Third Young Master Hu originally didn’t think too much about it, but after being reminded by Old Wu the Fourth, he also felt the eerie chill in the air, as if there really were two pairs of eyes watching them in the darkness.
Without hesitation, Third Young Master Hu slapped the back of Old Wu the Fourth’s head.
"What kind of nonsense are you spouting here? This is a law-abiding society, we emphasize technology, where would ghosts co from? What ghosts? Stop scaring people here, and even if there were ghosts, they just died, where would they get the strength to chase us?" Third Young Master Hu said, glaring fiercely at Old Wu the Fourth.
Old Wu the Fourth felt a buzz at the back of his head from the slap by Third Young Master Hu, and he sohow beca less afraid in his heart. He thought what Third Young Master Hu said was right, even if Tangtang and Guoguo’s sisters turned into fierce ghosts, they just died, where would they find the strength to chase them.
The expression on Old Wu the Fourth’s face was no longer so tense, but Third Young Master Hu grew more and more afraid the more he thought about it.
He wasn’t like Old Wu the Fourth, who was single-minded, believing whatever people said, never overthinking or overanalyzing anything. Although this person had a brain, he guessed it was the size of a walnut.
Third Young Master Hu wasn’t like that. He could survive so well in the tongzi building, not by being able to fight or by having exceptional thieving skills, but because he used his brain.
He carefully considered many things others didn’t think about, and precisely because of this trait, he was able to do so well in the tongzi building.
He used to be confident and even proud of this point, very proud of how smart he was, even if he didn’t say it on the surface, that’s what he thought in his heart.
It was precisely because he wanted to maintain this trait that he specially trained his relevant abilities.
Normally, this ability brought him much convenience and was a very useful weapon, but now, this weapon against the enemy turned into a tool to gouge his own flesh.
Precisely because he thought too much, at tis like this, he ended up scaring himself, and also imagined many terrifying and frightening scenes in his head.
This caused him to walk faster and faster, until he was practically running.
Correspondingly, his face beca paler and paler; he didn’t even dare to look back at the scene behind him, always feeling like soone was following with malicious intent, wanting to harm him.
Old Wu the Fourth wanted to say a few more words to Third Young Master Hu, but Third Young Master Hu ran off like soone was chasing him.
Originally relaxed, Old Wu the Fourth tensed up imdiately, recalling Third Young Master Hu’s ruthless and heartless behavior towards another brother of theirs in the tongzi building.
This ti, he tightly followed behind Third Young Master Hu, afraid the other party would leave him behind.
Old Wu the Fourth’s footsteps mixed with Third Young Master Hu’s footsteps. This double sound of footsteps nearly startled Third Young Master Hu into losing his breath.
The two n ran like this, one in front and one behind, with Old Wu the Fourth continuously calling out Third Young Master Hu’s na, but Third Young Master Hu didn’t dare look back. If it weren’t dark now, their current state would certainly beco the most beautiful scene on the street.
"Third Brother, why are you running so fast? Stop, look back at , I’m about to fall behind you." Old Wu the Fourth, his body emptied by wine and won, found it hard to keep up with Third Young Master Hu’s pace.
Normally, he hadn’t seen Third Young Master Hu exercise his physical abilities, so Old Wu the Fourth never expected that he could be severely left behind by Third Young Master Hu.
What exactly is going on?
Isn’t it said that there are no ghosts in this world? Why suddenly run so fast? Moreover, although Third Young Master Hu is a man, who around the tongzi building doesn’t know he is actually a man who can’t lift or carry things?
Most of the won living in the tongzi building are more capable than Third Young Master Hu, yet now he can leave him far behind.
Could it be that there’s sothing terrifying behind him, which is why Third Young Master Hu doesn’t dare to stop?
Old Wu the Fourth, who originally had so thoughts of stopping, was quickly scared by his own imagination, and didn’t dare to look back. He didn’t dare to look back, and his heart rate suddenly increased.
Because it was beating so fast, putting too much pressure on his heart, Old Wu the Fourth’s chest felt so pain.
Although he really wanted to stand up and run again, now he could only squat honestly in place, clutching his chest with a face of pain, hoping to alleviate the pain with this pressing thod.
Third Young Master Hu soon disappeared from Old Wu the Fourth’s sight. When he was fleeing, he thought of nothing, but one thought, which was to get far away from this place, to shake off whoever or whatever was behind him.
Because of the extre fear of what was behind him, Third Young Master Hu soon forgot his fatigue, his own physical limits, only knowing that if he kept running without stopping, he might have a chance to live.
Therefore, Third Young Master Hu ran very fast, so fast that even when he couldn’t hear anyone behind him anymore, he didn’t dare to stop, afraid that if he stopped, sothing would pounce on him.
At this mont, Third Young Master Hu didn’t show any of the bravado he usually had in the rental house. At this mont, he was like a stray dog, apart from rushing to escape, completely devoid of any semblance of bravado.
As for Old Wu the Fourth, left on the road, he was now squatting in the middle of the road, like a giant mushroom, not daring to move, cold sweat seeping from his skin in waves, being dried by the wind, causing the surface temperature of his body to continually drop.
It also made Old Wu the Fourth shiver continuously; he felt cold, a kind of cold seeping out from his body.
If Old Wu the Fourth were to take his temperature now, he should find his body temperature rising, as he had already developed a fever, but he didn’t think he was sick now, instead believing that he was haunted by an evil ghost.
He put his hands together, placed them in front of his chest, and muttered continuously, begging forgiveness from the air.
He never regretted so much like he did now. Before, he was only a small evil, but now, suddenly burdened with the cri of murder, his heart was unsettled.
A moral line in his heart continuously tore at his heart, causing him imnse discomfort, yet he lacked the courage to turn back and admit his sin, instead intending to drag his other brother down.
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