Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

In the narrow shared room, Fang Zhuo rolled on the ground red-faced and avoided.

"Yanyan, can you calm down?"

The lecherous ghost didn't show his body, his cold aura slid into his clothes maliciously like a snake, and he couldn't even cover it.

Fang Zhuo lifted the pants that were almost torn off with his backhand, his face was hot, "Speak up if you have something to say, don't do it."

There were footsteps outside the door, and then there was a knock on the door in the room.

"Hey, are you okay?" The neighbor who came out to go to the toilet heard strange noises in the house, as if he was struggling or brought something upside down.

He listened attentively, and it was quiet again.

Fang Zhuo's nerves were stretched into a straight line, and he stabilized his voice and said, "I'm fine, I'm watching TV."

The neighbor groaned and went to the bathroom.

Fang Zhuo stared down, and stretched out his hand to grab it. As soon as his fingers touched the waist of his trousers, his wrist was shackled by an invisible force.

"Didn't you have fun doing it yesterday?"

An angry voice rang in his ears, Fang Zhuo struggled angrily, "Let me go first."

As if he hadn't heard of it, the goblin put his ear in his mouth and asked gloomily, "You hate me so much? Then do you know who raped you last night? Huh?"

Fang Zhuo rolled his eyes, it's you, it's you, big brother, although I can't see you, I can feel it from my heart to my butt.

That kind of paranoia that makes one's scalp tingle, and the bad behavior of deliberately pinching him to prevent him from releasing, are by no means something No. [-] can do.

But it's hard to say.

After all, the pervert is part of the boss' soul, maybe the boss subconsciously wants to do that to him.

Fang Zhuo shuddered, frightened.

"I'm the one who fucked you."

"I was the one who pressed you against the bathroom wall, and I was the one who picked you up and walked and fucked..."

"I'm the one who made you orgasm..."

The pervert's voice is getting lower and lower, like a devil's voice filling his ears, every word is firmly nailed in Fang Zhuo's mind.

Fang Zhuo was in a bit of a dilemma. At this time, he said "Brother, I actually know it all", and seemed a little puzzled.

But if you don't say it, what if the pervert continues to go crazy!

"I know it's you." Fang Zhuo comforted, "Don't be angry, let me go first, let's talk openly."

He must do ideological work for the pervert.

It's fine to be jealous of yourself, but it's not okay to turn against each other. We are all good brothers, and we should get along peacefully.

"You really know?"

Fang Zhuo shrank his neck, inexplicably feeling that the other party's tone became colder.

"Since you know, you still obey me while hooking him." Fang Zhuo almost yelled out as the cold air shrouded outside his trousers suddenly receded.

This fucking is not jealous, this is trying to kill him!

"Old wine." The pervert murmured softly.

When Fang Zhuo heard this murmur, the hairs all over his body exploded, and his eyes were full of tears.

The pervert's technique is very unique, which makes people feel pain and pleasure. If it is heavier, it will be hell, and if it is lighter, it will be heaven.

He is really a ghost in the finger sports world.

Pervert, "Who do you really like?"

Fang Zhuo, "...I like you."

"why?"

"Don't say it's because we are the same person." The pervert licked the young man's ear, sometimes light, sometimes hard, very painful.

Fang Zhuo, "..."

For the first time in his life, Fang Zhuo didn't know what to do when he encountered the Shura field dug by the boss himself.

Because you are lecherous, like to play with my little bean, and you are elusive?

Fang Zhuo was crying in his heart, it didn't look like a compliment... This task is so hard, who will save him.

Probably God heard his inner cry, and suddenly there was a knock on the door in the living room.

The Yin Qi pressing on his body stagnated obviously, and then he saw a pair of pale hands on his chest, followed by his arms, shoulders, neck...

The lecherous ghost appeared, with a pale face and a distorted expression, no different from those evil spirits who wanted to eat blood and flesh.

"It came so fast." The pervert said with downcast Fangzhuo eyes, "Guess after he comes in, if he sees you like this..."

It's so shameful, especially like the scene of catching rape, especially when the pervert's hands are still on his pants.

In the living room, the neighbor who had just come out of the toilet was startled by the loud knock on the door.

