my stealth fighter

Chapter 78 The Sticky Knife
Chen Yiyi returned the same way.

She walked neither fast nor slow, maintaining her normal walking rhythm.

There are fewer and fewer pedestrians on the road.

The knife in her hand is a very common folding knife, the kind used by every family to peel fruit. It should not be very useful for other purposes besides peeling fruit, and because of frequent fruit peeling, the blade is still a bit sticky.

But it doesn't matter, as long as it's a knife, at least it's better than a dagger made of tiles.

"Please, stop hitting!"

In the alley, several men beat and kicked a person around him.

"My girlfriend is also someone you can see?"

"Let you see! Can you try another one?"

"Look again and gouge your eyes out!"

Chen Yiyi passed by indifferently, and she didn't mean to meddle in her own business at all. Whether those people died or lived had nothing to do with her.

The situation that others cannot see her like this allows her to hear and see many secrets hidden behind people, and she can also witness what is happening in the dark corners of the city.

All she wanted to know now was whether those people standing downstairs in the rented apartment had left. She hoped that they hadn't left. It was best not to delay until tomorrow what could be resolved tonight.

It wasn't long before she was back on the street where the rental apartment building was located.

The public bathhouse was about to close, and people who took a bath could only come in and out, and other small shops nearby had already closed.

She looked up, the light in the room on the third floor of the rental apartment was still on, and the light in the administrator's room was also on.

The bright headlights came on from behind her.

A car was coming and the driver didn't see her.

She stepped aside nimbly.

The car drove past, and by the headlights, she saw that the few people in the corner ahead hadn't left yet.

They yawned and smoked one cigarette after another to refresh themselves.

"I'm so sleepy, when are we going to wait?" someone asked.

"What time is it? Why didn't you get sleepy when you played cards all night?"

They were chattering non-stop, and Chen Yiyi was standing against the wall a few steps away from them.

She had the patience to wait.

A man who seemed to be the leader threw away the unfinished cigarette butt and stamped it out, "I'm going to drain the water, keep your eyes open, don't miss it!"

After nightfall, the tenants who rented out the apartment building returned one after another, and until now, people occasionally come in and out.

Whenever someone came in and out, they stretched their necks to confirm whether it was Jiang Chanji from the aspects of age, appearance, height, etc.—but they did not confirm from the gender.

The leader walked deeper into the street, found a secluded corner, unbuttoned his pants and brewed to urinate.

wow——

While pouring out, a sense of joy and comfort made his spine go numb.

Suddenly, his neck felt cold.

There is a sharp metallic touch on the skin.

He has seen the world, otherwise he would not be able to do this kind of work, and immediately realized that what was holding his neck was a small knife or dagger, and it was still a little sticky...

Could it be stained with blood?

"Don't move, don't shout."

A hoarse female voice came from behind him.

There's no air of menace, no emotion in the voice, which is all the more terrifying.

female?

He froze for a moment, and raised his hands reflexively.

"Don't...don't kill me...I'll give you everything you want...the mobile phone and wallet are in his trouser pocket..." He resolutely admitted that he was not a hero.

With each swallow, he felt the throat slide under the point of the knife.

"Leave this city... If I see you again... I will kill you." She said with difficulty.

"Okay! I promise! I will leave this city immediately and never come back!"

A hero doesn't suffer from immediate losses, so he readily agreed.

"Leave tonight and take the others with you."

"Okay! Let's go tonight!"

The point of the knife left his neck.

He didn't dare to act rashly, for fear that the woman behind him would regret stabbing him, and he turned around tremblingly only after about ten seconds.

There was no one behind.

"Fuck! Boss, did you pee your pants?"

When he returned to those people, they smelled the obvious smell of urine, looked at his crotch again, and couldn't help laughing.

"Back then, you pissed three feet against the wind, but now you have a shoe against the wind?"

"Boss, is your kidney overdrawn?"

He roared angrily, "Shut up! Don't talk nonsense! Did a woman follow me just now?"

"Women? How can there be women?"

"Boss, if you want to go to the big health care, just say so!"

Several people were baffled by his yelling.

He touched his neck, and there were still marks from the blade on the skin. The knife didn't seem too sharp.

"withdraw!"

He waved.

"Won't you wait?" The few people asked in surprise, just now he obviously still looked like he was going to wait all night today.

"To shut up!"

He just walked around from the gate of hell, and he became angry for no reason, wishing to beat them up to vent his anger.

He has offended too many people in his line of work, God knows who threatened him.

Those few people didn't dare to ask anymore, and sat in the car when they came in together.

On the road, he frequently observed the rear through the rearview mirror to confirm that there was no vehicle following him.

