32: Chapter 32: Disbelief Could Cost You Your Life 32: Chapter 32: Disbelief Could Cost You Your Life It’s no wonder Tang Yichen started feeling superstitious all of a sudden.
Yesterday, after Gu Zhiqi did a reading for him, even though he didn’t take it seriously, he couldn’t help but rember it well.
He rembered the ti and place Gu Zhiqi had ntioned, so last night, as soon as he arrived in Yun Town, he instructed the staff to make sure not to book Traceability Hotel.
But who could have known that all the hotels in Yun Town were either fully booked or undergoing renovations, leaving only Traceability Hotel with available rooms.
Fine, he’d stay for one night and then leave.
Early this morning, he planned to set off for Yan City, but because of last night’s sudden heavy rain, the road from Yun Town to Yan City had collapsed and was blocked, making it impossible to go.
He refused to believe in curses, so he called for a private plane, only to find out that the plane had malfunctioned!
Afterward, he tried thousands of thods to avoid staying at Traceability Hotel that night, but without exception, due to one reason or another, he couldn’t leave the hotel in the end.
Now, as the ti was nearing eleven o’clock, he began to feel a little panicked.
The mont Tang Yichen stepped into Su Yunling’s room, afraid of being thrown out, he grabbed a pillow and plopped himself down on the sofa, “Third Brother, please let stay just one night, lend your sofa for the evening.”
Su Yunling raised his eyebrows, “Didn’t you say that the ‘child’ is a scam artist?”
“I’ve thought it over, and I believe it’s better to be credulous than to be doubtful,” said Tang Yichen, clutching the pillow and speaking earnestly, “After all, if I believe, the worst that can happen is I get scamd.
If I don’t believe, and it turns out to be true, what I might lose could be my life.”
Hearing this, Su Yunling gave a faint smile and didn’t kick Tang Yichen out.
Actually, he was quite curious himself.
Su Yunling picked up a script and casually flipped through it beside Tang Yichen.
Tang Yichen, however, sat restlessly, glancing at his phone every now and then.
It was nearly ten fifty-nine, and Tang Yichen was becoming increasingly tense.
He stared at the phone screen without blinking, even holding his breath.
Finally, the ti on his phone turned to eleven o’clock.
Yet, nothing happened.
Tang Yichen finally exhaled a long breath, “I knew it, that girl was just short on cash, trying to…”
“Bang”
Before he could finish, the sound of gunfire rang out close by.
Tang Yichen’s words ca to an abrupt halt.
“Bang bang bang” – a succession of gunshots continued to echo in his ears.
“Damn!
So there really was an ambush.” Tang Yichen threw the pillow he held and got up.
Su Yunling was sitting beside him reading the script; apart from his hand gripping the script slightly tighter when the first shot rang out, his expression remained unchanged for the rest of the ti, as if he couldn’t hear the intense gunfire outside at all.
Tang Yichen had already reached the door when he noticed that Su Yunling hadn’t reacted, so he stopped and looked back at him, “Third Brother, didn’t you hear that?”
Seeing Su Yunling unmoved, Tang Yichen started to wonder if he was just too nervous and had experienced auditory hallucinations.
“If you’re so anxious, you can go check it out yourself,” Su Yunling said without even lifting his head, casually turning another page of the script.
Tang Yichen: ?
Glancing at Su Yunling, then back at the direction of the door, and listening to the ceaseless gunshots, Tang Yichen finally opted to approach the door.
He lay down at the door, ear pressed against it, wanting to listen for any activity first.
But just as he put his ear to the door, the gunshots seed to vanish.
“Huh?
Why has it gone quiet?” Tang Yichen muttered under his breath, continuing to lie beside the door, listening intently.
“Thump thump thump”
The door was suddenly knocked, making Tang Yichen jump in fright.
“Ouch, damn!
Third Brother, they’ve co, they must know I’m hiding here,” Tang Yichen stepped back, sitting on top of a cabinet by the door, squeezing himself up against it.
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