I really don't want to be a master

Chapter 225 Kick the Door
"Shouzheng? Baby?"

Wang Meijing tentatively yelled twice, finally there was movement in the bed, and a big bag in the shape of a human was slowly arched.After the big bag bulged up, it kept trembling, as if someone was dancing below. Wang Meijing laughed and jumped on it, hugged the person under the quilt and said, "Bad guy, Mom was shocked by you!"

"Hoo..., hoo..."

There was a rapid panting sound from inside the quilt, which sounded rough and depressing, not at all like a child's voice.Wang Meijing froze, and slowly let go of her hands and took two steps back. At this moment, she felt that her hands were sticky as if something was stuck on them.She looked at the light, and saw that her hand was bright red, and it was actually full of blood!

"what!"

Wang Meijing, who has always been quiet and docile, screamed, rushed over frantically, grabbed the corner of the quilt and lifted it vigorously, and shouted: "Shouzheng! Shouzheng! How are you doing? Son, don't scare mom, how are you doing!"

"Hoo..., hoo..."

The heavy breathing became louder and louder, as if it was ringing in Wang Meijing's ear.Wang Meijing felt a burst of fear, which came from the heart and made her feel cold.But she was not cowardly at all, she grabbed the quilt tightly, trying to pull her son out from under the quilt.

With a sound of "Plop", Wang Meijing worked hard for a long time, and finally lifted the quilt. She was too hard to stop, and she fell on all fours while grabbing the quilt.There was blood all over the quilt, and there was a terrible red light shining under the light.Many drops of blood were splashed on Wang Meijing's body and face, but she didn't care about it at all, and threw herself on the bed as soon as she got up.There is her most beloved son on the bed, who is the heart and soul of her palm, and the only bond she has to live in this world.

"what!"

Wang Meijing, who got up, jumped to the side of the bed and screamed, backing away in panic.Her expression was extremely terrified, her thoughts were confused, and she murmured: "Son, my son, my son..."

There were two people standing on the bed, both of them were short, one was about 1.2 meters, and the other was less than 1.5 meters. The little guy with 1.2 meters is Qu Zhongzhi's beloved son Qu Shouzheng, and the one who is less than 1.5 meters is Luo Bu.

Luo Bu looked dull, and there were no pupils in both eyes, only the whites of the disgusting and frightening eyes.The skin all over his body was wrinkled, like a tattered sack that had been used for a long time. There were no nails on the fingers of his hands, and ten bloody holes were bluntly worn out.He was holding a sharp fruit knife in his hand, and was cutting the skin of Qu Shouzheng's body bit by bit.

Qu Shouzheng's left cheek is flushed, his skin looks flimsy, his eyes are innocent, his hands and feet are so cute that people want to kiss them.But the skin on the right side of his face had been cut off alive, exposing the scarlet muscles and blood vessels. The flesh and skin were rolled up at the wound where the skin was cut off, bloody and terrifying.

Half of the face was cut off, what a pain!But Qu Shouzheng didn't seem to be aware of his situation at all, he was ignorant, his eyes were still rolling.He pursed his lips, looking very happy, and turned a blind eye to Luo Bu next to him, but Wang Meijing's scream startled him, and he said with a smile: "Mom, mom, look, this brother is playing games with me!" .”

Qu Zhongzhi drove the car very fast, the speed almost exceeded 200 yards per hour. Fortunately, his car was of good quality, otherwise it would have to float.Cheng Bugui sat on the passenger seat, looked left and right excitedly, and said in admiration: "Dude, I really underestimated you, your driving skills are absolutely amazing!"

Qu Zhongzhi ignored the non-returning praise with a sullen face, and all his thoughts were on his wife and children.That scary skinning ghost has already gone to find Wang Meijing?Will Wang Meijing be killed?Will it hurt my son?Thinking of this, he was so anxious that he wished that the speed of the car could be doubled.

Liu Yusheng sat quietly on the back seat, seemingly steady and dignified, but the veins on his hands revealed his nervousness, and the frowning from time to time showed that he was very uncomfortable now.Cheng Bugui talked to Qu Zhongzhi for a while, but Qu Zhongzhi ignored him, he turned his head to talk to Liu Yusheng just to make fun of himself.Seeing Liu Yusheng's appearance, he couldn't help laughing: "Master, is your old man motion sick again?"