Want to leave the city?
If he was frightened by such a few words and ran away in despair, how would he accept business in the future?
Although he didn't know the identity of the woman, but he was negligent today, as long as he strengthened his defenses in the future, it shouldn't be a big problem.

He didn't see it, and neither did the others. Besides them, there was another girl in this MPV, quietly curled up in the corner.

She is petite and can be tucked under the seat if necessary.

The MPV drove back to their temporary residence, and the group of people who had been yawning just now regained their spirits and got together to play cards.

He declined the invitation of others to play cards together, entered his room, locked the door, and added an additional lock just to be cautious.

Check the window, it's closed tightly.

call--

He finally breathed a sigh of relief, fetched whiskey and ice cubes, poured himself a glass, sat down on the sofa, and planned to drink to calm his shock.

Raise your glass and look up.

Bronze-colored clear liquid trickled down his throat.

happy!

However, as soon as he swallowed the wine, his neck felt cold again.

Familiar metal touch, familiar slime.

He maintained the posture of raising his head and raising his glass, not daring to move, his whole body was cold, colder than the ice cubes in the glass.

what happened?

How did she get in?When did you come in?

Across the wall, other people were still yelling and drinking. Even if he dared to call for help, they might not be able to hear him.

silence.

This time, the woman didn't take the initiative to speak.

"I... I was going to go..." he said tremblingly.

"I really didn't lie to you! I'm really about to leave! Look, I said I'm leaving tonight, but it's not dawn yet. I just want to come back and change my pants..." He pointed at his wet pants and forcibly argued.

The force of the blade increased a little, and it sank deeply into his skin.

Fortunately, the knife was blunt, otherwise his trachea would have been cut open.

Every time he uttered a word, every time he swallowed saliva, his throat scraped against the blade.

"I swear! I swear! I will definitely leave tonight and never come back! I beg you, don't kill me..."

This time he was really scared. If he was negligent last time, he deliberately guarded against it this time, but he was still unable to guard against it.

That woman was like a shadowy ghost.

How many lives does he have to dare to play with her?
After a few seconds, the blade moved away.

He maintained a stiff posture and did not dare to move. After a few more seconds, he suddenly jumped forward and turned around at the same time.

The back of the sofa is empty.

Drenched in cold sweat, he looked around the room.

The window was not opened, the door was not opened, that is to say, the woman should not have left, she was still in the house.

Clap!

He grasped the neck of the whiskey bottle, smashed the bottle against the corner of the table, held the upper half of the bottle with uneven section as a weapon, and protected his chest.

His eyes looked around nervously, not letting go of every corner of the house where people could hide.

"What kind of skill is it to attack from behind? I don't believe that I can be afraid of you, a bitch, face to face? Come out if you have the ability!" He swears to embolden himself.

He was frightened by the knives that kept coming out of his back all of a sudden, and even when he moved, he could only lean his back against the wall, walking sideways like a crab.

He searched the small house with one bedroom, one living room and one bathroom in fear, including under the bed and in the closet, searching for any corner that could hide people.

He also searched for places where people could not hide, such as in the refrigerator freezer, and almost opened the toilet tank to check.

When passing by the doors and windows, he reconfirmed that the doors and windows were locked firmly.

no one.

Sometimes no one is scarier than someone.

There seemed to be some kind of invisible ghost lurking in the empty house.

He just held the half of the bottle and stood against the wall, as if he was fighting against the air.

But how long can this last?
One hour?
two hours?

Doesn't he have to eat, sleep, or shit?

Could it be that he couldn't be alone for the rest of his life?Do you have to find someone to accompany you even when you poop?

Half an hour later, his sweat had been up and down for several rounds. His body was hot and cold, and then hot again. In the end, his body was severely dehydrated, and he didn't even have a drop of sweat. His mouth was dry to death.

Obviously, he just needs to go to the faucet to get a glass of water to drink, but he dare not, because to get water means that his back should be away from the wall. A solid wall can bring a sense of security. Even the female ghost in the movie has to teach the Basic Law, which is very difficult. Don't go directly through the wall.

"I give in, I admit defeat, I will take people away immediately, and I will never come back."

He gave up all resistance, threw away the half bottle, and raised his hands in surrender.

There was no sound in the room.

He rubbed his back against the wall to the door, unlocked the door, pushed the door open, and shouted outside: "Stop messing around! Pack up your things and leave!"

Those people were dumbfounded.

"Boss, where are you going this late at night?"

where to go...

He didn't know where to go, he only knew that he had to leave immediately, the farther the better, no amount of money could buy his life.

When he opened the door, Chen Yiyi bent down and got out from under his arms, just like when she entered the room.

Threats, not harm.

She didn't violate the precepts of the superhuman.

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　　By the way, I didn't write those swear words after voting for recommendation, I have integrity
　　


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