And scum gong's green tea white moonlight HE

Sheng Zhixin rushed out like a beast that had been dormant for a long time.

The door was knocked back the same way by him, collided heavily with the door frame, and the next moment the vase slammed on the boy's head.

The boy didn't even hum, he fell forward and fell to the ground, and the fragments of the vase scattered all over the ground like a goddess.

Sheng Zhixin staggered back a few steps and leaned against the wall, gasped for a moment, breathed out the boy's breath, and took off his clothes with trembling hands.

The boy's face was covered with blood, his face was peaceful, and he didn't realize that he was being turned into a naked man by others.

This set of clothes is a bit small for Sheng Zhixin.While muttering that he didn't mean to offend, he neatly changed the suit onto himself, and took the boy's cell phone by the way.

Sheng Zhixin pressed the boy's thumb on the bottom of the phone screen to unlock it, brought up the call interface, and pressed the string of numbers that he had memorized by heart with trembling hands.

As soon as the bell rang twice, someone answered: "Hello?"

Sheng Zhixin's legs softened and he sat on the ground, his voice trembling involuntarily: "Mr. Wen, it's me."

Wen Gu's voice was full of anxiety: "Are you still in the clubhouse?"

"I'm here," Sheng Zhixin took a deep breath, "I..."

Suddenly another person's roar rang out from the phone: "Wen Gu, can you fucking drive well! Do you want the two of us to die here together!"

Sheng Zhixin took a breath, and immediately said: "Mr. Wen, please be careful, I'm fine."

"Are you all right?" Wen Gu said, "Don't panic, wait for us to arrive at the same place, we..."

The person who just yelled stopped his anger, and his voice squeezed into the conversation: "Sheng Zhixin, we are still on the way, you must stay calm and save yourself. You take this mobile phone first, and we will contact you when we arrive."

Sheng Zhixin gave a "hmm" and was about to say something more when he hung up the phone.

He wiped his eyes, stood up swaying, and saw a plate left in the boy's hand.

The plate was made of iron, on which were placed two syringes filled with a transparent liquid.

Sheng Zhixin's eyes fixed, and he understood what it was almost instantly.

He took out his mobile phone, took a picture of the syringe on the ground, sent it to Wen Gu, and then deleted the record of sending the message.

The sound of someone talking suddenly sounded outside the door.Sheng Zhixin was startled, and the movements of his hands stopped.

"When I passed by just now, I heard a sound in this room," said a male duck voice, "I should not be the only one who heard it. It was a loud noise."

Another somewhat deep male voice sounded: "Is there a 'rat' mixed in?"

Sheng Zhixin took a breath.

It was Nie Yingzhe.

His eyes began to wander aimlessly in the room, trying to find a place for himself to hide.

But apart from the bed and the bedside table, there was only an empty wardrobe standing by the door in the whole room, which would definitely be the first choice for those people outside the door to search.

How to do?

The person outside the door took out the key, and the "clink" sound of metal collision hit his nerves like a death charm.

Sheng Zhixin was so anxious that his forehead was dripping with cold sweat. When he raised his head, his eyes fell on the gorgeously shaped window.

***

Nie Yingzhe was originally very high downstairs, and after taking some white/powder, he was in a state of bliss. Thinking that he would have a spring night when he went up later, he became more excited.

He was about to give the little handsome boy a good squeeze into his arms, when suddenly a greasy-haired, pink-faced male waiter ran down the stairs and told him in a panic that there seemed to be strange noises in the closed room .

He immediately put down the rolled "tobacco leaves", grabbed the key and went upstairs, but the closer he got to the door, the more ominous premonition in his heart.

The key was inserted into the lock with a soft click.As soon as Nie Yingzhe pressed the doorknob, he heard a clear sound of glass shattering in the room.

His heart tightened, he kicked open the door and rushed into the house, and what he saw was a broken window.

The window was smashed by someone with something, and a big empty mouth looked faintly at the people in the house.The curtains on one side were parted, and they fluttered in mid-air in the evening wind.

Everyone gathered in front of the window and subconsciously looked downstairs, but they only saw the darkness, and no one murmured to themselves, "This is the fifth floor."

If you fall from the fifth floor, you will either die or be disabled.

Nie Yingzhe's face was livid, and he was about to speak, but he suddenly turned his head as if realizing something, and saw a flash of white flashing by the door, and the closed wardrobe door beside him was now wide open.

"Damn it, I was fooled!"

Nie Yingzhe ran to the door in two or three steps, turned around and shouted: "Chasing! If you don't fucking chase after me, you have to confess to going in!"

Only then did the others follow up in a panic as if they had just woken up from a dream, and crowded noisily at the stairs to catch the daring little star.

