Although Yan Huiming is nearly forty years old, he has always been single.

In this huge house, he is the only one who lives, and he usually can't help it, so he will find a few women to come to the house for a spring supper.

Although he is the director of the police station, in private, Yan Huiming's private life is very erosive.

For him, marriage is just a way to kidnap his freedom, why not live a chic life?

"Old fellow, so rich. Look at this decoration is really not bad!" Dong Wenfeng hid at the corner of the staircase and smacked his tongue secretly.

Dong Wenfeng touched the smooth tiles a few times, and the texture was good. The tiles on the walls are made of marble, and if you look at this large chandelier, it will cost hundreds of thousands, to say the least.

"It's not bad, this Yan Huiming, if I were half as handsome, I wouldn't bury this house. ”

Dong Wenfeng has been at the top of the stairs for more than ten minutes, he is not in a hurry, his spiritual power is released, and he moves slowly.

As the saying goes, I am in the dark, you are in the light, anyway, in the end, Yan Huiming's situation is more precarious, as for Dong Wenfeng, he is not afraid of the sky and the earth, if Yan Huiming really took out a gun, Dong Wenfeng would run away if he couldn't beat it.

But to be honest, unless Yan Huiming takes out the rocket launcher, Dong Wenfeng will not necessarily be able to hit him if he stands and fights him.

At this time, there was a TV in the living room on the second floor, and the TV was playing a football game, and the sound was a little noisy, but Yan Huiming, who was half-lying on the sofa, watched

It was so pleasant that the whole eye was on the screen, clapping from time to time, and occasionally changing postures to continue watching.

He forgot about Dong Wenfeng for the time being, after all, he likes to watch football games more.

I still have the heart to watch a football game, it's so late, and I haven't slept yet.

Dong Wenfeng forgot one thing - tomorrow is Sunday, and it is Yan Huiming's turn to rest.

"You'll laugh now, I'll make you cry later. I'll play with you so that you can always remember the feeling of being corona. Dong Wenfeng thought gloomily while exerting his spiritual power, carefully exploring the surrounding environment.

"Jingle bell..."

The desk phone rang.

It's already two o'clock in the morning, who could it be?

Dong Wenfeng originally wanted to start playing tricks, but now he still waited for a while and eavesdropped on the content of the phone call, of course, if he could take this opportunity, it would be even better to know some of Yan Huiming's little secrets.

"Hey... Who is it?" Yan Huiming asked casually while holding the phone, turning his head to watch the game.

Dong Wenfeng leaned forward and straightened his ears, wanting to hear more clearly.

No one seemed to answer on the phone, because Yan Huiming's expression began to become a little annoyed, and he raised his voice: "Hey!

There was still silence on the other end of the phone.

Yan Huiming waited for three seconds, then immediately hung up and returned to his seat to watch the game.

"It's boring, I thought there was some wrongdoer to collect the debt, but now let's have something interesting. ”

Dong Wenfeng was about to summon the Three Soul Beads to extinguish the light, but the phone rang again.

"Jingle bell..."

Yan Huiming is now watching the ball game and seeing an exciting moment: "Ball, fast forward!

His attention was so caught up in the game that he didn't even hear the phone ring.

"Jingle bell..."

"Fuck, don't let people see it!" Yan Huiming scolded, this time he was ready, no matter how the phone rang, he didn't go forward to answer it.

"Jingle bell..."

The phone rang for a long time, echoing through the empty room, like an echo in the hollow, sounding panicked.

Yan Huiming couldn't bear it anymore, so he got up and connected the phone.

There was still silence on the other end of the phone.

Yan Huiming still replied angrily: "Hey, who is it! If you have something to say, don't hinder Lao Tzu from watching the game." ”

There was silence on the other end of the line.

"Fuck, psycho!" Yan Huiming scolded at the phone, and prepared to hang up the phone without hesitation.

But just as he was about to put down the phone, a voice came from the other end of the phone.

"What, what's coming?" asked Yan Huiming, holding the phone close to his ear and frowning.

Somehow, the TV went out in an instant.

"What's the matter, why did the TV suddenly go out?" Yan Hui saw that there was no response to the phone on the other end, so he hung up the phone, and then walked to the side of the TV to check the plug.

Dong Wenfeng also wondered for a while, why did the TV suddenly go out. I obviously didn't use spiritual power, but now that I have evolved, I can control the TV switch with just my mind?

Less than a minute later, more than a dozen lights in the living room shattered with a "snap".

The room was pitch black and silent, except for a glimmer of light from the windows.

What's going on? Why are the lights going out! Dong Wenfeng was also startled by this sudden moment.

A dark shadow burst in through the window, flying past only a second or two, but soon he understood what was going on.

"Who! Who's messing with the ghost! I see who's messing with the hell. Yan Huiming fumbled around the table, and in the dark, he calmly wanted to pick up his mobile phone and turn on the flashlight function to see who it was.

But when he saw the black shadow passing in front of him, almost instantly, Yan Huiming was frightened, and then he fell to the ground, holding his head in his hands, his whole body trembled, "Spare your life, let me go!

The shadow of the black shuttle first flew around the whole living room several times, constantly circling in circles, and the curtains were blown by the wind and kept moving, as if there was no intention of stopping.

Dong Wenfeng didn't move, still hiding in the corner to see what this black shadow would do, the three-color soul bead was in the body, which could cover the breath of mortals a little, so this black shadow didn't find that Dong Wenfeng was also on the side for the time being.

Suddenly, the shadow turned into a human form, floating in mid-air and coming to a standstill, as if waiting for something. If you look closely, it's exactly the same as the face of the guy who stuck to the car window tonight!

What's going on, it stands to reason that the black shadow from before has been subdued by me with a three-color soul, and now why has another one reappeared?

Dong Wenfeng was completely confused, and for the sake of today's plan, he could only wait slowly to see what he wanted to do next.

Yan Huiming, who was lying on the ground and screaming desperately, actually stood up at this time, and became fearless, his body gradually approached the black shadow, and the black shadow became larger and larger.

"No! It wants to enter Yan Huiming's body and take him for itself. ”

Almost instantly, Dong Wenfeng saw through the idea of the black shadow.