Horror Studio

"Where?" Qian Jiangyue sent the message very quickly.

Qiancang turned his head and looked at Qian Jiangyue, and found that the latter had put all his attention on the screen at this time, without blinking his eyes.

"I...forgot..." The time for anonymous replies was getting shorter and shorter.

"What's going on?" Although the two nights of horror were experienced, the sky of fate still failed to accept anonymity. The question he was still thinking about at this time was that he could get rid of the hunt forever, no need to stay up all night, no need to worry about it. . "Tell me, how can I prevent me from encountering ghosts again!"

"Dead." This time, Anonymous answered quickly, and the answer was very brief.

The sky of fate issued a national curse, obviously out of anger.

"This is your only chance... No, what I want to say, I don’t remember, anyway, think of a way, maybe... Damn, the memory is getting worse and worse, don’t say goodbye, I think, I’m afraid This is the last time we have met." The anonymous message was intermittent.

"He is talking."

Qiancang said to Qian Jiangyue, instead of sending messages in the group.

"I know, I found out just now. The messages he sent are very colloquial. I guessed it might be his habit, but now it seems that he did send messages directly through consciousness instead of using keyboards like us. Tools." Qian Jiangyue did not leave the keyboard with both hands, nor turned his head, he still stared at the screen.

"Have you seen ghosts before opening the gate of hell?" Qian Jiangyue sent another message in the group.

But this time, after an hour passed without anonymity, he disappeared again as before.

"???" The sky of fate kept sending out question marks, hoping that someone could answer his doubts.

Qiancang stood up and said, "Forget it, we have to rely on ourselves for the rest." He patted Qian Jiangyue's shoulder lightly, and then walked to the bar.

"Boss, two bottles of water," he said to the network manager.

"How much does it cost?" the network manager asked.

"Two yuan is fine." Qiancang Yi took out the change from his pocket.

Bang!

A heavy noise came from behind, and everyone turned their heads and looked in the direction where the noise was made, and Qiancang was no exception. Then, he saw the keyboard in front of Qian Jiangyue fell to the ground, and the keyboard also cracked open.

"What's the matter?" The network manager walked out from behind the bar.

Some other curious people also pushed aside their chairs and stood up. Among these curious people, some of them liked the excitement, so they came over and surrounded Qian Jiangyue in the middle.

Qian Jiangyue's complexion is very bad, even if it is black to describe it as an exaggeration.

"It's okay, why are you smashing the keyboard? I tell you, you are going to lose money." The webmaster pointed to the keyboard on the ground.

Qian Cangyi sees all this: It's strange, Qian Jiangyue shouldn't be an irritable person, right? Although he has a bad temper, he is usually not the person who is angry with his style of acting, but the person who chats with him. Thinking about it carefully, it seems that he was the only one who jumped from the fifth floor. I don't know what happened. I didn't ask, and he didn't say. Could it be that what happened here caused Qian Jiangyue to pay a huge price? Is it a special item?

At the same time, Qian Jiangyue got up from the chair, his cold eyes swept over the people who surrounded him in front of him.

The atmosphere in the Internet cafe is suddenly tense, like a gunpowder barrel, as long as there is a little spark, it will explode immediately.

"It's all gone, I'll pay." Qian Jiangyue's tone was low, and, especially arrogant, as if deliberately causing trouble.

"Hey, you, you obviously broke the keyboard of the Internet cafe, so how can you behave like an old man!" A strong young man couldn't hold it back anymore, and he just fought hard.

"Does it have anything to do with you?" Qian Jiangyue snorted softly.

"I think you owe you a fight!" This young man is obviously not an easy master. After all, he is on his side at this time. Even if he starts his hands, as long as he doesn't hurt, he belongs to the category of educating others. , Instead of provoking trouble.

"Don't don't!" The network manager hurriedly grabbed the enthusiastic young man. No matter how he played it, the Internet cafe was the loser. "He said that he lost money. I think that's it. You calm down and I'll take care of it here."

Adhering to the principle of making money with harmony, the network manager tried hard to persuade, trying to resolve the contradiction between the two parties.

"300 yuan, go out if you lose money." At this time, the network manager turned his head and said to Qian Jiangyue.

Qiancang almost laughed when he heard the webmaster's words, but in the end he held it back.

Forget it, let's take a look at what Qian Jiangyue plans to do. After all, his arrogance is irrelevant, and even I have been stunned by him several times.

Thinking of this, Qiancang shook his head, leaning against the bar, with an expression of watching a play.

After Qian Jiangyue heard it, she scratched her head with her right hand, "Excuse me, I didn't bring any money, and I still have 7 yuan left in the internet fee, so I will pay you, no need to look for it." He finished ~www.wuxiaspot.com ~Go straight to the door.

The network manager stretched out his hands to block Qian Jiangyue's path, "Friend, are you making trouble?"

However, as soon as the network administrator finished saying this, he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and then he flew upside down and flew directly outside the Internet cafe.

"Get out!" Qian Jiangyue put her left hand in her pocket, her voice cold.

Originally, this matter could be resolved peacefully, but Qian Jiangyue's kick caused the matter to break up. To be precise, it gave the onlookers a reason that they could do their work. Seeing this scene just now, the passionate young man didn't pay attention to the morality and justice of the world, and he just picked up the chair and hit Qian Jiangyue on the head.

Qiancang yawned and didn't intend to help.

On the one hand, Qian Jiangyue's various behaviors seem to be deliberately causing trouble, on the other hand, he also hopes that Qian Jiangyue can learn a lesson.

The hot-blooded young man’s chair did not hit Qian Jiangyue, because Qian Jiangyue retreated and bent over and escaped. Then, Qian Jiangyue turned around and hit the young man’s chin with a ditch fist. This punch directly knocked the young man to the ground. , Even one of his teeth was knocked out.

The young man stood up, and at the first glance he saw his knocked out tooth with blood still on it. He spit with blood, then pointed to Qian Jiangyue and said, "Hit me, save your life! It's all mine. ."

For a time, Qian Jiangyue was immediately surrounded by six people, all of whom were full of scorn. They were undoubtedly the gangsters nearby. The meaning of what the young man said just now was also very clear. To save his life is not to kill him. All that counts for him, that is to say, including compensation for medical expenses, interrogation and remuneration after the incident, etc., are all the responsibility of this young man, at least the majority.

"Hmm..." Qiancang glanced at it, and still didn't move, "I didn't see the knife, it shouldn't matter."

As soon as he finished saying this sentence, the other side started a fight.