MTL - Pulling Together a Villain Reformation Strategy-Chapter 59 Out of the limelight

Yan Yan is going to get bored.

When the door of his ward was ringed for the twentieth time, he wrapped his quilt, squinted at the bed and touched the cup of drinking water, throwing it out at the door of the ward.

"Snapped!"

Yan Yan roared: "Don't bother me any more!"

The door was not closed, and the oh yeah opened. A tall, tall boy in his twenties took a bunch of roses and stared at him.

Yan Yan turned around and stunned and said, "Ah, Lao Meng?"

Mengbin carefully walked around the broken glass **** into the ward, and put the roses in his arms on the bed. He didn't breathe: "What do you think?"

Yan Yan took a look at the cell phone on the pillow and looked at the time. He was tired and said: "I didn't sleep until four in the morning this morning. It's just eight o'clock, it's already half a grade - let Laozi know Which **** said my ward number, the first thing I did when I was discharged was to kill him."

Meng Bin smiled and said: "Whoever makes you the school's number one school grass?" Hey, look at this room, roses, all women are there?"

Yan Yan looked at him with vigilance: "I also said, do you take the flowers to do it? Tell you, Lao Tzu can not do the foundation!"

Meng Bin said without words: "Big brother, you should not misunderstand." He pointed to the rose next to him and said: "When I came, I just met Pan Yanmo from our class and took the flowers from you downstairs. I look at the girls. The eyes are red, and it is estimated that it was bombarded by you. If you are pitiful, you will help her take the flowers."

Yan Yan laughed and didn't say anything about it. He asked casually: "How are you preparing for the graduation ceremony this afternoon?"

Meng Bindao: "All are ready, but unfortunately you can't come if you are unlucky. Everyone is very disappointed."

Yan Yan did not care that he waved his hand: "If you leave the hospital, please invite you to dinner. You can help me get the graduation certificate."

Mengbin nodded and looked at his bandage and asked: "Brother, I said that you are really unlucky. In the middle of the night, there are so few people on the street who can get a car accident. Did the driver find it?"

Yan Yan looked at the strange silence for a while, probably thinking of the so-called "cause driver": "No", he sat up slowly on his chest, understatement: "If you don't find it, the driver is not easy." I am still alive."

Meng Bin opened his mouth in surprise and looked at the eyes of the aliens.

Yan Yan glanced at him and said: "Buddy, you close your mouth, just a few teeth, whichever is not good."

Meng Bin couldn't take care of his cynicism and was surprised: "Hey, have you smashed your head? Usually I accidentally stepped on you and you have to squat back. So people who must report the small intestines are seriously injured today. Tell me what to do? You, you, are you still Yan Yan?"

Yan Yan now not only has a chest pain, but also a headache in his head. He licked his temple and slowly swallowed: "Now listen to my instructions, take a break, stand upright, turn backwards, one by one... very good. Now open the door, walk in step, Close the door, don't send it!"

The responding Mengbin shouted outside the door: "Yan Yan!"

Yan Yan turned his head in peace and closed his eyes and muttered: "Goodbye!"

He was really sleepy, and his injuries were heavy, so he slept until the night, but no one bothered him in the middle, but as the sky gradually darkened, Yan Yan could always hear it in his sleep. The weeping sound echoed in my ear.

After he turned over a few bodies, he couldn't sleep anymore. When he was slammed up, the quilt in the single room had no one but himself. Yan Yan looked at the place where the cry came. Seeing a window outside the window on the 13th floor fluttering, arms stretched out, and the volley stepped toward the window.

Yan Yan is not afraid at all, even the meaning of getting up from the bed, the hands of the chest cold and ice: "Where are the wild ghosts, dare to challenge me here? Still not back!"

The last "retreat" word suddenly increased, very majestic, the shadow seemed to be amazed, suddenly stuck in place, but did not leave. Yan Yan frowned, was about to send him a shot, the black shadow suddenly went crazy through the window, a knee bent, gave Yan Yan.

Yan Wei: "..."

He wiped his face and confirmed that he did not have a dream. This said: "...you get up, have words...that...just say."

The black shadow did not stand up, and screamed and screamed: "Yan Shangjun, ask the king to save me!"

