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Zhang Chuning did not die.

I looked at the disappearing name on the life-and-death sign, and the bottom line of small script was still bright red, and fell into deep thought.

The slums in Yangcheng City are concentrated in the east of the city. They are ruins waiting to be demolished. Broken huts barely supported by sticks and bricks are placed everywhere.

Such a hindrance to the city's appearance, the city government lightly put on a layer of gorgeous robes - built a tall and thick wall for the slums, isolating the bustling street.

The slums are crowded with people during the day, and now they are dormant and resting, while the nightlife on the opposite bar street has just begun.

Randomly sneak into an alley in the bar street, and you will be able to reap unexpected surprises - boys and girls who hook up casually, drink crazy and smash bottles, unknown creatures hissing at the corner... If you are not careful, you will fall into a drunken lust In the gentle trap under the cover, I can't break free.

In short, the city is full of surprises and shit.

I drove around to the bar street in the east of the city, but the car got stuck at the entrance of the alley and couldn't get in. I reversed the car and heard a crackling sound.

The yellow-haired boy had a cigarette in his mouth, metal rings on his ten fingers, and a thumb-thick necklace around his neck. He had a Sha Matt rock style all over his body.

He walked over frivolously and blew a smoke ring at me, the night couldn't cover his disgustingly greasy lips.

"Beauty……"

I interrupted him quietly: "Go away."

"..."

"Hey." Huang Mao took down the cigarette, shook the ash, but did not get angry, and glanced at me: "Do you want to stop, brother can help you."

The yellow-haired motorcycle made a loud noise, and the black smoke from the exhaust pipe was as thick as the night. He led me around to the parking lot.

My mind turned, damn it, I was tricked, isn't it just a circle.

The yellow-haired boy counted the banknotes cracklingly, his cloudy eyes were sharp, as if he was proud of himself: "Beauty, brother, I have a good heart, I charge you this price, and I want to change someone else... Ha ha."

Well you are paralyzed.

I smirked, thinking I was unlucky, and the yellow-haired boy called me from behind again: "Do you know how to get out later! Don't say that my brother didn't tell you, if you are not familiar with this place, you will not be able to find your way out after a few laps." , like a ghost hitting a wall—the night is dark and the wind is high, hanging!"

The yellow-haired boy said it seriously. I stared at him furiously. He put the banknotes into the inner layer of his jacket. He blew away the greasy bangs in front of his eyes: "Don't believe me? Brother, I don't want to scare you. You will fall into my arms later." Drilling, that one is trembling with fright... Come on, come on, you're welcome."

He whistled at me and winked: "Falling in love with brother?"

Love you paralyzed, so fucking disgusting, unappetizing.

My stomach was churning, I suppressed the discomfort, and walked towards Bar Street on high heels.I met a man and a woman at the alley, and hit me reeking of alcohol.

I squinted my eyes, I don't know where to put the hands of the two of them, if there is a slum across the street, what is this place? **cave?

A street full of lights and feasting, a lot of people come to have fun. During the day, they have a dead face, but at night, the devil who is about to move holds up a pair of skins and empties people out.

A night cat sprang out from the corner, soaked in a strong smell, and jumped over my heels, as if some liquid dripped on the back of my feet, it was chilly.

I froze for a moment, not even daring to look down, comforting myself that the falling snow might have turned into water.

Ahhhhhhhhh luck.

The bar's name is vulgar, but it doesn't affect the mood of the guests. When you push the door and enter, you will be greeted by the deafening subwoofer and passionate lights—when did Mr. Yi Cheng's taste be so low-level.

I really want to be strangled to death.

I walked in, and a group of men and women looked for Uncle Yi Cheng.A naked-chested man came forward, showing off his muscular body, and the black dragon tattoo on his chest swayed as he walked.

"Hi, beauty."

I raised my eyes, and saw that the other party looked rough and wild, with a stubble on his chin, and he was full of sexy charm to attract customers.Seeing that I was silent, the other party felt that there was a joke, and deliberately moved closer to me.

"I've been paying attention to you since you came in, alone?" The other party smiled, and the muscles all over his body revealed a sense of confidence that was inevitable: "How lonely."

You are paralyzed by loneliness.

Out of politeness, I said politely: "Let's go."

