Guo Mingyang, who turned around and walked out of Zhao Tianhu's son's bedroom, couldn't imagine that there was really such an arrogant and rude person in the world, and a wave of anger suddenly surged up in his heart, it was the first time in so many years that someone humiliated him in front of him like this. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

As soon as he picked up the black cat on the ground, his face changed a little, and he was ready to walk out of the Zhao family, a rich and noble place, but without any moral education.

Knowing that his son had angered Guo Mingyang, Zhao Tianhu hugged Guo Mingyang's shoulder, who was about to go out, and did not blame his son for being rude, but said all kinds of good things to Guo Mingyang with a smile on his face.

Now Guo Mingyang is really disgusted with this ugly father and son in his heart.

In the end, under Zhao Tianhu's sad begging, Guo Mingyang stayed.

From time to time, I can hear the sound of Zhao Tianhu's son cursing loudly in the bedroom, this child is probably about to be driven crazy, and Zhao Tianhu seems to be used to it, and he doesn't discipline him at all.

Finally kept Guo Mingyang, although it was already dark, but it was estimated that it would not appear until ten ten in the middle of the night, and the thing that hurt his son would appear, Zhao Tianhu painfully asked his subordinates to take a bottle of 88-year-old high-quality imported red wine.

If it weren't for his son, he would rather pour this bottle of red wine at will than give it to someone like Guo Mingyang.

Guo Mingyang, who had never drunk this kind of red wine, looked at Zhao Tianhu, who took a sip of the cup and drank it all, and even shouted coolly, and understood the word nouveau riche better, fortunately he had seen it in the book, good red wine needs to be tasted slowly, so he drank it in small sips, and the long sweetness in the red liquid was indeed difficult to recall.

Slowly looking at the time, Guo Mingyang instructed Zhao Tianhu to arrange for everyone to return to their bedrooms and turn off all the lights in the villa.

According to Zhao Tianhu, that thing will definitely appear at night, his son has broken seven fingers in a row, and there is no way to stop it in the middle.

It's time for the ninth finger today, Zhao Tianhu has great hopes for Guo Mingyang, hoping that he can prevent his son from continuing to be harmed, if this continues, then his son will be tortured to death sooner or later.

At this time, the entire villa fell into darkness, and there was no sound in the room of Zhao Tianhu's son, who had been calling.

Guo Mingyang in the living room was still holding the black cat with him in his arms, and he felt a little bored and came to the courtyard outside the villa.

Looking up, in the dark and deep night sky, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and it is out of reach.

On both sides of the wide courtyard, there are rockeries and small ponds, and this Zhao Tianhu is really a person who loves vassal elegance.

At this time, the black cat, which had been quiet in Guo Mingyang's arms, felt some strange breath and began to struggle.

I don't know when, under the faint moonlight at the gate of the courtyard, a black figure appeared.

The figure felt Guo Mingyang's gaze towards him, and was a little surprised that Guo Mingyang, who was also standing in the dark, could actually see him.

Finally quieted the black cat, Guo Mingyang looked at the black shadow at the gate, and slowly walked over with a calm face.

The dark shadow stared at Guo Mingyang, who was approaching him, and stood there motionless.

Under the sultry moonlight, Guo Mingyang finally saw the appearance of the black shadow standing two steps away in front of him.

A thin, non-human, wrinkled pale face, those empty eyes also exuded a curious and strange aura

The body of the black shadow is all red.

On the body that seemed to be wrapped in only a layer of skin, the ribs on his chest were all shockingly broken and pierced out of the ribcage, and the joints of his limbs maintained an even stranger posture, as if they were all broken, bending in the opposite direction.

One person and one ghost, looking at each other.

When Guo Mingyang was still amazed at how this black shadow was somewhat similar to the deceased in the prison tragedy, the black shadow's mouth was closed, and a strange hoarse voice first sounded: Who are you? How can you see me?

Guo Mingyang, who looked plain, didn't answer the black shadow's question, but couldn't help but ask him in surprise: What does the death of the six people in Mashan Prison have to do with you, and the prison leader who died tragically next?

They all deserve to die, and I'm going to give them a taste of the pain I once endured. At this time, the black shadow's tone was a little fierce with uncontrollable anger.

Sure enough, the two murders were also committed by the black shadow in front of him, but what does this have to do with Zhao Tianhu's son? Is there any connection between them?

With deep doubts, Guo Mingyang couldn't help but ask the black shadow again: Are there any hidden stories in the many words of injustice and hatred you left on those walls?

The black shadow paused, and in those empty eyes, it seemed to think about something carefully.

After being quiet for a while, Guo Mingyang couldn't help but speak: I know that every soul wandering in the world should have great obsessions before they are born, can you tell me your story?

The black shadow, without any expression, stared at Guo Mingyang for a while, then opened his mouth, and still said in a weird hoarse voice: Do you want to hear the story? As long as you don't stop me from breaking the bones of that beast, I'll tell you my story.

Guo Mingyang in the dark was suddenly a little embarrassed, if he didn't stop the black shadow from continuing to hurt Zhao Tianhu's son, tomorrow morning, Zhao Tianhu would have to eat himself alive, but if he stopped it, he couldn't know what blood feud was hidden in the black shadow?

The black shadow stood quietly in the darkness, with a strange expression on his face, looking at Guo Mingyang, who was making a difficult decision.

Guo Mingyang suddenly remembered what Captain Liu had said: His son is ten or a hundred times more vicious than Zhao Tianhu, and I think it would be better to let the ghosts kill them as soon as possible, and it will save us the police trouble in the future.

Thinking about seeing Zhao Tianhu's son's arrogant and arrogant expression at night, such a person is really not worth saving.

I promise you. Guo Mingyang finally made a decision.

On the second floor of the villa behind Guo Mingyang, Zhao Tianhu was pulling his reluctant little wife, hiding behind the curtains, looking at the situation in the yard extremely nervously.

Because he was still some distance from the gate, he could only see Guo Mingyang standing in the moonlight as if he was talking to something, and he couldn't vaguely hear what Guo Mingyang was saying, but he didn't see anything except the doorposts on both sides of the gate.

Hearing Guo Mingyang's affirmative reply, the black shadow glanced towards the place where Zhao Tianhu peeked, and Zhao Tianhu, who was still looking, suddenly felt an inexplicable cold coming from the darkness in the courtyard, making him shudder.

Guo Mingyang had long thought that Zhao Tianhu would definitely be watching him in that place, so it was not strange at all.

Finally, the black shadow mechanically closed his mouth one by one, and told a tragic story buried by sin in a hoarse voice.