Chapter 9: Traveling Through Time to Kill You
In just over two hours, Wang Ge won Zhang Yiming 60,200 yuan and Ren Yuanyuan 33,900 yuan.
"You don't have to give money, everyone is just having fun. Wang Ge insisted on not taking money, although he wanted it very much, but this kind of money similar to gambling earned, he still rejected it in his heart.
"I am willing to lose the bet, I never owe anyone money!" Zhang Yiming asked Wang Ge for a bank account number, ready to pay him.
"Then you transfer it to Zhu Qing, I owe her money. ”
Zhang Yiming nodded and transferred to Zhu Qing 94,000 yuan, which was exactly 100 yuan short.
"Yuanyuan, do you have a hundred yuan in change, give it to Wang Ge. Zhang Yiming asked.
"I think there is. Ren Yuanyuan began to rummage through the small sachets.
"Forget it for a hundred yuan......" Wang Ge hurriedly excused himself.
"No! Ren Yuanyuan handed Wang Ge a hundred yuan.
"Hey, okay, then I'll invite everyone to supper, I'll go out and buy some barbecue!" Wang Ge hurriedly slipped out with a hundred yuan.
Zhang Yiming's face was so ugly that he was so gloomy that he could squeeze out water. Wang Ge was afraid that he would come up with any new tricks for gambling money, so he hurriedly found an excuse and ran away.
"I'll go with you, go out and hang out by the way!" Zhu Qing got up and followed.
"Okay!" Wang Ge stopped and waited for Zhu Qing.
There is a Wang Er barbecue at the entrance of the community, and Wang Ge has eaten it once and thinks it is very good. But before I got out of the community, I heard someone arguing loudly in the villa next door.
"Liu Peng, can you live this day, if you can't live, you can leave!"
"Leave and leave!"
"Okay, didn't you want to leave for a long time!"
"You didn't say you were leaving!"
There was a crackling sound, and the woman began to smash things in the house.
"Let's get out of here. Zhu Qing quickened her pace, she didn't like to watch the excitement very much.
"Hmm. Wang Ge replied, his eyes still attracted by the little couple arguing upstairs.
"Oh, don't throw my antique vase!"
An antique vase was thrown down from the third floor by a woman.
"Be careful!" Wang Ge hurriedly pounced on Zhu Qing and raised his left hand to block the vase above her.
Boom~ The vase hit Wang Ge's arm and fell to the ground, falling to pieces.
"My vase!" the man leaned on the balcony, looking at the broken vase, his face like ashes.
"My hand!" Wang Ge was so painful that tears were about to fall.
"Wang Ge, are you okay!" Zhu Qing hurriedly checked Wang Ge's injuries.
"It's not a big deal. Wang Ge barely squeezed out a smile, but his face was already pale.
"My Qing Dynasty jade jade vase!" The man named Liu Peng flew down from the stairs, facing the broken vase, scratching his already loose hair frantically, almost going crazy.
"Big brother, should you care about me?" Wang Ge was a little speechless.
"Oh, by the way, how are you, are you okay!" Under Wang Ge's reminder, Liu Peng finally paid attention to him.
"I was almost stoned to death by you!" Wang Ge glanced at Liu Peng angrily.
"I'm really sorry, you wait for me, I'll pack the vase and accompany you to the hospital. Liu Peng took a delicate wooden box and picked up the vase fragments into the box little by little.
Liu Peng's wife was crying upstairs, and she didn't come down to look at Wang Ge from beginning to end.
After careful bandaging by the outpatient department, Wang Ge's left hand was also successfully put in a plaster cast, and Liu Peng received a compensation of 20,000 yuan.
"Today's wealth is really strong, you can make money when you go out!" Wang Ge had a good attitude, looking at the 20,000 yuan in Alipay and smiling.
"Puff~" Zhu Qing turned his worries into joy, and was amused by Wang Ge.
"Let's hurry up and buy barbecue, I always feel that this hundred yuan is unlucky!"
"Let's go back and rest early. Zhu Qing said with concern.
"You must use it, or I'm afraid I won't be able to go back!"
"Poof~" Zhu Qing covered his mouth and laughed again, "I didn't expect you to be so superstitious." ”
"I didn't believe it before, but now I believe it a little!" Wang Ge said meaningfully, he remembered the fortune-telling text message that Chen Wei gave him in the afternoon, it seemed that everything had worked, was it really so evil?
Soon, Zhu Qing carried more than 100 pieces of barbecue in his left hand, and supported Wang Ge back to the villa with his right hand.
"What's wrong with him?" Ren Yuanyuan pointed to Wang Ge's left hand and asked curiously.
"I just went out and was smashed by an antique vase worth tens of millions!" Wang Ge cried with a sad face, and with Zhu Qing's support, he found a chair and sat down.
"Tut-tut~" Zhang Yiming smashed his mouth, admiring Wang Ge's hands like a work of art.
"It's late, so I'll go back first. Ren Yuanyuan picked up her bag and got up to leave.
"Let's stay for one night!" Zhang Yiming said.
"No, the school has been checking more strictly lately. ”
"I'll send you back. Zhang Yiming picked up the car keys and followed Ren Yuanyuan's footsteps.
"Then I'll go upstairs and rest. Wang Ge also got up and left.
"Hmm. Zhu Qing nodded, turned around and insured the door.
With the loss of his arms, Wang Ge's daily life suddenly became difficult. For example, if he wants to watch TV now, he has to sway his body from side to side to adjust the angle when he takes a remote control.