Subconsciously looking at the wall clock on the wall, it was already past nine and almost ten.

He walked to the door and looked out through the peephole.

The man outside was in a suit and leather shoes. He was tall. If he looked directly, he could only see the man's Adam's apple.

The man raised his hand and knocked on the door again.

The neighbor saw the watch with a few diamonds on the other's wrist with keen eyes, yo, rich man.

He opened the door with confidence, "Who are you looking for?"

Jiang Luyan, "Old wine."

The neighbor was taken aback by his ferocious eyes, and immediately pointed in the direction.

The man walked straight past, and when he heard footsteps behind him, he turned his head abruptly. The neighbor who wanted to eat melons turned around in fright and slipped into his room in despair.

Fang Zhuo raised his head and looked at the toe of the shoe behind the crack of the door. The shape, the glossiness, and the noble texture made him think that the savior came.

The cold air wrapped around his body instantly relaxed, and the pervert stood up from him and stood in the middle of the room.

There is a dangerous abyss in the black eyes, trying to devour those outside the door.

Fang Zhuo immediately sat up from the ground and was about to straighten his clothes when the closed door slammed open, bounced and hit the wall, a few pieces of the wall fell off.

233,"The boss looks so angry."

Fang Zhuo, "...you think too much."

This is not to be angry, but to eat people.

Jiang Luyan looked around the room, "Where is he?"

Fang Zhuo turned his head to look to the side, and trembled a bit when he met the sinister eyes of the pervert, and said vaguely, "In the room."

Jiang Luyan sneered, "What did you just do?"

"Nothing." Fang Zhuo immediately denied.

Jiang Luyan narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his hand without warning, clasped the young man's neck, and then raised his finger, landing on the red mark on the collarbone.

"Then what is this?" The man said in a deep voice, "Mosquito bites?"

Fang Zhuo opened his eyes and said nonsense, "You guessed it right, there are many and big mosquitoes in this place."

As soon as the words fell, there was a hint of wind in his ears, "Tell him the truth."

Fang Zhuo pretended not to hear, twisting his neck uncomfortably.

What's wrong with this one or two, I like to grab his neck. If I can't control the strength of my hand, how can I fix it if it breaks.

"Mr. Jiang, I can hardly breathe, please let go."

The man lightened his strength slightly, and pulled him into his arms.

Almost at the same time, the light bulb above his head suddenly flickered and burst into pieces.

A big hand landed on top of his head, blocking the falling debris, Jiang Luyan smiled mockingly, "Angry? Kill me."

Fang Zhuo, "..."

The bosses in the day and night are really different.

The pervert appeared and stood silently in the room with murderous look in his eyes.

It was the first time Jiang Luyan saw his earth soul with his own eyes, and he felt subtle in his heart, and the emotion in his eyes was exactly the same as that of a pervert.

No one likes being suppressed, let alone being suppressed by another self.

The other party wanted to kill him, and he happened to have the same idea.

Jiang Luyan licked the corner of his mouth, raised his hand to untie his suit, and threw it on Fang Zhuo's head, as if he wanted to fight a pervert.

Fang Zhuo took off the coat from the top of his head, and the tip of his nose lingered with a faint smell of tobacco, which was a bit pleasant.

Subconsciously buried his head, and sniffed lightly.

Unexpectedly, this action deeply stimulated the lecherous ghost, the room was very windy, the doors and windows slammed back and forth, and the chandelier shook.

In a small room of less than ten square meters, it was like experiencing a miniature apocalypse.

Fang Zhuo was frightened, and asked the system secretly, "Didn't the evil spirit on him be stripped by the old man? Why are you still hanging on like this?"

"For the spiritual body, any emotion can become power, such as resentment, hatred, and obsession. But..."

233 changed the subject, "For the living soul, the one-time consumption of Yin Qi is too much, and it is not good for him."

Just like a person, after expending a lot of energy, the result is only one, wilting.

The pervert obviously knew this too, and after venting a few times, he stopped.

The room that was still howling with the wind just now fell into dead silence in an instant.

Jiang Luyan clasped Fang Zhuo's waist, ignored the pervert, and walked towards the door.

The pervert caught up in two steps, and pressed the door that had been opened.

