Quick Travel: Bringing Revenge System to Flirt with Han

A streak of blood red on the warm white tiles snakes across the door, which is particularly dazzling in the spacious and bright piano room.

With years of experience in drinking blood, this blood is still fresh.

Rong Mo raised his head and stared at one place intently. He took out the telescopic staff in his pocket and made a gesture to go inside.

It's okay to start so wildly, young man, you successfully caught my attention...

The blind cane touched the ground and made a "click-click" sound. Rong Mo stepped on the blood stains as if nothing had happened, leaving two rows of bloody footprints on the warm white tiles.

Directly opposite the door of the room, there is a milky white piano, and the entire piano room is in an elegant white tone.

Guitong brought the scene of the piano room back to his mind. The innermost wall of the piano room was embedded with a wide floor-to-ceiling mirror, which could reflect the entire piano room in it.

On the wall to the north of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, there was a man who was tied up and wearing cat ears. He was wearing a white shirt that just covered his hips, and his eyes were covered with lace blindfolds.

There were large red plum blossoms blooming on the white shirt, and there were many bloody tooth marks on the man's thighs, which looked like someone had chewed them.

Is this...sm?

Rong Mo thought of this...and then shook off the idea.

The blood on the ground came from a two-centimeter-long wound on the man's neck.

I guess it was poked with a fruit knife... The bright red flowed all the way from there, forming a small ditch on the floor tiles.

Isn't this fun...is it killing people?

Rong Mo was secretly frightened and confused. If Chu Muyang showed him the crime scene so easily, did he really believe that he was blind, or was he testing him?

The person behind him walked towards him, and a shadow shrouded Rong Mo behind him.

The boy was as tall as himself, so the feeling of oppression was not that strong, but he still felt a cold feeling standing behind him.

Chu Muyang's pupils were slightly sideways, and he observed Rong Mo for a while, then raised a gentle smile again, "Teacher, I will take you there, be careful where you step, I just... accidentally spilled the water."

"OK"

Rong Mo nodded and reached out to grab the corner of Chu Muyang's clothes.

"Teacher, don't you want to hold hands?"

"No need, this will make it over"

Chu Muyang curled his thin lips, and the pear vortex disappeared. He murmured, "Really, that's really a pity."

Rong Mo pretended not to hear and followed Chu Muyang towards the piano.

The young man stopped in his tracks, turned around and pressed his big hands on both sides of Rong Mo's shoulders.

"What's wrong?" Rong Mo raised his head and asked confused.

"It's okay, we're here, sit here, teacher"

Chu Muyang grabbed Rong Mo's body and pressed him on the piano bench.

"Thanks…"

"You're welcome, teacher, let's start"

The young man stood next to the piano, staring at Rong Mo for a moment, waiting for the class to begin.

Rong Mo casually played a familiar tune, and the cheerful and sweet notes jumped out from his fingertips.

Chu Muyang tilted his head and squinted his eyes as he listened. When the person in front of him played the piano, his whole aura changed. He was as elegant as a prince who walked out of a fairy tale world. The sunlight poured in through the window, as beautiful as a painting.

"Well…"

An untimely groan sounded, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and Chu Muyang's smile became a little colder.

The person beside him moved, and his cold eyes were entangled in Rong Mo.

"Teacher, why did you stop?"

Rong Mo tilted his head, looking puzzled, "I thought I heard something just now."

Chu Muyang stared at Rong Mo for a while, then put on the fake smile mask again. He closed the distance between the two and chuckled:

"I'm sorry, teacher, it was my kitten who was disobedient and made the noise. I will tell him to be obedient. You can continue."

"It doesn't matter"

Rong Mo smiled back, lowered his head and continued playing the piano.

Chu Muyang did not listen quietly in front of him this time. Instead, he turned around and walked towards the man in front of the mirror, covering his mouth and picking up the dagger that fell on the ground.

Through the floor-to-ceiling mirror, his eyes were locked on the figure calmly playing the piano.

For a moment, blood spattered everywhere, blurring the figure in the mirror.

The prescribed class time is one and a half hours.

The boy next to him had been stabbing people for an hour, and the beating music gave him a rhythm. With a crazy smile, he enjoyed the baptism of blood.

The sound of the piano never stopped, and Bai Tuanzi covered his eyes and shivered on Rong Mo's shoulder.

"Is it still cute?"

Bai Tuanzi shook his little head with a sad face: "It's not cute, it's not cute, wow, it's so scary."

Rong Mo laughed mercilessly in his mind at Bai Tuanzi's cowardly look. After a while, he asked his own question: "Is this a society governed by the rule of law?"

"It is definitely a society governed by the rule of law. This is a modern background."

How dare you do this in a modern setting... To be honest, Rong Mo was a little surprised.

The sound of the piano fell, time passed by in a hurry, and Chu Muyang's body was already covered in blood.

There were scarlet drops on his fingertips, a bloodthirsty smile on his lips, and the madness after killing in his eyes.

Chu Muyang grabbed the broken hair and breathed in shallow and shallow directions, revealing his superior facial features: "The teacher plays so beautifully, I like it very much."

"As long as you like it, if there's no other problem, I'll go back first."

Rong Mo touched the piano and stood up.

"Teacher, please change your clothes before leaving."

Chu Muyang's eyes fell on Rong Mo's blood-stained shoes.

"Why do you need to change clothes?"

"Your clothes are dirty"

Rong Mo touched the clothes on his body cautiously and said with an apologetic smile: "That's really rude. I'm sorry to bother you. I'll wash the clothes and bring them back."

