The best boy on campus

After Yang Defeng left the Nachuan family cemetery as if fleeing for his life, he went straight to Nachuanxiong's house. Although Nachuanxiong mainly operates in ln province, he also has real estate in Harbin city of hl province. The villa is far away and is located in the urban area**(

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When Yang Defeng arrived by car, Na Chuanxiong, who was full of ambition, was lying on the sofa watching TV, and his mistress, Xiao Niaoyiren, was lying in his arms. Hearing Yang Defeng coming in, Na Chuanxiong casually raised his eyes Ask him: "How is it? What did the old man go to the cemetery in the afternoon? Did you do anything or say anything?"

Yang Defeng swallowed hard and said: "The distance is too far, I didn't hear what he said to the old man, but after I went in, I found a wine glass in front of the grave, he should be drinking with the old man..."

Na Chuanxiong sneered and said, "That old thing really has a heart. What kind of wine do people drink when they're dead? Can the old man crawl out of the grave just by nagging him a few words?"

Yang Defeng wiped the cold sweat off his head. He didn't know what to say or not to say about the weird scene just now. Na Chuanxiong looked up at him, frowned and said, "What's wrong with you? You look so ugly, is there any accident?"

Yang Defeng was terrified when he thought about it: "Master Xiong, there is something I want to tell you, please don't blame me for lying..."

Na Chuanxiong sat up from the sofa and asked suspiciously, "What's the matter?"

Yang Defeng pondered for a while, and said with tight skin: "I was in the cemetery just now, and I saw the ghost of the old man. He was really wearing a red dress, standing behind the grave bag, his face was covered with blood, and he looked straight at me. Mom is lucky that I ran fast, otherwise I would have been strangled to death by him."

After hearing this, the mistress of the college student in Na Chuanxiong's arms immediately screamed, sat up too, and stared at him in horror.

Na Chuanxiong's heart sank, he slapped the table and said angrily, "You're fooling around with nonsense, how can there be ghosts in this world?"

Yang Defeng said with a bitter face: "Master Xiong, give me ten guts and I wouldn't dare to joke about it. What I said is true, that's really the old prince. The clothes on his body are blood red. It can't be that he died with regret. Think about it." Ask for our lives..."

"Fuck you, dare to talk nonsense again. Believe it or not, I will tear your mouth apart? How can there be ghosts in the world? You must be fooled. You call a few people now, and then go back to the graveyard for me to see what's going on. "Son," Na Chuanxiong said coldly. Don't look at his pretending to be fearless, but his heart is actually in a mess. His four brothers and Huo Guolin conspired to poison Lord Na Chuan, and framed him on Liu Boyang. Old man The death is really miserable and unjust

When Yang Defeng heard that he wanted to let him go back, his expression was bitter, and he almost knelt down to Na Chuanxiong: "Master Xiong, even if you beat me to death today, I won't dare to go back. I really see clearly, that is the old prince." Maybe he will come to look for you tonight, let's quickly find Zhang Laodao..."

Before Yang Defeng could finish his sentence, Na Chuanxiong's big slap was already slapped, "I'll fuck you to find me, you're the only one who has the guts to mess around with me!"

Half of Yang Defeng's face was swollen from being slapped, and he left the villa in trepidation with a few obedient words.

Na Chuanxiong sat back on the sofa alone, upset, took the cigarette case and started to smoke. The college student's mistress had a pale face and had no idea, and whispered: "Brother Xiong, how about..."

Na Chuanxiong gave her a hard look: "What do you want to say? You also believe in such things? If you are afraid, get the fuck out of me too."

