Winter, two o'clock in the morning.

There are basically no people in the streets and alleys of Tancheng, and on this cold and howling night, people are hiding in warm homes, and no one wants to come out unless they are forced to do so. Therefore, the night snack and stalls were closed early, and the usually lively barbecue stalls were also closed home at this time, only some KTV and other entertainment venues were still brightly lit, and the colorful neon lights reflected the dreams of drunken fans.

The First Club is one of the largest entertainment nightclubs in Tanthan, and the only place to make people feel noisy late at night. At the entrance of the clubhouse, taxis were parked in a messy manner, waiting for groups of well-dressed, pot-bellied, or drunk people to come out of it.

Among these people, there are young handsome men and beautiful women, who have drunk too much and shout at the door, holding hands and hugging their legs, and some even lie directly on the grass on the side and vomit wildly; There are drunken middle-aged bald and greasy men, with their clothes open and their faces flushed, supported by one or two women with heavy makeup and cool clothes to get into the car; There are also workplace elites in suits and ties, barely maintaining their appearance, shaking hands and hugging each other, and saying: "Happy cooperation!" ”

Everyone has their own fixed life trajectory, and people who work from 9 to 5 can't imagine the life of this group of urban night returnees, just as a lion will never understand what grass tastes like, unless one day it puts down its identity as a lion, puts on a herbivorous stomach, and then follows a herd of wild deer to experience it.

Zhang Meng is also one of this group of night returnees, young and beautiful, tall, her daily work is to accompany people to drink in this "first club", with a perfect false smile, let the men around her drink bottle after bottle of expensive red wine, white wine, the more they drink, the more points she can get, for which she can pour glass after glass of wine into her stomach without changing her face, and then go to the bathroom to spit them all out with her throat, and return to the private room to continue drinking.

Whether she chooses this life or this life chooses her, it can't change this fait accompli, she is a "princess", a wine girl. But what about cheating on men? Rich! What happens when you drink until your stomach bleeds? Rich! What if you sell your body? Rich!

Aren't 99% of the people in this world running for money all their lives? The difference is only in the way of obtaining it.

With a coquettish smile, she helped a short and fat middle-aged man to the taxi, patted the man's hand that kept rubbing oil on her without a trace, told the taxi driver the address, and then waved goodbye with a smile in the cold wind.

It was one of her regular customers, and similar scenes had appeared several times, and every time the man tried to take her back, she politely refused. She knows that in the eyes of many men, what can't be eaten is the best. She's hanging on the man's appetite so that she can keep getting money out of him. Of course, from time to time you still have to give him some sweetness, otherwise people always pay, no gain, then it must not be done, now if you are so good, you can touch, you can't eat, you are hungry for him.

After the taxi went away and was nowhere to be seen, Zhang Meng took off her smile, wrapped her coat tightly, covered the beautiful legs of the big ** exposed stockings, calmed her face, summoned another taxi, and sat on.

"Brother Zhang, please send me back, you know the address."

"Mengmeng, this man is on the road, don't get too close, it's easy to get into trouble." The driver is a middle-aged uncle in his 50s, with a fat body, a bitter face, and gray hair, obviously, he is very familiar with Zhang Meng.

"I know it in my heart, thank you, Brother Zhang."

"If you have a number, it's fine."

Brother Zhang stopped talking, was silent, and started the car and drove forward.

After walking for a while.

"Brother Zhang, stop at the bank in front of you, I have something to do."

"Well, do you want me to wait for you?"

"No, you can go back first, this is close to where I live, I'll just walk back by myself later."

"Okay, be careful yourself."

"Well, thank you!"

When the taxi was far away, Zhang Meng turned around and entered the bank's ATM, inserted the card, entered the password, looked at the five-digit balance for a while, and then transferred the money to another account, leaving only one thousand for herself.

"In this way, Xiao Kai's tuition will be enough, and the family's house can be renovated." I don't know what came to mind, a smile appeared on her face, and the sweetness in this smile could not be concealed even by the extremely thick makeup on her face.

After leaving the bank and walking for a while, she came to an alley, and as long as she crossed this alley of about 100 meters, she could return to her rental house. In the middle of the alley, there is an old-fashioned telephone pole with an orange street lamp hanging from it, and an old man who sells wontons usually sells here until the early hours of the morning, and she often buys some for supper. It may be too cold today, and there is no old man's stall under the street lamp.

"Da, da, da." The sound of high heels stepping on the ground was very crisp, echoing faintly in this narrow alley, a cold wind blew in her face, lifting her long hair, feeling the chill to the bone, Zhang Meng couldn't help but wrap her clothes again and speed up her pace.

"Da-da-da-da-da." The sound of scurried footsteps suddenly stopped, and somehow, a chill rose in Zhang Meng's heart, not the cold caused by the cold wind, but a malicious cold that someone was lying on her shoulder, as if he was going to choke her neck with his hand.

"Who?" Zhang Meng turned her head suddenly, there was no one behind her, but the chill continued unabated, as if there was really someone clinging to her.

She couldn't help but shudder, didn't dare to stop any longer, and ran straight back, the sound of rapid high heels hitting the ground sounded like raindrops in the alley, but the strange thing was that the sound seemed to be bound in the alley, and it couldn't be heard at all, but a sound of water slowly sounded in the alley.

Zhang Meng ran faster and faster, and finally simply took off her shoes and ran desperately with her little feet in stockings, and the constantly changing sound of water in her ears brought her great fear, as if as soon as the water reached her ears, it was the moment when she drowned.

The bright light at the entrance of the alley was close in front of him, Zhang Meng gasped and stretched out her hand happily.

Suddenly, her body stiffened, and the whole person froze in place, only a pair of eyes were still turning desperately, revealing extreme fear - the sound of water had reached her ears!

At this time, a figure really appeared on her back, a blood-colored figure!

The figure stretched out a bloody hand and slowly grabbed her stiff neck, and then, the bloody shadow exploded entirely, enveloping her body.

After the sound of "bang", Zhang Meng's figure was completely lost in the alley, and at the same time, the distant sound of cars, the shaking sound of the lampshade when the cold wind blew, and the shaking sound of the lampshade all returned to the alley.

Here, it seems, nothing has happened.

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