Deadly Cards [Unlimited]

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Xue Xiaoxiao pulled back everyone's thoughts, and there was a playing card lying quietly in the yellowed file bag.

Ruan Mingxiu took out the playing cards from the inside. There was no content on them, and the suits were exactly the same.

The appearance is very special, the whole face of the card is black, and the corners and the spades inside are hot gold.

Lin Ran felt relieved, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly: "Finally...it's over."

The fire in front of her was still burning, but she could no longer feel the scorching temperature. Xue Xiaoxiao seemed to have thought of something, and quickly took out the pen and paper from her pocket.

"Nanjia, can you leave a contact information?"

Nan Jia let go of his frowning brows, and took the pen from Xue Xiaoxiao's hand: "Okay, why don't we all leave a way, after all, we still have a next time."

Nanjia wrote down five phone numbers in one breath, one for Qiu Yuanyuke, one for Lin Ran, and one for Ye Qingwen. When handing the note to Ruan Mingxiu, he read it for a long time before finally opening his mouth to say something.

"I do not have a phone."

Nanjia's face froze, and she lowered her head and laughed: "You are said to be a log, but you are really a log."

Who would use such old-fashioned reasons to reject others these days.

Thinking about it, Nan Jia was about to take the note from Ruan Mingxiu's hand, and the next second, Ruan Mingxiu stuffed the note into his trouser pocket.

"I'll find someone to contact you."

Nanjia: "..." The reason is quite good.

Everything around became dark, and the only thing that was still glowing in the distance was the circus. At some point, the so-called director had changed.

Wearing a clean white shirt and matching trousers, although the body is bloated, it can still be seen that there is a kind face on that face, holding the little puppet that has fallen apart in his arms, and muttering something in his mouth.

Nanjia could see a little more clearly. On that stage, a family of three stood together. They were surrounded by flames, with smiles on every face.

"The phone number can be searched directly on WeChat, let's go out and meet." Nan Jia turned around and said softly.

The surroundings were completely dark, and the people around were also separated by the darkness. When the light came into contact with the light again, the whole body was still hot, and there was the sound of the bus arriving at the stop.

"Bus No. 327 has arrived, please get off and move to the back door."

Nanjia opened her eyelids and finally accepted the sunshine, but she heard the driver shout: "Young man, do you want to get in the car?"

"Go..." Nanjia opened her mouth in response, and stepped into the bus with her schoolbag beside her.

He stayed in the dungeon for three days, and it was only a few minutes in reality. Nan Jia sat in front of the window with his schoolbag in his arms, and the air conditioner in the car restored his thinking.

Nan Jia opened his schoolbag, and there were indeed a few paper talismans missing. He didn't dream, but actually encountered it.

"Next stop, No. [-] Middle School, please get off the passengers and move to the back door."

Nan Jia leaned against the car window, nodded his head on his phone, Ye Qingwen and Lin Ran had already added friends, and the others hadn't moved yet.

"Nanjia?" Suddenly a familiar voice sounded from beside my ear.

As soon as Nanjia looked up, he met a girl.

"It's really you!"

Xue Xiaoxiao was so excited that she almost didn't cry out, she stepped forward and put her arms around Nanjia's neck, as if she was alive after a catastrophe, she burst into tears.

Seeing this step, the other passengers in the car looked at Nanjia differently. After all, Xue Xiaoxiao was still wearing a high school uniform.

What to look at, I don't eat her...

"Xue Xiaoxiao, can you let go of me first?" Nan Jia felt that he was about to be suffocated.

Xue Xiaoxiao sniffed, hummed, and sat down on the seat in front of Nanjia: "I didn't expect to meet you here, I'm so excited."

Hug me when you are excited, is it appropriate?

Xue Xiaoxiao lowered her head and rummaged through something in her schoolbag, perhaps because of too much strength, she accidentally pushed up the sleeves of her school uniform.

Nan Jia was just wondering why Da Xia Tian wore long sleeves. When Xue Xiaoxiao handed it over, Nan Jia opened his mouth a little bit.

"Are you injured?"

Xue Xiaoxiao suddenly tensed up, and hurriedly pulled down his sleeves, and Nanjia handed over the mobile phone of his good friend to Xue Xiaoxiao.

He also graduated from the No. [-] Middle School here, and there are a lot of hooligans in it. Xue Xiaoxiao is definitely their leader.

"Are you still going to class this afternoon?"

"Go on."

"It's just right, let's make an appointment with them at night, and I'll pick you up." Nan Jia made a reason and put the hat back on his head.

Xue Xiaoxiao's face turned slightly red: "No need, I can go there by myself, just give me the location."

Nanjia got up and stood at the back door: "It's okay, I'm on my way."

Xue Xiaoxiao looked at Nan Jia's back, and there was a flash of water in her eyes. Nan? Fighting against the injustice No. 1? Jia turned his head and raised the corners of his lips a second before opening the door.

"See you in the afternoon."

On the outskirts far away from the urban area, this place belongs to a private area. There is a medieval castle building in a small garden.

Behind the building is a large rose garden surrounded by a pure white fence with a few strands of thorns on it, noble and elegant.

"Sir, the tea is cold." The man in the middle, dressed in an elegant tuxedo, stood by the coffee table and bowed slightly.

The man called Mr. slowly opened his eyes, his dark brown pupils moved, and he lowered his raised legs: "Go and check this number, and by the way...buy a mobile phone."

"Yes" the man in the middle took the note in the man's hand and retreated from the living room.

In the afternoon, Nan Jia was lying on the bed peacefully, looking at the messages on the phone, only Ruan Mingxiu had no contact.

Maybe the handsome guy wants to be a lone wolf.

When Nanjia was emoing, the phone ringtone that he hadn't wanted all the year round interrupted his emo thoughts. Looking at the note on the phone, Nanjia frowned again.

After three seconds, Nan Galiso chose to connect, because if he hung up, the call would be endlessly harassing.

"If you have something to say, get out of there."

A male voice came from the other end of the phone, seeming extremely aggrieved: "Gajia...don't be so fierce, please."

Nan Jia heard goosebumps all over his back, and said in an impatient tone, "Lu Yan, don't be so damn coquettish to me."

The man on the other end of the phone stabilized his voice, and opened his mouth again aggrieved: "Gaga, I know I was wrong, please forgive me, please."

"Lu Yan, count the number of times I've forgiven you. Let's do it. Can you show some face?" Nan Jia looked up at the time and put his coat on.

"Gaga, if you don't forgive me, I'll jump off the building."

Nan Jia was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his head and glanced out of the window with a frivolous tone.

"Go to the city center, don't die in front of my eyes."