[Unexpectedly, the host is having a great time. 】
"It's a small thing, I learned it in those previous worlds." Chi Suijie waved his hand.
[Aren’t you afraid of angering the villain? Aren't you afraid that he will kill you? 】
"I'm afraid, but I suddenly don't want to attack him. I want him to surrender to me." Chi Suijie lay on the bed with his legs crossed and leisurely.
【? 】
"This way I can handle him anytime, anywhere!"
【6. 】
"Brother Dou, remember to wake me up at six o'clock."
【Why? 】
"Run away, what should I do if the villain comes and kills me!"
[Didn’t you say you wanted him to surrender to you? 】
"Yeah, but the time hasn't come yet."
【……】
Eyes dim, on the bed in the master bedroom, the man finally untied the rope, his whole body filled with rage, and his eyes filled with murderous intent.
The man stood up. The numbness in his legs made his tall figure tremble, and he almost knelt in front of the French window.
He was in an extremely embarrassed state, with messy hair blocking his murderous eyes. His pajamas were half unbuttoned and extremely messy. There was also a faint red color on his wrists and neck.
Feng Xian thought about what the woman had just done to him, and tightened his fingers. He had never been so embarrassed. Feng Xian punched the wall hard, his eyes bloodshot: "Woman, you are dead!"
After cleaning himself up, Feng Xian left the master bedroom, glanced at the side sleeper next to him, pursed his thin lips, played with the scalpel skillfully with his fingertips, strode towards the side sleeper, stepped on the floor with his leather shoes, and let out a sigh. A cold and terrifying voice.
Opening the door, the room was dark with the curtains drawn. There was a small bulge on the bed, and the girl was still asleep.
Feng Xian smiled crazily as he walked towards the bed, holding people's hearts tightly with every step he took.
Feng Xian opened the quilt, his eyes were blood red, and he was about to reach out to pinch someone but was stunned. He hurriedly turned on the light, the room became bright, the bed was cold, the girl was no longer there, but a pink figure was lying quietly. Hair dryer doll.
Feng Xian's fingers were trembling as he smiled, like a sinister ghost mask embedded in his face, emotionless but creepy.
"Gu Yi, find out where Chi Suiqiao has gone!" Feng Xian made a phone call. Gu Yi, who was so frightened that he was sleepy, jumped up and answered loudly.
…
"The villain has a really bad temper." Chi Suijiao sat on the rooftop with a lollipop in his mouth and quietly watched the surveillance footage.
[He is a crazy critic. A real crazy critic is not fake. He must have a bad temper. 】
"He is so mad that he is dying. No wonder the heroine doesn't like him and wants to kill people at every turn." Chi Suijie snorted lightly.
"Chi Suijie! Don't even think about escaping unless I die!"
Feng Xian's roar came from the phone. Chi Suiji lowered his eyes and glanced, and Feng Xian had already discovered the monitor she installed in the room.
He stared at the monitor, his cold eyes turned red, and his sinister expression was filled with coldness.
Then, Feng Xian's scalpel came over, and he lifted the knife and removed the monitor with one blow.
"It's too cruel, too bloody! That's the monitor I took a lot of trouble to remove from the gate!" Chi Suijie roared.
【……】
[What is the host going to do next? 】
"If a woman wants to strengthen herself, of course she needs to find a job."
【Do you still want to work? 】
"Otherwise? Eat the golden legs? Eat the old man? Or eat you? I'm a workaholic." Chi Suiji rolled his eyes.
【Then what are you going to do? 】
"Didn't I say it before? Repair the car." Chi Suijie swayed his legs.
[Can this make money? 】
"Don't worry, with my more than 20 years of blackmailing people, no, I can definitely make money."
【……】
Chi Suijia got off the rooftop and ran away.
[What are you running for? 】
"I didn't run away until I was caught by the villain. I didn't see a group of onlookers below who thought I was going to jump off the building. Some people took pictures with their mobile phones. Once they were posted, my whereabouts would be exposed."
