phantom hand

Li Chuang's stomach ached from laughing, and Han Mukun was so energetic that the road became clear later, and Boss Han kept repeating why there were so many people these days.Li Chuang gave him a suggestion, saying that I wrote down the license plate, Guangdong B784XX, later you get a fake plate, paste it on the highway, and overtake at places with cameras.Han Mukun was overwhelmed with admiration for this method, repeatedly praising that it was the worst in history.

The good mood lasted until the imperial capital.

Han Mukun and Li Chuang were the last ones to arrive. Ling Fei asked for a VIP room. When they entered, men and women in the [-]s were punching, singing, singing, and shaking dice. Friends are not restrained, and they are distributed in different battle situations in twos and threes.

Han Mukun thought that Li Chuang was annoying, but he didn't pay attention, everyone ran to the computer and went to choose a song with great interest, and even discussed with his girlfriend who didn't know who, er, or not a girlfriend anyway, just a little sister. Duet "You Will Marry Me Today".

Feeling relieved, Han Mukun went to the other side to socialize.

The light in the private room is based on dim gold, supplemented by other tones, which is slightly psychedelic and alienated, like a huge luminous jar with a sealed lid, nothing can go in or come out, only Shadowy light seeps through the virtual image.

Night is the other side of light.

The person at night is also the other side of the day.

Several people were tossing about in the dark corner, their clothes were disheveled, and some ambiguous gasps were heard from time to time. Li Chuang just watched, and sang and sang three R&B songs very calmly.

After singing, he looked for Han Mukun with his eyes, but he didn't find him for a long time.He knew that the person must be in this group of shadows, but he didn't know whether it was the slowly rising smell of alcohol that blurred his lenses, or the extremely loud noise that dulled his five senses, making everyone look the same. Either drink in a daze, or vomit in a mess.

The microphone in his hand was taken away suddenly. Before Li Chuang could react, he fell into a drunken embrace, his face was slapped heavily, and then a voice teased lazily: "Baby, you Geer Much worse than humans."

Li Chuang struggled to break free from the man's arms. While rubbing his face with his hands, he thought about the "rumors" about Ling Fei that Han Mukun said, feeling quite emotional: "You drink before and after drinking." It's too far away."

I saw that Ling Fei's hair was slightly disheveled, his eyes were lazy and blurred, and his every frown and smile were so seductive, sexy like countless silk threads growing out of his body, weaving into a net, wanton and almost lawless, "You Which one do you like?" The man posted it, and the strong smell of alcohol made Li Chuang dizzy.

Looking around for help, Li Chuang finally found Han Mukun in his field of vision one second before the man pressed up, stretched out his hand to grab him, and pushed Ling Fei in front of him like a shield: "I like this, here, If you like it, we can discuss it."

Han Mukun was confused, and looked at Li Chuang on the left and Ling Fei on the right in the middle: "What are you playing here?"

I don't want Ling Fei to hook Han Mukun's neck and kiss him in the next second. The lingering French kiss is called a passion, it's an ecstasy, and it's a shock.

After the kiss, Ling Fei was half hanging on Han Mukun's body, his brows and eyes were full of intoxicating style: "To play this, why don't you come?"

Han Mukun didn't answer, petrification is in progress.

Li Chuang was full of depression and wanted to punch someone: "Don't you think it's a bit late to ask!"

Han Mukun finally came to his senses, and it took a lot of effort to remove it from his body. Regardless of Ling Fei's presence, he hurriedly expressed his position to Li Chuang: "I am an innocent victim!"

Li Chuang is annoyed when he sees him now, and said two words as soon as he stepped over: "Get out."

Han Mukun was very obedient this time, almost fleeing in embarrassment.

When Han Mukun disappeared in a dark corner, Li Chuang pushed Ling Fei aside in disgust, and cursed in a low voice, "Crazy!"

Ling Fei smiled, kept smiling, lit a cigarette for himself with a smile, and almost burned his hands with the lighter.

Li Chuang looked at the person in front of him who absolutely couldn't be described as normal, and suddenly thought of a possibility: "Damn, are you taking drugs?"

Ling Fei raised his head slightly, and puffed out a puff of smoke at a certain corner of the ceiling, then looked at Li Chuang, blinked his slightly drunk eyes as if covered with water vapor: "I don't take drugs, I only like ethanol."

Very well, Li Chuang has sexed Ling Fei in his heart - an alcoholic lunatic.

Not far away, a bunch of people seem to be playing truth or dare, and they are making a hapless ghost take off his clothes and dance.Li Chuang thought it was just a scene of trouble, but he didn't expect that after a while, someone actually climbed up on the table and started dancing. It was none other than the child who had fought with him before. Young, at the age of a teenager, his body is too thin to look at, but at this moment he is as coquettish as a snake.

"You don't like it?" Ling Fei raised his eyebrows playfully.

Li Chuang shook his head, not because he didn't like it, but because he hated it, or rather, disgusted it.

