Cannon fodder slag attack was attacked by thousands of fans

In a certain box of the noisy and bustling KTV, Xin Teng was drunk, holding a microphone and howling ghostly.

Sitting on the sofa behind him was a young man in his twenties. The man lit a cigarette in his hand and swiped his cell phone while puffing.

At the end of the song, the man put his arm on Xin Teng's shoulder and said with a teasing smile, "It was really thanks to you last time."

"It's easy to talk, if there is anything you need to do next time, Brother Yu just come to me."

Half an hour later, Xin Teng came out of the KTV staggeringly. Not far away, Xin Teng couldn't hold back the churning in his stomach, and vomited wildly while holding on to the railing on the side of the road.

After throwing up for a full minute, Xin Teng finally stood up comfortably and walked forward with his hand on the railing, without realizing that there was a person following him since he left the KTV.

Passing through a remote alley, this is a monitoring blind spot, and the lights are dim at night, Xin Teng has no precautions, and is going to walk through the alley to the convenience store in front to buy a bottle of yogurt to soothe the hangover.Unexpectedly, before he took two steps, he suddenly felt an electric current pass through his waist, and his whole body went numb.

Xin Teng trembled, and shivered unconsciously.

He sobered up a little, and looked around reflexively, but there was no one around at all.

Xin Teng rubbed his neck, just in time for a gust of cold wind to blow, the neck was so cold that it made people shiver uncontrollably.

"It's too cold this day." Xin Teng shook his head to keep himself awake, wrapped his coat tightly, and even turned up the collar of his windbreaker to resist the wind and cold.

Unexpectedly, within two steps, another electric current passed through his waist, and the fleeting feeling made Xin Teng's heart skip a beat.

"Who? Who is pretending to be a ghost? Come out soon?" Xin Teng subconsciously shouted, his voice was not too small, but unfortunately no one passed by this area, and no one paid attention to him at all.

Until, he stepped up and was about to walk out of the surveillance blind spot, when suddenly a figure blocked him.

Xin Teng was startled, and hurriedly stopped, and found that the person was a tall girl, her long hair covered most of her face, and the strong wind blowing from behind messed up her long hair and sleeves, A pale face was revealed.

"Ah——" Xin Teng was so frightened that he fell to the ground directly. As the girl approached him step by step, he kept trembling all over, desperately moving his buttocks to stay away from the girl.

The girl walked faster and faster, and Xin Teng's retreating speed was obviously not as fast as the opponent's. After a while, the girl walked up to him and stared at him condescendingly.

Those eyes were cold and terrifying, and there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "Xin Teng, if you do something bad, you will be punished. Have you forgotten?"

The voice is cold and creepy.

"You, who are you, you..." Xin Teng's brain exploded suddenly, his brain cells that were not very good at turning had no time to think about anything, a sudden pain in his neck, and a muffled groan, he completely lost awareness.

Waking up again, Xin Teng found that he was lying on the sofa in his home, his whole body was dirty, and nothing was missing.

Could it be... a nightmare?

"叮咚咚叮咚咚咚~" The sharp ringtone of the mobile phone startled Xin Teng. He rubbed the center of his brows and picked up the phone. Before he could say "Hello", there was a trembling voice on the other end of the phone A gloomy and terrifying voice: "Xin-Teng-doing bad things will be punished-you, have you forgotten?"

"Ah..." Xin Teng threw the phone out all of a sudden, his heart was beating so hard that it almost jumped out of his throat, it took him a while to muster up the courage to pick up the phone again.

Staring at the unfamiliar number that called just now, Xin Teng swallowed, and after pressing the three numbers "110", he quickly deleted it.

……

Han Jinwo was playing with his mobile phone on his sofa. After clearing the thousandth level, he checked that the time was about the same, so he got up and planned to pick up Cheng Xi from get off work.

Although today is Saturday, Cheng Xi works in the coffee shop on both weekends and does not get off work until eleven or twelve o'clock in the evening.It's hard work just thinking about it.

So, when Xia Xue prevented Han Jin from going out, Han Jin sighed: "Mom, do you know how happy I am? On Saturday, I only need to study at home for two hours, and I can eat, drink and have fun during other times; but The joys and sorrows of human beings are not connected, my classmate, Cheng Xi, he has to work to earn money so late, just to take care of his sick mother and young sister. Mom..."

After chattering like this for 5 minutes, Xia Xue was defeated: "Then you pay attention to safety."

Although it was incomprehensible to learn from the bodyguard why her son came home late every day, what else could she, a mother, do to support what her son had to do?What's more, since his son took tutoring with Cheng Xi, his grades have jumped. A few days ago, he got the 39th place in the class in the final exam. It is known that there are 1 students in the third (50) class.

Even so, compared to before, Han Jin has improved by 11 places.

"It's okay, isn't there a bodyguard here?"

To appease Xia Xue, Han Jin was riding a bicycle, followed by a stretched Bentley on the way to the downtown cafe.

While riding, Han Jin glanced at the Bentley, and after a while, glanced again. After several times, Han Jin parked the car on the side of the road, and the Bentley also stopped.

"I've changed my mind." Han Jin stared at the luxury car in front of him, his lips pursed into a straight line, as if he had made an important decision after deliberation for a long time.

