Chapter 39 Sorry

Chapter 39 Sorry

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After a lot of question marks appeared in the mind of the stalker, he took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message, then walked in as if he was hanging out, spent fifteen yuan to change his hand, and pushed open the door of the locker room.

A puff of hot and humid water vapor hits his face.

Between several rows of cabinets, naked men walked back and forth to change clothes, but there was no Huai Shi in the room. He only had time to see the rubber curtain leading to the bathing area move, and someone had already walked in.

Suppressing his confusion and anxiety, he opened the cabinet pretending to be calm, took off his clothes, and walked to the bathing place.

When he lifted the rubber curtain, he saw the expressionless young man in the steam that was blowing towards him, with his clothes completely intact.

He froze in place.

What are you doing?

"Why follow me?" Huai Shi asked directly.

"……What did you say?"

The muscular man's expression twitched for a moment, and soon his expression became confused, as if he couldn't understand at all, he waved his hand impatiently: "Can you let me go?"

"Sorry, no."

Huai Shi sighed, and then took a step forward.

Boom!

The stalker's eyes went dark, and then he heard the heavy sound of fists hitting his face, his feet slipped, and he fell to the ground on his back.

"I ask you--"

Huai Shi squatted beside him, looked down at his face, and repeated the question she asked just now: "Why did you follow me?"

"Oh shit……"

The burly man was furious and raised his arm to slap him, but just as he raised his arm, his eyes went dark again.

Huai Shi punched hard.

Boom!

In the astonished sight of those changing clothes, Huai Shi stretched out her hand, pulled his hair, lifted his head, pulled him, pulled him into the dressing room, and violently smashed his head on the ground. on the wardrobe.

One, two, three!

Until a huge dent appeared on the thin iron wardrobe, the man struggled desperately, but he couldn't break free from Huai Shi's hand.

For the last time, he asked:

"—Why follow me!"

"I'll fuck you!"

In the severe pain, the stalker cursed and raised his legs to push Huai Shi. He didn't even care that his hair was torn off, and took advantage of the moment when he let go of his hand, he rolled and crawled to get up from the ground.

He didn't fight back, but ran straight towards the exit of the locker room.

With a bang, the entire cheap wooden door glued with plywood was shattered, and the long spring that pulled the doorknob pulled on his body, leaving a bloody gash.

He almost threw himself on the counter.

Just as the aunt at the counter screamed in astonishment, he grabbed the bath baskets on the counter and threw them at the chasing boy, and then rushed out of the bathroom gate without even approving a towel. run wildly...

Huai Shi chased after her.

Offensive and defensive changes.

Today, it is the stalker who doesn't even wear slippers running on the street with his bare buttocks, and Huai Shi follows behind, relentless pursuit.

Regardless of the abnormal feeling and pain of stepping on the ground with bare feet, facing the screams of passing women, like a wild dog running free.

I don't know whether he sacrificed his dignity in exchange for strength, or liberated himself under the shooting of dozens of mobile phone cameras. That guy's speed accelerated again, and Huai Shi couldn't catch up for a while.

Until he finally couldn't run anymore and was blocked by Huai Shi in the alley, panting and moving backwards, he found that there was no way out behind him.

"Why are you following me?"

Huai Shi stood at the entrance of the alley, looking at him calmly: "Are you going to be more straightforward, or let me find the answer by myself?"

"I have no idea……"

The naked stalker leaned against the wall, struggling to breathe, "I don't know what you're talking about..."

"It seems to be the second choice."

Huai Shi was silent for a moment, then raised her head and glanced at him: "To be honest, I don't want to do this."

At that moment, the crackling sound of joint friction suddenly sounded from the alley.

Immediately afterwards, the stalker saw that a black shadow rapidly enlarged in front of his eyes. Under the trampling of that pair of old leather shoes, the stone bricks of the alley suddenly sank, squeezing out the foul-smelling sewage below.

As for Huai Shi, she was already right in front of her eyes.

Boom!

The stalker suddenly bent down, feeling as if his lungs were about to be squeezed out of his mouth. The bare feet were almost detached from the ground, and the arms in front of him were also thrown to the sides under the violent impact.

Before he regained his footing, the fist he had slashed turned into a palm, pushing his face backwards, backwards, and backwards until... bang!

His head hit the wall.

He subconsciously wanted to bend over and hunched up, but then, he felt a cold under his crotch, and in the howling wind, something kicked between his legs.

There was a strange cry.

His eyeballs almost popped out of his face.

"Go to hell!"

In the severe pain, that face became ferocious. While dodging, he picked up the wine bottle on the ground, smashed it and stabbed Huai Shi's neck.

