Chapter 115: Nightmare

Yuan Xin was stunned, Qian Hao is leaving? And what about what she asked?

"Qian Hao, you do what you have to do, things that have nothing to do with you, it's better not to think about it." Luo Ziqing said with a pun, with a hidden edge between his words, and the threat was very strong.

Yuan Xin glanced at Luo Ziqing, what was this guy thinking, didn't she explain it very clearly?

How could Qian Hao not understand Luo Ziqing's words, it's just that he is really not a fuel-efficient lamp, he stared at Luo Ziqing profoundly, coldly, and the corners of his lips hooked a touch of thinness, "Some people are really smart, they can't even take care of their own women, and they are still complacent there..."

He pointed to Sang and scolded Huai and said that he felt that Luo Ziqing was too inhumane to let Yuan Xin bear the grievances like this and bear unknown dangers.

In the next second, Luo Ziqing tore Qian Hao's neck, "What did you say?!" He gritted his teeth, and a thunderous rage appeared on Jun's face.

The corners of Qian Hao's lips hooked up with a touch of mockery, and he was about to open his mouth to speak.

Yuan Xin immediately stepped forward and grabbed Luo Ziqing's strong and powerful arm, "Luo Ziqing, what are you doing here, don't you want your grandmother's illness to be cured?!" ”

She asked angrily, Luo Ziqing was too inexplicable, he wanted to beat people at every turn, what was this for.

Luo Ziqing stared at Yuan Xin for a few seconds, the anger in his eyes gradually turned into thick sorrow, and then, he weakly let go of Qian Hao and turned to leave.

Qian Hao was embarrassed to stay here any longer, and the three of them parted unhappily.

In a deep and dim alley, under a dim light, Shen Rong was wearing a thin sleeveless black dress and long skirt, her bare arms, a black leather bag on her right shoulder, a pair of high heels on her feet, walking the snow that was a foot thick, in the quiet alley, her feet on the snow made a 'creaking, cr,...unching' sound.

She didn't understand why she wore so few clothes in the cold winter and freezing weather?

The bone-eating cold penetrated into her blood, bone marrow, pervasive, she shivered from the cold, her arms tightly wrapped around her chest, and she ran briskly, just wanting to run home quickly to keep warm.

Her golden curls glowed golden in the faint cold light, and her hair danced wildly as she ran, like a fluttering boat in the waves of a hurricane whirlwind on the sea.

Moreover, it was so quiet and eerie that she felt very frightened, and even quickened the speed on her legs.

Not long after running, she suddenly saw a roadside stall snack truck in front of her, a large pot on the car was steaming, and an old man stood in front of the car, shouting loudly: "Sell wontons, hot chicken soup wontons, all kinds of fillings, delicious and cheap, ten yuan a bowl!" ”

Hearing that someone was selling wontons, Shen Rong felt that her stomach was already very hungry, and as she got closer and closer to the old man who sold wontons, the tip of her nose hit a fragrant smell of chicken soup.

Maybe she was so hungry, and she was used to eating delicacies from the mountains and seas, and she thought that the chicken soup tasted so fragrant!

In this situation of hunger and cold, she looked up and saw that it was still far from her home, and she had not driven out, so she had to run home on two legs.

In this way, it is better to eat a bowl of wontons to rest.

Just about to walk to the old man's snack cart, the old man

The head has already opened his mouth: "Miss, on such a cold day, come and eat the wontons before you go?" My wontons are the best in the world, and you'll never forget them. ”

The old man greeted her warmly with a smile on his face.

She had this intention, so she walked to the old man's snack cart, looking at the snack cart as big as a table, there was an iron pot boiling on the left, and a panel on the right, on which there were already wrapped wontons, they were like soldiers in a queue, one by one majestic and high-spirited waiting for the lord's order, their shape is also very good-looking, small and exquisite, which makes people look very appetizing.

Next to the snack cart there is a square wooden table and four round stools, which is where guests eat wontons.

"Grandpa, will you bring me a bowl then?" Shen Rong stood in front of the snack cart and said, opened her black bag, took out a piece of money from it and handed it to the old man.

The old man smiled and stretched out his hand to take the money, so close

Shen Rong saw the old man's face clearly, his white hair was pale, his face was so old that it was dry, like tree bark, full of wrinkles, black and thin, only a pair of eyes were big and black, like two black holes full of suspense, which made people feel a little weird and a little panicked.

"Miss, what kind of stuffed wontons do you want?" Although the old man smiled brightly, he gave people a very strange feeling.

The old man stuffed the money he had taken into the front pocket of his apron.

She was a little worried in her heart, thinking that this old man looked too strange and didn't want to eat his wontons, but her hungry stomach protested seriously, and because she felt even colder because of hunger, she hesitated for a moment, thinking that maybe she was thinking too much, and she would eat first before speaking, so she glanced at the wontons on the panel again, pursed her mouth, and then looked at the old man, "What's the stuffing?" ”

"There are vegetarian and meat fillings, which one does Miss want to eat?" The old man said earnestly.

"Meat." Shen Rong said casually, she was too cold, and the meat filling should be higher than the calorie content of the vegetarian filling.

"There's chicken, beef, lamb, shrimp, andβ€”" the old man continued.

Shen Rong only felt cold and impatient, she was about to starve to death, she didn't want to rub it any longer, she just wanted to eat some hot food to keep her body warm, otherwise, she would turn into ice cubes, so she immediately interrupted the old man's words, "Shrimp." "She loves seafood.

"Miss, are you sure? I haven't finished talking just now, in fact, I have a kind of stuffing here, it is the best stuffing in the world, you must not have eaten it, if you eat it once, you will never forget such a delicious taste for the rest of your life..."The old man smiled and said mysteriously.

"The best in the world? What's that stuffing? Shen Rong couldn't help but wonder, what hadn't she eaten of the world's famous delicacies from the mountains and seas? And something she hadn't eaten?

"Stuffed human flesh." The old man's shriveled lips spat out four words, speaking so easily and casually, but the smile on his face became extremely hideous, like the kind of smug laughter before the devil transformed.

Shen Rong was immediately frightened into her body, as if she had lost her voice, as if she was numb, unable to speak, and had no strength.