Of course the mistress didn't dare to leave, she was afraid that Na Chuanxiong would kill her if she didn't walk out of the door, so she could only sigh secretly, and stood by his side in fear

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Outside the villa, Yang Defeng got into the car, but he still couldn't calm down for a long time. He was about to reverse the car out of Na Chuanxiong's villa, but before he was on the road, suddenly in the dark car, he saw the rear view glass through the rearview glass. A figure in red was sitting on the seat, looking at him bleeding from all seven orifices

Yang Defeng just wanted to yell, but a pair of Bai Shengsheng's palms had already stretched out and grabbed his neck fiercely. Yang Defeng struggled for less than a minute, his eyes popped out, his tongue stuck out, and he died tragically in the car. inside……

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In the villa, Na Chuanxiong called Yang Defeng, but no one answered for a long time. Na Chuanxiong scolded fiercely: "This coward dare not answer my call, I will have him bloodletting tomorrow."

The mistress said nervously: "Brother Xiong, why don't you quickly call Brother Long and Brother Hu and call them over to discuss this matter..."

Just as the mistress finished speaking, she suddenly heard a creepy laugh coming from outside the house. It was the old man's dry and hoarse laugh. I don't know if it was due to psychological effects. She actually sounded like Lord Nachuan. sound

"Brother Xiong, listen, listen, someone is laughing outside..." Mistress broke out in a cold sweat

"You don't fucking talk to me, if you annoy me again, get out!" Na Chuanxiong cursed

But suddenly he also heard the voice of that strange laugh, and his nerves tensed up, and the mistress burst into tears: "Brother Xiong, it can't be that the old man is back..."

Na Chuanxiong slapped his mistress angrily, kicked her and said, "Get out of here, do you hear me? Don't fucking bother me here anymore"

The mistress was most afraid of these things, so she got up from the ground regardless of life or death, and said to Na Chuanxiong, "Brother Xiong, you must be careful, if you can't do it, call someone over..."

"Get rolling" Na Chuanxiong said impatiently, but when his mistress left, he still called a few of his confidantes: "Liangzi, it's me, hurry up and bring a few people to my villa, is there any consecration at home?" Bring everything here, yes, let people go to the Taoist temple to bring Zhang Laodao here, cinnabar and yellow seals, everything you can bring.”

When the other end of the phone asked what happened, Na Chuanxiong didn't say much, and hung up the phone directly.

The laughter outside seemed to have disappeared, Na Chuanxiong breathed a sigh of relief, and watched TV absent-mindedly, with a sound of "cha ㊣(5)", all the lights at home suddenly went out, and the whole villa suddenly turned into darkness

"Who the fuck is that? Who is pretending to be a ghost? If you have the ability, get out and let me see you!" Na Chuanxiong kicked off the table and shouted sternly, beads of sweat falling on his forehead

As soon as the voice fell, the TV was turned on strangely, and there was a piece of snow inside, but it turned into blood red again in an instant, without any image

Na Chuanxiong was completely frightened, and wanted to run away, when suddenly the door of the villa opened inwards, and a "dark wind" from outside blew in, and the windows were rattled by the blowing

A figure in red clothes floated in from outside, stretched out his hands, and grabbed Na Chuanxiong.

Na Chuanxiong could see clearly between the calcium carbide sparks, that was indeed Lord Na Chuan, even the appearance of death was exactly the same as before the burial, bleeding from all seven orifices, and his skin was pale

"Father, don't come to me. The elder brother and the second brother killed you. They are the ones who poisoned you. They have nothing to do with me. I'm a beast and I'm not a human. Please forgive me." The power and prestige and temper of the mafia boss made him urinate blood on the spot, knelt on the ground and begged for mercy

The red figure floated past him, Na Chuanxiong couldn't hear the movement all of a sudden, turned around suddenly, and saw a white face hanging upside down behind him, facing him with a sneer, the two faces were close at hand, Na Chuanxiong Chuanxiong screamed, rolled his eyes, foamed at the mouth, and fell unconscious

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Ten minutes later, the rescuers called by Na Chuanxiong, headed by the bald Liangzi, drove to Na Chuanxiong's villa. It was so late, they didn't invite the old Taoist Zhang, only Liangzi was holding a statue of Avalokitesvara The Bodhisattva came quickly, and what puzzled them was that the lights in Brother Xiong's house were actually dark?