The man rolled up a pair of dead fish-like eyes and glared at Wei Siyang fiercely. "You don't need to know what I am, but who are you, and what do you want to do when you catch up?"

Wei Siyang stood opposite the man, standing like a mountain.

"I know, you're not human. But I'll catch up immediately," Wei Siyang said coldly, "No matter what you are, you won't be able to escape." So, what I ask you, you'd better answer me honestly. ”

The man let out a gloomy laugh, revealing a mouthful of white teeth. "Now that you know that I am not human, you dare to catch up, have you lived enough?"

He raised his right hand as he spoke. His right hand had been shrunk into his sleeve, and now it slowly stretched out, and in the sun, the five fingers of that hand stretched longer and longer, and the nails were sharp like the fangs of a beast, shining with a blue luster. And the whole palm of the hand slowly turned into a dead black.

The claws of the demons in people's nightmares must be like this.

"You go die. The man let out a hoarse snort, and the devil's claws slashed out a blue light, grabbing Wei Siyang's chest.

Wei Siyang looked at him coldly. It wasn't until the black hand touched the clothes on his chest that his right fist suddenly swung out, and his fists and claws struck each other, making a series of crisp sounds of "Gegege".

That demonic magic hand, under Wei Siyang's blow, all five fingers were shattered, and the arm hung down softly, like a broken bamboo pole.

The man let out a snort and looked at Wei Siyang in fear.

"Donkey Kong. He roared, "This is Vajrapani." ”

"What did you say?" Wei Siyang frowned strangely, "What is Donkey Kong?"

"You don't know?" the man looked at Wei Siyang.

"So you don't know yet. He suddenly tilted his head and laughed grimly. "So you're that person. ”

Wei Siyang snorted, "I don't know what you're talking about, but you can't go." Tell me, why did you bring that cake, and what are you going to do?"

The man suppressed his laughter: "I really can't leave when I meet you, but don't try to catch me."

His gloomy gaze swept over Wei Siyang's face, and his voice was cold as if he was from hell. "If I can't kill you, then I'll kill myself. ”

A puff of black smoke suddenly rose from his body, and his ugly face twitched, and then the whole person fell down, and his hair, limbs, and even his clothes began to melt rapidly in the smoke, and emitted a fishy stench, like a puddle of mud evaporated by the sun.

Then, apart from that disgusting stench, there was nothing left.

Wei Siyang stood on the overpass, at a loss in his heart.

The weirdo seemed to know who he was.

But he himself didn't know who he was.

This may be the most helpless loneliness in Wei Siyang's heart.

Pedestrians under the overpass also smelled the pungent stench and looked up at him. Wei Siyang sighed, turned around and walked off the flyover. With some tired and lost steps, I slowly walked back to the Reading Heart Library.

As soon as he pushed open the door of the library, Mu Qianqian had already rushed over, "Brother Siyang, are you okay? What did you do?What happened?" Her handsome face was full of inquiring expressions, and her big black and white eyes flashed with anxiety and concern.

Wei Siyang showed a smile and said comfortingly:

"Nothing, it's just that I can't eat the birthday cake. ”

Mu Qianqian suddenly smiled, "It's just a cake, it doesn't matter if you eat it or not." It's good that everyone is okay. ”

Yun Haiping stood on the edge of the counter holding the clouds, and kept looking at Wei Siyang quietly. The birthday cake was still untouched on the glass pane of the counter.

Seeing that Wei Siyang was back, Yun Duo asked anxiously:

"Uncle Wei, what's wrong with our cake? Why can't we eat it?"

"Because of our cake, because of ...... Cake it ......"

Wei Siyang looked at Yun Duo's curious little face, and didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Because our cake is broken," Mu Qianqian suddenly rushed to say, "There's a big bug growing in it, Aunt Mu will lead the clouds to buy a better one, okay?" ”

Mu Qianqian looked back at Wei Siyang, her eyes were full of trust.

"Brother Siyang, no matter what you do, I believe that you must have your reasons. She said softly, "If you want to tell me, I will listen, if you are not willing to tell me, then I will not ask anything." ”