Who dares to attack my nemesis[Quick Transmigration]

"Sir, what are you looking at?"

The lady at the front desk tilted her head in confusion. She didn't understand why the handsome man in front of her suddenly stopped talking. Not only that, but she also pursed her lips tightly as if trying to ignore something.

The sweet voice unique to women sounds like the voice of a nightingale humming gracefully, so gentle and moving.

But in stark contrast, the huge black hole in her chest was continuously oozing black blood, which wet the shirt on her chest.

Regardless of the common sense in any world, a person whose heart has been hollowed out will never remain calm, and when Lou Yusheng first arrived at this office building, this girl was the one who received him. He clearly remembered that at that time, this girl The lady at the front desk is still as normal as ordinary people.

It is definitely not the appearance of the "broken boulder in the chest" in front of me.

The young lady at the front desk saw that he hadn't spoken for a long time, so she didn't continue to ask any more questions. She just thought that this handsome man who didn't look like a real person had a strange expression on his face.The idea of ​​talking more in my heart was also dispelled.

Her overly sweet smile was finally not so sunny, but Lou Yusheng was secretly relieved and felt a little more at ease.

Immediately Lou Yusheng knew that it was too early to relax.

"You seem to be in a hurry, and your forehead is sweating. Would you like to wipe it off?"

"Uh, no..."

sweating?It doesn't exist, he is obviously a simulation human, how could he suddenly sweat——

But immediately Lou Yusheng discovered that his program was actually simulating the function of sweating, and his forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat, as if he had just rushed to this office area.

Lou Yusheng was startled, and subconsciously looked to the side.

I saw a long metal decoration on the adjacent wall, which was about one finger wide.At this time, Lou Yusheng's eyes were reflected in it.

This piece of metal decoration faithfully reflects Lou Yusheng's slightly sharp pigeon blood diamond-colored eyes.But in the next moment, this can be called a mirror image, like an old video tape that suddenly got stuck and frantically skipped frames. look like.

Needless to say, it was that "Lou Yusheng" who also invaded this strange space.

Lou Yusheng was quite surprised. After all, judging from the performance of "Lou Yusheng" who was repeatedly silenced before, he seemed to be stopped by an invisible force, and he was not able to use many abilities.Even if I had guessed from his expression and tone that he was at the top of a certain field, but the situation was compelling, and if he entered this "game plot" with black eyes, he was doomed to pass the level by himself, and he didn't Expecting too much from another self.

I didn't expect to see him again when I met the scary lady as soon as I entered the door.

This time it was a pleasant surprise.

Lou Yusheng reached out to wipe off the sweat that had slid into his eyes and stuck to his eyelashes due to sweat, and "Lou Yusheng" in the mirror image also raised his pale hand, but after lightly shaking his wrist, he took the slender The cigarette stick dangled in front of Lou Yusheng's eyes.

Then from the subtle angle in the mirror, Lou Yusheng could clearly see what was burning in the pipe from his perspective.

It looked sticky and wet, like a melting coke, or a burnt organ.

Lou Yusheng was stiffened by the latter sensory impression for a moment, and an untimely thought emerged.

Could it be... the heart?

He tried hard not to turn his eyes to look at the big hole on the young lady at the front desk, but he couldn't restrain all kinds of conjectures that kept popping up in him.

As soon as this thought came to Lou Yusheng's mind, he felt a pang in his stomach. Fortunately, he quickly realized that his heart couldn't be so small.Besides, this shape will not be a heart.

... Unless the heart is cut into more than a dozen pieces, it will have such a small size.

Stop it, stop it, I can't make up my mind anymore!

"Lou Yusheng" knew his expression very well, and naturally knew what he was really thinking in his heart. He was not afraid of being misunderstood, so he kept his expression calm and took a puff of cigarette with his cigarette holder tightly squeezed.

At the moment of inhaling the smoke, I saw the "Lou Yusheng" in the mirror image as if a monochromatic character carefully outlined with ink brush on rice paper was painted with vivid colors, and suddenly came alive from the thin rice paper come over.

His eyes are like the most innocent child in the world, misty and misty, with a hint of mistyness, the whole person can be described as "lively and fragrant", it is not too much, and there is even some indescribable charm.

Although I don't know what he is smoking, Lou Yusheng feels that this thing is inexplicably unscrupulous no matter how he looks at it. The posture of "Lou Yusheng" just now, to be exaggerated, seems to have smoked the legendary "make men jealous and make men jealous." A certain drug that makes women cry".

Fortunately, in the last world, Lou Yusheng was a pheromone that was the Alpha of a certain drug.

And "Lou Yusheng" in the mirror just cast him a blank stare, and decided not to tell the other person outside the mirror what kind of "baby" was in the bong for the time being.

After all... it's fun to guess wildly, isn't it?

I believe that the effectiveness of this "baby" will not be long before Lou Yusheng outside the mirror will understand.

Lou Yusheng soon discovered that as the "Lou Yusheng" in the mirror was physiologically sweaty after smoking, he also felt that his program began to simulate sweating again, until he and the "Lou Yusheng" in the mirror Same.

There seems to be an invisible bond between them. Originally, they were two independent individuals. Now that they can share the physiological stress response, they gradually have the real feeling of being "separate bodies" of each other.

