133: Chapter 133 On the busy line

Chapter 133 On the busy line

Zhao Feng looked at me and rolled his eyes at me." You really can run. I told you to stop. Didn't you hear me?"

When I heard this, I laughed bitterly.

Last night, this person asked for my life and was chased the next day.

Can you stop?

I didn't say a word. I just watched Zhao Feng walk over step by step. I held back my breath and wanted to jump over.

However, Zhao Feng next words, I let go of this tone.

"Chen Xiao, thank you!"

Zhao Feng looked at me with a smile on his face." However, I can't help you with this trouble." "But in the future, if I can help you, you can find me."

His words made me feel strange. Why did he thank me? He said that I could ask him for help.

However, I didn't understand.

Without waiting for me to ask, Zhao Feng turned around and walked towards the alley.

Actually, I didn't dare to ask. I do n' t think he wanted to do anything to me. What if he changed his mind once I spoke?

I didn't dare to take the risk. Only after Zhao Feng completely disappeared did I walk out of the alley.

When they returned home, the house was in a mess. There was still a large patch of dry blood on the ground.

As soon as I entered the house, I closed the door and fell to the ground.

His eyelids grew heavier and heavier...

"If you're not smart, you should read more books."

Suddenly, he heard Rong Ci's words and dispersed a lot of sleepiness. Before I could speak, he hugged me and walked towards the bedroom.

I didn't have the strength to retort, but the last part of his sentence was right.

Reading more books meant that Rong Ci had given me those books.

Of course, I deny that my brain is not smart. Everyone in this world is a potential player.

He would definitely have his own potential in a certain aspect, but he lacked a stimulating point.

When people were desperate, some chose to die, while some chose to grit their teeth and walk on. Some people chose to fall.

Of course, there was also a type of person who chose to live on the brink of death from time to time.

Rong Ci placed me on the bed and his big hand covered my forehead.

I'm sure I do n' t have a fever. I just want to sleep, and I'm a little cold.

He felt his entire body sinking!

Rong Ci touched my forehead. The cold symptoms gradually disappeared.

All that was left was tiredness, and he felt much better.

"That hairpin, although it's for you to defend yourself against. "If you don't have to, do n' t use it at will." As Rong Ci spoke to me, I looked at him.

"Why?"

Actually, when I heard these words, I remembered that my weakness was probably related to this aspect.

He just wanted to ask more clearly.

Obviously, I knew something about this.

After Rong Ci reminded me, as usual, he wouldn't give me any more explanation.

Since I didn't say anything, I did n' t care about it anymore. I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

By the time I woke up again, it was already afternoon.

The room was in a mess and the living room was cleaned up.

When I woke up, I heard thumping sounds.

It looked like he was fixing something.

I touched my hungry stomach and walked out the door. It was He Huan.

He Huan had a hammer in one hand and a nail in his mouth. His other hand was injured and hung around his neck.

I looked at the door of my house and looked at the door that had been fixed with hot eyes. It was twisted like an earthworm.

The door of the room had been smashed to pieces by the Zhao Feng. When I came back in the morning, I didn't have that much to worry about.

With Rong Ci back, he felt more at ease and completely forgot about this matter.

"Why are you here?"

When I saw He Huan, I asked and poured a glass of water.

He Huan suddenly heard my voice, as if frightened. The hammer in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.

"You're awake."

As He Huan spoke, he picked up the hammer.

I nodded and said. "There's no need to fix it. I' ll just find someone to change the door." "Besides, your cultivation is too ugly."

"I..."

He Huan took a look and blushed with embarrassment.

He could only put down the things in his hand and walked towards me. Then, he took out a thousand yuan from his pocket and handed it to me.

"This is the medical fee."

I know that He Huan don't have any money, so I guess my adoptive father gave it to her.

She didn't know if it was her adoptive father who had asked her to give it to me, or if she had asked her adoptive father returned it to me.

"I'll slowly return the rest of the money. When I' m done, I'll find a decent job." He Huan said this to me, but I didn't react.

For some reason, she felt much better.

He Huan told me again that everything in the room had been cleaned up and everything that should have been put back had been put back.

I didn't leave her for dinner, nor did He Huan stay. 0

As he left, He Huan glanced at me and said. "I miss my childhood. My dad was right. I didn't live a life and did n' t understand."

After she said this to me, a smile appeared on her face.

I couldn' t help but smile and didn' t answer her.

What was going on with He Qing's death? I think I already understood...

But I understood that it was one thing. In this era, everything had to be proven.

Who could prove it?

I couldn't help but feel a headache when I saw the He Qing in front of me.

Before dark, I called someone to replace my door.

This time, it was better. There were two doors inside and outside. This time, I was scared.

It was just that one person had come to deliver the door, and another person had come to install it.

After waiting for half an hour, someone came.

The man wore a mask on his face and didn't speak to me. After he entered, he started installing the door.

I walked over and looked at the busy man. I was about to speak.

When I saw the back of his hand, the water cup in my hand trembled.

How could it be him!

He looked at the door and saw that he was pinning the buckle on the door. The door had not been removed yet and it was closed.

Even the door chain was fastened. I went to pour water just now but I didn't notice it.

He blocked the door and knocked on the nail with a hammer in his hand. Every time he went down, my heart sank.

I slowly backed away and placed the cup on the table.

He walked into the bedroom and closed the door.

However, my door was broken and could not be locked.

I was just about to hold onto the cabinet, but I was about to call the police later.

Not long after I entered, I pushed open the door with my hand. I screamed in fright and pushed the door.

Seeing that hand grabbing onto the edge of the door, I gulped and firmly pushed the door.

"I know who you are. What are you doing?"

I couldn't help but roar," Could it be that killing one is n' t enough?"

As I said that, I immediately pressed the alarm phone and dialed the number, blocking the door.

But the call was busy on the other side...

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