[Rebirth] Ye Jinzhu Falls Out of Favor

The light in box 310 is very dim, and there is a cold atmosphere everywhere, which makes people feel chills down the spine.Ye Chengyu leaned on the wall with his hands and slowly moved in, because his legs were so weak that he could hardly stand up.

He is in a very complicated mood now, he has the joy of surviving after the catastrophe, and the uneasiness that he doesn't know how to face Shao Wenxiao.

In his previous life, he personally pushed Shao Wenxiao into this desperate situation, but at the last moment of his life, he was the one who came to save him and never gave up on him.Maybe God also saw him go too far, so he sent him back to redeem his regret.

This time, I must make good compensation to Shao Wenxiao.

"Xiao...er..." Ye Chengyu felt that his voice was trembling, and there was also a sobbing tone.He searched the outer room of the box, but there was no one there, so he set his sights on the only closed door.

Shao Wenxiao and the old man were inside, he knew it.So Ye Chengyu knocked on the door without saying a word, smashing the door loudly, shouting while knocking: "Yang Weirong, I know you are inside! Come out! Return Xiaoer to me!!!"

There was no other sound in the room, but there was a faint whimpering sound.Ye Chengyu panicked, turned around and yelled at the onlookers: "What the hell are you doing here?! You're so stupid! Take a chair and break the door!!!" He shouted the last three words. It's all broken, it's really hoarse.

"...Oh, oh!" The man named Yu Xiao passed the wooden chair over with a blank expression.After Ye Chengyu took it, he swung it up and slammed it towards the door.

He smashed it once, failed to open it, then smashed it a second time, a third time... At this moment, Ye Chengyu, who was concerned and confused, never thought that he could call the waiter to open the door.By the time someone in the team finally remembered, the door had been completely destroyed.

"Xiao'er! Yang Weirong let go of my...uh..." Ye Chengyu stopped talking in the middle of his words.Fortunately, nothing happened inside, and he did see the person he was thinking of, but fortunately, there was still time for everything.

However, the scene on the bed seemed to be different from what he had imagined.

Yang Weirong, the old man, was lying on the bed with his back to them. He was naked on the upper body, and he was not wearing a belt. His hands were cut from behind and he couldn't move.His head was tilted to one side, his eyes were closed tightly, and a piece of cloth that seemed to be a shirt was even stuffed in his mouth. That's how the miserable whimpering sound came out.

And his Xiao'er was kneeling on the bed at this time, holding Yang Weirong firmly with one hand, and holding a... gun in the other hand, pressing it against his temple.

Ye Chengyu's first reaction was to slowly exhale a sigh of relief, thinking, fortunately, everything is in time.The second thought was, wait!gun? ? ?Where did my Xiao'er get this stuff? !This is too scary, right?Things don't seem to be the way they should be...

The third thought is, the thief, the handsome thief...I really want to kiss him...

But despite being handsome, Ye Chengyu was still so frightened that he stuttered. He waved the others away with his hand, while he slowly moved from the side of the bed to the center of the room.

However, before he got close to the big bed, Shao Wenxiao on the bed seemed to have been alarmed.He turned his head slowly, with a blank expression, no focus in his eyes, "looking" at him in a trance, and his gun as he turned around.

The black muzzle of the gun was facing Ye Chengyu right now.

"..."

Ye Chengyu felt that his legs were getting weaker, and he almost knelt on the ground shamelessly.

"Xiao'er, you... put down the gun... be careful..."

At this moment, Shao Wenxiao rolled his eyes, as if he recognized who he was, tilted his head, grinned innocently, and asked softly, "Who are you? Come and see me Is it a joke?"

The hoarse voice made Ye Chengyu's heart twitch even more, and he burst into tears.

His flute...his flute...baby...

See how frightened Xiao'er you are? !

Ye Chengyu couldn't imagine how he spent this night in his previous life.

So he simply raised his hand, and slapped himself hard again, ignoring the dark hole, insisting on walking to the bed, coaxing softly, "Xiao'er...I'll take you home. "