Quick Transmigration Little Stalker: The big villain is moving

Chapter 97 The Goddess Descends (45)

Xie Shiyao was completely dumbfounded, she covered her mouth tightly with both hands, restraining herself not to shout out.

But she was trembling all over.

The high-heeled shoes "creaked and creaked" constantly rubbing against the ground.

In the pupil, what is reflected is a very brightly colored clown mask.

The four colors of black, red, blue and green are mixed together. Under the shadow of the moon, people only feel the deep fear that permeates the skin and bones. It is not at all the funny and funny that you usually see on TV.

That figure was sitting on Xie Shiyao's desk, with her legs bent and stepping on her stool, very lazily and casually.

Xie Shiyao's lips twitched a few times, and slowly she found her own voice, "Jiang Jiangchi?"

Her voice was trembling, obviously still frightened.

The figure wearing the clown mask was still silent, with one hand resting on his leg to prop up his chin, but some eyes could be seen from the pupils of the mask.

It's cold, playful and harsh.

Xie Shiyao licked her lower lip, and returned to her rationality after being frightened.

She was wary in her heart, and took a few steps back with her feet.

Regardless of whether the person in front of her was Jiang Chi or not, at least she was sure that this person had no good intentions towards her.

"Who are you?" She asked boldly, reaching for the cell phone in her bag to call the police.

This person was wearing a mask, and she wasn't sure that it was Jiang Chi.

But no matter who dares to scare her like this, she will not let it go easily!
Xie Shiyao who took out her mobile phone suddenly felt a sharp light in front of her eyes, as if she was dazzled by something.

She raised her head subconsciously, just in time to meet the sharp and cold tip of the knife.

knife?

Xie Shiyao swallowed, and realized what this man wearing a clown mask was going to do to her.

This is not a scare, nor is it a trick!
He is going to kill her!

"Ah—" Xie Shiyao tearing her throat exclaimed, and ran out the door.

The clown followed behind her, not in a hurry.

Like a hunter chasing prey, when he sees the prey falling into his well-arranged trap, he approaches slowly, admiring the dying struggle of the prey.

Xie Shiyao, who just ran out of the door, trembled all over, her high heels tilted, and she fell to the ground in embarrassment.

The antique music box in his hand fell to the ground together.

The porcelain music box "Danglang" rolled out, and the head of the dancing princess in a white tutu skirt was broken.

The princess's petite head flicked towards the feet of the clown masked man.

The music box opens.

Crisp and melodious piano music spread in the deep corridor.

That feeling is creepy.

Xie Shiyao propped her hands on the ground and kept moving back and forth. She was so frightened that she choked up and cried bitterly. Tears hit her carefully made-up face. The colors were as bright as a clown mask.

"Please, please." Xie Shiyao kept shaking her head, watching the clown masked man begging, "Don't come here! I'll give you whatever you want, our family is very rich! I'll give it all to you, please. Don't kill me."

No matter how she cried or how she said, the man in the clown mask turned a deaf ear to her.

The slender white fingertips are playing with the knife in his hand, as if playing with some interesting toy.

Xie Shiyao kept backing away until... her back touched the cold wall.

His chest was heaving and his hair was wet with cold sweat and tears.

She cried convulsively, and the expression on her face was almost distorted.

Soon, the clown masked man approached her.

He slowly knelt down and looked at her eye level.

Xie Shiyao closed her eyes tightly, she just wanted to regard all this as a dream, and it was a dream that could end soon!
The cold blade ran across her cheek.That feeling, like being crawled by a snake, is cold and gloomy.
Xie Shiyao trembled her lips, trying to catch the last chance, "The school is under surveillance, if you do something to me, the police will definitely catch you! My dad is the deputy mayor, if something happens to me, he will definitely won't let it go"

"Heh." The clown masked man smiled shortly.

There was some irony in that laugh.

Xie Shiyao seemed to understand the meaning of that laugh.

She opened her eyelids tremblingly, and looked towards the camera closest to her.

black.

It's all black.

If the camera is not turned on, all this will not be captured at all.

She knelt on the ground, holding the clown's trousers tightly with both hands, "No, please don't! My dad has a lot of money, he is a corrupt official, he has a lot of money! He will give you whatever you want."

"I just want your life." The clown's voice was gentle and clear, but it was also very familiar to Xie Shiyao.

"Jiang Jiangchi?"

"She's bleeding." The boy's tone was calm, as if he was stating an insignificant matter, "Can you give her your life?"

Feeling the coolness sweeping over her neck, Xie Shiyao could no longer speak, and even her breathing became weak.

"Ding dong—" the phone in the boy's pocket rang.

It is WeChat.

There is only one person in his WeChat.

He took out his phone and looked at it. The information on it made the boy raise his eyebrows, as if he was in a good mood.

After a while, he smiled apologetically at Xie Shiyao, "I don't have time to kill you today, my sister asked me to go back and give her underwear."

(End of this chapter)