The night is deep and quiet, and many people fall asleep. On the edge of the Yangtze River, there is a burly figure holding a wine bottle in his hand, drinking and walking. He was the only one on the whole street. Except for the sound of the wind, only the sound of his heavy footsteps echoed in the empty streets.

"Hey, hey! I'm going to leave tomorrow, and Brother Yuan has a woman to accompany him to have a good time, so I have to drink it myself! ”

He lifted the bottle, tilted his head and poured himself a sip of wine, then laughed and shook it hard, and the bottle drew a parabola in the night sky, fell into the river, and with a bang, the whole world returned to tranquility.

"I have to go back quickly, if Brother Yuan knows that I am drinking, I will be scolded again!"

Zheng Yong turned a corner and walked into a deep corridor.

It's a narrow and eerie corridor. On both sides of the corridor, there are bamboo forests, and the wind blows, and the bamboo leaves brush and brush. Look along the corridor, until the end, about 20 meters, it is a three-way intersection, and in the middle of the road, there is a locust tree, the branches and leaves are luxuriant, there is a wind blowing, like a demon, teeth and claws, so that this corridor, no sunlight during the day, and even the light can not shine in at night.

When Zheng Yong stepped into the first step of this corridor, the wind stopped, the two rows of bamboo forests stopped shaking, there was no sound, and the whole corridor was as silent as death!

"I heard it's haunted?" Zheng Yong stopped, suspicious, he touched his chin and glanced around, but found nothing.

"It would be nice if a female ghost came out, hehe, it's best to look like Nie Xiaoqian!"

Zheng Yong said, striding forward without hurry.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Zheng Yong's footsteps were heavy and powerful, resounding throughout the corridor.

"Cut! I thought there were ghosts! When he was about to come to the end, Zheng Yong's mind was completely relaxed.

And at this time, the wind is rising!

Suddenly, a cold light flashed, and Zheng Yong's eyes couldn't help but widen, it was a knife! A scimitar suddenly flashed out of the darkness, and the blade sent a cold chill that pierced him in the heart.

Fast! It's so fast! And the timing is too accurate! So much so that Zheng Yong didn't even have time to dodge, so he could only retreat quickly. However, the knife was like a poisonous snake, following it like a shadow, getting closer and closer to Zheng Yong's heart.

Seeing that the blade was getting closer and closer to his chest, Zheng Yong gritted his teeth, kicked his feet violently, and did two somersaults in succession, narrowly avoiding this tricky blow.

However, before he could see who it was, he saw the knife pause in the air and take another step forward. Brush! The blade slashed at his neck! The coldness from the tip of the knife penetrated through his skin, and the cold air rushed straight to his brain, Zheng Yong was terrified, his footsteps moved sideways, and he flashed again in a thrilling way.

Click! Once again, the blade missed, slicing through the bamboo forest, and several bamboos broke in response.

Zheng Yong took this opportunity to dodge and retreat three steps. He couldn't help but touch his neck, bleeding! Luckily, it just scratched the skin, and it didn't hurt much. However, at this time, he didn't notice that his forehead was full of beads of sweat! Zheng Yong finally came back to his senses, and although there was no light here, he could still see the appearance of the person who came, this is a delicate woman, her face is like frost. It was she who killed him so powerless that he forced him to walk around in front of the ghost gate.

"Who are you!" Zheng Yong roared angrily.

"Humph!" The woman snorted coldly, but the movement did not stop, she raised the knife and rushed towards him, she was faster, as fast as lightning, several times faster than before, Zheng Yong had no way to avoid it, there was no way to retreat, it was too late to make any moves, gritted his teeth, and directly raised his chest to meet it, the knife was more and more enlarged in his pupils......

Brush! The blade pierced him in the chest and passed through it.

Time seems to have stopped! At this time, the two were very close, staring at each other, their faces almost against their faces, If it weren't for the tip of the knife that was still dripping blood from Zheng Yong's back, they would be like a pair of intimate lovers at this time.

"Hey, hey! Niu'er, you're fast, but I have a lot of strength! ”

The woman changed color and wanted to draw the knife back, but at this time, her neck had been pinched by a large hand. That hand was so strong that she couldn't breathe.

"Bang!" Zheng Yong pinched her neck with one hand, almost lifting her up, his face was hideous, he kicked her lower abdomen fiercely, she even carried a knife, and flew out a few feet away. She just wanted to get up, only to find that Zheng Yong had an extra gun in his hand, the muzzle of the gun was facing her, she was in a heart, put the knife across her chest, and he pulled the trigger.

"Dang!" The bullet hits the knife face.

"Bang bang!" Zheng Yong fired two shots in succession, and when he was about to pull the trigger, the delicate woman in front of him was nowhere to be seen.

Zheng Yong stepped up with an arrow, and found a pool of blood in the place where the woman had just disappeared, and he looked around with blazing eyes. After a while, there was no movement around, he breathed a sigh of relief, laughed miserably, clutched his chest, and sat down on the ground. Blood continued to flow from his chest, and his hands were already blood-red.

"Go back first, find medicine and bandage it, damn it, this girl is so fucking ruthless, she almost killed me! Fortunately, it didn't stab the heart, this time the fortune telling is big! Burst! Zheng Yong endured the severe pain, vomited a mouthful of blood, and staggered and disappeared into the bamboo forest.

As the night grew thicker and people were snoring, Wu Zhiyuan suddenly opened his eyes in a hotel. He put Huang Li's head on the pillow and stepped out of bed.

"What's wrong?" Huang Li also woke up at this time.

"Take the phone, you sleep!" Wu Zhiyuan picked up the mobile phone, and when he saw that it was Zheng Yong calling, his brows furrowed, and he pressed the answer button.

"Brother Yuan, come back quickly, I was almost killed!" On the other end of the phone, Zheng Yong's voice was weak.

"What?" Wu Zhiyuan frowned.

"I was stabbed and almost hung up!" Zheng Yong said weakly.

"You hold on, I'll come right over!" Wu Zhiyuan hung up the phone and quickly put on his clothes.

"Are you going to go again?" Huang Li had already come to his side and hugged him from behind.

"Something happened to my brother, I have to go back!" Wu Zhiyuan glanced at a few wine bottles on the table, "Drink less wine in the future!" ”

"Do you want me to accompany you to the hospital?" Huang Li walked up to him and straightened his clothes.

"Huh?" Wu Zhiyuan thoughtfully, looked at him deeply, and walked out of the door without looking back.

"I'm sorry......" Huang Li muttered as she watched him leave in a daze.