the most terrifying!

[Why did the master stimulate Yang Qiye to do it in advance?Why not follow the original plot?Wouldn't this lose the clue of another target person?besides……]

He Ye glanced at it lazily, and said casually: "What else?"

[Also, isn't it easy for the master to clean up Yang Qiye?Why bother to make a detour, let him do it first? ]

He Ye snorted, "If he doesn't do something, is he still called a murderer?"

[Master wants a reason to clean him up? ]

Moka suddenly exclaimed.

Thinking about it carefully, in the first mission, the master waited for Gao Jun to cheat the marriage before pressing forward step by step; in the second mission...

The second mission is too complicated, and Moka refuses to think about it.

The second task, the feeling left by the master to Moka is to make the best use of the situation.

No matter how things develop, the master just has the ability to make it play out according to his script.

He also didn't say a word about its speculation, because Moka was not that important in his eyes, at least not so important that he broke it up a little bit and explained how he thought about it.

He explained when he wanted to, and he didn't want to if he didn't want to. Everything was done on his own will.

At this moment, he was wearing a washed and loose vest, revealing a large piece of strong and beautiful muscles, and he walked into the house loosely kicking the sandals under his feet, continuing another topic: "As for the other target person, what clues are there to use?" ?”

He went back to the small bed in the house, flicked his shoes, sat cross-legged on the bed, picked up the book and read it, and said to Moka while flipping through it: "Yang Kai came to the city alone, and here he is only with one person. It has something to do with it, this place is so remote, people who are not familiar with it will not come here to take a look at it, even drunk people don't come here, who will spy on Yang Qiye's actions, and dig him out after he buried his son Take away?"

"I can't just be a random person, seeing what Yang Qiye did, after digging out Yang Kai, seeing the boy covered in dirt, I was immediately startled, and I felt malicious, so I hid him?"

"That person must be someone Yang Qiye knows and is familiar with."

He passed the judgment cleanly.

Moka quickly flattered him skillfully: [The master is still amazing!It turns out that the judgment has already been made! ]

With this premise, the reason why Yang Qiye was stimulated to "do it" in advance was naturally to stagger with the second target person, otherwise he would be met by the second target person when he cast his illusion, even if he took the initiative to avoid it, it was inevitable Something went wrong.

There are still five days before the day when Yang Kai is actually killed, He Ye has no plans to do anything, and remains the same as before.

On the other hand, after Yang Qiye returned home in a panic, he had several nightmares one after another.

Every time in the dream, it was the face of the old man, covered in dust, demanding his life with outstretched arms, shouting "unfilial son" and "give me back my grandson".

He woke up from the nightmare again, and Dai Rong asked sleepily and displeasedly: "Qiye, did you do something without telling me? Why are you so abnormal during this time?"

Dai Rong saw Yang Qiye's hesitation. Although he denied it, Dai Rong had piercing eyes, so he couldn't see anything wrong with him.

After going through several possibilities in turn in his mind, Dai Rong remained calm.

After Yang Qiye went out, she walked down the stairs and happened to see her son creeping in with a strange look.

"Chen Ruicheng!"

Dai Rong scolded coldly, "You don't come home at night again! Look at what you look like!"

Chen Ruicheng pursed the corners of his mouth, and thought, "Aren't you afraid of being scolded by you?"

Playing and flattering, she leaned over to pinch Dai Rong's shoulders, and said glibly, "Isn't this afraid of disturbing Dai Meiren's beauty sleep?"

Dai Rong chuckled, not really angry with him, asked him a few words, and learned that his son was hanging out with those cronies again, he was unhappy, and wanted to find a way to tie him down so that he would not be like this all day long. He said, "I'll give you something to do, and if you do it, you will be rewarded..."

Seeing his son smiling maliciously, as if he had found a new joy, he also smiled and told him: "Just find out what your Uncle Yang is hiding, and don't do unnecessary things."

"I know."

Chen Ruicheng looked indifferent.

Chen Ruicheng got an interesting errand, so he didn't rush to do it, but went upstairs to rest first.

After a good night's sleep, he remembered what Dai Rong had told him, thought about it, and called Fat Huai.

