Su Zhatian, the male god of fast wear

Chapter 401 Blackening the School Grass (3)

【Inexplicably entered the killer organization, was forced to erase the former self, and became a cold and emotionless killing tool. Ordinary people simply cannot accept all these changes. 】

[The male protagonist is very powerful, he quickly adapted to all of this, and even quickly gained a foothold in that killer organization, and finally won the position of boss. 】

【However, being the boss of this killer organization is not good...】

[There are so many killers in this organization, all of them kill like hemp, all of them have blood on their hands, and bear countless lives, and there are as many people who want to seek revenge from them and kill them. 】

[The male protagonist is the boss, and the killers under him are staring at him all the time, not to mention, those enemies outside also target him first, how miserable! 】

An Wan: "..."

After calling the police and ambulance, An Wan jumped over the wall and disappeared into the deep alley seconds before the police and ambulance personnel arrived.

After confirming that the little bastard was safe, An Wan called Di Ming's principal.

A few minutes later, looking at the text message received on the phone and the address in the text message, An Wan smiled with crooked eyebrows.

The old town, tile houses generation.

Looking at the narrow, dark alleys all around.

Looking at those red brick houses with tiled roofs, An Wan couldn't help but feel emotional.

"In a place like the imperial capital where every inch of land is expensive, there is still such a house?"

[The feng shui environment in this area is not good. Some people have thought about developing this area before, but accidents happen every time. 】

[It wasn't that people were killed, or the building that had just been built suddenly collapsed.There were too many accidents, and some Feng Shui masters shook their heads after seeing it, and the location of this area is not particularly good, so it gradually became deserted. 】

"Superstition." An Wan complained.

【Technological society, technological age, when encountering some things that cannot be explained by science, people will inevitably become superstitious, and look for other ways to find an answer for themselves. 】

Looking at the dilapidated small wooden door in front of her, An Wan thought about it, and chose to climb over the wall...

She wanted to kick the door, but she was afraid that if she kicked the door, that guy Jianghuai would become more defensive towards her.

In the small, dark room, there are red brick walls on all sides, and more than half of the room is occupied by the 1.2-meter bed.

A tattered small wooden table was placed in one corner of the wall, leaving less than a square meter for walking and crossing, and the other side was where the door of the room was.

An Wan glanced at it. Although the room was dilapidated and the furniture was also dilapidated, it was quite clean...

A few sparse sets of clothes and a pile of worn-out books were piled up on the part of the bed against the wall...

The 1.2-meter bed is not big at all. After one-third of the space is occupied by those books and clothes, the remaining space can barely accommodate one person.

Thinking of Jiang Huai's figure, An Wan felt that it would be difficult for him to turn over at night...

"It's not ordinary." An Wan couldn't help expressing emotion again.

"Isn't the hero an adult? Why didn't he go out to work part-time?" An Wan murmured puzzled.

This time, she seemed to have some guesses and doubts in her mind, so she didn't jump to conclusions.

After a brief stroll around Jiang Huai's house, An Wan found that Jiang Huai was not at home...

Did you go to the pharmacy to buy medicine?

still……?
(End of this chapter)