Ling Fei suddenly pressed over, so fast that Li Chuang had no time to react, and he was already stuck on the sofa.He wanted to struggle, but his hand was firmly held down. Li Chuang was surprised to find that Ling Fei was far more powerful and dangerous than he seemed.

Ling Fei raised Li Chuang's hands above his head and suppressed them with one hand, while with the other hand he began to unbutton Li Chuang's buttons, two of them, and when he got bored, he simply pulled them.Li Chuang wanted to scream, but the other party's fiery lips were sealed up one step earlier, as if trying to take away all his oxygen.At the same time, hands got into his clothes.

Han Mukun, where the hell did you go!

Li Chuang is about to explode his lungs. As a straight man, he has no self-consciousness or fear of venting or being violated. He is just aggrieved, angry, and wants to resist but is not strong enough. Someone still does not show up for a long time Manic!So when Ling Fei unconsciously relaxed his restraint because he was too involved in the kiss, Li Chuang pulled out his arm with all his strength, and without even thinking about touching the uncorked red wine bottle on the table, he greeted Ling Fei fiercely at Ling Fei's head!

The wine bottle exploded and made a loud noise, and everyone looked towards this side unconsciously. In just a few seconds, the private room fell into a deadly silence, only the accompaniment of karaoke was left, which was passionate and absurd.

Ling Fei let go of Li Chuang, and got up slowly. The red wine and blood flowed down from the top of his head, making it difficult to tell who was who.

Li Chuang seemed to be frightened by the blood, holding half of the wreckage of the wine bottle, with a dumbfounded expression on his face.

In the dazzling red, Ling Fei was still smiling at him.Li Chuang struggled to sit up and wanted to return one, but saw the man gracefully take the remaining bottle of red wine from the ice bucket, and the next moment, he smashed it mercilessly.

Wine for wine, blood for blood.

Li Chuang finally tasted the taste of blood mixed with alcohol.

Li Chuang had no memory of what happened afterwards, because soon his consciousness entered darkness in pain.

Li Chuang had a dream. In the dream, he became a warrior of the future, leading mankind to fight against the alien invasion. People died, and only he and the opponent's ultimate boss remained on the devastated earth.The appearance of the boss is exactly the same as Lang Ke in Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. An octopus-like mass of brains sits in the robot's console, commanding its own Transformers.This is a scene that Li Chuang always fantasized about when he was a child. The end of the world, the future soldier, him, the great savior of the earth, but the scenes he imagined are not as delicate as this one. A wine bottle flaunted his power to him, but Li Chuang's response was to say nothing, and stepped up and trampled the person and the bottle to pieces.

This is a wonderful dream trip. When he woke up from the pretense, Brother Chuang felt very comfortable.

Single ward, white walls, tables and cabinets, Han Mukun.

Although his mind was numb, but there was no hanging bottle, and there was no pinhole on the back of his hand, so Li Chuang knew that his injury should not be serious.Subconsciously raised his head to touch his head, before his hands touched the gauze, he was photographed by Han Mukun.

"Lie down honestly, if you move again, I'll beat you up." Han Mukun's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, his eyes squeezed into an inverted triangle shape angrily.

If it wasn't for the fact that he still couldn't find Bei for the time being, Li Chuang would definitely point with his hands on his hips angrily: "Is this the way you speak to the wounded?"

Han Mukun snorted twice, grinding his teeth: "How did you become a wounded person? Huh? I didn't take care of you at a glance and caused trouble for me. If you stop, you will die?"

Li Chuang's eyes widened angrily, and he couldn't find anything to say for a long time.A slight acid came up from the bottom of his heart inexplicably, making him uncomfortable.Anyway, he also met Hong, okay, can't the surname Han be more gentle?How many minutes can I ask him for? !

Sighing, Han Mukun finally softened his tone, but his face was still stinky: "Is your head still hurting, do you feel sick or want to vomit?"

Li Chuang closed his mouth like a shell, and kicked Han Mukun hard through the quilt.

Han Mukun didn't feel anything because the quilt was unloaded due to the lethality, but he just deduced from it: "Well, I think you're fine."

Li Chuang stayed silent, but his chest heaved violently, showing that Brother Chuang was very angry now.

Han Mukun also noticed it, and with an angry white glance, he began to publish the conclusion that the doctor had just made not long ago: "The bleeding point stopped, and he didn't even need to shave his hair. He just had a slight concussion and went home for two days. Just fine."

"Just a mild concussion?" Li Chuang didn't hold back anymore, and got up from the bed with both hands and feet, nose to nose and eye to eye with Han Mukun, "What do you mean, I have to make people dumbfounded to call it serious ?”

Han Mukun was dumbfounded, and after a long time, he managed to utter a complete sentence: "Fuck, your physical fitness is overwhelmed!"

Li Chuang cut angrily: "Brother practiced when I was young!"

"Well, I can see it, so they are all smashing wine bottles, our child has nothing to do with others, and Ling Shao's eyebrows will bloom."

"what!?"

"Four stitches, just finished sewing," Han Mukun gritted his teeth, wishing he could get a few more wine bottles to kill Li Chuang completely, "Ancestor, you can find trouble for me."