Ying Tongchen: "......"

Social death, Ying Tongchen has the heart to die.

Chapter 27

Ying Tongchen fled back to his apartment overnight, and took the "swag" by the way. After the doll finished playing the recorded content, it stopped automatically.

As soon as he got home, he picked up the scissors, the tips of which were icy and sharp.

With this cut, the Q version Zhuoshu's face will be finished.

He paused, then moved the scissors down again, this time the scissors went down, and the lower body would be finished.

"Ah!" Ying Tongchen let out a low roar, but in the end he couldn't make a move. He threw the doll aside and sat down on the sofa, looking ashamed.

For a short time, he didn't want to face the old man again.

At this moment, the phone vibrated twice, and he opened it to see that it was the news of the culprit.

【Zhuo Shu】: Being preached by an old man, the tiger shed tears.jpg

【Zhuoshu】: Tigers cry.jpg

【Zhuo Shu】: What about people?

[Ying Tongchen]: That's right! asshole.

【Zhuo Shu】: ? Say it again [Ying Tongchen]: I will kill you with a dung scoop.jpg

【Zhuo Shu】: Bold! I will kill you with a dung scoop.jpg

[Ying Tongchen]: If you have the ability, don't steal my expression pack! you asshole! Lao Tzu will kill you.jpg

[Zhuo Shu]: I think you are lawless! you wait for me! Lao Tzu will kill you.jpg

The WeChat chat between the two broke down, and no one was a bird.

Ying Tongchen put down his phone, turned his head and glanced at the Q version Zhuoshu lying on the sofa, found a rope from the toolbox, and let out a terrifying sneer.

It was almost eleven o'clock, and he took a hot bath. While blowing his hair, the scene of another big hand blowing his hair inexplicably came to his mind.

He shook his head and left the dog man behind.

Throwing the clothes into the washing machine on the balcony, he leaned against the railing and saw a pack of cigarettes on the small round table next to him. just remembered inadvertently, it seems that haven't smoked for several days.

In the past, he was very addicted to smoking. The old man and Meng Gong Lu Zongcai always told him to quit. After he was busy with work, he gradually quit, and only occasionally came to relax.

He reached out and touched the cigarette case, shook it, and a cigarette ran out of the case.

He tucked his fingers between his fingers, turned the lighter with the other hand, stared for a while, put down the cigarette, and turned to enter the house.

He found a better way to relax - to give the Q version Zhuo Shu a few punches.

Refreshed.

At this time, there seemed to be someone knocking on the door, first twice lightly, and then three times hard.

Ying Tongchen looked back: "Who is it?"

No one answered.

He walked to the door, glanced through the cat's eyes, saw no figure, and subconsciously picked up a long-handled umbrella at the door.

There was a few more knocks on the door.

Ying Tongchen opened the door, and just raised the umbrella handle to face the outside, when he saw Zhuo Shu flashing from the door, and subconsciously pressed the place where the umbrella was opened.

As soon as Zhuo Shu approached, he saw him spinning up an umbrella and propping it open above his head with a bang, which looked like some kind of strange welcome ceremony.

Zhuo Shu: "...?"

"Don't engage in these fancy ceremonies in the future." He glanced at Ying Tongchen with disgust.

Ying Tongchen: This is just a ceremony for you to welcome death.

"Where are the shoes." Zhuo Shu stood in the door and glanced around, and finally gave him a look, and tapped his forefoot on the ground, "Get me a new pair soon."

"It's so late, why did you come here on purpose to die?" Ying Tongchen put away his umbrella angrily, and found a pair of newly unpacked shoes from under the shoe cabinet.

"I'm not a ready-made person." Zhuo Shu said sternly.

"Then go barefoot or get out."

Zhuo Shu glared at him, changed his shoes scoldingly, and walked to the living room, while stating his purpose: "I came to you mainly to vent my anger, you just talked to me like that on WeChat, which made me very angry, I To... wait, what is that?!"

Zhuoshu paused, pointing at the sofa angrily.

Ying Tongchen looked in the direction and saw that Q version Zhuoshu was attached to the pillow. What was more special was that Q version Zhuoshu was tied to the pillow by ropes.

Ying Tongchen: "."

"What on earth did you do to it?!" Zhuo Shu raised his eyebrows, sat on the sofa, looked at the poor Q-version Xiao Zhuo Shu, and took it out of the rope with distress, "Give me a reasonable explain."

Ying Tongchen rubbed his temples and said, "I haven't asked you yet, what audio did you record in it?"

"Huh? What recording?"

Ying Tongchen looked at his extremely confused expression, not pretending to be, and wondered: "Didn't you do it?"

"What did I do?" Zhuo Shu turned his head to look at the Q version of himself, the more he looked, the more cute he became, he raised his hand and touched the Q version's face.

Ying Tongchen: "Don't!!!"

That's too late.

Zhuo Shu had already pressed the switch for recording, and Ying Tongchen's humming sound came from inside again.

Ying Tongchen once again died socially, and did not want to face the world again.

Zhuo Shu's eyes lit up: Wonderful.

"Hurry up and turn it off!" Ying Tongchen raised the volume.

Zhuo Shu pressed the switch again and found that it had no effect, and explained: "Maybe I was in a hurry, the workmanship was too fast, and they didn't have time to make the finished product, right? This is probably a semi-finished product. This recording pit was made last night by us. Too forgetful that we accidentally hit the switch?"

"Is this a joke?!" Ying Tongchen picked up the pillow and hit him on the head, "It's all your fault! What kind of shit are you doing!"

Zhuo Shu's brain was continuously beaten, and he was not angry at all. Instead, he was overjoyed and shook his head following the voice in the recording.

Ying Tongchen was tired from waving the pillow, and threw it aside, slumped on the other side of the sofa, tugged at the collar button, and kicked over: "Get up, go back to your house."