"Hello, is the psychiatrist there?"

The dilapidated store was slowly pushed open with the screeching sound of the old wooden door.

With a cheerful smile, Su Yang stuck his head in and looked around curiously.

A strong man with a strong physique walked out of the bathroom, looked at Su Yang's position, there was a trace of panic in the depths of his eyes, he subconsciously glanced at the bathroom, and hurriedly closed the door.

"Closed today!"

The strong man responded lightly, and as he spoke, the centipede-like scar on his cheek squirmed slightly, looking a little hideous.

"Hmm..."

"Are you a psychiatrist?"

Su Yang suddenly nodded, and stepped into the store.

"I said it's not open today, don't you understand?"

Looking at Su Yang's actions, the strong man's brows furrowed slightly, there was a little more coldness in his words, and his right hand seemed to be inadvertently on his waist.

"I understand, but I'm sick."

The smile on Su Yang's face suddenly fell, he looked at the strong man's eyes seriously, and said seriously: "The doctor's duty is to save the life and help the wounded!" Are you going against your professionalism? ”

"Are you threatening me?"

In the small psychological counseling clinic, the atmosphere is at a stalemate at this moment.

The smell of gunpowder was in the air.

"Of course not!"

"I'm just a poor patient!"

Su Yang, who had a serious expression in the last second, had a smile on his face again, and it was even brighter than before: "If I don't treat it again, I will die!" ”

"Must be today?"

The strong man's voice was a little low.

Su Yang nodded, looked at the old clock hanging on the wall, and thought slightly: "Well, it won't delay you for too long, you just need... 27 minutes, 31 seconds! ”

Looking at Su Yang's obviously abnormal spirit, the strong man seemed to be a little jealous.

Black Street...

This gathers all the dark places in Shanhai City, and no one in it can be underestimated.

The strong man's gaze swept from the direction of the bathroom, and finally nodded slowly.

"Sit."

He pointed to the table and chairs placed in the window, and spoke hoarsely.

"Thank you!"

Su Yang nodded in surprise, and turned around defenselessly in front of the strong man.

"Hmm..."

"Which chair to choose?"

"It's tangled."

Su Yang looked at the two chairs placed in opposite directions, his face was entangled, as if he was thinking about a very serious question.

The strong man looked more and more impatient, crossed Su Yang with a cold face, and sat in one of them.

"Looks like you've made the choice for me."

Su Yang seemed a little disappointed and sat on the only remaining chair.

"Tell me, what's wrong with you."

The strong man spoke coldly, not looking like a psychiatrist at all.

Su Yang looked at him with strange eyes: "Shouldn't you be wearing a white coat?" ”

"Why am I wearing a white coat!" The strong man suppressed the anger in his heart and responded in a low voice.

Su Yang looked dazed: "In the TV series, doctors are all wearing white coats!" ”

The strong man's brows jumped, he could no longer hold back the anger in his heart, with murderous intent in his eyes, and roared in a low voice: "But I'm a psychiatrist!! ”

With his anger, the scar on his face became more terrifying.

But Su Yang raised his hand and pointed to a dusty white coat hanging on the wall on the side, with an innocent expression: "But there are obviously ones here." ”

The strong man stared at Su Yang with dead eyes, and had killing intent in his eyes several times, and finally forcibly suppressed it, got up without saying a word, took off the white coat, and draped it on his body.

It's just that it doesn't seem to fit well, and it's a little nondescript.

But Su Yang nodded with satisfaction, and finally got to the point.

Su Yang's face was mysterious, and his voice was very low: "Do you believe that there are immortals in this world?" ”

"Huh?"

The strong man was stunned.

"I had a dream, a long, long dream."

"This 'dream' is so real, it's like... I saw the future. ”

"Until last night, I suddenly woke up, and those clear memories were like glass... Shattered! ”

"There are only a few images left in my mind, and the further back I go, the more blurry they become."

Su Yang seemed to be recalling something, analyzed, and said slowly.

"Oh, and then?"

The strong man looked at the clock, and there were still ten minutes left before Su Yang's agreed time, so he casually perfunctory.

"Although most of my memories have become blurry, I still vaguely remember that here... It is the starting point of dreams! ”

Su Yang has a talent for storytelling, and he shapes the atmosphere very well.

"The starting point?"

The strong man finally raised a little interest in his heart, sat up slightly straight, and took the initiative to ask for the first time.

Su Yang's face bloomed with a smile again, as warm as the first sun: "I can't tell whether what I see is a dream or the future, so I need to verify it." ”

"And in that dream, at this very moment, in this store, an innocent psychiatrist was murdered and robbed by a fugitive robber and hid his body in the bathroom."

Then the robber sat at the window and took stock of the harvest.

Hearing Su Yang's words, the strong man's expression changed drastically, and he slapped the table suddenly: "You are fooling me?" ”

"What did I do to you?"

Su Yang was puzzled, and looked blankly at the angry strong man opposite.

"This is a dark street, even if it is a person from the City Lord's Mansion, his hand can't reach here!"

The strong man opened his mouth coldly, and a touch of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

But soon, he noticed something wrong: "You're not from the City Lord's Mansion?" ”

"No, it's not."

"I'm from the Black Street, Aborigine!"

Su Yang shook his head and said with a smile.

"Then you are telling me this, are you here to find death?" The strong man sneered, completely removed his disguise, and took out a homemade pistol from his waist and aimed it at Su Yang's head.

Su Yang's eyes were so clear and innocent: "I said several times that I came to see a doctor!" ”

"Hmm..."

"In fact, after I woke up, in that fragmentary memory, half a minute later, a car that had been tampered with and lost control would smash this wall."

"At the time... One of the chairs was shattered, the one you sat on in the dream. ”

"But now, I'm not sure which one it is..."

"I forgot..."

Su Yang looked a little disappointed, and scratched his hair irritably, but soon regained his smile: "It's not as good as us... Bet on it! ”

"Now there are people sitting in both chairs, look at us... Who will die. ”

"Of course, if all this is really just a 'dream', then we can all survive!"

It was obvious that he was discussing the issue of life and death, but Su Yang's smile became more and more vigorous.

"What a madman!"

The strong man sneered and put his fingers on the trigger.

But Su Yang shook his head seriously, and kindly reminded: "Believe me, this is the only way you can kill me, that gun, no." ”

"Anyway... It's almost there..."

As he spoke, Su Yang raised his head, ignoring the strong man who was pointing a gun at him, and his gaze fell on the clock.

"Shhhhh

"And..."

The second hand turns slowly, making a crisp sound.

“3...”

“2...”

“1...”

When you count to '1'...

'Bang! ’

Suddenly there was a violent roar of the engine, and the windows suddenly exploded.