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Chapter 134 Judo Seventh Dan

"Wait!" I shouted and ran over to the car.

Shen Bing rolled his eyes and looked at me angrily, as if he was particularly despised my temporary change of mind.

Wang Zijun was waiting for me to come, and immediately pushed open the car door for me and waved to me happily: "Come up."

I quickly ran to the front and jumped into the car, looking disgraceful, as if I was afraid that Shen Bing would not wait for me. After getting on the car, I said to them, "Eat some simple meal and go find Yan Xiang immediately."

Qu Mo and Wang Zijun didn't know who Yan Xiang was, and they all looked at me blankly.

Shen Bing frowned and asked, "It's your business to find him, what are you talking to us."

I was not in the mood to bicker with her, thinking that there was nothing you had to do, what would you say? It was an old problem. Seeing that I didn't answer, Shen Bing drove away with a proud look on his face as if he had won a battle.

Qu Mo and Wang Zijun chatted together to avoid the awkward atmosphere in the car, but I was really not in the mood to speak. I kept thinking about the black air on Shen Bing's forehead. Sometimes, she looked at the rearview mirror intentionally or unintentionally, and I could clearly see the situation between her eyebrows. I was sure that this black air was exactly the same as Lu Xiaoxiang's sign.

Because this black gas has a characteristic, I have seen the little girl with my own eyes. Qin Sihua and Lu Xiaoxiang's black gas are all in the shape of a starfish, spreading from the center of the eyebrows to the four out of the four. Once it occurs, just like Lu Xiaoxiang's appearance before committing suicide, half of her face will turn black.

I vaguely understand something now, that is the relationship between the Night Demon Eye and the boarding ghost. Basically, among the four people who died of boarding ghosts in the past few days, three of them were close to Ermao except Lu Xiaoxiang. If Lu Xiaoxiang was an accident, it was not entirely true. Qu Mo seemed to have acted as a disseminator, indirectly allowing Lu Xiaoxiang to encounter such a vicious ghost.

The possession of a boarding ghost means that the host is labeled as a death-death label. It is endless and it is undoubtedly death. I was not in a hurry to get on the bus just now? At this moment, I was still worried about this matter. Although Shen Bing could not change his mind to me, my heart for her will never change. I would rather trade my life for her safety.

I was very depressed at noon. Maybe I shouldn't have come. Gao Song found a luxurious hotel and asked for a private room, which was higher than Fumanlou. He and Shen Bing sat together, and the two of them performed a very loving drama in front of me. Gao Song couldn't help picking up food for Shen Bing, and Shen Bing also fed him with his own hands, treating me as a dead person!

Qu Mo and Wang Zijun ate in silence, not daring to take a breath, and secretly watched my expression from time to time.

I looked at the performance of the two of them coldly, thinking that if I am dead, I will just treat you as a dead person, which will not hinder your love. I don’t care about Qu Mo and Wang Zijun, and I pour my wine and drink it myself. But I am still thinking about boarding ghosts, so I dare not drink too much. Especially in this mood, drinking is the easiest to get drunk. I still have to stay awake and fight boarding in the middle of the night.

Because from Lu Xiaoxiang's symptoms, if a boarding ghost possesses him, he will die the next day. Tomorrow will be an unsafe night. I have no confidence in whether I can save Shen Bing's life. This is also the reason why I am willing to be a dead person. As long as you are happy, don't talk about dead people, you will be a ghost and a voice.

However, Wang Zijun couldn't stand it anymore and said to Shen Bing: "We are full, so you can eat as soon as possible."

Shen Bing suddenly put down the chopsticks, his eyes became very cold, he stared at Wang Zijun and said, "Wait a minute, I'm not full yet!" His voice was so loud that I felt goose bumps on my back. This was a boarding ghost talking!

Gao Song was obviously in high spirits and said impatiently: "Why are you anxious? Eat more." As he said that, he picked up food for Shen Bing, but it seemed that he didn't notice that Shen Bing was different from usual.

I put the wine glass on the table, looked at Shen Bing coldly and asked, "When will you die?"

As soon as the words came out, the table was shocked. Everyone could see the awkwardness between Shen Bing and I. I suddenly said this. I guess they thought I could not bear it anymore and finally broke out, but they could not curse the other party to die like this.

Qu Mo and Wang Zijun's eyes were rolling around, looking at me and then at Shen Bing, looking at him with horror on his face.

Gao Song's face suddenly turned dark, and he was about to get angry at me with anger, but Shen Bing sneered and said, "You know everything, do you still need to ask?"

I nodded and said, "Well, I'll make sure, let's continue playing in the early morning."

"Just play, who is afraid of who?"

When Qu Mo heard this, he understood what was going on. He looked at Shen Bing in surprise. Wang Zijun and Gao Song looked surprised. We continued to play in the early morning. A man and a woman, is there anything else besides the matter of rolling the sheets?

"What are you playing in the early morning?" Gao Song asked Shen Bing jealously.

"You ask him." Shen Bing pretended to be mysterious and raised his chin at me.

Gao Song immediately stared at me with his eyes, and I sneered and said, "Playing with a ghost!"

"Are you just having fun with me? Are you playing with you? " Gao Song didn't understand the real meaning of what I said, thinking I was playing with him, and couldn't help but get angry.

Wang Zijun looked at me with a bitter face, and it seemed to be saying, "Brother, I'm not kidding like this, I can't save you anymore."

Qu Mo looked at Gao Song and said, "Mr. Gao, don't get me wrong, Shen Bing..."

I know she wants to say that Shen Bing is evil, but I don’t want more people to know about the boarding ghost, so as not to despise me, the divine Mr. Yin and Yang, who is like me, even more despised. I waved to Qu Mo and stopped her from talking.

Shen Bing suddenly shook his mind, regained his consciousness, shook his head, as if thinking about what had happened just now. But after thinking for a long time, he didn't remember what to say. He frowned and looked at Gao Song with anger on his face and asked, "What's wrong?"

"He, he said he would play with you in the early morning, what do you want to play?"

Shen Bing blinked his big eyes, looked at me and asked, "What are we going to play?"

I almost fell down. Even if you don’t know, you shouldn’t ask this question. It seems so ambiguous. “Let’s play with a fight.” I said lightly, picked up a glass of wine and drank it.

Shen Bing became even more confused. She thought about it again, stretched her head forward and asked in a low voice: "Am I being possessed by evil spirits?"

Well, she wasn't completely brainless, she could think of this. I nodded and didn't say anything. But although her words were small, everyone heard them.

Gao Song stood up suddenly, pulled Shen Bing and shouted: "Don't believe his nonsense. He clearly wanted to trick you into spending the night, let's go."

Shen Bing followed him to the door half-believingly and kept looking back at me.

I slapped the table violently, made a shocking sound, and shouted coldly: "Come back."

Gao Song walked to the door and sneered at me, "Who do you think you are? Why are the local buns pretending to be a big-tailed wolf?"

Damn, I can't tolerate others calling me a rustic bun. Although Shen Bing also called that, that was her special title for me. You are a god-like person and dare to call me that. I got up and rushed to the door, first opened his hand and grabbed his collar.

"Let go, I'm in the United States for seventh judo!" The fuck this kid is still intimidating me.

No matter whether your mother is seven or eighth, in my eyes, it is just a waste of money. I gently pushed him out of the door. This kid was not convinced, as if he was facing his lover, and he could not lose face. He turned around and grabbed me with both hands. I knew that I would be unlucky when I grabbed Judo. I stretched out my right foot and swept him on the ground, swept him up to the sky.
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