Chapter 892 Thief Boy

Yang Yuexi and her friend got out of the car, the doorman was still looking at it stupidly, his eyes were full of bright yearning, he was not one of those old doormen, he knew that the guests would come to entertain them and drive their car in. PARKING LOT.

   This doorman not only didn't do this, he didn't even say hello, which made Yang Yuexi a little unhappy.

   "Hey, why are you standing there? Why don't you come and drive away?"

   Her scolding finally made the doorman come back to his senses, but the **** came back, and he didn't know what to do next, so he could only look at Yang Yuexi innocently, looking overwhelmed.

   But fortunately, an old employee came out, scolded the doorman in a low voice, and then walked towards Yang Yuexi and the others with a charming smile.

   "I'm sorry, I'm a newcomer, I'm still from the countryside, I don't know the door and door of our city, I'm a little ignorant, and I ask Miss Yang not to take offense."

   Hearing the old doorman's words, Yang Yuexi nodded, then looked at the doorman again, not hiding the contempt in his eyes.

   "Oh, it turned out to be from the countryside, no wonder."

   Her words made the doorman a little embarrassed, but he was obviously a fool who believed in equality for all, and immediately retorted: "What happened to the countryside?"

   "Hey, you have a great temper?"

   Yang Yuexi's brows furrowed, she was so big, it was the first time she saw someone dare to refute her.

   She just said a word, and the men and women behind her immediately surrounded her.

  The old staff also felt that something was wrong, and immediately slapped the doorman.

"you shut up!"

   Being beaten for no reason, the doorman only felt wronged, but he endured it for the sake of his wife.

Seeing that he was beaten, Yang Yuexi and the others didn't say anything. Some things still can't make a big deal. Now Huaxia is in the period of cracking down on gangsters. In the bureau, although the father will fish himself out, it is not worth doing for a lowly peasant.

   While talking, Yang Yuexi took her friend into the nightclub. When a few boys in the team passed by the doorman, they didn't forget to deliberately hit the doorman against the wall.

   As for what happened after that, Yang Yuexi didn't know.

   The key words that the paint man said before, nightclub, doorman, are probably what happened that day.

   This paint man is the doorman!

  However, this matter has passed for a long time, even if it is counted from the beginning of the end of the world, it needs to be pushed forward four or five years.

   For such a long time, the other party still hated him, and he still remembered it so clearly, which refreshed Yang Yuexi's cognition!

   And Yang Yuexi will never know, although it is just these things that let the other party let the other party kill him with such cruel means, and it is really unreasonable to use his life as the price in the end.

  When a person falls into the abyss, everyone who pushed him behind his back bears unforgivable sins!

  Yang Yuexi stared at the paint man, the look in her eyes seemed to say, "Isn't this funny?"

   The man opposite seemed to have the ability to read people's hearts, so he laughed out loud.

   "Hahaha~ What do you think? It seems that you remembered it, so, let's go?"

   Yang Yuexi did not speak any more, and lowered her head silently.

Everything around    quieted down except for the rustling of the paint man's hands.

   She constantly felt the tear-like pain coming from her body, as if in the Iron Maiden, hundreds of thorns pierced at the same time.

   Soon, she felt something hard pierce her neck, and her airway pierced.

  The pain made her raise her head, and she turned her eyes with difficulty to look down. It was a piece of scale armor, and the owner of the hand holding it was the Painter Man.

   retracted his gaze, and what caught his eye was the cold eyes of the paint man.

The blood that had turned reddish was flowing out little by little. During the time she lived with the paint man, she was bleeding all the time. After such a long time, the blood in her body had already been drained, and the blood had changed from dark red to light. of red.

She began to have difficulty breathing, and every breath she took in and out was tearing her wound. The paint man turned the scales, and the sharp zombie scales tore a shocking and disturbing wound on Yang Yuexi's neck. Finally, his hand Pulling hard, Yang Yuexi stopped breathing and lowered her head weakly.

  The paint man stood up and ignored her. He couldn't see any emotion in his eyes. After a while of silence, he put on gloves, took out the needle and thread, and stitched up the wound on the woman's body little by little...

  I don't know how long it was, and the sound of ripping cloth bags could be heard from time to time, and when the painter reappeared, he had an extremely ugly cloth doll covered with needles and threads in his hands.

   If someone who knows the industry shows up, you can see that the appearance of the doll in the paint man's hand is made of human skin.

   The paint man who just came out was exposed to the sun and could not see a trace of demons. Like the surrounding bounty hunter survivors, he seemed to be one of them.

   Holding the doll, he walked around a few streets, and finally stopped in front of a shop selling nutritional supplements, as if waiting for something.

   "Three, two, one."

   He opened his mouth slightly and counted down in a low voice. When he counted down, there was a sound of numbness in the shop.

   "Stinky boy! Stop!"

   "That **** is stealing again, let me catch him!"

   Not long after, a boy who looked thirteen or fourteen years old rushed out, holding several nutritional supplements in his arms, and behind him, there were a dozen adults with swords and sticks in their hands.

Scenes like    are very common, and people on the street are not surprised. No one stepped forward to stop them, and they all watched the scene with a good show.

Although the boy was holding a lot of nutritional supplements, he knew that he was a repeat offender at first sight. He didn't do such a thing less often. He was agile, like a monkey jumping up and down. The adults moved away.

   The paint man smiled and slowly stepped up to follow.

  The thief boy crossed two streets, and when he looked back, he found that the adults had disappeared. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, slowed down, and walked into the innermost courtyard in an alley.

   He sat down, put all the nutrients in his arms on the ground, picked up one and tore it open into his mouth, frantically sucking the liquid inside.

   He seemed to be extremely hungry, and stopped after taking three nutrient supplements in a row.

   "Hmph, still want to chase me?"

  The boy glanced at the entrance of the alley with disdain, and patted the clothes. Although the stains on the clothes had become part of the clothes, he kept this habit.

   But just as the boy stood up, he felt a hand on his shoulder.

   (end of this chapter)