Is it a gambling under the ruins?

Sayuri thought so in her heart.

Unfortunately, Chen Feng is a gambler. What he likes most is to gamble, recklessly gamble!

Sighing, Sayuri has cleaned up the remaining stains on the table. She sighed: "I hope... it won't be useful."

The burgundy eyes looked at Chen Feng. Sayuri did not ask Chen Feng to make a share for herself, because she knew very well that the young man in front of her was very mysterious, and in a sense, the strength value did not belong to the category of human beings. If it is so dangerous that even Chen Feng can't help it, she can't do any useful struggle.

It's better not to trouble Fengjun...

For Sayuri, the best thing she can do is to do her own thing and try her best not to be a stumbling block on the road. She has a very clear position on herself and will not do the stupid things of those pig teammates.

Next, Sayuri went to take a shower, and Chen Feng made corresponding alarm measures at any location that could be invaded by foreign objects.

According to the previous experience, Chen Feng added a lot of blind spots to the dark area alarm device, especially taking care of the vicinity of the air conditioner and the position of the window.

Chen Feng's observation ability is very keen. He didn't have much time to reason on the scene, so he secretly took a few photos, and then analyzed the situation at that time. In the end, Chen Feng came to the conclusion: Things that intrude into the room are likely to come in through windows or air conditioners.

It's not safe at all...

Chen Feng became ill again, and the delusion of murder began to spread wildly.

A few minutes later, Sayuri walked out of the bathroom and looked at the room that had suddenly changed. She was stunned for a while not knowing what to say.

"Then...that Fengjun..."

"Do a little defensive measure."

"a little……?"

Sayuri's mouth twitched, but thinking that Chen Feng was doing this for the safety of the two people, she swallowed back when she had already vomited to her throat.

There are so many things in Chen Feng, and Sayuri doesn't understand how Chen Feng can take all things out of her pocket. Is it possible that this is the so-called Doraemon?

The pocket has become a treasure bag, whether it is medicines, paintbrushes, firearms, ammunition, knives...

Regardless of the level of contraband, Chen Feng could pass the airport security check and bring all these things on the plane, as if as long as he didn't want others to find them, even if they searched all over his body, he couldn't find these things.

Sayuri sometimes even wonders, does Chen Feng have a different dimension in him?

After setting the alarm device, Chen Feng turned his head and gave Sayuri a thumbs up.

"Don't worry, Miss Sayuri, I will always pay attention to my surroundings, and there won't be anyone coming in with unpredictable intentions."

No... the people who are ill-intentioned are actually...

Sayuri removed her blinking gaze, cleared her throat and said:

"Then rest early?"

"I'll go to the bathroom to clean up, you can rest first."

Late at night……

The lights in the hotel rooms dimmed. Except for the brightly lit lobby on the first floor, it seems that most of the guests have fallen asleep.

The melatonin secreted by the pineal gland makes many people who want to stay up late become tired. Gradually, they hold their mobile phones and close their eyes, enjoying a full and happy night of sleep.

However, there are exceptions. That is Chen Feng, who is only in a light sleep. He lies motionless in bed and looks like he is asleep, but his eyelids move twice from time to time, which shows that he is forcing himself to maintain one. A state of alertness.

-簌簌

Chen Feng's ears trembled slightly, his eyes opened suddenly and he looked at the place where the sound was made.

Oh, did Sayuri turned over and got out of bed?

That's what Chen Feng thinks. It's probably behaviors like getting up at night, and it's not uncommon.

After dispelling his vigilance, Chen Feng planned to continue to rest, but soon he realized that something was wrong, as if someone was in his bed?

Chen Feng could keenly feel the mattress under him sinking slightly.

"Miss Sayuri?"

"That...that Fengjun..."

An extremely rapid breathing sounded from his ears, and wisps of fragrant breath passed into his nasal cavity. Just when he was about to get up, he unexpectedly found that his hand was clamped by Sayuri!

Can't break free!

Why is there such a big power? !

Chapter 124 If you need...you can find me!

In the darkness, Chen Feng did not struggle any more, but quietly looked at Sayuri who was riding on him.

"What's wrong with you?"

Such a reaction is not like what Sayuri would usually do. Chen Feng is very clear that what Sayuri should have affected her consciousness.

Chen Feng's eyesight is very good. In such a dark environment, he can still see the figure in front of him more clearly, especially the eyes. He can see a kind of restraint in it, but it is a pity that this restraint has been changed. An impulse was suppressed to death, just like his current state.

The dull gasp became heavier, and Chen Feng heard Sayuri's trembling voice.

"No... I'm very sorry, I just hope Fengjun you can... a little... bear with me... I'm really sorry..."

Chen Feng could already hear a little cry in Sayuri's voice, and could tell that Sayuri actually didn't want to do this, at least for the time being.

The person Sayuri dreamed of, she had described to Chen Feng a little bit while she still had memory before, but Chen Feng didn't think too deeply about it at that time. It was really a big mistake of her own...

Reminiscent of the old bookstore manager in that dream, or the outer **** of "Yugsothoth", he had already told him that it was his wife who found Sayuri. So who is the old manager's wife?

Thanks to the books that he had read in that small bookstore, Chen Feng felt that there was a high probability that he was Shabu Nicholas, who was known as the ‘Sovereign Mother God’.

If Sayuri’s situation is not quite right, it can only mean that she has received the so-called ‘protection’ and ‘gift’ just like herself.

Is this a side effect?

Chen Feng moved his wrist a little, to be honest, his hand was a little hurt by Sayuri...

He is not a young white man who doesn't know what to say. Under his youthful appearance, he has already experienced the winds and frosts, tasted the warmth of the world, sang all over the prosperous soul, and finally ended in tragedy.

Looking at everything in front of him, he already understood what was going to happen.

In fact, Chen Feng has always been very restrained from having too sensitive contact with his friends, and he has resisted to go further with the kind-hearted friends around him.

He has been looking forward to his ability to integrate into society safely and steadily, and he has been looking forward to a life that is as ordinary as an ordinary person. This is also true. Chen Feng has been working hard to change himself, but no matter how he tries his best The notion that he has already been shaped to change, is destined to cause a lot of trouble.