Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

"Sorry, I refuse."

In the darkness, the young man's voice was sullen, resisting, and slightly aggrieved.

Although at that time he refused to ask for help, there was an element of rivalry with Dimon, but the other party wanted to rely on this, almost coercive method, to make him commit the crime, which was really annoying.

What if he was strangled to death?What if the nail really pierced into the flesh and pulled out his heart?

It's scary to think about it.

Fang Zhuo was afraid that his eyes would reveal his emotions, so he simply closed them.

He took a deep breath and said sadly, "The exchange must be based on mutual consent, but under the circumstances at that time, I was forced to promise you out of fear of death."

"It's not good for you to provoke me." The man's voice was deep and dangerous.

The devil has no sense of right and wrong, and even less of benevolence. In his view, there is nothing wrong with getting what he wants through exchange.

He couldn't understand the sudden emotions of the youth.

"Enrage you?" Fang Zhuo said, "I just want to tell you that I like you, but it doesn't mean there is no bottom line."

He said, "When I was about to die, you were thinking about the exchange of interests. My feelings and life are not important to you."

Damon's figure finally emerged from the darkness, facing Fang Zhuo head-on.

He lowered his head, and he could see the thick and curled eyelashes of the young man, but he couldn't see the emotion in his eyes. His lips trembled pitifully a few times, and opened slightly: "In this case, I take back my feelings."

"I don't like you anymore."

Damon's indifferent face finally had an expression, his brows were slightly frowned, and a strange emotion flashed in his eyes, which was a panic that he had never seen before.

His hand caressing the young man's neck slowly tightened, "Say it again."

Fang Zhuo could feel that the strength in the man's hand was not so strong that it was suffocating, it was just a threat.

He gritted his teeth secretly, and said bravely, "I said I would never like you again, never!"

The voice echoed in the empty darkness, fragile and sharp.

In my memory, there is always a smile on the young man's face, even during the first time we met, he would use a smile to disguise his fear.

This was the first time Damon saw anger, hurt, and absoluteness on this vivid face.

Did you do it wrong?

But he has nothing but endless darkness, no one in this world would like such depressing things...

He can only want to hold the other party firmly in his hands through the exchange, even if it is just a verbal contract, it will become an invisible chain, locking the promiser to each other.

Only in this way, even if one day, the young man gets tired, he cannot escape from his control.

Such a quiet atmosphere gave people a sense of crisis that they were about to be killed.

233 said weakly, "Are you sure you don't want to give in? I feel like he really wants to kill you."

After speaking, he snapped a picture to Fang Zhuo.

In order not to be affected by the other party's terrifying facial expression, although Fang Zhuo's eyes were wide open, his eyes were not focused on Damon's face.

This is good, a huge close-up of the face scared him almost to pee.

That look of wanting to eat people is really scary.

At this moment, Damon's hands suddenly pressed Fang Zhuo's shoulders.

The man leaned over and pressed his lips to his ears, "Your love is mine, as long as I don't let you go, you will always be mine."

As the voice fell, the man's body disappeared into the darkness again.

In a trance, Fang Zhuo's vision brightened, and he returned to the bathroom.Both the hooded man and the uncle were gone, but a pile of off-white powder was left in Yan Xiao's previous position.

At this moment, the bathroom door, which had been unable to be opened, was suddenly knocked open with a bang.

Song Hengzhou rushed in anxiously. Seeing that Fang Zhuo was safe and sound, he put on a fierce face and looked around, "Where is Yan Xiao? Where is he?"

Fang Zhuo looked at the pile of ashes, "Dead, burned to death."

The bartender standing at the door wrinkled his nose, was surprised and didn't make a sound.

Song Hengzhou couldn't figure out why good people were burned to death. They had been outside for so long and they didn't hear a sound.

He opened his mouth, and it took a while before he could make a sound, "What happened, we, do we want to call the police?"

"He was burned to death because he was possessed by a demon, and it is useless to call the police."

"Devil?!" Song Hengzhou stiffened, "Aren't you joking?"

"No." Fang Zhuo looked serious, "Yan Xiao has an older brother, do you know that?"

"Brother?" Song Hengzhou hadn't recovered from the shock, and it took him a long time to say, "I heard that he is an orphan, wait a minute, I'll find someone to check right away."

Fang Zhuo said, "Let's find something to put the ashes in."

The bartender hurriedly turned away when he heard the words, and quickly returned with a small square box.

Fang Zhuo squatted down, picked up the off-white powder, and put it into a small square box.

In the past, he would not have dared to kill him. Thanks to this horror world, his courage has grown a lot.

When he goes back in the future, he can try the luxury package of midnight horror movies, which is really exciting just thinking about it.

