Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

The shackles around his neck became tighter and tighter, and his eyes began to blur.

It's so miserable, why is it so difficult to be the protagonist, all kinds of pitfalls are fine, life is not guaranteed.

"whee."

The creepy laughter came again, this time not at his feet, but in his ears, and a dark cloud was covering his face like a thick mist.

Then Fang Zhuo felt his hair being grabbed by something, and his scalp hurt like it was being torn.

Fuck, what the hell is this guy trying to do!

Fang Zhuo was in pain and fear. He tried his best, but he could only let out a ho-ho gasp from his choked throat.

I'm going to die, I'm really going to die this time.

Probably because of the congestion in the brain, the eye sockets are a little hot, and all the physical pain can't match the sorrow of facing death at this moment.

Just when he thought he was about to see the white light of death, a sharp scream sounded in his ear, and his eardrum was almost punctured.

The broken consciousness re-condensed, Fang Zhuo covered his neck with lingering fear, blinked his eyes, and found that the light on the ceiling was on, flashing and flashing with the sound of electric current.

Two steps away from him, a man in a shirt and trousers was pinching a frail baby and pushing it against the wall.

The man's skin was cold and pale, without any color, but he had a familiar face.

Fang Zhuo's mouth trembled, and he almost burst into tears.

For the rest of his life, he truly felt the difficulty and fragility of life.

"Jiang..." Fang Zhuo promptly swallowed the name that the pervert didn't like, and changed to a friendly nickname, "Yanyan."

The pervert turned his head slightly, as a response, and exerted force with his hand, the child's shrill cry became louder and louder, mixed with mournful resentment.

There was only a bang, and the spotlight on the ceiling exploded, and tiny fragments fell down.

Fang Zhuo stood up against the wall, patted his chest, and took a few deep breaths, the suffocation feeling eased a lot.

He looked at the choked baby from a long distance.

With a big head and a small body, slender limbs and obvious ribs, Fang Zhuo suspected that he might have been starved to death.

Probably feeling Fang Zhuo's gaze, the baby suddenly stopped struggling and turned to look over.

There were no whites in those eyes, they were all black. He opened his mouth slowly and stiffly, and smiled again.

Fang Zhuo shivered, feeling terrified, and had the illusion of being targeted by a poisonous snake, which reminded him of a person he had met during the day, Bai Jinshan.

"He's...be careful!"

The yin energy on the child's body exploded, turning into black smoke, wrapped around the hand of the pervert, trying to infiltrate his own yin energy into the soul body, and then swallow it up.

"Not a little courage." The pervert narrowed his eyes gloomyly, and directly penetrated the child's chest with a hand.

The crying of the child became louder and louder. Even the property security guards patrolling outside were alarmed. They looked around with a flashlight and quickly found the source of the sound.

"who!"

The security guard yelled, and the crying stopped abruptly.

The child in the pervert's hand disappeared, leaving only a small paper doll with a hole poked in the upper half lying quietly on the ground.

The situation changed so fast, Fang Zhuo was still a little dazed, and waited until the security guard walked in quickly, and then he made up an excuse, "I'm here to accompany my friend to work overtime."

The lights in the corridor were still flickering strangely, and there was an abnormal coolness around.

Feeling inexplicably weak, the security guard stared at Fang Zhuo for a few seconds, "You brought the child here? I just heard a child crying."

And judging from the crying, the child should be very young.

It’s okay not to say anything, but as soon as Fang Zhuo said it, he thought of a face with a sly smile.

He shook his head hastily, "No, I didn't bring the child with me, and I came to see the child only when I heard it crying."

The security guard looked suspiciously around Fang Zhuo, but did not find the child.

He touched the chilly back of his neck, walked into the bathroom at the back, and opened the doors of every cubicle to have a look.

As the compartments were opened one by one, the security guard's face became paler and paler.

The crying just now was too loud, besides him, several other colleagues on duty also heard it.

However, the facts in front of him tell him that, let alone a child, there is not even a ghost on the fifteenth floor.

At this moment, various supernatural stories came to mind.

The security guard tried his best to resist the urge to escape, and retreated into the corridor with weak legs, "You heard the crying just now, right?"

Not only heard, but also seen.

Fang Zhuo touched the goosebump on his arm, nodded and said, "I heard it."

The security guard trembled all over, his voice trembling, "I, my colleagues and I heard the crying downstairs, but up here..." He shrank and squeezed the flashlight tightly, "Our building is not haunted, is it?"

After all, the development zone used to be a wasteland, and many graves were buried. Who knows if bones were dug out under this building.

Fang Zhuo pretended to be relaxed, "Where did the ghost come from in this world, I think it must be a prank."

Hearing what he said, the security guard felt less fear in his heart, "Yes, it must be a prank."

He quickly changed the subject, "You should leave early after you accompany your friend to work overtime. It will rain heavily later."

Fang Zhuo nodded, "We'll leave right away."

Seeing that the young man had a good attitude, the security guard responded vaguely, turned around and left, and when he was about to turn a corner, he suddenly turned his head and glanced back.

The young man was still standing there, his lips moved, as if he was... talking to someone...

