100k Volts Electrocutes You to Death

At 11:30 midnight, a large residential area on the outskirts of Jiaya City suffered a power outage for unknown reasons.

Seeing that the wall lamp above his head suddenly went out, Marven Ye pulled his hand out of the power socket in satisfaction. He blew on the wisp of smoke on his fingertips, walked lightly to the door, unlocked it with one hand, and pushed the door open a crack. .

Someone opened the door to check the situation. Ye Wenxuan heard several men complaining loudly. They came out from the multi-person dormitory in the distance. Some were checking the circuit, and some went downstairs. They probably went to find the hotel owner.

In the darkness, there were a few bright lights flashing back and forth. I don't know who turned on the rear flashlight of the mobile phone. The corridor was very noisy for a while. It seems that most of the people here are also night owls.

Ye Wenxuan pushed the door open a little, and found that there was still no movement next door, as if there was no one living inside.

The foreign brother in the room opposite him also came out, and occasionally took a photo with his mobile phone and found him standing behind the door, and almost yelled out in fright.

"Oh God, I was almost scared to death by you!" He came over, held his chest with one hand and panted for a while, then took the light of his mobile phone and looked at Ye Wenxuan's room: "Your room is out of electricity. Oh, I guess the circuits in this area are all over, and I just saw that the building across the street is also dark." After talking for a long time, he suddenly looked at Ye Wenxuan, took a step back without a trace, and said tremblingly: "Uh...you, why are you always Close your eyes..."

Ye Wenxuan didn't wear sunglasses when he came out, he was still immersed in his "eyes are blind but heart is not blind" character setting and couldn't extricate himself, he simply closed his eyes and continued to pretend to be blind, which was also very entertaining.

"My eyes are not very good." He showed a strong smile, especially with the temperament of a white lotus: "I can't see anyway, so I don't turn on the lights very much."

The little brother on the opposite side almost thought that he had run into a ghost at night, and was so frightened that he almost fainted: "Oh, oh oh, then you came out here..."

"I heard movement outside, well, I'll come out and find out what happened."

At this time, most of the people in the corridor had already returned to their rooms, only those who went downstairs to find someone hadn't come back yet, the little brother sighed: "I don't think there will be calls tonight, I'm going back to sleep, good night."

Marven Ye closed his eyes and nodded to him, saying good night.

After he was the only one left in the aisle, Marven Ye stood still for a moment, and then he made a strong backhand to close the door of the room.

With a click, the door was locked.

After doing this, he slowly walked to the door of the next room, and then began to knock on the door.

knock.knock.knock.

He knocked unhurriedly, and very lightly, for three or four minutes without stopping.

Even though there was no movement at all on the other side of the door, the hand knocking on the door never let go, as if he was sure that the person inside could hear him and would respond to him.

Just knocking continuously for 5 minutes, Ye Wenxuan was not afraid of waking up the people in the next room.During the period, residents of other rooms opened the door to check, and saw a person standing in the dark corridor, knocking on the door at an even rate, and they all took a step back in fright, and then closed the door as quickly as possible to get under the covers.

Ye Wenxuan ignored the movements of these people.

Finally, before he knocked until his knuckles ached, the door panel in front of him creaked and opened a crack.

Ye Wenxuan paused, his right hand was still hanging in the air and did not retract.

Behind the door was the same deep darkness, and a tall figure was hidden in it. Marven Ye couldn't see his face clearly, but his strong sense of presence was undeniable.

His nose shrugged slightly, and he could vaguely smell the aroma of shower gel.

The person at the door asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

Ye Wenxuan came back to his senses, knowing that the other party couldn't see him clearly, but he still put on a smile: "Sir, I live next door to you. Well, the door was accidentally locked out just now, I... If If you don't mind, can you keep me for one night?"

The man was silent for a moment, as if looking at him through the darkness: "You can choose to go downstairs and find the boss."

