Picked up sick girl, he turned black

Tang Ji fell into an endless nightmare again.

The surrounding tall buildings like stands were filled with all kinds of people, they were either luxuriously or exquisitely dressed, but at the moment they were all emotional and roaring at the top of their lungs.

The sound wave was louder and louder, as if trying to overturn people to the ground.

The place where he was was on a square platform that was much larger than the boxing ring. Compared with the surrounding high platforms, it looked like a helpless boat in the sea.

There were many mottled brown spots on the countertop, like bloodstains that could not be washed off for a long time, and the faint smell of blood and sweat filled his nostrils.

He looked up, and at the other end of the stage stood a sturdy but vague-faced person.

While breathing, the man moved, and the tall and strong body of the other party rushed towards him like a shell, followed by a fist that was swung towards him as quickly as if wrapped in a cold wind.

He tilted his head to dodge lightly, and then quickly walked around behind the man, his feet bounced off the ground, his body bent into a bow that seemed to be fully drawn in the air, and then his elbows quickly flew from a high altitude with fierce force. It fell and hit the man's back hard.

"Crack!"

There was a scalp-numbing dislocation sound, followed by the sound of the man's heavy body hitting the ground.

"..."

The hustle and bustle of voices on the high platform fell silent for a moment, and then broke out several times louder than before.

In the end, the sound waves turned into a single number, which was deafening and resounded through the entire venue, as if toppling the gorgeous and bright roof.

"Number 17! Number 17! Number 17!!!!"

Tang Ji opened his eyes suddenly.

In the dark and silent space around him, only his heavy breathing and drum-like heartbeat could be heard.

After his eyes adapted to the dark environment, his emotions gradually calmed down with his breathing, and Tang Ji's consciousness slowly returned, and his stiff and tense body relaxed.

He has escaped.

Escape from purgatory and live in the world.

Tang Ji turned over and sat up on the bed. During the movement, the quilt slipped off, revealing his firm and powerful chest. The exposed skin was stimulated by the cold air, and a layer of fine goose bumps appeared.

He raised his arm and stroked the hideous scar on the back of his neck with his palm.

There should have been a chip there before, but he pulled it out with his own hands.

The old man Tang Bingwen was quite thorough in his work, but "there", No. 17 had already died in the fire.

The people in "there" don't know if they have found any abnormalities in the corpse, but no matter what, as long as "there" still exists, he will not be 100% safe.

There was a long silence.

He casually took out his cell phone beside his pillow and checked the time, it was 4:45.

The intertwined light from outside the window or from buildings or street lamps, through the layer of curtains that are not particularly blackout, quietly sprinkles a piece of light in the room.

He vaguely heard the occasional roaring cars on the road outside, as well as the rumble of night construction at the construction site opposite.

This quiet noise clearly showed that he could live without being imprisoned.

Tang Ji got up and turned on the light, and put on a black T-shirt and a pair of gray sweatpants on himself.

In a fairly wide area of ​​the room, I bent down and started my morning routine.

Under the palms is the slightly cool floor, and the arms on both sides become tense with the exertion.

Tang Ji's upper body rose and fell quickly, doing push-ups again and again effortlessly.

An hour passed, and the complicated thoughts gradually returned to the bottom of his heart under the continuous high-intensity exercise. Tang Ji stood up panting slightly, but his face was calm. With the sweat on his body just after exercising, he found a change of clothes clothes, pushed open the door, and was about to take a shower.

When passing by Xu Yi's room, he stopped in his tracks and looked at the closed door quietly. A trace of complex and difficult emotions flashed in his emotionless black eyes. After a while, he stepped into the bathroom.

Tang Ji made breakfast, left a note as usual, then got dressed and went to work.

It seemed that the temperature had cooled down this morning. As soon as he went downstairs, the icy north wind was blowing towards his face. Tang Ji gathered his clothes a little, and walked forward slowly.

There are a lot of people on the side of the road, some are in a hurry to go to work, and there are also middle-aged women rushing to the morning market. There is also a lively scene in front of the early shops. The aroma of food is in the air. There were a few shouts from vendors to solicit business.

The lively voices of people of all colors interweave a lively painting in the winter morning.

This is a scene he has never seen in the past 22 years. As Tang Bingwen old man said, it is the most intoxicating fireworks.

Tang Ji couldn't understand it before, and of course he doesn't have much interest in it now, but he likes the meaning it represents, which means he is free now.

When I came to Fresh Fruits and Vegetables, it was still 10 minutes before I went to work. When I entered the door, I ran into my colleague Guo Lanlan. As soon as the other party saw him, a big smile appeared on his face, and he greeted him loudly: "Good morning, handsome Tang !"

Tang Ji's originally expressionless face quickly put on a smile: "Morning..." After greeting the other party, he signaled the other party to change his work clothes first, then turned and entered the shop.

Guo Lanlan, who was behind her, looked at Tang Ji's back, her face was shocked by the beauty, she held her heart and sighed in an uncontrollable excited voice: "My God, my God!! This face really exists in the world Huh?! Why can’t I bear it after watching it for so long! Ah! I’ve never been so grateful to Sister Xin Yingming!!”

Tang Ji went to the locker room through the staff passage, found his locker, and began to change clothes slowly.

He needs to integrate into this society quickly, so he has to come out. His observation and learning skills are very good. At least now he doesn't look much different from ordinary people in normal society.

Several colleagues get along very well with him. Except for a person named Wang Jiang who is always inexplicably hostile to him, this job may not be bad in the eyes of others.

However, he didn't intend to spend too much time here, so he didn't bother to worry about that Wang Jiang.

After Tang Ji changed into his staff uniform, he returned to the shelf he was in charge of, sorting out the placement of the fruits, and moved his slender and strong fingers over the fruits of different colors in a leisurely manner.

Xiao An, who was with him next to him, looked at Tang Ji, who was working in an employee uniform, and sighed: "Tang Ji, why do we wear the same clothes? You look like a big star shooting a magazine advertisement. Just like the moving workers, the contrast is tragic!"

Tang Ji turned his head, smiled at him, and said nothing.

As a result, the other party saw Tang Ji's expression and wailed again: "F*ck! Stop smiling, you're more handsome when you smile, hey! Your face and figure simply don't give us ordinary men a chance to survive!"

After a long sigh, Xiaoan suddenly moved close to Tang Ji's ear, lowered his voice with a mysterious expression and said to Tang Ji: "Hey, do you know? Our shop Guo Lanlan seems to have taken a fancy to you...that's the most popular in our shop. Beautiful girl, you are a lucky boy."

Tang Ji opened the distance between the two of them indiscriminately, and said lightly, "I don't know about it."

"Oh, you don't know now, but let me remind you, Wang Jiang in our store has been chasing Guo Lanlan, he is very thoughtful... Anyway, you should pay attention."

Tang Ji smiled and nodded: "Thank you, I see."