Sheng Zhixin originally only conceived this feasible plan in his head, but he didn't expect it to be successfully implemented.With a pounding heart, he ran wildly up the stairs, lowered his head, but saw four or five security guards with sticks coming up the stairs aggressively.

He glanced at the height of the stairs, gritted his teeth, climbed up the extremely gorgeous stair railing with hands and feet, and jumped down with his eyes closed.

After all, he has not received much training, and even the three-legged cat's boxing skills were practiced in street fights in junior high school. Although the carpet in the clubhouse is thick enough, the foothold of this jump is not good, which made him jump. lost a foot.

The piercing pain climbed up from his ankle quickly, making his eyes go dark, and he almost sat on the ground.

But he cannot fall.

Others are waiting for him.

Sheng Zhixin's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he limped towards the emergency escape route next to him, dragging his injured foot.

The group of security guards didn't expect that he, a little star who looked fragile, would have the courage to jump directly from the stairs. They were stunned for a moment on the stairs, and then they followed Nie Yingzhe back home as if he had just woken up from a dream. Upstairs, searched room by room and passageway.

Sheng Zhixin hid between two side-by-side trash cans in the aisle, only to have time to catch his breath, and then a tearing pain came to him.

He gritted his teeth to hold back the painful groan, but the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated, and then the ringtone of "good luck" rang throughout the passage.

Sheng Zhixin's eyes darkened, he hurriedly took out his mobile phone and pressed the answer button, he cast his eyes on the entrance not far away to be on guard at any time, and said in a low voice, "Hello?"

"Xiao Sheng."

Wen Gu's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Where are you in the clubhouse?"

"I'm here......"

He remembered the number plate he saw at the entrance before coming in, and said firmly, "Exit No. [-]."

"Someone will pick you up at Exit No. [-] in a while," Wen Gu said, "Don't be afraid, protect yourself, I'll wait for you to come back."

Sheng Zhixin's eyes became hot, and he gave a low "hmm", and just after hanging up the phone, he heard someone shouting at the entrance: "He's coming this way!"

With a shudder in his heart, he got up on both hands and feet, staggered and continued to walk out of the passage.

The noisy human voice was getting closer and closer to him, even mixed with dog barking.

Even the dogs were sent out to look for him.

Nie Yingzhe had exposed the base camp this time, and he was spending all his money to bring him back.Although judging from his blind arrogance, he doesn't think that Sheng Zhixin has the brains or ability to reveal the things in this clubhouse. .

only......

Sheng Zhixin stroked the mobile phone in his pocket with his hand, and there was a happy smile on his pale face.

On the way out, he has used his mobile phone to take pictures of many things in the clubhouse, including a group of "celebrities in the Beijing circle" who are "□□" inside the open door.

Just waiting for myself to run out, hand over this phone to the police to unlock it, and then arrest these people and squat him for ten or twenty years.

If he can escape.

Just as Sheng Zhixin thought of this, he suddenly gasped and almost fell to the ground.

All the way, he avoided the pain in his ankle by thinking about problems, and when he suddenly stopped what he was thinking, the piercing pain came to him all at once.

"There he is!" shouted someone behind him. "Hurry up! Don't let him get away!"

Sheng Zhixin gritted his teeth and continued to walk out of the passage with a limp.

One more point to go out.

Someone is waiting for him to go back.

A strong wind swept across behind him, and he subconsciously rolled to the side, narrowly dodging the vicious stick of the security guard.

But the next blow hit Sheng Zhixin's back directly, making his eyes go black, his ears buzzing for a while, and he almost didn't fall over in one breath.

There was a burning pain in his back, as if his whole body was cut from the spine, and he was torn into two halves.

Can't fall here.

And someone...

Sheng Zhixin played these two sentences repeatedly in his head, raised his legs subconsciously, and used the most common moves of street hooligans to sweep across, and went straight to the most vulnerable place of the security guard.

The security guard obviously didn't expect him to be so injured that he still had the energy to resist. He was kicked in the face without paying attention, and his face was sore and blue. He bent down to cover his lower body, and almost knelt down for Sheng Zhixin.

Sheng Zhixin straightened up with his numb legs, and crawled forward while holding onto the wall.

"You fucking little bitch, how dare you kick me..."

The security guard seemed to be really angry, and regardless of the pain in his chest, he rushed up again with a stick in his hand, stretched out his hand across Sheng Zhixin's chest, and locked him in front of him.

Sheng Zhixin groaned in pain, and with the strength of his survival instinct, he lowered his head and bit the security guard's arm fiercely.

He almost exhausted all his strength in this bite, and the smell of blood filled his mouth in an instant, making him dizzy from the smell.

"Fuck me!"

The security guard roared in pain, and the swinging stick that was held high in his hand hit him on the head.