Pierce found his goal, and of course saw what he had to get to China this time from thousands of miles away - the mobile phone stuffed in Lu Mingyang's trouser pocket. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe man watched as Lu Mingyang disappeared into the crowd, and then he stood up and followed his target from a distance. It took about three days for Pierce to figure out where Lu Mingyang lived and where he worked, and at the same time, he also figured out Lu Mingyang's route to and from work. The question now is how he is going to get what he needs. "I think I might be doing a little bit of a less legitimate thing......" the American muttered to himself.

Indeed, the legal purchase he had envisioned at the beginning would certainly not work - there was not enough time and he did not have the confidence to buy his phone for some reason by getting acquainted with the Chinese the first time, and he wanted to get the phone in the Chinese's hand as soon as possible - in any case, he was now feeling a little uncomfortable. Then Pierce now has to make up his mind what method to use to get what he needs, whether on the road or at Lu Mingyang's house.

Lu Mingyang has not felt well recently, although he has retreated from a cold, but the inexplicable nightmare has haunted him again. Now he often wakes up from nightmares and receives inexplicable phone calls, and the strange number on his phone never speaks, but instead speaks in a voice he doesn't understand at all - not like any language. He did change his SIM card, but it didn't work. Lu Mingyang also thought about whether to sell this mobile phone and replace it, but a strange feeling prevented him from doing this kind of thing. And today, he was creepy - he found that his phone had been unlocked and had entered the photo album, and the two photos inside made him feel terrified.

The first is the photo of what he used to think was a prank on Photoshop, the man lying on the ground has now turned around, and it is obvious that he has made a motion to crawl towards the camera, and the eyes and nostrils of the raised face are bleeding, and the color of this face does not look like a living person. This one alone is enough to make Lu Mingyang feel that this prank is too much, but the next one makes him unable to judge whether this is a prank or not - it is the streets of Shenzhen, and it is his daily commute to work, there are many people, but the main body of the photo is the back in the crowd - this is Lu Mingyang's own back, he can recognize it at a glance.

Now Lu Mingyang's mind is in a mess, he didn't go out to work, he stared at the photos on his phone and thought about one thing - "Who took this for me?" "It's clearly not someone else's picture that was taken over the Internet - because he found it in a local photo album. Lu Mingyang's cheeks were unusually pale, but his eyes were wide open, staring at the photo and babbling in his mouth. By this time, it was getting late, and his roommate hadn't come back — he hadn't gone to work, and he had no idea when the colleague would return.

The doorbell rang, and Lu Mingyang didn't stand up until the doorbell rang for a long time, he asked who it was in a hoarse voice, and at the same time put his eyes on the cat's eye. Outside was a white man, who smiled gently and said in stiff Chinese through the door - "I'm sorry, do you have a ****?" Lu Mingyang didn't hear what it was at all, but he still opened the door. The moment he opened the door, Lu Mingyang's eyes suddenly widened, "This person!" Who are you! He only shouted halfway out, and he felt a sharp pain in his throat, and then he fell directly to the ground and convulsed - Pierce quickly gave Lu Mingyang a quick Adam's apple with a hand knife, making Lu Mingyang incapacitated as quickly as possible. Then Pierce gently closed the door, stepped over Lu Mingyang, who was struggling and twitching on the ground, and walked directly to Lu Mingyang's mobile phone on the coffee table in the hall.

At this time, Lu Mingyang had already remembered this white man, and he had actually seen this person's face just now - in the photo on his mobile phone. Lu Mingyang tried to keep himself from falling into a coma while suffering from severe pain, but his eyes inevitably doubled, he heard a short hoarse scream, and then seemed to see the whole hall seem to be distorted, and he tried to distinguish what he saw in his eyes - but he soon fell unconscious because of the pain, and the last scene he saw before he fell unconscious seemed to be the white man in a strange pose......

The closer Pierce got to his phone, the wetter his palms became, "Damn! When I delete you......" he whispered, then reached for his phone, "I'll be free...... his hand was already touching it. But the next moment, he gave a short cry, and the hand that grabbed the phone dried, like a mummy that had lost its moisture. The other hand covered his, it was a pale and swollen palm, and a low, hoarse and out-of-tune sentence echoed through the room: "You.... Full of ......"

Lu Mingyang didn't see this, he was unconscious. Pierce began to melt with his mouth wide open as if he had been approached by a wax man who had been approached by a heat source...... First his hair began to fall out, then his skin and muscles began to melt rapidly, revealing the white bones underneath, and his vocal cords were destroyed in the first place, so he couldn't scream even though he had his mouth wide open. Pierce, whose calf had melted, lost his balance, and although he tried to hold on to his phone, it fell and let it slip out of his hand, and he almost pressed the deleted virtual button...... Pierce melted, but he was like foam, leaving no trace after melting.......

Lu Mingyang opened his eyes, the sharp pain in his throat made his eyes black, but he finally woke up from the coma. The guy clutched his hands to his throat and struggled to lift his head - but he couldn't see any sign of the foreigner...... Before calling the police, Lu Mingyang stood up and looked inside and out, and the foreigner was indeed gone. When the police came, although Lu Mingyang's speech was very painful and his voice was slurred, he still tried to tell the police what happened to him through short words and pen and paper.

"So you're saying it was a foreigner who attacked you? Well, so what did you lose? Cell phone? Can't find your iPhone? That foreigner looks like he stole your phone? Well, I got it. "The 110 patrol officer in charge recorded all this. There was a surveillance at the entrance of the apartment building, and the patrol officer quickly went to the security room to check the surveillance. The young policeman frowned slightly, and he said to his companion, "There are no foreigners..... At this point in time, there are no foreigners coming in or out. "Then they visited the upstairs and downstairs guests, and found nothing.

Lu Mingyang now feels that he is really unlucky, and he was temporarily thrown out of the clouds by him just now. Losing a mobile phone is a serious problem – today's young people can't live without it. Fortunately, the roommate who came back soon gave him an Apple 4, "You use the ...... first"

Still on Taobao, a young woman is looking for a second-hand treasure - she wants to buy an Apple 6, and of course she finds it. When the goods arrived, the girl casually opened the photo album to see other people's secrets - sometimes some very interesting photos can be seen in second-hand mobile phones. "What, a back picture?" She said.

Lu Mingyang looked at his cloud album, which contained a familiar back picture.........