Unexpectedly, the other party is more relaxed, it's nothing for a beauty to take the bait, only a cold beauty will have the desire to conquer when hooked up.

He followed like a mangy dog ​​shamelessly.

I walked in with high heels, and the drunk man lay unconscious on the bar counter, stretched out his hand and grabbed his collar and looked at it for three seconds, then with a bang, he returned to his position manually.

After finding dozens of people in this way, I knew it was not a good way, so it would not be a problem to continue looking for it like this.

The mangy dog ​​who was following me quickly followed, flattering and courteous: "Beauty, you look like you are looking for someone? Who is it? Tell brother..."

Without raising my eyelids, I coldly refused: "No need."

In the booth at the corner of the bar, the girl's silver bell-like laughter resounded lowly, and a layer of rouge and gouache fell off her delicate face like a spring flower, like a shelled egg, revealing the softness inside.

The finger covered in red Koudan poked the man's face, all of them coquettishly said, "You are so bad, I hate you!"

The man was in a happy mood, and deftly ran his fingers through the girl's hair, turning out a rose: "For you, my dear girl."

The girl was surprised and shy, and was about to take it, but unfortunately, I snatched it away, and said, "Lend it to me, and I will return it to you later."

Then, under the astonished and ashamed eyes of the girl, he grabbed Yi Cheng's collar and stepped out of the door of the bar. Behind him, he vaguely heard the girl's sharp cry—bitch.

Yi Cheng was dragged by me for a while, and after confirming that there was no one around, I asked, "Zhang Chuning is not dead."

Yi Cheng, a fairy with thousands of faces, smoothes the skirts of my clothes that were wrinkled by me, her disheveled hair is covered with the deserted moonlight, her eyes are like black stone jade, the romantic man has become an ascetic god in the blink of an eye.

He was very cold: "What's the matter with me?"

I asked, "Did you save me?"

"Saving people? Zhang Chuning? Young master, I don't have that leisurely mind yet." Yi Cheng smiled very frivolously, like a dandy: "Just now, how can I compensate me for disturbing my fun?"

Speaking of the latter, he was slightly annoyed.

I looked suspiciously at the person in front of me, is it really Yi Cheng?That divine soul that has lived for thousands of years?Or is it a skin but a soul?

"You don't have to worry about mere human beings..." I saw his expression, it didn't look like he was joking, so I changed the subject: "Why do you want to come here to be happy?"

Yi Cheng suddenly became serious: "What did you just say? Zhang Chuning is not dead?"

I nodded, and showed Zhang Chuning's life and death sign to him: "It's very strange."

Yi Cheng looked at the life and death lottery with no expression on his face: "There has been a change in Zhang Chuning's life."

After all, it was the first time I encountered such a thing, and I was a little flustered: "Then what should I do?"

He changed the corners of his mouth again, very frivolously: "The girl just now has a long waist..."

Yi Cheng's frivolous appearance made me calm down. Instead of worrying about myself being negligent, I was worried that if he continued like this, he would suffer a schizophrenia sooner or later, so he withdrew his life and death lottery and said, "Then you keep going back, it's only 5 minutes, it's time to coax women." Just right."

"The matter of Zhang Chuning, to be honest." Yi Cheng paused, his tone extremely serious: "I am not the only god in this world."

"What do you mean?"

Yi Cheng leaned against the wall and stretched out his hands to straighten the hem of his clothes. The profile of his face outlined by the dark light was hidden in the melting night.He fell into the past, reminiscing: "Six years ago, I saw the same kind."

The way he looked at me sideways made me very uneasy: "Do you still remember the kidnapping at the pier six years ago?"

I nodded, watching the feeling of the death of the one I love, heartbroken for six years, my heart has become a charred, not a blade of grass can grow.

At that time, Chi Chengnan wanted to stop the impulsive devil's upper body from me, and I bit the bloody teeth marks on his arm abruptly.

—Save her!I ask you to save her!If you can't save it!Just don't stop me!

——An An, calm down.

I took a deep breath, and heard Chi Chengnan say again: "My sister's fate was supposed to end that night, but it didn't."

His sister.

Catkins.

My childhood sweetheart, my old acquaintance, my first love, the person I love.

Died six years ago.

Her life and death sign is not in my hands.

In the world, I am not the only psychic errand.