Pulling Together a Villain Reformation Strategy Chapter 58: You can’t do it

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Yan Qi is going to be annoying.

When the door of his ward was knocked for the twentieth time, he wrapped the quilt tightly, squinted his eyes and touched the drinking cup on the bedside, and threw it out toward the door of the ward--

"Pop!"

Yan Qi roared: "Don't bother me anymore!"

The door was not closed tightly, it opened creakingly, and a thin and tall boy in his twenties held a bouquet of roses and stared at him blankly.

Yan Qi turned around, froze for a moment, and said in surprise: "Ah, Lao Meng?"

Meng Bin cautiously walked around a piece of broken glass and walked into the ward, casually placed the rose in his arms on the head of the bed, and said unhappily: "What do you think?"

Yan Qi, dying of his breath, picked up the phone next to the pillow and glanced at the time, with a tired face: "I didn't go to bed until 4 o'clock in the morning this morning, and now it's just 8 o'clock, I'm already in half a grade. Let Lao Tzu know which **** said my ward number. The first thing I did when I was discharged was to kill him."

Meng Bin smiled and said: "Who made you the number one school grass in our school? Tsk tsk, look at the roses in this room, are all women coming?"

Yan Qi glanced at him vigilantly: "Well, what are you doing with flowers? Tell you, I don't want to get involved!"

Meng Bin said silently: "...Big brother, don't get me wrong." He pointed to the rose next to him and said: "When I came, I just ran into Pan Yanmo from our class holding the flower from When you go downstairs, I saw that the girl’s eyes were red. I guess she was slammed out by you. I looked at me so pitifully and helped her get the flowers up."

Yan Qi sneered, but didn't say anything more about this, and asked casually: "How are you preparing for the graduation ceremony this afternoon?"

Meng Bin said: "It's all ready, but unfortunately you can't come for the bad luck, everyone is very disappointed."

Yan Qi waved his hand indifferently: "I invite you to dinner after you leave the hospital. You can help me get the diploma."

Meng Bin nodded, then looked at his bandage and asked: "Brother, I said you are really unlucky. There are so few people on the street in the middle of the night that can cause a car accident. Did you find the driver?"

Yan Qi looked strangely silent for a while, probably thinking of the so-called "driver": "No..." He sat up slowly, clutching his chest, and said lightly: "No I found it, and it was not easy for the driver, and he saved me my life anyway."

Meng Bin opened his mouth wide in surprise, and looked up and down Yan Qi with his alien eyes.

Yan Qi glanced at him and said, "Dude, shut your mouth. There are just a few teeth. Nothing looks good if you lose them."

Meng Bin also ignored his cynicism, and said in surprise, "Hey, did you break your head? Usually I accidentally stepped on you and you have to kick back. People who are so obsessed with a small belly have suffered today. Seriously injured, actually told me to forget? Are you, you, you still Yan Qi?"

Yan Qi now hurts not only in his chest, but also in his head. He rubbed his temples and slowly said: "Now listen to my instructions, take a rest, stand at attention, turn back, one, two, one... That's good. Now open the door. , Go together, close the door, don’t give it away!"

The reactionary Meng Bin shouted outside the door: "Yan Qi!"

Yan Qi turned around and closed his eyes, and muttered: "Goodbye!"

He was really sleepy and his body was seriously injured, so he slept until the night. Fortunately, no one disturbed him anymore, but as the sky darkened, Yan Qi could always sleep in his sleep I heard a whining cry echoing in my ears.

He turned over a few times and couldn't sleep anymore. He lifted the quilt and suddenly sat up. There was no one but himself in the single room. Yan Qi followed the place where the cry came from. In the past, I saw a black shadow floating outside the window on the 13th floor, with his arms stretched out, and step by step volley towards the window.

Yan Qi is not afraid at all. He doesn't even mean to get up from the bed. He puts his hands around his chest coldly and said: "Where can wild ghosts come from here, dare to come up to me and provoke? Don't retreat!"

The last two words "retreat" rose sharply, very majestic. The dark figure seemed to be taken aback, and suddenly froze in place, but did not leave. Yan Qiyi frowned, and was about to dismiss him. Suddenly, the black shadow quickly passed the window like crazy, bending his knees, and Yan Qi knelt.

Yan Qi: "..."

He wiped his face and confirmed that he did not have a dream. Then he said: "...you get up, have something...that...speak well."

The black shadow did not stand up, and kowtowed his head while crying loudly: "Yan Shangjun, please help me!"

Yan Qi suddenly heard this name, he couldn't help but was taken aback, then he leaned his back on the head of the bed wearily, and said lightly: "No matter where you heard this name, I can tell you, I It’s no longer under Xuanhuang Clan. If you have any difficulties with wrongdoing, you should go find someone else!"

