The butler's legs trembled slightly, and a murderous aura came to his face.

"You feed me...... He also said that he didn't do anything wrong...... Then if I feed you, do you still have to kneel down and accept my gift? Wang Feng reached into his pants and touched his buttocks, and then strode towards the housekeeper.

"Mr. Wang Feng, this deal is reluctant to ......," the housekeeper just wanted to run away, but was caught by Wang Feng.

"I like to do this kind of thing that hurts the enemy 1000 and self-damage 800!" Wang Feng stuffed the side of his palm stained with feces directly into the butler's mouth.

Van Gogh didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Don't ...... Mr. Wang Feng...... Don't look like this. The butler pleaded bitterly and tears rained down.

Wang Feng ignored the housekeeper at all, and frantically began his revenge.

Van Gogh looked at it and laughed uncontrollably, but he felt that if he laughed like this, it would be a little inhumane. So he quickly covered his mouth and bit his lip with his teeth, trying not to make a sound.

Wang Feng looked at the housekeeper lying on the ground viciously: "I still know that I am wrong." ”

The housekeeper nodded there like an angry little daughter-in-law.

"Van Gogh, let's go ......" Wang Feng got up from the butler's body, and then walked up the stairs.

Van Gogh came to the butler's side, patted the butler's shoulder with a heavy face, and said earnestly: "I'm sorry for this kind of thing...... I also feel sad. ”

The butler slowly raised his head, not feeling Van Gogh's sadness at all.

"My grief...... Crying and crying and laughing...... That's too miserable, isn't it? Hahahaha...... Van Gogh finally couldn't hold back his laughter.

"I ...... I'm not clean......" The housekeeper hugged Van Gogh's thigh directly, but he didn't expect his innocence to be ruined in Wang Feng's hands today.

Van Gogh didn't know what to say, and he always felt that the conversation between the two was a little sour: "It's okay, I'll be responsible for you, don't cry." ”

When the housekeeper heard Van Gogh's words, he cried even more fiercely.

"He feeds me...... Woooooo It's disgusting! ”

The more Van Gogh listened, the more he wanted to laugh, and he almost died on the spot, but Wang Feng's kid was really unpredictable.

Van Gogh patted the butler: "You go take a good shower first!" I'll go find Wang Feng first. ”

"Are you going to go too? Scumbag! The butler cried and cried and his snot flowed, and he quickly rubbed his snot on Van Gogh.

"Snot...... Don't rub it on my clothes! Van Gogh was so frightened that he hurriedly put his hand on the butler's head.

"You hate me for being dirty......"

Van Gogh hurriedly stretched out a hand to his pants: "Are you addicted to eating?" ”

Seeing that this posture was so familiar, the housekeeper quickly let go of his hand and got up from the ground, patting the dirt on his body helplessly.

"How can young people nowadays like to make people eat at every turn! I really don't understand! The butler glanced at Van Gogh, and then quickly ran away.

"In the end, Wang Feng's method is easy to use." He took his hand from his crotch and walked up the stairs.

Around the corner, the two bumped into each other.

"Why are you so slow?" Wang Feng was a little impatient.

"Isn't this coming? Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry......" Van Gogh looked at Wang Feng and couldn't help but be a little curious: "Why do you like to use this disgusting trick." ”

Wang Feng raised his head and looked at Van Gogh and snorted coldly: "Have you ever heard of the reincarnation of Lu Bu with broom." ”

Van Gogh was stunned: "What do you mean?" ”

"It means that no matter what it is, as long as it gets, it's like a god descending from heaven, and there is a momentum that is indispensable for ten thousand people." Wang Feng just wanted to pat Van Gogh on the shoulder.

Van Gogh was taken back several steps by his actions: "Have you washed your hands?" ”

"Nonsense, I must have washed it." Wang Feng sighed: "I didn't expect my good friend to dislike me!" Got new friends......"

Looking at Wang Feng's sad face, Van Gogh hurriedly explained: "It's not what you think...... Didn't you just have on your hands? ”

Wang Feng didn't listen to Van Gogh's explanation at all: "Alas, in the end, I carried all the ...... alone Maybe life is so lonely! ”

Wang Feng sighed several times in succession, showing tragedy, which made Van Gogh feel a little distressed.

"That's right...... You didn't tell the butler what just happened! ”

Before Van Gogh could come to his senses, Wang Feng's expression changed and his face was heavy.

"I didn't ...... I have a feeling that Henry Bacon should have known about it. ”

"That's how I feel, and the reason why he didn't say he wanted us to see it for ourselves." Wang Feng nodded: "But I'm getting more and more curious, who is he?" Said he knew Tesla and knew about the cult and the Cthulhu cult...... It always felt like something was wrong, but I couldn't put it into words. ”

"Didn't he talk about it before? It was because I met Tesla that I got involved in these strange things. Van Gogh paused and glanced at Wang Feng: "Did you hear a strange sound?" ”

Wang Feng stopped and listened, and indeed heard a strange sound.

"Twitter......"

Van Gogh pointed to the wall: "The sound is coming from here. ”

Wang Feng put his ear close to the wall, and the noise of rats running could be heard inside.

He touched the walls and felt a strong sense of fear, he had thought that these stone walls were hollow, but he knocked on the stones, only to find that these stone walls were actually solid.

If it's solid, why is something going back and forth through this stone wall and making a screeching sound?

Wang Feng ...... What do you hear? Van Gogh looked at Wang Feng's face and felt a little wrong.

"I thought the stone wall was hollow at this time, but I just knocked on it and found that the stone wall was solid...... So how is the noise of rats running? Wang Feng told Van Gogh about his doubts.

But at this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew in the corridor where the two were located, and all the candles were extinguished, and the moonlight slowly shone in, and they found that at the end of the corridor, there was a huge black shadow.

Wang Feng and Van Gogh involuntarily stepped back.

"And what is the dark shadow?" Van Gogh's eyes tightened, and the dark shadow's heart beat faster.

Wang Feng shook his head: "This guy is a lot bigger than he imagined. ”

In the blink of an eye, the huge black shadow at the end of the corridor had disappeared.

"Let's go......" Wang Feng glanced at Van Gogh and breathed a sigh of relief.

But his afterglow stumbled upon something.

"How do I feel as if someone is blowing on the back of my neck?" Van Gogh looked at Wang Feng: "That guy shouldn't have left, right?" ”

Wang Feng nodded, and then pointed behind the two.

Both looked behind them at the same time, and a large figure was hidden in the darkness, baring its sharp teeth.