Yan Xiao's life experience is not difficult to find out. Every child who is adopted or abandoned in an orphanage is recorded by the Social Security Bureau.

Song Hengzhou spent money to find a private detective, and a week later, Yan Xiao's information was delivered to his home by courier.

After reading it, neither Fang Zhuo nor Song Hengzhou spoke.

All excellence and brilliance are achieved through hard work.

Yan Xiao has good grades and excellent performances, but no one knows the hardships and exhaustion behind him. People only see the most superficial things, and then ignore the essence through subjective fantasies and speculations.

The two found the cemetery of Yan Xiao's adoptive mother through the information.

It was a very beautiful Chinese woman. In the black and white photo, she smiled softly.

Next to the woman is a tomb named Yan Yi. It is the time when youth is flamboyant and his life sets sail, but his life is frozen here forever.

In the cemetery, the two bought a tomb relatively close to Yan Xiao's family, and put the urn in it.

Hope this family of three can meet in heaven.

Apart from Fang Zhuo and Song Hengzhou, no one else knew about Yan Xiao's death. The topic of his disappearance in the school boiled for a while, and within half a month, it gradually faded with the passage of time.

Fang Zhuo still went to the bar to work part-time every night, and Damon went to pick him up at first, but after being poked a few times with sarcastic remarks, he disappeared.

The bartenders and the demons who came to join him thought that the young man had fallen out of favor since he hadn't seen Lord Capet's "attendant" coming for a long time.

They imagined that when the aura on the young man completely disappeared, they would find an opportunity to tempt him to express his wish, and thus sign a soul contract.

When the wish comes true, you can eat him.

Such a beautiful and clean soul makes one's mouth water just thinking about it.

Song Hengzhou was terrified by those greedy eyes. He stared at Fang Zhuo's face for a long time. It was good-looking, but it wasn't so good-looking that everyone present wanted to jump up.

It's like Ni Ke is a piece of tender, juicy, fragrant and soft braised pork just out of the pan.

"Why do I always feel that these people look at you abnormally?" Song Hengzhou took advantage of Fang Zhuo's rest and pulled him to the corner, "Do you know what you look like now?"

Fang Zhuo himself felt it too. Many customers who came to the store recently always stared at him.

He also wanted to find the reason, "Like what?"

Song Hengzhou said, "Aphrodisiac for walking."

"roll."

"Really." Song Hengzhou hooked Fang Zhuo's neck, "I always wanted to ask you, did you break up with someone?"

Breaking did not break, and he slept until midnight last night, when the system suddenly called him, saying that Damon was standing outside the window and peeping at him.

Fang Zhuo turned over directly, facing the outside with his buttocks.

"I wasn't with him in the first place, there is no breaking up." Fang Zhuo said casually at first, but suddenly remembered that there might be demons in Langton Street.

He licked his lower lip, sighed, and frowned in distress, "I just don't think he deserves me to continue to treat him well. I have been chasing him for so long, and he doesn't even give him a straight look, and even says some hurtful things. , don’t you keep this kind of person for the New Year?”

The surrounding demons subconsciously replaced "then" with Damon Capet, and they immediately understood that the powerful Mr. Capet was dumped by a fragile human youth.

Song Hengzhou slapped the table hard, "You should have forgotten this kind of scum. There are so many good men, so why hang yourself on a tree."

He loves clubbing, has a lot of drinking and meat friends, including homosexuals, heterosexuals, and bisexuals, and some of them are really good.

He found a group photo and pointed to one of them and asked, "What does this one look like?"

Fang Zhuo nodded meaningfully, "Not bad."

Song Hengzhou collected the photos and had a plan in mind.

Fang Zhuo also had plans in his heart, but it was something else.

Damon will not disappear for no reason. Two days ago, there was a slight movement in the plot line, until the night before yesterday, when the third star lit up.

The devil would secretly appear outside the window last night, so he probably finished his work.

Time to add some excitement.

So three days later, Saturday.

Fang Zhuo cleaned the inside and outside of the room on the second floor, and sent a text message to Damon: [I will not rent the house anymore, come and move things when I have time. 】

Then put up a rental notice.

In less than two hours, several people called to inquire, and made an appointment to see the house the next day.

But on the second day, none of the people he had contacted with originally came. Fang Zhuo waited from morning to night, and finally apologized, all claiming that he had found a better house.

Fang Zhuo hung up the phone, lay down on the bed with his arms behind his head, the corners of his mouth curled up, "Look, I said he won't be able to bear it."

Demons will not allow their own territory to be invaded by other creatures, so I didn't expect to try it out.

233 was a little worried, "Aren't you afraid of backfire?"

Thinking of the three shining golden stars, Fang Zhuo narrowed his eyes, "Don't be afraid."

