He was spoiled by his family when he was a child, and his studies were smooth. After graduation, he joined the job without any twists and turns. It can be said that he has not experienced any hardship since he was a child, so he is inevitably a bit delicate.

Yan Wushu snorted angrily: "Damn capitalist!" Blame all this on the boss who asked him to buy coffee for nothing.

However, he was timid, and only dared to complain secretly, and rushed back with his head buried in the coffee bag after scolding.

He walked in such a hurry that he didn't even notice that double shadows appeared inexplicably on the surrounding streets. Slowly, the double shadows became bigger and bigger, and the entire street scene was completely blurred.

Stepped into the puddle with one foot, and the splashed water hit the ankle, which was icy cold.

"Eh?"

When he looked up, he realized that the sky was already dark, and the dark clouds were hanging over the sky, with only one face to face, the raindrops were falling down.

Yan Wushu hurriedly wanted to find a place to hide from the rain, but when he looked around, he was instantly stunned. The surrounding streets were not at all the streets he walked on just now.

The commercial street opposite the company is very new and very lively. It is by no means what it is now - it is old and deserted. The concrete road on the ground is full of potholes.

But he couldn't care about that much anymore, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, accompanied by the dull thunder, the rain poured down like a waterfall in an instant, only one "Old Jin Non-staple Food Store" was open nearby, Yan Wushu hurriedly rushed to the coffeeinto the store.

Sitting behind the counter was a middle-aged man smoking a cigarette. He didn't look up when he heard the movement, and he didn't even bother to greet him.

He didn't hear the sound of the guests walking for a while, so he looked up.

When he saw Yan Wushu, he was startled at first, but soon his eyes were in a trance, and there was a trace of confusion: "... Wushu?"

The two words Wushu made the eyes of the middle-aged man gradually clear, and he turned to be dazed just now, and said in a familiar tone: "Why are you here, today is the weekend?" Then he looked at the calendar and confirmed that it was not the weekend, the man was instantly furious, "Xiaotu——" Facing Shangyan Wushu's beautiful and innocent eyes, he forcibly swallowed the little brat back, but still said unhappily, "You're fucking skipping class again?! You're already in college and you're not motivated to make plans for your future.I'll tell you that I will move out with your aunt after receiving the demolition money in a few days! Then you will be left to fend for yourself!"

Yan Wushu, who had just arrived, was dumbfounded by the scolding, and opened his mouth slightly.

"Uncle, you...know me?"

As soon as he said this, the owner of the store suddenly became furious: "Hey you brat!" He picked up the broom beside him and was about to beat him.

Yan Wushu was taken aback, and kept backing away with the bag in his arms. He was timid and thought he was suffering from a mental illness, so he turned around and ran out of the store, along the eaves of the door, regardless of whether he would get caught in the rain or not.

Because he was worried that the middle-aged man would chase him out, he probed his head and observed for a while, and he was relieved when he saw that no one came out.

The air in a thunderstorm day was extremely humid and dull, and he was drenched in the rain again, which made him feel very uncomfortable. Yan Wushu hid under the eaves of the door and was extremely wronged. He couldn't help but take out the coffee from the bag, thinking that it would be a big deal before the rain stopped before buying.a cup.

One mouthful made him stick out his tongue, making him even more sad.

Knowing that this would not work, Yan Wushu put away his coffee and stood up again, wondering if he could borrow an umbrella.

Just now, the rain was heavy and he couldn't look carefully. He couldn't see the situation on the other side clearly through the foggy rain, but he could see clearly from the side of the street. The iron curtains were tightly closed, with rust spots on them, and manyThe notes for lease and transfer only depend on the degree of incompleteness and weathering of the paper. These notices have probably expired long ago.

And don't know why, can always smell a rusty smell, even if it is such a heavy rain, it can't cover it.

The majestic sound of the rain covered up other faint movements. Yan Wushu walked around, but he couldn't find another shop that could shelter from the rain, so he could only go back to the non-staple food store with trepidation.

"Uncle, can I please—"

Pupils constricted.

The small non-staple food store was full of blood splatters, and the middle-aged man who had just yelled at him was sitting at the source of the blood splatters.

"Tick tock" a drop of blood merged into a pool of blood.

Yan Wushu woke up with a start, his stiff body wanted to move, but his limbs were uncontrollable, and the coffee bag fell to the ground with a thud.

This movement was not obvious amidst the sound of rain, but it still alarmed the third person in this small space.

"Tsk, is there anyone else?" The black figure in the depths of the shop straightened up and turned around slowly, "It's just in time, I'm not proficient in using this sword rain, and I need someone to practice."

The excitement in the words made Yan Wushu feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave. He wanted to turn around and run away, but his body couldn't do it because of fear.

With just one thought, the black shadow was already in front of him.

The whole face was held, white and tender flesh bulged between the thick and dark fingers, and the gangster in the one-piece hoodie gave a strange laugh: "Where is the little rabbit, shaking with fright?"

The gangsters were not in a hurry to attack him at all, they looked around and even pulled his eyelashes, as if they wanted to know if it was true, under the pressure of absolute power, Yan Wushu was like the rabbit in his mouth, ready to be slaughtered.

Seeing that his movements were getting more and more excessive, reaching to the neckline, Yan Wushu finally gathered his strength to struggle.

It's a pity that his strength compared to the gangster is like a mayfly shaking a big tree, but it made the other party unhappy, his face was clenched even harder, and the gangster's tone was dangerous:

"Little rabbit, if you move again, I'll cut your throat. After all, no matter how cute a live rabbit is, it's not as cute as a dead rabbit."

The sharp blades glowed with a faint blue cold light under the fluorescent lamp, but the most incredible thing was that these blades were suspended in the air, without any traces of hanging silk threads.

The heart of Yan Wushu who was pointed at by the blade was beating wildly.He was not stupid, he knew that the other party had no intention of letting him go, and as the only witness, he would definitely die.

The beautiful eyes under the palm of the hand were slightly stained red, and the water droplets on the tip of the eyelashes could not fall off, reflecting a crystal and fragile luster under the light, this look was obviously terrified to death, but held back the appearance of not daring to cry, literally dancing on the gangster's excitement point.

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