Yan Yan suddenly heard this title, could not help but sigh, then he tiredly leaned his back on the bed, faintly said: "No matter where you are from, I can tell you, I am not Xuan Huang. Under the door, do you have any grievances, or go find someone else!"

The black shadow apparently did not expect that he would refuse to do so. After a moment of sighing, he reacted. He quickly said: "Shangjun, this is not what others told me. It was what you said the night before when you started the ghost car!" ”

Yan Wei: "..."

Although his identity on the face is a senior graduate of Ledu Police University, he is actually a disciple of Xuan Huangzong. In ancient China, there were many sects of cultivating sin and demon. Just with the development of science and technology, in today's society, these sects are gradually hidden in the dense forests, and no longer allow disciples under the door to reveal their identities. All martial art. It is collectively referred to as the "fourth world." Among them, Xuan Huangzong and Xiling School have the strongest strength. What is more coincidental is that the two disciples, Yan Yan and Jiang Linqing, were all in charge of the sects when they were less than 20 years old. The relationship was very slim until Yan Yan abdicated because of some changes. His name gradually faded.

The ghost car is an ancient bird demon, with no head and four wings. The eyes are long on the wings. I like to **** the brain in the middle of the night. It is not very common now. The naked eye can't see it. Yan Yan, who saw the body returning to school last night, just bumped into it and attacked a private car. Although he is no longer a sovereign, but he is also a man who is a man of spells. Since he has hit this thing, he can’t help but die, so he has subdued the ghost car, but he wants to protect the innocent passers-by. After a slap in the face, I was directly smashed into this **** hospital, and even the graduation ceremony was wrong.

Now think about it, probably at that time, in order to shock the ghost car to self-report the door, the result was secretly heard by the ghost hiding place.

Because of some scruples in the past, he was inconvenient and too frequent to shoot. At this time, he could only secretly smack his mouth in his heart, and he reluctantly said: "You should talk about something first."

The black shadow sees the door, and I am overjoyed. I quickly said, "Yes. It is like this. My name is Liu Futong. It was originally an ordinary taxi driver. Five days ago, because of the fatigue driving, I drove the car into the river and drowned... ”

Yan Wei: "..." He pulled a corner of his mouth and finally resisted the laughter without wickedness. He maintained a cold expression and said: "You lift your head."

Liu Futong raised his head obediently, and Yan Yan pointed to his eyebrows. The original shape without the shape of the body suddenly revealed the face of the deceased before his death - the face is green and purple, the eyeball is prominent, it is indeed suffocating and dying, just this person The length of the long-term appearance is not good, and with such a death method, it seems a bit scary.

Yan Yan coughed, and his fingers changed him back to the original black paint: "Let's continue."

Liu Futong said: "This is a life, and I can't blame others. So I thought about the first seven days and then I can divide the tires, but...but the mortuary next door suddenly happened! The spirits inside are suddenly Nothing!"

Yan Yan frowned and asked: "How do you know?"

Liu Fu channel: "I and a driver named Amin died on the same day, so I was more involved. I always talked together in the past few days. As a result, the day before yesterday, we said half, he suddenly filled with pain. I rolled the ground and screamed in my mouth. I was shocked and asked: 'Amin, what's wrong with you?' He was so sweaty, but he couldn't answer a word, and then suddenly disappeared. I was a little worried, and I quickly went to see next to his body next door. As a result, I found out that there was no spirit in the mortuary next door! I don’t know if it was a psychological effect. I felt like myself after I escaped. Getting weaker and weaker, the body seems to be **** by something... Shangjun, you can save me! Waiting for me to give you a baby to be a cow!"

In the face of his pleading, Yan Yan just said, "Hmm", faintly said: "I already know things, I will solve it, you go back and wait for the tires."

He said that he raised his hand and waved, and a breeze rose up. Liu Futong, who wanted to say something, suddenly disappeared.

After he left, Yan Yan couldn't sleep. He rubbed his fingers. When the light was shining, he followed the fingertips and drifted into the unintelligible darkness. This is a unique communication method of Xuanhuang. He slowly swallowed the light and disappeared, slowly swallowed up, walked to the window and looked around, confirming that after the night was quiet, he pushed the window straight and jumped off the 13th floor.

His body is not falling straight, but from time to time to look at the railings next to the side or the tip of the wall to ease the momentum, and soon to the first floor.