"It's like this, I can't see it with my eyes." Ye Wenxuan patiently explained: "The cane was left in the room, and I'm actually a little bit hard to walk now. Sir, I heard that you are from Huaguo, and so am I. Can you see In terms of fellow countrymen..."

Before he could finish his sentence, his wrist tightened suddenly, and he was already dragged into the room in a blink of an eye.

His back was leaning against the wall, and there was a "dong" sound beside him. It was expected that the door was kicked hard with his feet.

Ye Wenxuan bent his left arm, deftly shielding the dagger that was attacking his neck, while his right hand tentatively and quickly hit the opponent's ribs, and then he was naturally caught.

That hand forcibly restrained his wrist, and pressed his right hand against the wall above his head, and then a fiery breath sprayed on the side of his face, scalding his breath a few times.

"Little photographer, do you really think I can't hear your voice?" The man pressed him against the wall with overwhelming force, bent down and said in a low voice, "You live next door to me, and you're blind. Um?"

The warm body pressed over, and Ye Wenxuan was surprised that the other party was not wearing clothes. He grabbed his wrist and said, "You...you open the door without clothes. Did President Xing open up like this before?"

As soon as he said this, he had admitted in disguise that he was Marven Ye.

Xing Yuan didn't let go, didn't push him away, and still suppressed him with his body, he just said to himself: "I let you go back to the country, are you disobedient?" A question: "How did you find me?"

Marven Ye snorted: "Let go first."

Xing Yuan raised his eyebrows, he didn't know what he was thinking, but he really let go.

Ye Wenxuan: "Then you stand back, you have no clothes on, what kind of hooligans are you standing so close to?"

"Who is standing at the door of my room and has been knocking on the door persistently." Xing Yuan stopped sticking to him, but turned around and left the hallway, and walked to the bed casually: "If you don't knock on the door, I will I got dressed early and went to sleep in bed."

Marven Ye rubbed his wrists and followed: "What were you doing when I knocked on the door? It took you so long to open the door."

Xing Yuan threw the dagger on the bed and said without looking back, "Take a bath."

Ye Wenxuan's mouth twitched.

This guy was washing before the power outage, and after he killed all the circuits in this area, other people in the hotel rioted for a while, but this guy was unmoved, and continued to wash in the dark.

When the two confronted each other in the entrance, Marven Ye didn't feel the water vapor, but could smell the fresh beard cream. It must be that when he knocked on the door before, Xing Yuan wiped his body in a leisurely manner. The razor provided by the hotel even shaved my beard!

Just thinking about it makes my tooth hurt.

Ye Wenxuan thought to himself: If it wasn't for his mission goal, he would have electrified the whole room to breakdance.

When he walked into the back room, Xing Yuan had already put on his pajamas.

Because there was no battery, Xing Yuan turned the phone out, turned on the rear flashlight, and then picked up the pair of glasses he put on the bedside table.

After studying it carefully for a while under the light, he said to the young man walking towards this side: "You found me through it?"

"The tracker is hidden in the temple, and it has a limited range, so I came to Jiaya City first, and found you through it." Marven Ye pulled a chair and sat down, looked up at him to check the glasses, and said calmly: "I'm not sure if you're in Jiaya, and I don't know if you'll throw it away and use your glasses to find you. It's just a gamble, but I didn't expect the bet to win."

Xing Yuan easily broke off the two mirror legs, and knocked on the bedside table casually.

The temples of this pair of silver-rimmed glasses are made of nylon, with wide ends and a bit old-fashioned shape, showing a bit of retro flavor.

"If the weights of the two boots are different, you may have already noticed the clue." Marven Ye pointed out, "It's the one on the right."

Before he could finish his sentence, Xing Yuan picked up the left mirror leg and took off the foot cover in two or three strokes.

His strong fingers started along the end of the fracture, crushing the anklet bit by bit. Soon, Xing Yuan stopped, put one end upside down in the palm of his hand, and pounded the palm twice with all his strength. something.

Through the light of the mobile phone flashlight, both of them could clearly see the tracker the size of a grain of rice.

