The domineering bodyguard of the female president

Chapter 357 Guan Jingjing

In the northern suburbs of Shanghai, there is an abandoned technical school, overgrown with weeds, surrounded by broken walls.I don’t know what kind of perverted psychopath graffitied abstract and horrible oil paintings on the wall. It was deserted and inaccessible. Looking around, there were two bras in the corner that had been corroded for a long time. When I entered it, my nose was filled with a foul smell.

This school is very famous.

Of course, a technical secondary school cannot be compared with prestigious schools like 985, 211.Not every technical school is as well-known as "Lanxiang".

The reason why this technical school is famous is because it is haunted.

That's right, it's haunted.

What year was it then?Zero three, or zero four.

Anyway, just those two years.

In the girls' dormitory building of the school, in the middle of the night, there was a shrill scream.

Many people woke up, but they didn't find out who was screaming.

Everyone checked the dormitory separately, and no sister was missing.

Everyone thought it was just a prank, so everyone went to sleep.

But the next day, a girl disappeared.

Live without people, dead without corpses.

A month later, in the middle of the night, there was another miserable scream.The next day, another girl disappeared.

The police identified it as a serial homicide and investigated it together. Because of the great impact and the time limit to solve the case, the superiors attached great importance to it.

But it was useless, a month later, the same situation, the same late night.Every fifteenth day of the lunar calendar, when the moon is full, a girl must disappear.

Later, I heard someone say that the screams came from the girls downstairs. Before every accident, there was always a girl with a pale face in a long black dress sitting on a swing and humming an unknown tune.

The case has not progressed, and the students are too frightened to come to class.The small school, which originally had only a few hundred students, became even more desolate.Because the teaching quality is mediocre and the location is too remote, fewer and fewer people come.

After two or three years, the school closed down.

The school site is still here, and it has been abandoned for more than ten years.

At this moment, there are four people in a classroom covered with creepers on the walls.Vines shaded the dilapidated, decayed windows, and shaded old trees outside blocked out the sun.

In broad daylight, the classroom was gloomy and gloomy.

One of these four people is Tang Ru, one is Song Yi, and the other is Song Peng.

There is also a woman.With their backs to them, dressed in black, looking out the window.This is Guan Jingjing.

What is there to see outside the fucking window?

The windows are blocked by creepers, you can't see anything, what are you staring at?

Song Yi and Tang Ru have been discussing the next conspiracy, but Guan Jingjing didn't say a word, like a wax figure, just stood there motionless, looking out the window.

She was dressed in black, and her sickly white neck could be seen from behind, pale and pale.

This kind of atmosphere is really too infiltrating.

Song Peng grew up in Shanghai when he was young.This school was very famous back then, and almost everyone knew it.Especially among the students, there is a lot of fuss, fuel and jealousy, and people have their noses and eyes.

Song Peng is very powerful now, a master of the third rank, one step away from the king.At such a level, if the school was still open, he would have no problem sweeping the entire school with hundreds of students by himself.

But whether the strength is strong or not has nothing to do with superstition or not.

The shadow in his heart when he was a child convinced him that there was something unclean here.Unclean things are not human beings. If they are not human beings, no matter how good their kung fu is, what is the use?

Song Peng looked at Guan Jingjing's back, feeling inexplicably frightened, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Guan Jingjing laughed suddenly, the laugh was abrupt, giggling non-stop, the branches of laughter trembled wildly, the whole body trembled when laughing, the sound of laughter revealed an inexplicable gloomy...

It seems that there are eyes behind her: "Little brother, do you like sister?"

Song Peng couldn't help trembling, and quickly moved his eyes away, looking around, his face was livid with fright.

Guan Jingjing turned her head, her face was really pale.

But it definitely doesn't look like a female ghost.Although it is not considered glamorous, but she is above average in appearance, with thin skin and tender flesh, and a very good figure, which is barely considered a beauty.

Guan Jingjing: "I think the scenery here is pleasant and quiet, little brother, how about the two of us, staying together and flying here in seclusion?"

Song Peng was so frightened that he didn't even dare to speak. He dodged his eyes and didn't dare to look at her.

I think he is also a master, and he is also the son of the Song family. He usually flirts with girls, but today he was molested by a girl, but he is so useless.

Song Yi frowned and stared at his son with a cold snort, and then said with a smile, "You are joking, my son has limited abilities and looks ordinary, he is too ordinary."

Guan Jingjing laughed and said: "Don't be afraid, I'm really just joking. Your son, hehe... I don't like it."

Chi Guoguo's slap in the face.

Well, you, Guan Jingjing, are from the Baihua Pavilion, and you are the celebrity around Guardian Zuo.

But Song Yi is also a member of a super-class family in Jianghu.

Song Yi's face was a little ugly, he didn't say anything, he didn't do anything.

what?Go up and teach Guan Jingjing a lesson?

Come on, it's hard to say whether you can beat this girl.Besides, now that he has betrayed the Song family, he has no way out and can only follow Baihua Pavilion.At this moment, we still have to rely on Guan Jingjing to lead the way.

Fortunately, Tang Ru spoke at this time.

Tang Ru's face was ferocious, but his mouth was very sweet: "Sister Guan, people from the Song family are looking for us everywhere now. People from the Cang family are also looking for us everywhere. We thought that if we killed Cang Xiaoxiao, the two families would go all out But I never expected that before they tried their best, they would target us first. All of this was caused by Bai Xuan's mediation between the two families. This kid can't stay. Sister Guan, our The task is to control the sects in the Jianghu, and Bai Xuan is the leader of the Jianghu. Having him alive is the biggest stumbling block, so we must kill him."

Guan Jingjing looked at him playfully, and asked softly, "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Tang Ru's complexion changed, he quickly lowered his head, and said respectfully, "Don't dare... Sister Guan, don't get me wrong, I'm just offering a suggestion."

Guan Jingjing sneered twice: "Don't worry, your wish will be fulfilled today. Bai Xuan is going to die, the master of the Song family, we can control and surrender together, and Song Yi will be the head of the Song family. From now on, we will cooperate sincerely, Let’s work together for the Left Protector.”

Tang Ru looked excited.

Song Yi also felt happy, and asked, "What should we do?"

Guan Jingjing frowned: "Us?"

Song Yi was a little confused: "That's right! Don't we need to do things?"

Guan Jingjing: "Hehe... what can you do? All right, all right, later, I will arrange a role for you to watch from the sidelines. Anyway, now, you don't need to ask any more questions. Be quiet Just wait!"

Song Yi asked: "Who are you waiting for?"

Guan Jingjing narrowed her eyes, looked out of the window again, and slowly uttered a few words: "Wait for the master of Baihua Pavilion!"

(End of this chapter)