inferior possession

Chapter 117

The man's joyful voice echoed in the empty hall, stained with rust, resounding loudly.

That is, the deer trembled all over and leaned against the wall, dripping with cold sweat, his clothes were soaked with sweat and morning dew, his limbs were cold and shivering.

Seeing no movement, Duan Congzhen lowered his eyes and smiled, tilted his head, looked at the silent corner post behind him, and said leisurely, "Bambi, come out and talk."

The dead silence lasted for a while, and a figure slowly walked out from behind the corner post.

That is, the deer came out from behind the wall, stood by the door of the fire escape, and looked at the person sitting on the sofa from afar.

Seeing him stuck in place, Duan Congzhen Zhiyi thought for a while, then stood up and walked towards the door.

"You discovered me a long time ago?" Ji Lu asked lightly, his voice trembling.

"Yes." Duan Congzhen replied calmly.

Ji Lu pursed his lips, "When?"

"From the third second you walked into this building."

"How do you know?" The deer's eyes suddenly became foggy.

Duan Congzhen smiled slightly, "I just know."

"..."

Ji Lu lowered his eyes and smiled self-deprecatingly, feeling a little sad.

Duan Congzhen is so smart that he feels scared and powerless, as if he is not facing a living person, but a machine, which will never make mistakes, always monitor him, and always control everything about him.

Duan Congzhen seems to have no weakness, no emotion, no pain, no warmth, and no heart.

Such a person is terrifying.

Duan Congzhen walked towards him, gently brushed away the sweaty hair on his forehead with his gloved hand, and said calmly, "I really forgot, my Bambi is a master lockpicker."

The smell of nitrile gloves is particularly pungent, mixed with a strong smell of rust and a faint smell of gunpowder. That is to say, the deer frowned slightly and turned his face away calmly, feeling a little disgusted.

Duan Congzhen caressed Jilu's cheek with his fingertips, "Why are you here?"

The tone was sparse and normal, as if asking him what he had for breakfast.

"Can't you come?" Ji Lu raised his eyes and his voice was extremely low.

Duan Congzhen smiled, "Of course. Did you kill Shen Changfeng?"

Ji Lu was startled slightly, "No..."

"I hope you put him in the refrigerator." Duan Congzhen said to himself, with interest in his eyes, "then we will separate him, soak him in the potion and slowly dissolve it—it just so happens that I have a two-meter one in my laboratory. The cultivation tank is in the basement..."

Ji Lu closed his eyes and said in a dry voice, "He was not put in the refrigerator, and he is still in the bedroom."

"Our bedroom?" Duan Congzhen asked suddenly.

That is, the deer stopped talking.

"That's such a pity." Duan Congzhen turned around slightly with regret on his face, "I'm not welcome if you don't do anything."

"What are you going to do?" The deer trembled.

"Playing a game." Duan Congzhen smiled, held the gun, aimed it at Han Shuo's head from a distance, and looked sideways at Ji Lu, "The old way. I'll give him one shot, and I'll take the remaining four shots. How about it?" ?”

"This is an automatic pistol!" The deer's pupils shrank suddenly.

Automatic pistols are completely different from revolvers. Once loaded, every shot is fatal.

"I know." Duan Congzhen raised his eyebrows, loaded the gun lightly, and his eyes gradually became colder, "Because I don't want to play games at all, I just want him to die."

"Duan Congzhen!"

"Why..." Duan Congzhen chuckled, but was stunned for a moment when he saw the dagger in Ji Lu's hand, and then quickly recovered.

"This is not good." Duan Congzhen shook his head regretfully, his eyes seemed to be tinged with dangerous interest, but there was no trace of fear, "Bambi, the way you hold a knife is very sexy... if the tip of the knife is not pointed at me."

"Do you think I dare not fight with you?" The deer's face was gloomy, his arms trembled, and because of the force, he could clearly see the muscles and blood vessels covering his arms.

"Yes." Duan Congzhen chuckled frankly, "I'm not so conceited, I'm only [-]% sure that you won't hurt me."

"Try it." Jilu pursed his lips, held the knife tightly, his eyes were full of confusion and darkness, looking at the calm man in front of him, his face was pale.

"Baby," Duan Congzhen smiled softly, slowly raised his hand, holding the sharp blade, his voice was flat, with a hint of gentleness, "I long to face your weapon, but not now."

The blade was held, obviously there was no force, and the palm of his hand could be cut open with a twist of the wrist, Duan Congzhen lowered his eyes, looking at the stubborn but pale face of the man, the corners of his lips curled slightly.

Letting go of his blade, Duan Congzhen's fingers curled slightly, gently rubbing against the man's cold cheek, "I'm busy now, I'll be with you later."

"Duan Congzhen, let him go." Jilu held the handle of the knife, the blood veins on the back of his hand were clearly visible, his voice trembling, trying to calm himself down, "You let him go, I will go back with you now, I will never If you don't come here, you won't go out for a step..."

The arm was tightly grasped by the slender fingers. Duan Congzhen was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked down to see that the deer was holding his arm, the corners of his eyes were reddish, and his voice was low and dry, "Duan Congzhen, I only give you one chance. Okay, think about it..."

Before he finished speaking, Duan Congzhen raised his eyes abruptly, piercing the man's misty pupils like arrows with deep eyes, quietly piercing.

"Give me a chance?" Duan Congzhen repeated quietly.

After staring at the man's face for a long time, Duan Congzhen stopped his gaze and smiled inexplicably, "It's really generous. What should I do with this opportunity..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a loud "bang!" from behind, Duan Congzhen was suddenly taken aback, and subconsciously looked back.