He quickly climbed out of bed, found a notebook, wrote a line, then spread the notebook and placed it on the small desk in front of the window.

Before closing his eyes and going to bed, he told the system, "If he comes over at night, remember to record the video and don't wake me up."

The system said, "OK."

The full moon is full tonight, the moon is like a silver plate, and the night sky is as dark as a curtain.

When Damon appeared outside the window, Fang Zhuo was sleeping soundly with his legs crossed.

I haven't seen him for a few days, but the young man's complexion has improved a lot, his fair skin is rosy, his lips are moist and attractive, they are slightly opened, breathing softly.

The man's Adam's apple moved, and there was a desire in his body that he had never had before. It was not desire, but simply wanted to go in and hug the young man, or kiss his temples, and lick his eyelashes.

The seal of the prison for felons in hell was torn open at some point, and it was discovered only recently.The demon summoned by brother Yan Xiao came out of that hole.

Fortunately, it was discovered in time, and no more felons escaped to the human world.

After some killings, Damon was not as excited as before. On the contrary, he felt tired, and he was only eager to see the youth.

Touching his warm body, listening to his clear voice, or being kissed gently by him...

Damon put his hands on the window frame, and just as he was about to open the window and enter the room, he saw the notebook spread out on the table.

It says: love is about to come true, hee hee hee :)

Dimon subconsciously imagined that the young man was holding a pen and writing the words with anticipation and joy.

in love?

Ah.

Human feelings are really fickle. If you say you like it, you can forget it when you turn your head and look for a new lover.

Looking at the peaceful sleeping face on the bed, Damon's face was as gloomy as water, and the blood in his eyes began to smudge.

……

When Fang Zhuo woke up, the last picture he saw was like this.

It's good to be angry. Angry means caring, which means that the man is likely to make big moves.

He had a hunch that this big move would be a big leap in the emotional line.

When working part-time at night, Song Hengzhou brought a few friends, all of whom were handsome guys, and he made up his mind to introduce someone to Fang Zhuo today.

Compared with the 27-year-old man, he thinks that Ni Ke should associate with these peers more.

He pulled Fang Zhuo to the corner, pointed to the boy on the far side of the booth, "Did you see that boy, the one in the black T-shirt, his name is Zhong Yue, he is a class above us, he is my friend's friend, last time I showed you the pictures."

Fang Zhuo just had a perfunctory glance at that time, and didn't see the person in the photo clearly at all. He followed Song Hengzhou's fingers and looked over. The boy was quite handsome, wearing a black T-shirt, and sitting quietly, as if he didn't talk much.

Probably feeling the sight from this side, Zhong Yue turned his head and smiled at Fang Zhuo.

In fact, as early as a year ago, Zhong Yue met Ni Ke in the school library. At that time, the two faced each other and sat at the same table.

At that time, he only thought Ni Ke was pretty, but after meeting him twice, he was attracted to him without knowing it, and even began to like this hard-working young man.

Knowing that the person he was going to meet today was Ni Ke, Zhong Yue was so nervous that he didn't sleep all night, and now that he is officially in touch, he feels that anyone he likes is good.

He lowered his eyes, considering the possibility of their development.

As the nephew of the boss, Song Hengzhou can be regarded as half a small boss. When he spoke, the manager directly gave Fang Zhuo an hour of paid leave.

He pulled Fang Zhuo to sit between himself and Zhong Yue, and while the others were not paying attention, he whispered, "You guys have a good chat, exchange phone calls when it suits, and make an appointment to play together on weekends."

Fang Zhuo: "...Are you a matchmaker?"

Song Hengzhou: "You don't need to thank me too much for helping you get out of the pain of broken love."

Fang Zhuo's heart is crying, brother, you are pushing me into the fire pit, as a teammate, can you give me some tacit understanding!

He hurriedly stood up and looked around the bar, no, Damon didn't come.

Fang Zhuo didn't breathe a sigh of relief because of this, but became even more flustered.

The content in the notebook last night was just a small prop to stimulate emotions, and the devil could be so angry that if it was known that he was here for a "blind date" today, he would be killed without any suspense.

In order to get close to the person he likes, Zhong Yue ordered a drink a long time ago, and now it is finally in use, he eagerly pushed the cup forward, "Ni Ke, drink this."

It's a glass of orange juice.

Fang Zhuo was flustered and said thank you. He had just bit his straw and took a sip when the wind chime hanging on the door of the bar rang.

Someone pushed the door and walked in.

Song Hengzhou squinted at the past, sneered, and kicked Fang Zhuo under the table, signaling him not to be impulsive, but to calm down.

Fang Zhuo gave Song Hengzhou a sad and angry look.

She could have calmed down at first, but now because of this pimp, the plan is completely messed up!