Chu Muyang took out a handkerchief and wiped the stickiness on his hands, threw the handkerchief on the ground, walked up to Rong Mo, and stretched out his hand to Rong Mo again:

"Teacher, I will support you"

He was bent over, and the sunshine in his smile made everyone who saw him couldn't help but feel good about him, but now half of his beautiful face was red.

Rong Mo calmly took the young man's hand and allowed Chu Muyang to take him into the guest room.

"Teacher, please sit down here and I will get you some clothes."

Chu Muyang was polite and humble from beginning to end.

Rong Mo sat on the bedside cooperatively, and the footsteps in his ears gradually faded away.

After a while, Chu Muyang came back with a white shirt and a meaningful smile.

"Let's change the teacher~"

Rong Mo pinched his clothes and frowned, "Aren't you going out?"

Hearing a low laugh, Chu Muyang stood up and walked to the door, opening the door and making a closing sound.

But his people... didn't go out.

"The host is great, he plays you!"

"I'm not blind, what do you think?"

Rong Mo irritably covered up the coldness in his eyes and reached out to unbutton his buttons.

Chu Muyang sat on the sofa with his head propped up, looking at the hands with distinct knuckles, moving downwards little by little.

The interest in his eyes became more intense.

The shirt slipped off, revealing a smooth waist with just the right amount of muscles, and every part was perfect like a work of art.

Chu Muyang's eyes unabashedly looked up and down Rong Mo, following the mermaid line, and landed on the straight legs.

Beautiful things always arouse people's yearning. Chu Muyang squinted his eyes, and his slightly childish face showed a romantic look that was not suitable for his age.

Rong Mo was not blind, so he could naturally see Chu Muyang's eyes and put on clothes a little faster.

He would never change his pants. If Chu Muyang pretended to go out, he would not stop him with words now. Although he was not afraid to look at it, such explicit looks were still disgusting.

He casually picked up the shirt Chu Muyang had prepared for him. The shirt was neatly ironed and had only a faint scent of lavender.

I don't know if it was Chu Muyang's intention, but the shirt he was given was obviously ill-fitting and a little tight, which perfectly showed off the muscle lines on Rong Mo's body.

Chu Muyang stared at the stretched buttons and licked the corners of his lips.

Rong Mo curled up his fingertips, squatted down, stretched out his hands and groped on the ground.

He was looking for the shoes Chu Muyang placed beside him, but he couldn't find them after touching them for a long time.

The half-kneeling position shows off her proud curves to the fullest, and the sight of the tight shirt makes people blush and their heart beats.

Chu Muyang curled his lips and covered his face, chuckling silently, his eyes filled with enthusiasm.

The blood all over his body spurted out.

Such a beautiful figure must match the scars very well. I really want to tear him apart right now.

Rong Mo bravely found the shoes not far away, put them on calmly, then picked up the guide stick, touched the ground and planned to go out.

Almost at the same time, Chu Muyang knocked on the door with his fingers: "Knock, knock."

"Teacher, are you dressed yet? I will come in after you are dressed."

"..."

Rong Mo really underestimated Chu Muyang's shamelessness. You can really pretend!

"Get dressed, come in"

"Click" is another fake closing action.

Chu Muyang walked towards him and took the initiative to hold his hand this time.

Warm breath fell on his ears, and Rong Mo took a step back.

"Teacher, let me take you out"

Damn, the stinky boy thought that a girl was fucking him, but he still had to say thank you. Rong Mopi smiled without a smile and replied, "Thank you..."

Chu Muyang helped Rong Mo leave the villa and thoughtfully called a car for Rong Mo.

Sitting in the back seat, Rong Mo reported his address without relaxing his nerves.

It wasn't until the car stopped in front of his original home that Rong Mo paid, opened the car door, walked out, groped his way into the unit door, and then took off his sunglasses.

"You guys, you can mess with my mentality right from the start, that's great!"

Rong Mo looked down at his shirt, his face flushed. He was young and quite good at playing.

"Host, won't you call the police?" Bai Tuanzi stuck his head out tremblingly.

That guy killed someone, he was too dangerous.

Rong Mo leaned against the wall and refused: "It's useless. If he dares to let me see it, he won't be afraid of me calling the police."

"Ah? Didn't he think you were blind?"

"Hey," Rong Mo touched Bai Tuanzi, "He already knew that I'm not blind."

"what?"

How is it possible? The host pretends that there is no problem at all...

"The smell of blood, such a simple question"

The smell of blood that hits your face when you open the door is enough to make you vomit. The little lunatic is not looking for a piano teacher at all.

Clearly looking for the next prey.

Bai Tuanzi was confused and asked doubtfully: "Then why didn't he kill you?"

"Because hunting interest comes, the madman's game begins"

Bai Tuanzi was confused when he heard this.

Rong Mo raised his eyes and stepped up the stairs to his home on the fourth floor.

The hunter enjoys the thrill of hunting. He likes to watch the prey struggle and try hard to pretend to want to live.

This is a very common hunting mentality.

The moment you step into the villa, the game has already started. Whether you choose to die or continue the game depends on your choice.

If he reveals that he is not blind, then Chu Muyang will kill him without hesitation. Otherwise, pretending is equivalent to acknowledging that the game will continue.

Bai Tuanzi could hear Rong Mo's inner activities, and he opened his mouth and was so shocked that he stuttered: "He...he is a pervert, host. How do you know the rules of the game?"