Han Shuo threw the chair under him to the ground, and fell down in a very twisted posture. Duan Congzhen's pupils shrank slightly, his brows were furrowed, and he neatly raised the gun in his hand.

"Brother Lu!"

A roar echoed in the empty hall.

Duan Congzhen was startled, before turning his head back, a white light flashed in the corner of his vision, and the dagger was raised and lowered, and it stabbed hard into his shoulder.

The pain in his right shoulder was like tearing, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground and slid far away.

Unexpectedly, Duan Congzhen grunted in pain, as if a hole had been dug out of his right shoulder, and blood flowed out, instantly staining his clean clothes red.

Limbs were cold for a moment, Duan Congzhen's face was livid, and before he could stand still, his body suddenly staggered, and he was dragged towards the fire escape.

Jilu firmly held the knife handle, pulled his collar, and dragged him to the stairs.

The corners of the man's eyes were red, the line of his lips was straightened, the hand holding the knife handle was shaking, his face was covered with sweat, and his eyes were cold.

Duan Congzhen's eyes were dim, and he suddenly raised his hand to grab the deer's neck. Before he could use any force, he was held back by an extra vigilant person and pressed against the railing.

The blood stained the clothes of the two people, that is, Lu's face was covered with Duan Congzhen's blood, which looked very broken and arrogant, but his eyes were clear, full of hatred, unwillingness, and fear.

"You forced me..." That is, the deer pushed him against the railing, pressed him tightly, and twisted the knife deeper and deeper.The man's eyes were red, his voice was trembling with fear and excitement, he obviously didn't shed tears, but there was a slight cry, "Duan Congzhen, you forced me..."

The voice in his ear trembled, and Duan Congzhen's eyes changed, flashing a sudden panic, his shoulders became colder and colder, and the blood loss began to take away his body temperature.

Fumbling and clutching the man's wrist, Duan Congzhen's hand was bloody and extremely sticky, his voice was still calm, but with inevitable dryness, "Don't trust him."

But Ji Lu didn't listen to him, almost collapsed, his eyes were out of focus, as if he couldn't listen to anything, his pale lips opened and closed, and he kept repeating meaningless words.

"You forced me...I don't want to do this, you forced me, you forced me!"

"Bambi, Bambi!" Duan Congzhen turned pale, looked at the man who had begun to lose his mind, and held his hand tightly, trying to regain his consciousness, "Don't trust him, don't go with him, sober up .”

"Brother Lu!" Han Shuo called him from behind, "Jilu! Push him down! Push him down!"

Ji Lu was startled suddenly, his eyes were suddenly empty.

There are endless buzzing in my ears, wind, rain, thunder and lightning, police sirens, and the mixed shouts of the crowd.

"Little Lu, he went upstairs, hurry up and chase him!"

"Fawn, push him down! Push him down!"

"Little Deer, help me..."

Old and new memories are mixed together, his mind is like a sieve, unable to filter anything, instead mixing them all together, but he can't tell what is reality and what is illusion.

"Brother Lu!" Han Shuo called him hysterically, "Push him down, or we will all die!"

Duan Congzhen's face changed gradually, looking at the man with murderous intent in his eyes, his voice was a little flustered, "Bambi, don't trust him, don't trust him!"

That is, the deer's eyes were unfocused, like a puppet, looking very slowly and mechanically at the blood-flowing person, his pale thin lips opened and closed, "Duan Congzhen, I have suffered a lot for you."

"I know." Duan Congzhen panicked from the cold, holding the man's wrist firmly, "It won't happen in the future."

But Ji Lu didn't listen to him, just shook his head with red eyes, "You want to kill me."

"No." Duan Congzhen denied in a hoarse voice, looking into the man's eyes, "I don't want you to get hurt."

Ji Lu looked at him, his voice trembling, "But I really hate you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Duan Congzhen paused suddenly, a flash of panic flashed in his eyes, before he could say anything else, he was lifted up and thrown down the stairs viciously.

The deer pushed him down the stairs and watched the blood-soaked man roll a few times on the steps and hit the wall, making horrible blood marks.

He pursed his lips, looked at the rag doll-like mess with trembling eyes, clenched his fists tightly, and then turned around without looking back.

Ji Lu broke open the handcuffs and released Han Shuo.

"Let's go quickly." Han Shuo dragged him out.

Ji Lu hesitated for a moment, then looked at the blood-stained fire escape behind him.

"What are you waiting for!" Han Shuo tugged at his arm with sullen voice, "Do you still want to stay by this lunatic's side!?"

Ji Lu was slightly stunned, hesitantly looked at the man in front of him, his lips parted, and he didn't say anything.

Suddenly, Han Shuo's face changed, and Lu suddenly turned his head, only to see Duan Congzhen standing up at some point, pressing the bleeding wound, and holding a bloody gun in his hand.

With a heartbeat, the deer's mind went blank, his body staggered, and he was dragged away.

Duan Congzhen's eyes were dark, his face was ashen, and he raised his gun to aim at the fleeing man with difficulty. His two bodies kept overlapping, and he couldn't lock it accurately. After hesitating, the figure turned over the fire escape and disappeared from sight.

Ji Lu turned out of the window and looked back with lingering fear. Behind him, the tall and straight figure slowed down, shook a few times, and fell straight down.

Duan Congzhen was lying on the dusty floor, his body was abnormally cold, and every breath could make more blood gushes out of the hole.

Gritting his teeth, he tore off the sleeve and wrapped it around his shoulders. Duan Congzhen stared at the ceiling, his heart rate soared, and his heart beat faster and faster.

Gritting his teeth hard, Duan Congzhen's eyes were filled with pain, he closed his eyes, and his voice was hoarse.

"...Okay. Seventy percent."