Become a girl in the horror world

"Then, we can only activate the secret weapon..." the man in command pondered.

At this moment, Senlu, who was dressed as a waiter, sighed in despair, holding a plate of food in his hand.

For my sister, it’s all worth it for her happiness.

She thought so and then cheered up.

The waitress's black and white outfit looked extremely decent on the girl, highlighting her coolness and slender legs. Her long black hair fluttered slightly in the wind.

Senlu moved, and her whole figure rushed out. She decided to end the battle in the simplest and most brutal way.

He suddenly slammed the plate in his hand onto the face of one of the rough guys, knocking him unconscious.

Then, without giving the person next to him a chance to react, he directly sent a roundhouse kick to the face, knocking him out again.

In an instant, the two men lost their ability to fight.

The remaining two just reacted when Sen Lu found the right opportunity and knocked one of them down with a close hand knife.

Then he swept his leg and knocked down another person again. Seeing that the other person was still struggling, he followed up with an over-the-shoulder throw.

There was a loud bang.

In just two seconds.

All four of them had stars spinning in their eyes and fainted.

The members of the strategic team in the distance all opened their eyes wide and their mouths were opened in shock.

By the time they realized it was over, Senlu had already dragged the four people into a hidden place.

So scary, this is too cruel...

Chapter 69: Jiangjiang Nianniang's Big Failure

Zhang Zijin's pace became faster and faster, and his mind kept recalling every little detail of his time with the girl.

Every detail of daily life emerges like a picture projected by a projector.

The girl's graceful figure, her sometimes quirky personality, and her exceptionally beautiful face against the setting sun.

As expected, there was no one in the corridor leading to the banquet hall, and his footsteps echoed dully in the empty corridor.

They sorted everything out for themselves.

His heartbeat gradually accelerated, and he didn't know whether he was afraid or excited. He just wanted to quickly get to the girl.

Finally, he pushed open the door. His usually sunny and handsome face now looked a little disheveled. His collar was messed up from running and there was some sweat on his face.

The figure that he had longed for day after day, but seemed so far away, was now standing before him.

The light from the window set off the girl's quiet and beautiful face. She always seemed a little melancholy when she was quiet. This was her unique temperament. When she saw him, she turned around and smiled:

"Hey, Zijin, you're quite nice..."

Before Wanwan could finish her words, the young man had already embraced her in his arms. His arms seemed extremely strong, wrapping her entire body in them. As if he was afraid that the girl would struggle or run away, the young man's body was trembling slightly and his arms were holding her tightly.

The other person exudes a faint scent of a combination of sunken wood and lavender, which is the scent of men's perfume. It smells very nice. Wrapped in this scent, a sense of security arises spontaneously as if I have found a safe haven.

Wanwan found that she quite liked this taste.

After an unknown amount of time, the girl blushed and gently pushed Zhang Zijin's body, her tone sounding a little accusatory:

"You, what are you doing? What's wrong? Why are you all sweaty?"

"I, I'm sorry..."

Zhang Zijin slowly released the girl he was hugging. His heart was beating fast and his consciousness was a little hazy. Then he remembered his purpose.

He quickly searched his body for the love letter he had written day and night while leaning against the windowsill for almost a month, a thin piece of paper that carried all the young man's emotions.

Wanwan turned her face away silently. She had already vaguely guessed what the young man was looking for at the moment.

She knew she had to tell the young man everything.

This dream that has been woven together for a year may be about to break.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Zijin was completely stunned.

That love letter is gone.

Couldn't find it.

Maybe he forgot it somewhere, or maybe he was careless and left it in the bathroom.

He was in a daze and didn't know what to do for a long time.

It turned out that he really couldn't speak.

Looking at the girl's worried expression, he suddenly realized that he actually understood her.

He knew what the girl was afraid of, so he didn't dare to express his feelings to her in person, fearing that the girl would clearly reject everything he said.

He has always been the one who knows the girl best, but he still deceived himself and planned this confession that was bound to fail.

What to do now…?

He was confused. Several figures outside the door looked at him expectantly, as if they were expecting his personal confession.

The girl suddenly took his hand, just like before:

"Zijin? Why are you distracted?"

"Speaking of which, the venue hasn't been set up yet? These balloons haven't been tied into ropes yet. We came early, so why don't we set it up in advance?"

"okay."

For some unknown reason, Zhang Zijin nodded and agreed.

Seeing the two of them setting up the venue and chatting about daily topics as usual, several figures outside the door covered their faces:

"I lost it~ It's gone, it's gone, let's go, I'll ask Brother Zijin to reimburse me for my appearance fee later."

The confession plan failed miserably.

Soon, people arrived one after another, and the welcome party officially began. The members of the Blood Hand Gang were partying to their heart's content, and people were singing loudly on the stage, venting the emotions that had been accumulated deep in their hearts.

With Wanwan's help, Li Anxin got to know most of the members of the Blood Hand Gang and learned a little about their life stories.

