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After drinking with Qingpi and complaining, Fu Xiangming separated from him and walked home drunk alone. Pinshu.com

At this time, it was already early in the morning, the community was quiet, most of the residents had already fallen asleep, and only occasionally one or two of the high-rise buildings were still lit.

Fu Xiangming staggered on the empty path, his steps a little unsteady.

He was depressed just now, and he drank a little too much.

I don't know if it's because of the wine, Fu Xiangming feels that this section of the road in the community is extremely long, as if he can't go to the end, and the street lights are also extremely dim, so that he can hardly see the road ahead.

At this time, a originally dim street lamp on the left suddenly flashed, and then exploded with a "pop", startling Fu Xiangming.

Immediately after, a cold wind blew from behind, freezing him so hard that he couldn't help but shiver.

He tightened his coat to keep himself warm, and muttered, "See ...... Hell, what's going on this night...... Belch...... Why is it so cold, like a cloudy wind......"

Before he finished speaking, he felt a flower in front of him, as if there was an extra person in front of him.

"Really...... Did you drink too much?" Fu Xiangming burped and rubbed his eyes with his hands, trying to see clearly.

Then he realized that it was not that he was blinded, but that there was indeed someone else in front of him, a person he had seen, a person whom he was angry and desperate to get rid of.

Fu Xiangming suddenly shook, all the drunkenness disappeared in an instant, and his face became pale and white, without any blood.

If there is nothing to do, it is definitely not a good thing for this young immortal cultivator to suddenly find him in the middle of the night.

I'm afraid that the thing he stumbled behind his back has been discovered by the other party.

"This immortal, we are really fated to meet again. I don't know what you are looking for me so late?" Fu Xiangming squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying, and asked out loud.

"What am I looking for you, don't you know about it?" Han Ye stared at him and asked rhetorically, his eyes cold.

"This ...... I really don't know about that. I had just returned from a drink with my friends and was about to go home to rest, when I met you on the way. Fu Xiangming pretended to be stupid with the last glimmer of hope, only hoping that Han Ye didn't know the truth of the matter, so that he could get through the test in a fool's way.

"Where did you drink the wine? Who did you drink it from?" Han Ye picked the corners of his mouth, as if he had seen through his tricks, and showed a sneering smile, "Is it with that policeman's cousin?"

When Fu Xiangming heard this, it was like thunder roaring in his ears, his legs were weak, and he almost didn't sit on the ground, fear was like an invisible hand, and he grabbed his heart fiercely, making him almost out of breath.

Cold sweat kept pouring out from the corners of his forehead, dripping down his cheeks.

He didn't know how the other party found out about his relationship with Qingpi and the police, but there was no doubt that the other party must have known everything.

Since even Qingpi's name has been said, it means that poor Qingpi must have been found by the other party, and may even have been poisoned by the other party.

For the character of Qingpi, he knows very clearly, bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, greedy for life and afraid of death, as long as he uses a little means, he will definitely recruit everything and push all the responsibility on others.

Fu Xiangming knew that it was absolutely impossible for him to get through this time.

He had seen An An's power, and knew how terrible An An really wanted to start.

And the young immortal cultivator in front of him was even afraid of a monster like An An, and he was obviously even more powerful, and it was estimated that killing himself was similar to pinching an ant to death.

So it's basically no fun to resist, if you want to live, if you directly admit your mistake and beg for mercy, there is still some possibility.

So Fu Xiangming knelt on the ground with a "poof", not caring that he was nearly twice as old as Han Ye, he hugged Han Ye's thigh, and pleaded loudly with tears in his eyes: "Big brother! No, no, Daxian, I admit that I did something unfavorable to you behind my back just now." I regret it, I admit my mistake, I admit it from the bottom of my heart, I swear, I will never do such a thing again.

From now on, I will stay away from you and An An, and I will never disturb you and An An again, and I will never leak the secrets of you and An An.

Daxian, you have a lot, don't be like me, just treat me as a fart and let me go, how about it?"

Han Ye looked at Fu Xiangming condescendingly, without any emotion in his eyes.

He is not hard-hearted, but he has watched too many such dramas, and he has already gained immunity.

Don't look at this fake monk in front of him now, crying so pitifully with a handful of snot and tears, it's because the situation is not in his favor.

Once you have crossed this threshold and have been given the opportunity, you will be proud to give him a knife in turn and put him to death.

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