"He? With another narrow b. ”

Li Yan's ass suddenly emptied, his calves stood up, and his waist turned over, but he still fell into it with a thud!

Syllable!

Li Yan's right hand grabbed the edge of the chair and pulled it out, the sticky darkness pulled Li Yan's body, and half of his face was already sunk in the massage chair.

Two large black hands stretched out from behind the chair and strangled Li Yan.

"Stay with me......"

The man said gloomily.

He stretched out his calloused hand to cover the screen, and his fingers protruded from the TV little by little.

Arms, waist, thighs.

Finally, the shoes fall to the ground gently.

The man was wearing a beige suit with heavy dark circles, as if he hadn't slept in a long time.

Li Yan, who was stuck in the quagmire-like massage chair and couldn't move, rolled his eyes, and said in pieces:

"If I stayed here, I would definitely sing better than you, and after seven years of singing, I wouldn't be like you when I brought a dog over."

Seeing the "gangster" in front of him, he didn't panic at all, and the man squinted his eyes.

He lowered his head and was silent for a moment, then laughed out loud and looked up again.

"Then you're making me a companion!"

After speaking, he grabbed Li Yan's right wrist that grabbed the edge, and dragged it desperately, trying to push Li Yan into the chair.

……

Five seconds passed

"Go in, you let me in."

Ten seconds passed

"Uh...... Ha~ha~, hmm...... Ha~Ha~"

Half a minute......

Thump.

The man sat on the ground with his butt on his head, his face covered in sweat.

Li Yan's wrist was like welded pig iron, and it didn't move. The exposed one-eyed man stared at the man.

The man stood up suddenly, and his face turned back and forth in the room with a fierce face, and it took him a long time to dig out a paper cutter from a drawer.

He walked to the edge of Li's massage chair with a knife, and the blade was pointed at Li Yan.

Li Yan raised his eyes and looked at him.

“……”

The man's eyes were red, and the tip of the snow-white knife shook back and forth.

"What do you see? Do it. Li Yan showed a mouthful of snow-white teeth: "It took seven years for my narrow B to come over, and I can't miss the opportunity." ”

When Chang~

The paper cutter fell to the ground, and the man slapped himself in the mouth, tore the poster on the counter to pieces, picked up a flower pot and smashed it against the glass door.

The seemingly fragile doorway did not move, and the red-striped audio and video recording on the glass was stained with dirt.

He kicked and kicked on the CD cabinet with a clattering sound. The record with Zhou Huajian's smiling face was sprinkled all over the ground.

"Grass! Grass! ”

The man sat on the ground, his face clutching his hair in a tangled way, and his eyes were red.

Li Yan was overjoyed when he saw it: "If you are a ghost, you don't even dare to stab people?" You're also a scorpion, the only one. ”

The man's lips trembled in anger, and he stretched his neck and shouted, "Can you handle it?" Can you handle it?! ”

Li Yan looked at the man and said:

"I said, how did you get in? The two of us are also brothers and sisters, tell me about it. ”

The man pursed his lips and turned his head to ignore Li Yan.

"Tell me, buddy, what did you do before?"

“……”

The man swallowed down his blocked throat and wiped his eyes before he said:

"I said that your kid has a big heart, and you're really not afraid of death?"

"Dead?" Li Yan's eyes swept around.

"This realm is not qualified enough."

The man shook his head, and it took him a long time to calm down, thinking that it would be good to have someone to talk to.

"I used to be a band. Living in the Summer Palace, do you know the tree village? I got drunk with a few buddies and hung around here at eleven o'clock, who knew that in the blink of an eye, no one around me could find it. The rest, just like you. ”

"With your voice, you don't make money from being a band, right?"

"That's what you don't understand!"

The man seems to have been caught and hurts, but thinking about this juncture, it is useless to fight for this thing, and he is no longer angry. Instead, he sighed.

"I haven't mixed up for a few years, I performed in Happy Garden at that time, and the money for finishing the work was just enough to drink a drink, and I couldn't fulfill my filial piety in this life, and it was difficult to see the second elder again."

"I'll help you."

"Take care of yourself, you can't protect yourself,"

The man scoffed.

"Do you know why I broke into this store when I knew there was a problem?"

Li Yan asked him.

"You're a psychopath, who cares about you."

The man scolded.

"Hehehe......"

Li Yan's half face smiled, and he didn't know who was the powerful ghost for a while.

His fingers clenched violently, and several distinct marks were imprinted on the massage chair.

"Squeak~"

A puff of white smoke rose from the chair, and a stirring roar rose with white steam.

In the man's incredible gaze, the black leather cushion burned violently, Li Yan turned over and stood up, and the roar of the evil beast echoed in the air.

Chaos tattoo, fierce.

The man couldn't speak for a long time.

The black square hole of the six-patterned money shot out a burst of green and soft brilliance.

Wearing cropped pants and a beige women's suit, Danniang stepped out of the blue light, her white fingers pressed on the rustling gramophone, as if she was very interested in this strangely shaped device.

"Danniang, can you find a way to take him out."

Danniang approached the man's face after hearing this, and the man was frightened and retreated.

She turned her head and asked Li Yan.

"Is this one?"

"What do you mean?"

"In this case, he strayed into the underworld, and if he can't go back, he is called Yao."

"That's him."

Danniang nodded and said, "Find him a container first." ”

After speaking, she pointed to the morning glory-shaped gramophone and remained silent: "How about this?" ”

"It's too big, it's a little smaller."