Everyone has his or her own story, and everyone was the protagonist of his or her own life before coming here.

The banquet lights above the head rotated slowly, and wherever the colorful lights passed, there was carnival.

"Wuhu, salute to everyone's tomorrow!"

One member shook the bottle in his hand, and after opening it, the wine inside rushed into the sky and splashed everywhere.

More and more members responded by following the call, and the atmosphere became very lively.

A ghost walking by the door frowned, then dialed the Blood Hand Gang's reporting number:

"Hello, are you the Blood Hand Gang? I'm reporting a group of people disturbing the public."

Suddenly, the ghost's face gradually became terrified, and a guy inside the door answered his phone...

Damn it! The report has been made to the real owner!!!

The ghost was about to escape but was caught by a pair of big hands and joined the carnival in despair.

Li Anxin was the protagonist of this banquet. Logically, she should have gone on stage to say something, but at this moment, she had a gloomy face.

The cat walked past her and then transformed into a cat girl, holding a love letter in her hand:

"My little master, I have completed your request. If there is nothing else, I will leave now."

As he spoke, Maomao stretched and yawned, then disappeared on the spot.

Li Anxin silently took the love letter without opening it.

She glanced at a couple who were chatting not far away and were occasionally ambiguous with each other, and thought to herself.

Perhaps this is the best ending to this confession, and everything should be as usual.

Thinking of this, Li Anxin smiled slightly and sipped a glass of red wine.

Senlu came up to her and asked, "What are you thinking about, sister?"

Then he took a look at the wine glass in the other person's hand, and a wicked smile appeared on his face.

Hey, my sister must be a poor drinker! When she gets drunk, I will take her home, and then...

I guess my sister doesn’t know anything about Jiangjiangniangniang, hehehe.

Sen Lu had already thought of Li Anxin's adorable look with a dazed look in her eyes, a faint blush on her face, and her little hands pushing her as she struggled slightly.

At that time, I would use the excuse that I was afraid that my sister would catch a cold to help her change her pajamas in front of her unconscious sister. There was nothing I could do about it.

Li Anxin tilted her head, not understanding why Sen Lu had such a weird expression on his face.

"Sister, please drink with me!" Sen Lu said, holding up the wine glass.

"Um......"

Li Anxin watched the people at the banquet talk about the past, the present, and the future.

She sipped the wine in the glass silently, her thoughts wandering with time.

In the early hours of the morning, there were few people still awake at the banquet and the hall was extremely quiet for a moment.

The girl with long lavender hair hugged the drunk young man who kept confessing his love to her and walked out the door.

After seeing Li Anxin, Wanwan showed an apologetic expression and waved goodbye.

Looking at the drunk black-haired girl beside him who was clinging to him like a koala and wanted to hang on her, Li Anxin fell into deep thought.

"Hey, help your sister change her clothes..."

Li Anxin: "......"

I always feel that Xiaolu is thinking about something that makes him feel sorry for himself.

Late at night, Li Anxin dragged the black-haired girl all the way home.

Early the next morning, Sen Lu woke up from his bed and was so upset that he almost cried out loud. He hugged Li Anxin's body and cried and made a fuss.

Why is my sister so good at drinking? I almost drank too much but my sister still looked like nothing happened.

Chapter 70: Does this white-haired ball look like you?

The days after that were pretty normal, nothing major happened.

On weekdays, Li Anxin spends time with the deer, grows crops and harvests vegetables. The comfort of her life almost makes her forget that she is still in the horror world.

"Little Deer, look, look, does this look like you?"

As Li Anxin was browsing the web, her eyes lit up slightly and she handed the phone to Senlu.

Sen Lu: "oO? Sister, wait a minute and let me look for it. I said this one looks like you!"

The next moment, Sen Lu was not to be outdone and handed the pictures collected in his mobile phone to Li Anxin to see.

Li Anxin: "Ugh... Damn it, this is what I look like in the eyes of the deer! What the hell is this white-haired ball!"

Sen Lu said as he embraced Li Anxin's whole body, rubbing her pink face casually with his hands:

"Sister, aren't you just a white-haired ball? You're not very brave, you're soft, and it feels good to rub it."

Damn, what the other party said really makes sense, and that picture is so vivid!

Li Anxin really couldn't think of how to refute the other party, so she could only curl up in Senlu's arms and look at her phone.

Qingqing Zijin: The cargo has arrived at the dock today, you can go and receive it. I'll ask Xiaosang to go with you so you can familiarize yourself with the process.

An Xinxin: OK! Thank you!!

Qingqing Zijin: You’re welcome. I’ll just repay the favor in a few days.

There is no time to lose, let's get going now.

Li Anxin called Dazhuang to go to the dock to unload the goods.

Looking at the giant cargo ship slowly approaching the port, Li Anxin couldn't help but open his mouth slightly.

Anyone who sees a giant cargo ship made of flesh and steel will be amazed and curious about how it works.