It's just... Sharing a physiological reaction, Lou Yusheng silently chewed this word in his heart, why does it sound so weird?Doesn't that mean that in the future he can't help doing this to Young Master Qi, and his physical state will be forcibly "automatically synchronized"? ?

The young lady at the front desk saw that Lou Yusheng just scratched her forehead a few times, but the sweat was like an unstoppable faucet, and it was still dripping out, and even now her face was getting uglier.

Seeing this, she quickly took out a tissue and handed it over.

"Sir, don't you really need to wipe it off? But you seem to be sweating a lot. It's better to wipe it off a little bit. The paper towel belongs to me, so you don't have to be so polite."

Lou Yusheng subconsciously reached out to pick it up.

But as soon as he raised his eyes, his whole body froze completely.The small car that was driving silently in my heart stopped before it reached the entrance of the expressway when it was shocked by the scene in front of me.

The "tissue" that the concerned young lady took out from the shirt pocket on her chest was actually a piece of carrion she had torn from the bloody hole.

The moment she reached into the non-existent "shirt pocket" to get the "tissue", she was actually digging open the wound on her chest.

Her fingers were soaked in dirty black blood, dripping down, and she quickly tore the piece of carrion from it, as if she was really holding a pack of tissues and unfolding it.

"you……"

Lou Yusheng didn't feel the slightest malice from this girl at all, she was like a "normal person", talking and laughing freely.

Before he could say anything, he heard an inaudible "shush".

It was "Lou Yusheng", the eyes in the mirror image narrowed slightly, and the originally lazy look turned into a slightly warning one.

The bond that bound them together made the mirror image full of tacit understanding, Lou Yusheng immediately came to his senses, he didn't foolishly accept the horrific tissue, but suddenly said: "You seem to have taken off your makeup a little bit."

Amy's front desk lady screamed, hurriedly covered her face, took the unfolded "tissue" and covered her T-zone.

At first glance, this is a smug little girl, her technique is very skilled and sophisticated.After covering the T-zone with a tissue, press carefully and lightly, and move regularly.

It's just that in Lou Yusheng's eyes, the wet and torn piece of rotten flesh is covering her face, and every time she presses it, a puddle of foul-smelling blood flows out, like a ravine flowing down.

Such a shocking scene, the lady at the front desk seemed to have no feeling at all.With the movement of her raising her hand unconsciously, a few white bones in the hollow poked out from the pitch-black carrion, like two bone knives, stirring the internal organs in her chest cavity.

Lou Yusheng forced himself to rationally calculate the area of ​​the wound that was constantly oozing black blood, using a series of algorithms and associating with other things to divert his attention.

The huge hole that pierced through his chest got him thinking.

He knew that some people had the disease of deep-sea phobia.Even those who go to sea all year round, some of them are sailors who have served in the ocean for many years, but they still have an unknown fear of the deep ocean.Among them, unlike most people's imagination, the source of this fear often comes from some trivial places.

For example, they believe that at the moment of peeking at the ocean, the eyes must be tightly attached to the periscope, and the surrounding light around them is gradually blocked in the field of vision until all the sight is the unknown darkness in the periscope... and hidden in the periscope. All the unknowns in the dark.

The moment when you peer into the unknown into the endless darkness is the most terrifying moment.

And now the black hole in Miss Sister's chest is like a periscope for spying on the mysterious dark seabed.

"What about now? Are you better now?" The young lady at the front desk turned her head, her entire face was covered with black blood and scraps of meat, and only her eyes were left with two distinct black and white patches.

Lou Yusheng stared at her face, and said out of conscience: "I think you'd better go to the toilet, after all, your makeup is almost gone, and it's better to touch it up if you just use a tissue."

"Oh, it looks like I have to touch up my makeup!" The lady at the front desk had a bloody face, and she could vaguely discern the expression of "annoyance", "Fortunately, I also brought something to touch up my makeup today."

Lou Yusheng suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Sure enough, as soon as she finished speaking, a sharp white bone was pulled out from the wound on her chest.

"This is this year's new concealer stick for touch-up makeup. I haven't used it yet, and it looks like I can unpack it today." As she spoke, she pulled the bone hard, as if she wanted to break it in half of force.

Lou Yusheng: "..."

The picture is too beautiful to dare to look at.

"Oh my god, what the hell kind of design is this? The lid is so tight that you can't even unscrew it." The lady at the front desk even gritted her teeth, but it didn't work. Find someone strong enough to drive me."

After she finished speaking, she glanced at him.

"........."

Lou Yusheng seriously considered whether he could fake a dislocated wrist with his acting skills.

Fortunately, the young lady at the front desk still remembered that he was here to visit, so she thought for a while and said, "I'll go to our manager first, he is stronger."

Lou Yusheng's eyes lit up: "I'm also here to visit your manager this time, is he free now?"

"It should be fine. How about this, the two of you wait for me in the tea room first."

--what?

Lou Yusheng's voice suddenly hesitated: "...two people?"

He subconsciously turned his head to look at "Lou Yusheng" in the mirror image, and the other party's face also darkened.

She lifted up a face that couldn't see the facial features clearly, and stared directly at Lou Yusheng with big black and white eyes: "What are you doing over there? I'm talking about the person who has been following you all the time."

The author has something to say: It’s not scary, I realize that I haven’t written about horror and suspense themes.