Li Yan picked up a white Sony Walkman.

"Let's do it."

"Yes."

Danniang grabbed the man's collar and said in his burst, "What are you going to do?" In the boring question, he forced the man's head into the black and white screen of the Walkman.

Li Yan was amazed to see that scene.

"Although it's rare, it's very weak, why did you bring him on purpose?"

Danniang handed the walkman to Li Yan.

"Just now outside, although he sang ugly, but ......"

In Kui's records, there is also a repression on the east street of Xuanwumen.

Li Yan looked at the retro and dilapidated western-style building outside the door.

With the door closed, the marble openwork carved out of the marble, it is a gray-white church, which looks like it has not been occupied for a long time.

【Catholic Tsunza Bishop's Mansion Site (Night)】

Catholics will be blessed.

Exclude all infidels.

"When I chased and killed the tattooed man just now, it was within the scope of this suppression, but I didn't receive any hints of abnormal status, if you want to say that this street is evil, it is the same everywhere in the city, and I have to say that there is something special here......"

Li Yan looked at the white walkman in his hand.

【Sony Discman D777】

Category:???

Quality:???

Do not bring out the Yanfu fruit.

Notes: This is a decadent soul who is middle-aged and spends his days tinkering with quirky music that no one likes.

Li Yan stepped out of the door and stood under the sign of "Rolling Stone Culture".

"Whew!"

A whirling wind blew stickily on Li Yan's arm, giving him goosebumps.

One after another, the cherry tomato lanterns went out, and the streets were gloomy.

"Smack"

Li Yan lowered his head, he was stepping on a pool of blood, and he was still very panicked under his feet.

He bent down to pick something up from the pool of blood, and it was round to the touch.

Li Yan shook off the blood stains on it and aimed it at the ginger moon in the sky.

Transparent color, and there are petal-like things inside.

Glass balls?

Li Yan laughed dumbly. I threw the glass ball away, and I felt that something was wrong, and when I looked up again, my heart was full of diaphragm.

There was not a moon hanging in the sky at all, but a human face with a malicious expression.

Suddenly, Li Yan's feet were cold, and he reflexively grabbed the Ring Dragon Sword, slashed his wrist, and threw it out. I don't know what I stabbed into a ball, and I was thrown on the wall by the ring dragon, and the bloodshot hula was red.

"Danniang, you come in first."

Li Yan walked onto the street, letting the cyan brilliance of Danniang turn into the money square hole on his neck.

The sound came to his ears, and he followed the sound to it. It was where he killed the tattooed skeleton man.

The skeleton tattooed man with a pierced neck was rubbing against the ground like a catfish and crawling towards Li Yan.

Red gums on his bloodstained face. The sticky yellow corpse oil sticks to the oil road, and it looks disgusting and terrifying.

Li Yan casually removed the green mailbox, held the ring dragon in his left hand, dragged the iron mailbox with his right hand, and walked towards the writhing skeleton tattooed man, with no expression on his face.

The sound of black leather shoes stepping on the ground is mixed with the sound of the tin mailbox scribbling, and the rhythm is distinct.

The disgusting corpse monster paused, suddenly rubbed the ground frantically, and twisted its head in the opposite direction of Li Yan.

Obviously, there is no Li Yankuai.

The waist-thick mailbox smashed on the corpse monster with the sound of the wind, and flesh and blood flew sideways.

Li Yan didn't stop, again and again, like a perverted murderer in an American movie, until the corpse under his feet was no longer human, and the blood-stained mailbox on his hand was twisted into a twist, and then he stopped.

"Bang"

He threw away the mailbox and looked out over the long street.

On the street, which was quite tidy when I came, black oil stains can be seen everywhere at the moment, and the sign lamp of "Xianghe Meatloaf" on the restaurant has been smashed, and it is a dilapidated and apocalyptic scene.

The corner of the street was attached to the white wall, and a slender thigh with glass sandals walked out of the corner, Li Yan was originally interested, but when he glanced at the woman's red and white upper body, his face stinked.

The shadow behind the "woman" was numerous, I don't know how many arms were shining on the wall, and the scalps of the people watching were numb, and they were clustered and surging towards Li Yan.

A man in a suit and leather shoes, with a big brother pinned to his waist.

An old man wearing an old tunic with a yellow letter on a red background tied to his arm.

There is a big head sticker on the face. Girl with pigtails and one foot on a pulley.

It's just that everyone is covered with blood all over their bodies, missing arms and legs, and they don't look like living people.

"I knew it wasn't going to be that easy."

Li Yan changed the ring dragon sword to his right hand, and found that he had walked into the scope of the church without taking two steps.

"Your state is suppressed."

"Your judgment can't be used."

Li Yan knocked on the aluminum alloy shell of the Sony Walkman.

"What do you call you?"

"Liang Ye ......"

A man's voice came from the Walkman.

"Sing a song and I'll taste it, don't let my big night go to waste."

"Still singing the one you just had?"

"You don't say I don't understand, you can sing whatever you want. What do you think is good to sing. ”

Li Yan thought in his heart, let me see, is it because of this Yao that the suppressive effect of the church is not reflected, if so, say whatever it is to take it out.

"Ahem, look at the screen, me and a bunch of buddies singing."

The man's voice was a little embarrassed, but more of an anticipation.

At that time, Li Yan didn't know what the hell he rescued casually......