Report to the president, your actor has run away again

Tang Ruan froze for a second, then punched Fu Xin directly in the lower abdomen. 2

"Well"

Fu Xin's eyes widened. Before he could figure out why the delicate boy from before was as strong as a muay thai fighter, Tang Ruan didn't give him time to react, so he slapped him again. his face. 4

There was a snap, especially loud in the empty and dark corridor.

"Go away." 5

Tang Ruan's voice was trembling.

The smell on Fu Xin's body and the oppression of the boundless darkness seemed to bring him back to those dark nights many years ago in an instant.

Tang Ruan felt that his breathing became difficult.

He knew his stress response had begun. 2

Fu Xin also noticed his strangeness, because this slap was much lighter than the first punch. 1

Suddenly, he heard a rustling sound.

Feeling that the person in front of him was pressing on him again, Tang Ruan just wanted to resist, and directly covered his mouth with one hand.

"Don't make a sound."

As soon as Fu Xin's voice fell, there was a strange noise from the other end of the corridor.

It was a sound similar to iron hitting the ground, tinkling and clanging, from far to near in the dark, making people shudder.

"Chris, are you there, Chris?"

It was the voice of a strange man.

"Chris, come out, I, I am your fan!" 3

"I like you very much, I really like you very much, since you debuted, I have been, always"

The man's voice became a little distorted due to fanaticism, and it was even more terrifying amidst the jingling and tugging sound. 1

Tang Ruan's body micro