I'll kill the male lead again

Chapter 198 The weird third space

"Get the fuck out of here, don't force me in front of me."

The other voice was rougher and sounded like a man in his 30s.

"Hey brother, don't be like this. I've been here since I woke up. I finally saw someone and you still scolded me."

The other spoke with a young voice, and looked about seventeen or eighteen at most, with short hair and an afro hairstyle.

Fair skin, tight jeans with holes on the legs, colorful tops, and several strange-shaped earrings on both ears.

"Get up, sissy!"

The rugged man pushed the young boy away with one hand, with unconcealable irritation on his face.

The boy looked at him a little aggrieved.

The rugged man looks fatter, but has well-developed muscles.

He has a more vigorous inch hair style, a Chinese character face, long eyebrows, and a pair of thin and short eyes, which are a bit out of place compared with the somewhat conspicuous big face.

The rough man put one hand in his pocket and held a wooden stick in his hand. While walking in the woods, he tapped on the grass in front of him.

The young boy behind him kept following him, staggering forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

"Brother, do you want to smoke Huazi? How about one?"

The young boy behind saw the rugged man and still didn't want to talk to him.

He hesitated for a moment, then took out a pack of red cigarettes from his coat pocket, took out a pack of cigarettes from it, ran half a step ahead of the rough man, and handed it to him respectfully.

The rough man glanced back at the cigarette in the young boy's hand, and then his eyes were a little weird.

He snatched the cigarette case from the boy's hand and looked around.

"What brand of cigarette is this? I've never seen it before."

The rough man's complexion rarely improved.

Men are always curious about new things.

But when the young boy heard the rough man's question, he froze in place.

He scratched his head and smiled sheepishly.

"It seems that the eldest brother's living conditions are not very good. Huazi doesn't even know about it, alas."

He shook his head, sympathy on his face.

When the rough man heard this, he immediately became furious.

His face was flushed with anger, and the tip of his nose was covered with sweat.

The rough man threw the young boy's cigarette casually, grabbed his collar with one hand, and lifted the boy's body up.

"What do you have to say? Is it true that I have no money?"

The man threw the boy on the ground abruptly, and the boy touched his butt with a puzzled and aggrieved expression on his face.

It seems like he didn't say anything he shouldn't have said.

Is it okay to just sympathize?
This elder brother's self-esteem is too strong.

The boy pouted, a little speechless.

The rough man rolled up his sleeves, just when Jane Yi thought the man was going to hit the boy.

But something happened that surprised her.

The rough man kept digging out of his trousers pocket.

Then he took out the banknotes from inside.

Looking thick, he took the banknote and smashed it directly in the boy's face.

"Show me, this money is enough to buy you ten lives!"

He was ferocious, and the only slit-like eyes were opened to the maximum.

The boy touched his sore face, with an embarrassed and apologetic smile on his face.

Then he squatted down, smiled, picked up the banknotes and put them in his hands.

When he was about to return the money to the rough man, the boy looked down at the money and was stunned.

As if someone had pressed the pause button, he remained motionless, looking like a sculpture.

The rough man was startled when he saw the young boy's strange behavior.

Raising the stick in his hand to block in front of him, he took two steps back abruptly.

She looked at the boy nervously, preparing for the boy's next move.

"Is something weird going to happen again?"

The rough man's face turned pale. He looked at the boy's face as if remembering something frightening, and trembled uncontrollably.

But the boy was stunned for a while and then scattered all the money.

"what!"

He yelled, his forehead was covered with dense sweat.

The boy sprinkled the money on the ground, then got up and ran towards the opposite side of the rough man.

The rough man was stunned by the boy's move.

After being stunned for [-] seconds, he decided to catch up and ask for clarification.

The young boy screamed and ran, terrified and panicked.

Even because I ran too fast, I didn't pay attention to my feet and was thrown several times.

But at this moment, he had completely ignored whether his clothes were dirty, and ran towards the opposite direction with all his might.

But maybe because he was frightened, his legs kept weakening, so no matter how hard he tried, he was still caught up by the rough man.

The rugged man had one arm thicker than a young boy's thigh.

He picked up the boy with one hand and threw him to the ground again.

"Why are you running! Why are you running? You are sick!"

The rugged man was also panting a little.

But the boy looked at the rough man in horror, the expression on his face was almost distorted with fear.

The rough man took a breath. Seeing the boy looking at him like this, he stepped forward a little depressed.

Before he got close to the boy, the boy screamed frantically again, covered his ears with his hands and kept backing away.

"What's wrong with you? Is this a scourge? Are you playing this game to scare me?"

The rough man kept swearing, but the boy was completely out of his words.

Instead, she kept backing away, seeing the man getting closer and closer to her.

He was so helpless that he grabbed the dirt on the ground and threw it at the man.

"Go away! Go away! I have no grievances or enmities with you. Humans and ghosts have different ways, so don't mess with me!"

The boy's face was pale with fright, and his face was really iron green.

"What do you mean? Who is dead? What the hell are you..."

The rough man couldn't take it anymore, he just went up and kicked him.

The boy covered his head and curled up on the ground.

The rough man insisted on asking what the boy meant by these words.

He pulled the boy up again so that he raised his head to meet his own.

"Why do you say that I am a ghost? If you don't give a reason today, believe it or not, I will let you die here?"

He really blushed anxiously, and his hands trembled with anger.

The boy struggled to step back, and pointed at the rough man with a trembling finger.

"You...you actually hold the Ming coin and say you are rich!"

The boy burst into tears after he finished speaking.

He was so scared that he peed his pants.

The bottom of the crotch was wet, and the loess soaked in water was directly mixed into mud, and it was stained everywhere.

The rough man froze for a moment.

He touched his head in confusion.

"Fool, what nonsense are you talking about? This is money, not for ghosts."

He actually made the young boy laugh.

But the boy was almost frightened out of his wits, and the whole person cried and convulsed.

Seeing his exaggerated appearance, he was really frightened, and the rough man became serious.

(End of this chapter)