The villain of quick wear is so sticky

Chapter 158 Professor, are you going to kill me? (1)

Time flies, no matter how many heavenly and earthly treasures the big black dragon uses for Bai Mu, after thousands of years, Bai Mu still can't hold on.

She still remembers that silly dragon hugging her and crying to death...

In the system space, Bai Mu hugged his knees and nestled on the sofa, his face was dull, and the two fox ears on his head moved back and forth.

She... regained her memory.

The self in the last plane was so stupid, so stupid, she couldn't believe it was herself.

And the culprit stood in front of him, no, it couldn't be said to be the culprit, it should be said to be a group that helped the evildoers.

As early as a second before Bai Mu entered the space, Tuantuan sent his old friend Nuojiji away.

And a certain dog man has already gone to the next plane because of a guilty conscience.

"Gou Qingyu..." Don't let my old lady catch you!
"Master, master, Tuantuan can explain it." Tuantuan's two little paws were churning together uneasily, his eyes meowing all over the place, as if he was looking for the best escape route.

"Well, explain, I'll listen to your explanation, hehehe..." Bai Mu stood up, moving his fingers, and his bones made a "click, click, click" sound.

"Ahh! Killed the group! Killed the group!!!"

……

It had just rained last night, and the air was filled with a damp and rancid smell. There were rhythmic footsteps in the dilapidated residential building, and it seemed that water droplets were dripping from the ceiling, mixed with it, like a symphony.

There was still a voice-activated light on the side of the stairs, but it was obviously broken. The dim light was flickering, and half of the man's face could be seen clearly.

Cold and detached eyes, a pair of silver-rimmed glasses on the high bridge of the nose, reflecting a cold luster, thin lips, as if born a fickle person.

He was wearing a white shirt, buttoned up to the top, with an air of asceticism, but he could vaguely see a perfect figure... It made people want to take off his clothes.

Four words, gentle scum.

Few people live in this residential building anymore. After all, it is really dilapidated, and even the entire wall in some places has to be detached.

So the people who live here must have ghosts in their hearts.

The corners of Feng Qingyu's mouth curled up slightly, and it was fleeting. His eyes were full of excitement, madness, and excitement. The light shone on half of his face, half of which was an angel and half a demon.

Only then did he notice that he was holding a scalpel in his hand, which was as cold as its owner.

Arriving at the fourth floor, looking at the password door that has been strengthened several times in front of him, Feng Qingyu's eyes were dim, and three words came out of his mouth, "Interesting..."

Did he think he could... escape?

Feng Qingyu went up and knocked on the door a few times, appearing very patient, but from his slightly lowered eyes, it could be seen that his patience had reached its limit.

"It's really disobedient..."

"Who?" came a rude voice from inside.

Feng Qingyu raised his eyebrows, and his voice had become the voice of a middle-aged uncle, "The takeaway with the tail number is 3769, open the door quickly, I am in a hurry to place an order."

The people inside seemed to have hesitated for a long time before they heard the sound of hurried footsteps, one door after another opened, and finally reached the outermost door.

It was a big fat man dressed like a human being, with a lot of fat in his stomach, and even his forehead was reflective.

He lowered his head when he opened the door, so he didn't notice Feng Qingyu's appearance immediately, "Where is the takeaway I ordered?"

"Long time no see, Wang Zhiwen..." Feng Qingyu resumed her original voice.

Wang Zhiwen looked at Feng Qingyu in horror, no, to be precise, he should be looking in horror at an inconspicuous rose pattern on Feng Qingyu's clothes.

Just a year ago, a perverted murderer suddenly appeared in City A. No matter whether he was in a high position or in the lower class, as long as he was targeting him, he would die, and everyone died in a different way.

Just three days ago, Wang Zhiwen received a letter with a rose pattern, he knew, he panicked, he was being targeted by that perverted murderer.

This is the case with all the dead people. After receiving the item with the rose pattern, they belched within four days.

He thought that as long as he hid well, no one would find him, but he didn't expect this day to come.

"I, I will give you a lot of money, no, no, I will give you all my property, don't kill me, don't kill me..."

"But what should I do? The whole city of A knows that you have received the rose design. If you don't die, I will lose face."

Feng Qingyu smiled softly, took out a pocket watch from his pocket, and shook it in front of Wang Zhiwen's eyes.

Hypnotism has always been his special skill.

"Tell me, what's your name?"

"Wang Zhiwen."

"What did you do 15 years ago?"

"..."

Like all the dead, Wang Zhiwen wrote a confession before he died, muttering incessantly: "I am guilty, I... plead guilty."

There was a thunder outside the window.

He slowly raised the scalpel on the table, and plunged it into his stomach. Blood continued to flow from the corner of his mouth, and his movements continued...

……

Somewhere in a large manor, a thin little girl curled up on the sofa and watched TV. Her facial features were exquisite, like a porcelain doll, but due to long-term malnutrition, her face became thinner and more awkward.

She was wearing bulky clothes and a peaked cap on her head, wishing she could cover her whole body.

Her hair was loose, covering the entire right side of her face. With her sudden movement of covering her ears, her hair slid to the side, revealing the black birthmark that occupied the entire right side of her face.

The news is playing on the TV, and the title is #某树屋屋屋屋她奇死自己,写写笑责书#
Then a photo was played, a fat man fell on the ground, holding a scalpel in his hand, just placed it in his stomach, smashed it, smashed his small intestine and large intestine, it looked disgusting and scary.

Bai Mu felt that he needed to maintain the image of the original owner, so he covered his ears and screamed, "Ah! Ah!"

To be honest, Bai Mu still can't accept his current identity. It's really too painful to be unable to speak, and his wife is too painful.

She suspected that a dog man did it on purpose.

The servants in the manor heard the "miserable" cry and ran in quickly. The one who ran in front was Bai Jingze who just got off the car.

Bai Jingze is the elder brother of Bai Mu's body, and he is also the person who loves the original owner the most. To sum it up, it is the word "sister control".

He rushed to the living room at once, but suddenly thought of something, he stopped there abruptly, resisting the worries in his heart, and slowly walked to Bai Mu, "Mu'er, what's the matter, can you talk to my brother?" ?”

Of course it is impossible to say.

In the memory of the original owner, no matter how much Bai Jingze begged, the original owner never said a word to him.

(End of this chapter)