It feels like you're scratching a crane machine.
The TV is finally on and a hit romantic comedy is playing back.
"I'm afraid,
I will always be the lonely root number three.
What a wonderful number three itself is,
This three of mine,
Why are you hiding under that ugly root number......"
The male protagonist is reciting love poems to the female protagonist with affection.
Knock ~ Knock ~ Knock, there is a knock outside the door, it should be Zhu Qing.
"Please come in!"
Zhu Qing pushed the door in, holding a glass of boiled water in his hand with a straw stuck in it.
"I thought it would be inconvenient for you to drink water if you were thirsty, so I brought it to you. Zhu Qingtian said sweetly.
"Thank you so much, can you help me put it on the coffee table. ”
"Hmm!" Zhu Qing nodded, walked into Wang Ge's room, and looked left and right curiously.
Wang Ge's room was neatly tied, things were placed in a staggered manner, and there was no other waste in the trash can except for a few crumpled white tissues. Zhu Qing nodded with satisfaction, she didn't like sloppy boys.
There was no smell of smoke in the room, and there was a faint smell of soap, Zhu Qing nodded again, she didn't like boys to smoke either. Zhang Yiming secretly smoked when he was in junior high school, and there was a pungent and choking smell of smoke in the room. Unless she had to, she hardly set foot in Zhang Yiming's room.
"You also like to watch this TV series. Zhu Qing naturally sat next to Wang Ge, sat side by side with him on the edge of the bed, and watched TV seriously together.
"Well, it's interesting. ”
"What a fragrant smell!" Wang Ge's heart was pounding, and he smelled the shampoo on Zhu Qing's head. The fresh and elegant smell constantly stimulates his sense of smell and makes him a little uncontrollable.
On TV, the male protagonist is still reading love poems affectionately.
"I can't promise to give you a fairytale world,
There's no guarantee that I'll grow up overnight.
But I promise,
You can live forever in freedom, happiness like a princess. ”
"It's romantic. Zhu Qing's eyes were moist, and she was moved by this love poem again.
"Hmm. Wang Ge nodded.
"If a boy writes me a love poem like this, I will be moved to death. Zhu Qing lowered his head, shyly twisted his fingers, and secretly aimed at Wang Ge with his peripheral vision.
"No way, you're so pretty, you should have received a lot of love letters. ”
"Yes, there is, but they are all copied from books, and they are insincere. Zhu Qing pouted dissatisfied.
Wang Ge wanted to say at this moment that the love poem of the male protagonist was also copied by him, not original. But he didn't want to be so upset, so he didn't say it.
"Someone will write it for you. Wang Ge looked at Zhu Qing's eyes affectionately.
"Hopefully. Zhu Qing muttered softly, lowered his head shyly, and avoided Wang Ge's gaze.
In the middle of the night, when lonely men and widows are in the same room, the atmosphere suddenly becomes delicate.
Wang Ge's hand crawled uncontrollably towards Zhu Qing's little tender hand, he thought......
Zhu Qing's heart suddenly beat so hard, she realized that if she stayed here any longer, she might have something unforeseeable, she stood up abruptly, ready to leave.
"I'll send you!" Wang Ge hurriedly got up and followed.
"Hehe~ I live downstairs, how can you send me?" Zhu Qing lightly spit out his tongue and asked mischievously: "Do you want to go to my room to sit?"
"Is it okay?" Wang Ge's eyes widened and he asked with a little expectation.
"Hmph! You're so beautiful! Go to bed early!" "Good night......" Zhu Qing waved his hand softly to say goodbye, stomped on a small broken step and ran away.
"Good night......" Wang Ge raised his plaster arm, said goodbye to Zhu Qing, and looked at the background of her departure, fascinated.
"It's so sweet, I can't bear to disturb you......"
Out of nowhere, a chilling voice suddenly sounded.
With a mango on his back, Wang Ge was suddenly frightened into a cold sweat. He turned around to see a man in black with a grimace mask slowly walking out from behind the curtain.
Although the man was wearing a mask, Wang Ge roughly determined the identity of the person who came through the matching of body data in his mind.
"Zhang Yiming?" Wang Ge asked with some uncertainty.
The grimace man didn't answer, and hurried towards Wang Ge.
"Your left hand!" Wang Ge suddenly noticed that the grimace's left hand was slowly fading, gradually losing color until it became transparent, and finally dissipated into the air, turning into nothingness.
"Has the Heavenly Punishment begun?" the grimace man was shocked. He didn't expect Wang Ge to recognize his identity at just a glance, and the heavenly punishment came earlier than he expected.
"I'm not Zhang Yiming!" the grimace man said in a thick voice.
Could it really be that it wasn't Zhang Yiming? Wang Ge doubted his judgment.
In an instant, the grimace's disappeared left hand became solid again, and it "grew" little by little.
"No, you're Zhang Yiming!" Wang Ge thought for a while, but still felt that the other party was Zhang Yiming.
In an instant, the left hand that had just been condensed suddenly dissipated like smoke.
"Shut up!" The grimace man finally couldn't bear it anymore, and pulled out a willow-like thin sword from his waist and aimed it at Wang Ge.
"What do you want to do!" Wang Ge felt the strong killing intent from the grimace man, and his cold hair stood on end.
"Kill you!" the grimace man squeezed the words out between his teeth, full of hatred.