The security guard was staggered by this realization, desperately, and rushed into the elevator as fast as he could.

Fang Zhuo picked up the broken paper figurine and shook it in the air.

"Brother Ah San, do you know what this is?"

"Wait a minute, let me check the information for you." Within a few seconds after 233 dropped the words, a line of words appeared in front of Fang Zhuo's eyes.

[Infant ghost, that is, a baby who died suddenly, has a lot of resentment and yin, hobbies: pranks, cannibalism, and devouring souls. 】

Thinking of the baby ghost's attempt to use Yin Qi to invade the body of the sex ghost, Fang Zhuo looked nervously at the sex ghost, "Are you alright?"

"I have something to do." The pervert said in a deep voice, bent over and buried his head on Fang Zhuo's shoulder, "I'm not happy."

The cold breath swept over the side of the neck, Fang Zhuo subconsciously tilted his head, his eyes swept down diagonally, and happened to see a scarlet tongue protruding from his mouth.

The tip of her tongue licked his neck again and again, it was chilly.

There was a red strangle mark on the young man's neck, which was just covered by the collar of his shirt.

"Were you scared just now?" the pervert asked, continuing to lick the marks with his tongue, stubbornly trying to cover the marks left by the baby ghost.

Fang Zhuo was itchy and numb from his licking, his legs were almost unsteady, "I'm afraid, I'm almost scared to death."

"The next time you encounter danger, I hope you will think of me as soon as possible." The pervert raised his head, breathing on the young man's warm lips.

As soon as Fang Zhuo lowered his eyes, he saw the other party's thick black eyelashes, his heart was beating wildly, and his pale face from fright finally returned to blood.

I actually wanted to shout just now, but unfortunately my neck was strangled and I couldn't shout.

I don't know where that little devil got out of, it must not be hooked from other places by his Yin physique.

Tsk, it is really possible, Fang Zhuo called the system urgently, wanting to confirm.

"That kid followed me before?" Just like the target No. [-] before.

233 affirmed, "Probably not."

Thinking about it is right, it has been nearly two hours since the sun went down after seven o'clock, if the kid has been following him, why wait for him to come out of the toilet to harm him.

"Old wine."

The shoulder was bitten hard by the pervert through the clothes, Fang Zhuo was pulled back to his senses by the pain, and immediately promised, "I will remember."

As he spoke, he took a quick glance at the pervert's face, it was really exciting.

The boss was clearly above his head, but his earth soul was standing in front of him, licking his neck enough, and even biting his shoulder.

I don't know if the boss will have this part of the memory on the day when the soul and body are completely fused.

If so, his expression must be very interesting.

Seeing that his gloomy face had improved a lot, Fang Zhuo took out the Tai Chi jade pendant from his clothes, "This was given to me by my master, as long as you put your body on it, you can nourish your soul."

The pervert's face sank again, his cold fingers tightly gripped the young man's arm, easily leaving a few finger marks.

He resisted with silence.

Fang Zhuo's complexion was not much better, and when he spoke again, his tone was a little angry, "If you don't want your soul to be scattered, then come in by yourself."

Looking at the time on the phone, it has been half an hour since he came down, so he has to go up quickly.

What if Jiang Luyan leaves him without saying a word and runs away.

Fang Zhuo frowned, "Can you get in?"

The pervert's thin lips were tightly pursed, his eyebrows and eyes were stained with obvious hostility, Fang Zhuo was frightened, and was considering whether to let it go, when the other party suddenly disappeared.

Fang Zhuo, "..." Are you throwing a tantrum with him? ?

He snorted, grabbed the jade pendant and was about to stuff it back, but found that the original warm texture was bitingly cold for some reason.

Rolling his eyeballs, he smiled, "Yanyan is so good."

Fang Zhuo turned his back, leaned his head against the wall, and kissed Gao Yupei vigorously. After the kiss, he felt that the reward was not enough, so he added something.

Tucking the jade pendant back into his clothes, he turned around, his eyes suddenly widened.

Fuck, at some point behind the scenes, there was an extra person.

Jiang Luyan's expression was uneasy, his brows fluttered violently, he quickly scanned the person up and down, and asked sharply, "What are you doing?"

What else can I do but coax you?For several lifetimes, I have been wandering around this man every day, so please be content.

Fang Zhuo opened his eyes and said nonsense, "I didn't do anything."

Jiang Luyan narrowed his eyes slightly, and he clearly saw the young man lowering his head and kissing something.

What exactly is it?

He didn't realize how terrifying his face was at this moment. Fang Zhuo nervously picked the gap between his trousers and opened his dry mouth, "Did Mr. Jiang come down to find me on purpose?"

Jiang Luyan's face cracked, "You think too much."

Fang Zhuo uttered an oh, and curled his lips inwardly, directly saying that he was worried that I would not lose a piece of meat, so he must be fierce, what's wrong.

While burying his head and abdomen, he bumped his head against a wall of flesh, causing him to hiss in pain.

He raised his head sullenly, and was about to complain, but when he met the man's dark eyes, he couldn't say anything.

Jiang Luyan glanced at his hand covering his forehead, "What were you talking about just now?"

