On the coffee table, the three words written by wine are a person's name:
Wen Zilong!
Seeing these three words, Chen Jianfeng shuddered from top to bottom and from the inside out.
Just like the trembling at launch.
He is too familiar with this name.
In the past two months, because of these three words, he didn't want to eat without tea.
When you close your eyes every day, it's the situation where Wenzi dragon blood stands in front of him with a loud hula.
Because of these three words, he had trouble turning to sleep every day.
Therefore, he only bought drunk every day and wanted to borrow alcohol to paralyze himself.
Sure enough, alcohol is working, and he can finally sleep well every day.
But I never imagined that this strange thing happened suddenly:
A spider with wings actually wrote these three words with wine on the coffee table.
This made him shocked and horrified.
"No, this is impossible!"
Chen Jianfeng shook his head again and again, rubbing his eyes.
But even if he shook his head and rubbed his eyes, there were still three words on the coffee table that surprised him:
Wen Zilong.
"It must be an illusion, it must have been drinking last night before waking up!"
Chen Jianfeng shook his head and muttered in his mouth, then grabbed the slippers on the ground and patted towards Wen Zilong.
Snapped--
The beat was so violent that the bottle next to it fell to the ground and fell into a crush.
Half a bottle of wine flowed out, and the room was immediately filled with a strong liquor flavor.
But Wen Zilong is a level 10 mosquito. How agile is his skill?
I flew away long ago.
But he did not go far, but dangled in front of Chen Jianfeng.
Chen Jianfeng saw that the flying spider hadn't gone yet. He didn't have time to put on his slippers, went barefoot outside to get a broom, and returned to the living room, waving at Wen Zilong for a while.
But he waved as fast as he could.
With his ability to fly beyond the usual mosquitoes, Wen Zilong easily avoided his broom.
He chased Wen Zilong step by step.
Wen Zilong led him, approaching the coffee table step by step.
Chen Jianfeng slapped a few more times, and suddenly there was severe pain in his feet:
"what--"
He fell directly to the ground.
When I looked down, I saw a piece of broken glass stuck in my foot.
This broken glass is the bottle just broken.
The wound was already sore, and the residual wine on the broken glass was even more painful.
"what----"
Chen Jianfeng was unbearably painful and screamed.
He pulled out the broken glass with pain, jumped on one foot and took out the gauze in the drawer, tightly wrapping the wound.
At the time of his wounding, Wen Zilong took the time to bite him twice.
He made two walnut-sized pimples on his face and shoulders.
Then he flapped her wings and fell into the folds of the curtain, concealing it.
Seeing the murderer killing himself suffer so much, the hatred in his heart eased a little.
But this is not enough.
You have to lose money!
Chen Jianfeng was so confused by Wen Zilong that he was shocked and scared.
Today's facts are too weird.
The flying spider, the spider can write, and also wrote the name of the person he killed.
It was not until this time that Chen Jianfeng realized that the word "Xinghui" written by it was not a greeting.
It's the kind of fortunate meeting that the enemies meet, who are particularly jealous.
Could it be said that this spider is the reincarnation of Wen Zilong?
But this is too ridiculous.
He was a determined materialist, and he never believed in anything like ghosts and spirits.
But how should this be explained now?
After thinking for a while, he simply endured the severe pain and went to the room on the left.
The door was closed after entering.
The closure of this room is very strict, even Wen Zilong can't get in.
And he always felt that this room was very dangerous. If he let him in, he would not dare.
Can only watch the door of the room with vigilance.
After a moment, Chen Jianfeng limped out, carrying a large black bag, and did not know what was inside.
He staggered to the other side of the coffee table and sat down.
"call--"
He took a breath and looked at the gauze under his feet that had become blood red.
He looked up and looked around and said:
"If you really are Wen Zilong reincarnated ... come out ..."
Wen Zilong also just wanted to communicate with this guy so that this guy could double the money owed to his parents.
So he flew out from behind the curtains and buzzed on the coffee table.
When Chen Jianfeng saw that the spider had flown out, he suddenly felt astonished: Sure enough, this spider could understand human words.
Thinking about it, he opened another bottle of wine and poured about half a bottle onto the coffee table.
Because too much was poured, some wine had flowed from the edge of the coffee table to the ground.
Then asked Wen Zilong: "Are you really him?"
Wen Zilong knew what he meant, and immediately dipped it in the wine and crawled out a word: Yes.
"What do you want?"
Chen Jianfeng took a box of cigarettes from the tea machine with some shaking, and shivered into his mouth.
Wen Zilong dipped some wine and wrote: The truth.
Chen Jianfeng touched the lighter from the coffee table again, shaking and lighting a cigarette, but because he was too panicked, he didn't light a few times.
He can only give up and open the black bag that he just took out on the sofa next to him.
More than twenty bundles of fresh red RMB came out of the bag.
"The money is yours ... you take it all ... just ask me to let go ..."
Wen Zilong looked at Chen Jianfeng, who was almost scared, and sneered.
Let you go?
Did your sister let me go?
Now that you are afraid?
late!
He crawled into the wine again, crawled a few more times in it, and dipped in more wine.
Because this time he has more words to crawl: debt repayment, murder and life!
Imagine Chen Jianfeng seeing these eight words and being scared of the fart urinating, he could not help but feel refreshed.
He dipped his six legs full of wine first, then leaned over and dipped his belly.
However, just when his belly was about to be dipped in wine, Chen Jianfeng suddenly moved.
He always seemed to tremble his hand, and suddenly lit the lighter at a very fast speed.
Then came suddenly to the wine on the tea machine.
When the wine saw the fire, the surface suddenly burst into flames.
Wen Zilong was shocked in his heart. He looked at Chen Jianfeng's trembling look, and couldn't even light a cigarette.
I thought this kid was terrified.
But he did not expect that it was all pretended by him, the purpose is to paralyze himself.
At this time, Wen Zilong was drenched with wine, and the flight was not good.
Coupled with the sudden arrival of Chen Jianfeng's fire machine, the fire quickly led to Wen Zilong.
Wen Zilong forcibly flapped his wings and flew.
However, Chen Jianfeng didn't let him go at all, and directly picked up the pile of money in the black bag and took out a bottle of insecticide from below.
Mouth cursed: "You die for me--"
Facing Wen Zilong, he sprayed over.
Originally Wen Zilong had been ignited and would be burned to death within a minute.
Even if it doesn't burn, he can at least burn his wings. When Chen Jianfeng wants to deal with him again, it's a breeze.
But now Chen Jianfeng sprayed this with insecticide, but it just happened to blow out the flames on Wen Zilong.
Wen Zilong quickly flapped his wings and flew out of the window staggeringly.