But immediately after, he felt a pain in his wrist, his arm was turned into a strange angle, and the wine bottle was inserted into his thigh, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

Immediately afterwards, the sharp pain of broken arms and cut thighs burst out.

He screamed in horror before finding a hand caught around his neck, lifting him and smashing him against the wall. Huai Shi looked at the distorted face and asked angrily:

"——Why are you following me!"

Silence came suddenly.

The man stopped struggling suddenly, and looked at Huai Shi's furious look, as if he saw a joke and was amused.

A smile appeared on the twitching face, not knowing whether it meant mocking or flattering.

His lips trembled, opening and closing with difficulty, as if confessing.

"I want to...get some money..."

Huai Shi was silent, looking at her old suit whose cuffs were beginning to unravel, and that pair of old leather shoes with unstitched uppers, tried hard to believe this sentence, but in the end, she couldn't help lowering her eyes.

Slowly let go of the palm, allowing the man to fall to the ground, gasping for breath, coughing, and convulsing in pain.

"OK."

Huai Shi suddenly said, "I'll give you money."

The moment the man raised his head in astonishment, he stretched out his hand and pressed it on his mouth and nose—and then poured the expensive ashes into his mouth.

At that moment, with the pinching of the fingers, a shrill cry came from the closed mouth. The man suddenly convulsed, ignoring his injuries, struggling on the ground.

Unspeakable fear and sorrow poured into his body, ravaging his soul, and muffled voices continued to sound from his throat, but Huai Shi pinched him tightly, unable to vent.

Until Huai Shi heard the sudden sound of brakes coming from the alley behind him, as the van opened, several men wearing masks jumped out of the car and blocked the alley.

They put their palms in their bulging bosoms, didn't say a word, only looked at the boy in the alley maliciously.

In the silence, Huai Shi finally let go of the stalker in her hand, turned her head slowly, looked at the group of unkind visitors, and finally understood why that guy brought herself into such a place.

"it's him!"

As the convulsive stalker laying on the ground raised his finger at Huai Shi, the person in the front reached out and pulled out a machete wrapped with a dark green hand rope from his pocket. Immediately afterwards, he still saw various controls Traces of knives.

Huai Shi was stunned, her eyebrows raised, and she couldn't believe it.

"Does anyone want to explain something?" He asked suspiciously, "For example, as an employee of an auto repair shop, it is reasonable for me to carry controlled knives with me?"

Hehehe strange laughter sounded from behind.

"Someone... spent money... to buy... to buy your life..."

Coughing hard, the man lying on the ground struggled to prop up his body with one hand, with a sneer on his distorted face, "Be sensible, don't struggle...it's too ugly..."

Huai Shi was silent, raised her foot, and stepped on his head suddenly.

Boom!

The man fell completely to the ground and did not move.

Huai Shi turned her head, looked at those approaching people, and couldn't help sighing: "It seems that there is no way to get better, right?"

No one responded to him.

In the dead silence, Huai Shi raised her hand, unbuttoned her coat, then took off her old suit, folded it, and carefully found a clean spot on the naked man on the ground. , put it away.

Finally, he stood up, stooped, and bowed.

It was sincere and humble.

"I'm sorry," he said. "My friend passed away. I'm very sad."

"..."

In the moment of astonishment, those people froze for a moment, and couldn't help but want to laugh.

But then, I saw the boy slowly raised his head and looked at them with a blank expression on his face: "So, if I do something wrong later, I will apologize here first—"

As he spoke, he slowly raised his hands and put them in a posture in front of his chest.

Spit out the last bit of mercy in your chest towards your enemies.

——Roman Dagger Fighting LV6!

"It's still so deserted here."

The wheelchair girl sat in front of the desk and looked around, "It seems to be a lot bigger."

This is the municipal library.

To be precise, this is the underground storage warehouse of the municipal library—under the illumination of the monotonous cold light tubes, the huge bookshelves extend to the end of the line of sight, sinking into the invisible darkness.

Counting forward, within sixty years, the periodicals, newspapers, agency notices and all administrative regulations that have appeared in the entire Xinhai City... In short, all the things that will be printed on paper in the market are stored here. backup.

Even the electronic version is stored in the server storage room next door and can be retrieved at any time.

Although this is one of the responsibilities of the municipal library, it is due to the man behind the desk, who is now the librarian of Xinhai City, who is known as the sublimator of the 'Professor', to achieve such an exaggerated level.

Indeed, there is nothing wrong with being called a professor. This man has so many degrees that even he can't count them—after all, his biggest hobby is reading books in this huge warehouse buried deep underground.

Do not move. .