Horror Teahouse: I only sell terrible things

I subconsciously touched my eyes, yin and yang eyes still have this kind of wonderful use?

After killing the paper figure, I rushed out of the alley as fast as I could, and a taxi was coming in the distance.

I waved hard, and the taxi driver saw me and turned his signal.

As I waited anxiously for the taxi to approach me, a somewhat familiar voice came into my ears.

"Boy, the husband is not guilty, but he is guilty, you have revealed a great treasure, and a great disaster is coming. "

I followed the sound and saw that it was a white-haired old man who was asking for food.

I look familiar with this beggar, isn't it the old beggar who said outside the mall that Li Zi would have a bloody disaster?

This old man is extremely accurate in his fortune telling, he has calculated that I am a lonely star in the sky, and he has also calculated that my eyes were once bad, and he has also calculated Li Zi's disaster.

On a normal day, I would have asked him what he meant by that sentence, but right now, I really don't have the time.

Before the taxi stopped, I couldn't wait to get into the car, and the driver saw that I was holding an axe in my hand, thinking it was a robbery, and almost didn't scare out a heart attack.

I hurriedly explained, saying that this is a handicraft made of wood, and the driver is relieved to set off.

When I rushed back to the office building, it had been 40 minutes since I left, and I was so anxious that I didn't know what happened to Sister Xiaolu.

When I entered the office building, a medical staff was walking out on a stretcher, and the security guard who had been hit by me with a fire extinguisher was lying on the stretcher.

I didn't have time to pay attention to him, so I rushed to the sixteenth floor as fast as I could, and after getting through the broken glass door, I saw Lin Xiaolu still fighting with the paper man.

At this time, Lin Xiaolu was different from when I left, her eyes were cold and ruthless, half of her hair was dyed white, her body was bubbling with a biting cold, and there was a thin layer of hoarfrost on many desks around her.

I secretly said in my heart that it was not good, this was a sign of Lin Xiaolu's illness.

Boss Lin explained to me that when Lin Xiaolu is sick, his strength will increase greatly, but the price is that the frost enters the body, and he is in pain.

At this time, Boss Lin had not come back from looking for medicine, and once Lin Xiaolu fell ill, he had to lie in the white jade coffin and sleep like last time.

I was so anxious that I raised the Xingtian Axe and rushed over to help, but there were too many paper people here, and before I could cut down the third paper figure, I was pushed to the ground, and the Xingtian Axe was also thrown out.

The paper figure that pushed me down sat on top of me, grabbed my neck with both hands, and pinched hard, don't look at the paper figure has no weight, but its strength is surprisingly large, and I immediately couldn't breathe.

Lin Xiaolu saw me and wanted to save me, but she was blocked by many paper figures and couldn't rush up for a while.

I struggled twice, and I couldn't get out, and if I continued like this, I would be strangled to death.

At the moment of crisis, I remembered the second feminine object I picked up in the basement of the teahouse, the Laughing Lion King Kong Gong.

When I came, I stuck the gong in my lower back, and with great difficulty, I took it out from under me and put it on the ground.

Without a gong and hammer, I could only clench my fists and smash it hard.

I had blurred vision in front of me because of the lack of oxygen in my brain, and I vaguely saw Lin Xiaolu waving at me, and then I heard her shout.

"Zhang Xian

, don't knock!" I don't know why Lin Xiaolu stopped me, but she stopped it too late, and I couldn't recover my falling fist.

My fist landed on the surface of the gong with a deafening gong sound.

Bang!