One person and one soul secretly exerted strength, probably due to the balance of strength, the door remained as it was, without a single movement.

Fang Zhuo coughed lightly, just as he was about to persuade him, the hand on his waist suddenly let go.

"Go out and stay honest." After Jiang Luyan finished speaking, he pushed the young man out and looked sideways at his earth soul.

People and souls are connected with each other, the pervert immediately lost his strength, Jiang Luyan slammed the door of the room with gravity, and then his arm was grabbed by a sinister energy, pulling him in the opposite direction.

The cold yin energy turned into a sharp knife, and slowly penetrated into his skin, as if invading or devouring.

When the big boss fights with the big boss, it's good for everyone to eat melons.

Fang Zhuo sat on the sofa in the living room and started watching the live broadcast.

On the light screen, Jiang Yanyan seemed to have the upper hand, and he could clearly see a trace of imperceptible pain between Jiang Luyan's frowning brows.

Fang Zhuo was worried, "Will number one be inferior to number two?"

Impossible, the magnetic field and aura of the earth soul are in harmony with the seven souls of the other souls, so it should be impossible to cause substantial damage.

Sure enough, in the next second, Fang Zhuo saw Jiang Luyan grabbing the pervert's neck and leaning against the wall with one hand.

Upon closer inspection, the wall skin was actually cracked.

We are all a family, so why bother to cause hatred, Fang Zhuo shook his head, and suddenly saw the door of the next room being pulled open from the inside.

The neighbor who knocked on his door looked displeased, and complained as he walked, "What are you doing in the middle of the night, it affects people's rest, do you know?"

Before he could knock on the door of his room, Fang Zhuo hurried forward, hooked his neck, and brought him back.

Only then did the neighbor see the new roommate in the living room.

He was stunned, "You are here, the one in that room..."

Fang Zhuo's face remained unchanged, "I'm playing an action movie, I'll go and turn down the volume right away."

The neighbor gave a dumbfounded oh, and was pushed back into the room.

Fang Zhuo stood on the spot and touched his chin. At this time, persuasion must be useless. It is better to use other methods to divert the attention of the two bosses.

So he unscrewed the door calmly and walked in. When he passed by the two bosses who were beating him back and forth, he deliberately coughed heavily, and then put his wallet and mobile phone into his pocket.

One person, one soul, until he heard the sound of closing the door from the living room, he realized that the person was gone, his face was so smelly that he was evenly matched, and he chased out without any reluctance.

The pervert was a little faster and stopped him at the door of the corridor.

Jiang Luyan followed closely, grabbed Fang Zhuo's arm, and threw him into the car.

He quickly sat in, started the car, without any speed buffer, and directly blasted the accelerator to the bottom.

Fang Zhuo looked over carefully, the man's face was quite ugly.

I don't know if it was too angry or because of other reasons, the veins on his forehead swelled up, and there was a bloody redness in the bottom of his eyes, and there was something raging and raging in the dark eyes.

Fang Zhuo's heart was pounding, "What's wrong with the boss? Is it uncomfortable?"

233,"I'll scan it."

Fang Zhuo anxiously waited for the result, and suddenly caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye, and looked back——

The pervert didn't know when he sat in the back seat.

His already pale face showed an abnormal blue-white color, and the bloodthirsty color in his eyes was the same as that of the driver's seat.

Fang Zhuo felt uneasy, and asked the system, "Are you ready?"

It took about half a minute for 233 to speak, "Jiang Luyan's heart rate is too fast, far beyond the normal range, you'd better take him to the hospital immediately."

Just as Fang Zhuo was about to say yes, the man in the driver's seat suddenly slammed his head on the steering wheel.

He pushed the person away in a hurry, turned the steering wheel, then pulled the handbrake hard, and parked the car on the side of the road.

"Jiang Luyan, wake up." Fang Zhuo slapped the man's face twice. Seeing that he was still awake, he quickly took out his mobile phone and wanted to call for help.

The screen went black and the battery was dead.

"Fuck." Fang Zhuo cursed angrily.

He turned his head, and subconsciously wanted to seek help from the pervert, but found that the soul of the other party was getting weaker and weaker, like ink dripping into water, being rapidly diluted.

Disappeared.