"Shut your mouth," Liu Yusheng said angrily, "Who stipulated that psychics can't get carsick? I've had this problem since I was a child. What's your opinion?"

"No objection, no objection!" Seeing that Liu Yusheng was angry, Cheng Bugui hurriedly raised his hands in surrender, "I have no objection at all! Motion sickness is your freedom, who dares to have an objection? But then again, master, your supernatural powers are so powerful, how can you Don't you want to instill a big mastiff mount? Your majestic big mastiff mount must run faster than this broken car!"

When he mentioned the majestic mastiff mount, he was full of fascination.Liu Yusheng was silent for a while, then said quietly: "Idiot, the big mastiff runs faster, but I don't know the way as a teacher."

"..."

"squeak!"

A sharp brake sound sounded in the community, and the door opened before the car stopped.Qu Zhongzhi didn't bother to turn off the ignition at all, he didn't even pull out the key, he jumped out of the car and ran upstairs, even if he didn't return, he followed in a hurry.

Liu Yusheng slowly got out of the car, held on to the car door, retched for a long time, muttered a few words, then walked around the whole building, spilling a lot of glutinous rice, dog blood, peach pits and the like .He has a thin body, and there are not many pockets on his clothes. I really don't know where he put so many things.

After finishing these, Liu Yusheng walked up the stairs slowly.Qu Zhongzhi didn't say what room they lived in at all, but Liu Yusheng looked for it knowing the way, which made people suspect that his statement that he didn't know the way was simply nonsense.

Qu Zhongzhi put out all his strength and ran the highest record in his life. It only took 30 seconds to climb from the first floor to the sixth floor.He was out of breath, his chest was oppressed like a piece of coal was burning, and every time he took a breath, he felt pain in his ribs.I am used to being pampered and pampered. Although there are fitness and physical exercises, my foundation is weak after all.Doing such strenuous exercise without any preparation will naturally make you uncomfortable.

It’s much easier than Qu Zhongzhi’s success. He also climbed up to the sixth floor at the same speed. Qu Zhongzhi was as tired as a dog, but he didn’t blush or pant, as if he just crushed an ant to death. .Qu Zhong didn't care about resting, climbed up in one breath, took out the key and ran to the door of the house.While opening the door with the key, he patted on the door and shouted loudly: "Mei Jing, Shou Zheng! Mei Jing! Shou Zheng..."

"careful!"

Cheng Bugui behind him suddenly grabbed Qu Zhongzhi and dragged him behind him, then took out the gleaming long knife and put his mind on guard.He put his ear to the door and listened to the movement inside, took a deep breath and kicked the door fiercely.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and Cheng Bugui covered his feet and screamed.The anti-theft door of Qu Zhongzhi’s house is the kind that opens outwards. If you kick it inward, you will never be able to open it. The anti-theft door is all made of tungsten steel.Qu Zhongzhi was very anxious, especially after shouting so many times just now, there was no movement at home, and Wang Meijing didn't come out to open the door, so the ominous premonition in his heart became more and more serious.

"Go away!"

Qu Zhongzhi casually pulled Cheng Bugui aside, at this moment he burst out with the potential of his whole body, Cheng Bugui had no power to resist.He picked up the key and inserted it into the keyhole, and after turning it three times, he pulled hard, and the door finally opened.

Cheng Bugui waved his hands and said, "Don't take it easy..."

Before he could finish speaking, Qu Zhongzhi had disappeared, sighed helplessly, and had no choice but to follow into the room.The house was brightly lit, as if all the lights were on, and countless candles were placed in the living room, and these candles were all lit, forming a weird pattern.Before he had time to think about these weird candles, Qu Zhong strode straight to the bedroom, only to see the door of the bedroom was tightly closed.He slammed on the door vigorously and shouted, "Mei Jing, open the door quickly! It's me! Son, open the door quickly, Dad is back!"

The bedroom was quiet, there was no movement at all.Qu Zhongzhi was sweating profusely, but the bedroom door was locked from the inside, and he couldn't open it at all.

"Get out of the way, I'm coming!"

With a loud shout, Cheng Bugui, who followed behind, repeated his old tricks and kicked up.The bedroom doors were all made of wood, which couldn't withstand heavy blows, so they opened in response to the sound.Seeing the scene in the bedroom clearly, Cheng Bugui and Qu Zhongzhi were stunned.

(End of this chapter)