Fuck, didn't you unconsciously speak your mind?How stupid he is.

"Is there? Why didn't I hear it."

Jiang Luyan was uncomfortable with his innocent eyes, and subconsciously wondered if he really heard it wrong.

Even if he really misheard, it's not surprising, after all, he was really abnormal tonight.

Not long after the young man went downstairs, he began to fidget, as if his heart was tied to a rock, and it kept sinking, but he still couldn't get it down.

As an illegitimate child who was brought back to Jiang's family on the way, he heard too much cynicism, and also saw too many ugly faces of those people who were superior.

When he was first bullied, he would cry, shout, and complain to his grandma.

But the more he resisted and the more emotional he became, the worse those people became.

It seemed that seeing him cry made them happy.

So later, Jiang Luyan learned not to cry or make trouble, happy or unhappy, all swallowed into his stomach, turning into a strong armor, tightly wrapping all his weakness and softness.

At first it was pretending to be calm, but later indifference penetrated into the bone marrow, and I got used to it.

Like today, it has been many years since I was worried about a person, and was even affected by this emotion.

Jiang Luyan frowned slightly, then suddenly pinched Fang Zhuo's chin and lifted it up.

The surrounding air pressure plummeted, comparable to the appearance of a ghost.

Fang Zhuo was nervous, "What's wrong?"

The skin attached to the fingertips was warm and smooth. Jiang Luyan didn't bother to feel it deeply. Instead, he raised his other hand and roughly tore open the collar of the young man's meticulously buttoned shirt.

There is a red strangle mark under the neckline that is covered.

Rubbing it lightly with fingers, he asked in a low voice, "Who did it?"

"I really can't answer this question." Fang Zhuo confessed honestly, "It's a ghost, it's a ghost I don't know."

Jiang Luyan's eyelids were half drooping, covering the emotions inside, but he asked with a light smile, "Aren't you just a ghost catcher?"

The man's fingers were still touching his neck, Fang Zhuo was itchy and shrank his neck.

"In a fight, there are always bumps and bumps. He hurt me, and I hurt him too."

As soon as he finished speaking, the jade pendant on his chest seemed to move, and then his back was wrapped in a cloud of yin, and something pinched his ears, rubbing it gently again and again.

Relying on Jiang Luyan's invisibility, a cold and wet tongue slipped into his ear presumptuously, "Don't forget what you promised me."

Fang Zhuo was confused and asked the system, "What did I promise?"

233,"Fight him again."

Fang Zhuo was in a complicated mood, and now there were two goblins in front of him, the first one was a real entity, irritable, warm body, slender and strong limbs.

Number two, a flimsy wisp of soul, it’s okay to beat little ghosts, but if you really want to do that kind of thing, the hardware conditions may not support it.

Whether or not to fight this fight, how to fight it, and with whom to fight it is very worth discussing.

Although he hadn't straightened it out for a while, in order to appease Jiang Yanyan, Fang Zhuo still blushed and nodded, and said softly, "Be good."

Jiang Luyan was stunned by this sentence, and took a deep look at Fang Zhuo, his ears turned red all of a sudden, and unconsciously, the steps under his feet became bigger and bigger.

Seeing the back figure who suddenly walked out far away, Fang Zhuo scratched his head and trotted to catch up.

Two one in front and one in the back, as soon as they stepped out of the elevator, they saw a flash of lightning outside the window.

In the blink of an eye, heavy rain fell, attacking the whole world.

The bean-sized raindrops are blown by the wind and hit the floor-to-ceiling windows, making a crackling sound with an even rhythm, which is very suitable for hypnosis.

Fang Zhuo sat on the sofa, propped his chin up and listened to the sound of rain for a while, and then began to feel sleepy.

He yawned and looked at the person who was still reading the report, "Mr. Jiang, when are we going back?"

Jiang Luyan didn't raise his head, "I said I'm taking you back?"

"You've already kissed me before, why, you want to turn your back on it and deny it." Fang Zhuo's sleepiness disappeared, and he was a little agitated.

The relationship between him and Jiang Luyan has risen from an ordinary labor relationship to an extraordinary relationship between a man and a man. He has never expected such a rapid development.

But who made the boss's love so fierce that people were caught off guard.

The point is, this turbulent love isn't just emotional, it's action.

Fang Zhuo turned the inside of his lower lip a little outward, "Look for yourself, the place you bitten before is not healed yet."

Jiang Luyan remained calm, trying to move his eyes away from those ruddy lips.

He rubbed between his brows with a headache, his voice was abnormally hoarse, "I was unconscious at the time."

Damn, I really want to renege on my debt.

Fang Zhuo quit, staring at his eyes and said, "If you are unconscious, you can accurately press me on the table, find my mouth, and kiss for 5 minutes?"

During these 5 minutes, you went from soft to hard, and finally hid in the bathroom and quietly touched the manual gear for [-] minutes.

A tinge of red appeared on the tip of Jiang Luyan's ear, and it quickly spread to the base of the ear like a prairie fire.

He leaned back on the back of the chair, trying to hide his emotions and embarrassment, and asked coldly, "What do you want me to do?"