Xing Yuan looked at the young man in the chair with a half-smile: "The one on the right?"

Marven Ye: "Ahem..."

"From my side, it is indeed the one on the right. I will take care of your sense of orientation next time." He looked very calm, as if it was just a small mistake: "You also took off the glasses, this little thing can Give it back to me? After all, it’s quite expensive, and if it breaks, I have to pay for it..."

Xing Yuan squeezed the tracker when he heard the words: "Oh, who is the compensation for?"

Ye Wenxuan: "You have already guessed who I am, and you still can't figure out where this thing is made?"

"If you don't admit it yourself, then some of my guesses will always be just vague conjectures." Xing Yuan glanced at him and threw the miniature tracker to him.

He used a bit of force, the tracker brushed Ye Wenxuan's finger and flew out, almost falling into the darkness.

Between these tiny particles, a nearly non-existent ionized tail firmly grasped it.

The momentum of the advance was blocked, and the tracker was pulled back along with this force, and it just landed in Marven Ye's open palm.

This movement was too fast, but Xing Yuan still caught it.

He leaned against the wall next to the bedside table, crossed his arms, and quietly looked at the uninvited young man.

"Someone shot me in the head this morning while I was giving a speech at Wisshall University."

"Oh?" Ye Wenxuan lowered his head and touched his pockets. He didn't bring a wallet when he went out, so he could only carefully put the tracker into his jeans pocket.

"When the bullet flew towards me, I saw it, but the gunman shot too close, and I expected it to penetrate my skull. If I was unlucky, it might get stuck in my brain, in the frontal lobe area. A big hole came out." Xing Yuan looked down at his movements, and his tone was extremely calm, as if he was not talking about his own brain.

"At that moment, I saw a power grid." Xing Yuan said, "It intercepted the bullet and saved my life."

Marven Ye finally put the tracker away, and glanced up at him: "Oh, so?"

Xing Yuan's blue eyes became deeper and deeper in the dark night, he said slowly: "What I saw today is far more than that."

"I want to ask you again." He stared at the calm young man with a smile on his lips: "Are there lightning bolts hidden in your eyes?"

Marven Ye didn't speak.

After a while, he finally stretched out his right hand, with the palm facing up, and his five fingers bluffing.

First, there is a small handful of undetectable ionized weak light, which has almost no sense of existence under the glare of the mobile phone flashlight.

But then, the discharge pulses followed one after the other, and they quickly completed a step leading. The bright blue miniature lightning had begun to take shape, but then it did not make any other movements, just suspended above Marven Ye's palm, like a magnificent hologram The image attracts the onlookers to reach out and touch it.

Ye Wenxuan leaned back in the chair casually, holding the lightning in his palm, and the young man's brows and eyes were slightly lowered, as if he was just holding something very ordinary.

His black eyes were refracted by the electric arc, and his expression was both indifferent and lazy, like a dormant hunter repeatedly adjusting the sharp weapon in his hand.

Xing Yuan lived to be [-] years old and had never met such a person.

It would be an exaggeration to say that Marven Ye is an extremely beautiful woman, but with such powerful superpowers, his own personal charm has not been compared, but has made people linger more and more, only Marven Ye is alone.

Xing Yuan stared at the lightning bolt, and after a while, he smiled.

"As a reward for your frank treatment, then I think we should also show our due kindness."

He clapped his hands and said in a low voice, "Cherno, come out."

The author has something to say:

#### The little theater is fake! ! ####

Ye Wenxuan [closed eyes]: "Hello, I'm your neighbor next door. I'm blind, and I forgot my key when I went out. Do you think I'm miserable?"

Xing Yuan: Damn mentally retarded.

Ye Wenxuan [squints his eyes]: "Oh, I'm in...why don't you wear clothes?! Smelly rascal!"

Xing Yuan: "Aren't you blind?"

Marven Ye: "..."

Marven Ye: "Tsk, [-] centimeters."