The Strongest Terror System

The more he thought about it, the more angry Fu Guo felt in his heart, and the more useless he felt. W

He has only been beaten twice since he was a child, except for his father.

Once when he was in elementary school, he was robbed of money by a junior high school student, and once at the go-kart club, not only was he beaten by Xia Feng, but he was also insulted that he didn't want to recall.

"I have always bullied others, when have I been bullied like this!

Xia Feng, I. Fuck. Your uncle! "

Fu Guo punched the head of the bed a few times, until he felt his fists go numb, and he stopped shivering.

He lit a cigarette tremblingly, and after waiting for the cigarette to finish, he took out his mobile phone and called Xia Feng. He thought that the other party would just pick it up, and he would frantically squirt, but the other party came. Preemptive strike:

"Have the hospital bills been paid? My good son?"

"I***!"

"Look at your unfilial son, how can you say that about your father. Have you forgotten the sadness of "Dandan" at that time?"

"Xia Feng, I'm going to kill you! Where are you now? Tell me if you're a man, and I'll kill you now!"

"Look at what you're doing, are you playing too many games? Do you think it's in the game? Come and kill me.

I thought you were just a brain-dead, but now it seems that calling you a brain-dead is an insult to the IQ of the brain-dead.

When I was young, I didn't learn how to act bravely and help my classmates. Instead, I pretended to be everywhere and engaged in school violence.

I thought that you had repented by calling me, but now, you really want to die. "

"Xia Feng, just wait for me, I'll kill you sooner or later. If I don't kill you, I won't be called Fu Guo. By the way, as well as your little bitch, I will find a group of people to kill him. !"

"Dududu..."

Xia Feng didn't listen to Fu Guo's harsh words again, and he didn't respond, because it was useless and meaningless.

Besides, there's nothing to talk about with a dead person.

Fu Guo was going crazy with Xia Feng. Just now, he really had the urge to find Xia Feng and stab him to death.

His dad went out for a drink, let him reflect at home, and didn't let him go anywhere.

He hated and feared Fu Wenhao in his heart, because Fu Wenhao was very fierce, and when he was used to him, he was used to it, but when he was not used to him, he would beat him to the death.

I remember one time, when he talked to Fu Wenhao, he said it smoothly and scolded him directly, but he was almost beaten to death by Fu Wenhao.

Therefore, what Fu Wenhao warned him with a cold face was no different to the imperial decree. Although he wanted to go out, he was afraid that Fu Wenhao would not see him when he drank too much. just broken.

After struggling at home for a while, Fu Guo still didn't dare to go out.

When he calmed down a bit, he boarded the game again and started playing boringly.

Time went by little by little, and before I knew it, it came to more than 10 o'clock in the evening.

Fu Guo was immersed in the game, and he had forgotten all the previous unhappiness.

The pale floor tiles that were illuminated by the lights, at this time, had an unknown black halo.

The lights in the living room suddenly went out as if they were broken.

At the same time, the lights in the bathroom lost their original color after flickering very fast.

In the originally brightly lit room, in the end, only Fu Guo's bedroom was left, and through the crack of the door, a little light came out.

The door lock made a soft "click" sound, and the back door slowly opened.

The door opened wider and wider, so that it completely embraced the darkness in the corridor.

"Tap..."

A series of light footsteps sounded slowly from the darkness at this time, from far to near, it began to become clear.

Then, a bloodless figure entered Fu Guo's house.

This man held a dazzling knife in his hand. The knife was a machete with a small arc, as long and short as a dagger, and the tip of the knife was like an upright awl.

The door that had been opened was gently closed again.

The room was not very quiet, because Fu Guo's scolding kept coming from the bedroom:

"Middle, Shabi!

***, you are Shabi, are you dead!

Why are you so pitiful? If you can't play, then you will get out. The poorer is the poorer. What's the point of you living...! "

Fu Guo's scolding seemed to hurt the figure, and the figure's initially hesitant movements suddenly became firm, and then came directly to the door of Fu Guo's bedroom.

Standing outside the door, through the crack of the door, the figure saw Fu Guo's figure with his back to him, sitting on a chair and immersed in the game.

The corner of the silhouette's mouth raised a cold-blooded arc, and then pushed the door open, getting closer and closer to Fu Guo's back.

"Where are you, little brat?

Do you believe it or not I will let you die at home tomorrow?

Come, come, give me your mobile phone number, don't be shy, a small basket..."

Fu Guo was scolding righteously, and vented all the anger he had received from Xia Feng before through the net black.

Just when he felt invincible, he suddenly felt a little chill in his neck, not only that, but he also heard the sound of "hu" and "hu".

He subconsciously turned his head to look, and saw a man with an angry look and a pale face, holding a knife ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ aiming at his head and holding it high.

"what--!"

Fu Guo was so frightened that he fell directly to the ground. The figure did not pause because of his shouting. The knife fell fiercely and stabbed directly into Fu Guo's head.

"Pfft..."

"Pfft..."

The lights in the bedroom, like other rooms in the house, gradually lost their luster.

But the sound of the knife cutting the flesh still lingered in the house for a long time.

Night is the time when evil is used to haunt.

Xia Feng slept for an hour in the afternoon. Although the time was not long, he still managed to do some things.

Glancing at the time, it was almost 1 am, and Dong Jie was already asleep.

At this time, Xia Feng jumped off the bed and came to Dong Jie's bedside. After standing there for about 10 seconds, he saw Xia Feng suddenly fainted on the ground.

At the same time, Dong Jie, who was sleeping, suddenly opened her eyes, and then there was a look on her face that she had never seen before.

"Too Nima is amazing!"

After Dong Jie touched her soft breasts, there was a hint of wretchedness on her face.

"It turns out that this is what it feels like to be a woman. The big lump in front of the chest is indeed a bit heavy."

Dong Jie said to herself, in fact, the current Dong Jie is not the real Dong Jie, but Xia Feng.

To be precise, it was Xia Feng who used the exchange card for Dong Jie.

As the name suggests, an exchange card is a card that can be used for exchange. This card can exchange bodies with people, and the validity period is two days.

As a passive exchange party, it will fall into a state of absence during the use period, like a vegetative person, and will not remember this experience later.

As for the identity exchange of the exchange card, Xia Feng thought of a way to deal with Liu Changming.