"Is the little boss going to beat Mu Zhiyuan?" The bodyguard said seriously, "As long as the little boss says something, I will beat him up anytime."

Although when I said this, there seemed to be a strange feeling in my heart, as if... I was not willing to part with it.But the head of the bodyguard shook his head, shaking off his inexplicable emotions - who told him to be a bodyguard, he had to listen to his employer.

Han Jin: "..."

"Brother Yan, it's really unnecessary. I just want to replace this car with an ordinary van."

Luo Fanfan pointed out that his clothes were too expensive that day, but the car was actually more expensive.As for the clothes, he had a closet of high-end clothes bought by his parents, which was wasted if he didn't wear them.But the car can be low-key.

When he came near the coffee shop, Han Jin first asked Yan Moxing, the head of the bodyguard, to ask in the coffee shop to make sure that Mo Qingfeng was in the shop, while he waited outside.

As soon as Yan Moxing left, Han Jin saw a familiar figure riding down the long street in front of him.

Han Jin greeted Cheng Xi when he was approaching, and asked curiously, "Where are you from?"

"Go to a nearby pharmacy to re-bandage." Cheng Xi raised his right hand with a smile on his lips.

Even he himself didn't realize that since the moment he saw Han Jin a minute ago, the smile hasn't come down from the corner of his mouth.

"Ah? It won't be cracked again, right? Did you get tired while working? Can you use your hand now?" Han Jin stared worriedly at the back of Cheng Xi's right hand, and then saw that it had just recovered. Cheng Xi's left hand, I really want to buy insurance for Cheng Xi's hand.

Maybe the compensation will save Cheng Xi from being so tired.Ah, bah, bah, what the hell are you thinking about?

"Why are you here?" Cheng Xi didn't know that Han Jin's thoughts had already flown to the Himalayas. He just stared at Han Jin's eyes looking at his hands, and a tinge of warmth rose in his heart.

"Damn... Anyway, I have to come to pay back the coffee from yesterday." Han Jin made an excuse at random, and just slapped his head before he finished speaking - he forgot to tell Yan Moxing just now.

Cheng Xi was startled slightly, and his tone became cold in an instant: "I met Luo Fanfan just now, and he told me that."

"what?"

"Are you just here to pay back the money?" Cheng Xi's eyes were slightly cold, and the gaze he stared at Han Jin became stiff, as if covered with a layer of tulle, making it hard to understand.

Han Jin was stared into confusion.Opening his mouth, his tone was slightly nervous:

"No...not...I just want to pick you up, I'm afraid some bad people will bully you."

The coldness of Cheng Xi's body broke through almost instantly. The corners of his mouth turned up. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the head of the bodyguard coming out of the coffee shop. He raised his hand and touched the soft hair on Han Jin's head. Before reacting, he rode his bike towards the cafe quickly.

Han Jin watched Cheng Xi stop the car and walked into the coffee shop, then touched the top of his head, Cheng Xi's soft tone just now still echoed in his ears,

"Wait for me, I'll take over the shift."

Yan Moxing came out of the coffee shop and handed over a note. Seeing the little boss staring blankly ahead without focus, he stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes:

"Little boss, this is what the owner of the coffee shop wrote and left for me to hand over to you."

Although he didn't know, how did the cafe waiter recognize him as the little boss's bodyguard.

Han Jin came back to his senses, took the note and opened it, and there were a few words on it [I add you on WeChat, pass it]

Han Jin: "?"

Is there something wrong with Mo Qingfeng?Why add him on WeChat?

Rubbing, rubbing, throwing the note into the trash can, Han Jin took out his mobile phone and found that there was really a friend request, so Han Jin deleted the request without thinking.

……

When school started on Monday, Han Jin met Xin Teng and found that he had dark circles under his eyes, and he looked listless and muddled.

"Wow, Xin Teng, have you been moving your hands too much lately?" The tablemate Ying Dongbao lay on Xin Teng's shoulder, raising his eyebrows at him with a smirk.

"Get out of here," Xin Teng was feeling irritable, and slapped Ying Dongbao's arm fiercely.

The latter withdrew his hand in pain, stroking the beaten place back and forth and shouting, "What are you doing? So hard."

Xin Teng stared at Ying Dongbao expressionlessly, staring at Ying Dongbao until he made a gesture of swearing and zipping his mouth, before lying on the table to catch up on sleep.

Recently, I have been having nightmares every day, and I can see the long-haired woman almost as soon as I close my eyes, and the terrifying voice echoes in my ears in the dark midnight...

Han Jin saw it, and asked Cheng Xi curiously: "Too much hand movement will make people have dark circles?" Then, as if he had discovered something, his pupils trembled:

"Wait, I study so hard every day, and I don't know how many words to write every day. I won't be like him one day, right?"

Cheng Xi: "..."

"No, he may be 'part-time', such as moving bricks." He specializes in helping others "carry" what they need.

"Ah...study has been hard enough, and Xin Teng went out to move bricks. It's too good." Han Jin suddenly sighed.

Cheng Xi: "..."

Cheng Xi raised his eyes slightly, and the gaze he cast towards Xin Teng was instantly cold and piercing.

Then, he heard Han Jin approaching his ear and whispering:

"But you are even better, because you have worked so hard, I kind of want you to take a good rest."

The coldness suddenly turned into a wisp of colorless smoke, disappearing without a trace.