Fat Huai is what Dai Rong said about his cronies. His name is Wang Huai. He is fat and strong. He is Chen Ruicheng's friend since he was a child.

After the two discussed it, they drove Fat Huai's grocery cart to follow Yang Qiye the next day.

At first, there was nothing wrong with where Yang Qiye went.

He has a small business of his own, which is a small western food franchise restaurant, and he goes there from time to time to have a look, or to check the books.

In addition, spare time is to go to the gym, swimming.

Watching Yang Qiye enter the gym, Fat Huai slapped Chen Ruicheng, "Chengzi, what's the matter? Shall we go in?"

Chen Ruicheng didn't want to go to the gym, so he gave him a blank look and said, "Wait."

Fat Huai sucked his teeth, "Your Uncle Yang is really persevering. It's been so many years. After following your mother's instructions, he has carried out it all the time. Not to mention, he maintains a really good figure and looks young! "

Seeing Chen Ruicheng's contemptuous expression, he winked at him, "I just don't know if it was hurt in those years, why haven't there been even a man and a woman for so many years?"

Chen Ruicheng turned cold, and gave Fat Huai an elbow, "Keep your mouth clean."

"It's all right, I just don't say anything, Mingzi didn't see you annoyed when he said it..." Fat Huai rubbed his arm and muttered.

Chen Ruicheng's face became even colder, "Aren't they just looking at me to be annoyed? I just don't want them to be happy."

Fat Huai smiled and said nothing.

Although they always play together, they have their own ideas, and there are several small groups among them.

For example, he has the best relationship with Chen Ruicheng, followed by other people, and he is friendly with Cheng Hongming, but in fact he is a bit at odds.

In addition to being inconsistent with temperament, this is also related to the background of their respective families.

The reason why Cheng Hongming didn't get along with Chen Ruicheng was because it was rumored that Chen Ruicheng was the illegitimate son of the Cheng family.

I don't know if it's true.

The two of them were bored waiting in the car, Fat Huai wanted to go play and come back with him.

Chen Ruicheng disagreed, saying, is that still a stalker?Not professional at all.

So the two stayed in the car and played mobile games.

As soon as the game started, Yang Qiye came out of the gym with a heavy heart, and then drove away.

Chen Rui set up Ma Lai's spirit, and called Fat Huai to start the car: "Follow up! Keep up!"

Yang Qiye didn't notice that there were two boys following behind his car, and he came to the small house with a pale face all the way.

I didn't bother to look around like last time, went straight forward, gritted my teeth and pushed open the courtyard door.

He approached the door step by step, his heart beating non-stop.

At this moment, someone suddenly pushed open the door from inside, revealing most of his body.

The big boy who looked like a tall man, between a youth and a teenager, was taken aback when he saw him, and then slowly revealed a look of joy.

A mouthful of white teeth stood out against the wheat-colored skin.

"Dad, you came to pick me up!"

Yang Qiye first looked down at the shadow under He Ye's feet, and then forced a smile on his face.

"Go...you..."

His lips moved, but he didn't know what to say.

He also lost his joy, and returned to that dull look, and said a little sadly: "I won't make trouble for you when I go, I will do what I say."

After finishing speaking, he stubbornly returned to the house.

It took Yang Qiye a while to realize that his son was talking about going home with him.

He felt something was wrong, is this kid really so generous?

I wanted to kill him back then...

Or did he simply not understand what was going on?

After entering the room, he carefully observed the son who was reading with his head down, exuding an unhappy air all over his body, as if he was silently arguing with him.

At this time, it is quite like a child.

After thinking about it, he tentatively asked, "Go on, do you remember what happened last time I came here?"

Seeing his son's handsome face look up, he said with a bit of confusion: "I'm drunk, I don't know when you left, but I dreamed about grandpa."

"Grandpa?" Yang Qiye's heart tightened.

"Well, he said he came to see me," He Ye looked at Yang Qiye's increasingly pale face, and said nonsense, "Then the next day I woke up and found a layer of sand on my body."

"Dad, tell me, did my grandfather really come out of the grave to see me?"

He hesitated for a moment, then asked innocently.

But I couldn't stop snorting coldly in my heart: The son killed the grandson, the old man wants to know, the coffin board can't be held down for a long time.