The dark shadow obviously did not expect that he would refuse so simply. After a moment of stunned reaction, he hurriedly said: "Shangjun, this is not what someone told me, but you said when you started with the ghost car the night before. Oh!"

Yan Qi: "..."

Although he appears to be a senior prospective graduate of Ledu Police University, he is actually a senior disciple of Xuan Huangzong. In ancient China, there were many schools of cultivating immortals and eliminating demons, but with the development of science and technology, in today's society, these schools have gradually been hidden in deep mountains and forests, and disciples under the sect are no longer allowed to reveal their identities at will. Collectively referred to as the "Fourth Realm" by the outside world. Among them, Xuan Huangzong and Xiling faction are the strongest. What's more, the two great disciples, Yan Qi and Jiang Linqing, both began to be in charge of the sect when they were less than 20 years old. The relationship was very close until Yan Qi abdicated due to some changes. , His name gradually faded.

The ghost car is a kind of ancient bird monster. It has no head and four wings. It has eyes on the wings. It likes to **** human brains in the middle of the night, but it does not appear often now, and ordinary people can’t see it with naked eyes. its. On the way back to school after reading the body last night, Yan Qi just happened to bump into a private car. Although he is no longer the suzerain, but at any rate, he is also a man with spells. Since he hits this thing to harm people, he can't be saved, so he takes the ghost car, but he is distracted for a while to protect innocent passers-by , Got hit hard, was directly hit into this **** hospital, even the graduation ceremony passed by mistake.

Think about it now, it was probably at that time that the ghost car reported itself in order to deter the ghost car, and it turned out to be secretly heard by where the ghost was hiding.

Because of some of the scruples in the past, he was inconvenient to make shots too frequently. At this time, he could only scold himself for being mean in his heart, and reluctantly said: "You can talk about something first."

The black shadow was overjoyed when he saw that things were right, and said quickly, "Yes. That's it. My name is Liu Futong. I was originally an ordinary taxi driver. Five days ago, he drove the car into the river due to fatigue and drowned. ..."

Yan Qi: "..." The corners of his mouth twitched, and he finally managed to hold back a wicked laugh, maintaining a cold expression and saying indifferently: "You raise your head."

Liu Futong raised his head obediently, and Yan Qi pointed to a point between his brows. The originally shapeless spirit body suddenly revealed the face of the deceased—blue lips and protruding eyes, indeed, he was suffocated to death. It's just that this person is already shameful, and with such a death method, it looks a bit hurt.

Yan Qi gave a dry cough, and when he put his fingers together, he changed him back to his original black appearance: "You go ahead."

Liu Fu said, "This is a fate, and I can't blame others, so I thought that after the first seven months I could reincarnate in peace, but... But suddenly something happened in the morgue next door to me the day before yesterday! The spirit inside. The body is gone all at once!"

Yan Qi frowned and asked: "How do you know?"

Liu Fu Channel: "I died on the same day as a driver named A Ming, so we are more in love with each other. We always talked together these days. The day before yesterday, we were halfway through the conversation. Rolling on the floor in pain and screaming in my mouth, I was taken aback, and asked quickly:'Amin, what's the matter with you?' He was sweating profusely with pain, but couldn't answer a word, and then Suddenly disappeared. I was a little worried, so I hurried to look at his corpse next door, only to find that there was no spirit body in the morgue next door! I don’t know if it was a psychological effect. I just escaped. I feel that I am getting weaker and weaker, and I seem to be **** by something... Shangjun, please save me! When I am reborn, you will be a cow and a horse!"

Faced with his bitter pleading, Yan didn't just give a noncommittal "um", and said lightly: "I already know the matter, I will solve it, you go back and wait for reincarnation." He said, raising his hand. With a wave, a breeze rose on the ground, and Liu Futong, who wanted to say something in front of him, disappeared.

After he left, Yan Qi couldn't sleep anymore. He rubbed his fingers, and at a few moments the light drifted along the fingers to the unknown darkness. This is unique to Xuanhuang. way of communication. He slowly watched the light disappear, and couldn't help but leaned back again. After three seconds of enjoying in bed with nostalgia, he gritted his teeth or jumped up, walked to the window and looked around, confirming After the night was quiet outside, he opened the window and jumped down from the 13th floor.

His body didn't fall straight, but from time to time he tugged on the railing next to him or the wall with his toes to relieve the momentum. He quickly reached the first floor, and Yan Qi followed the window on the first floor and turned directly in. After landing steadily, he walked down the stairs to the dimly lit negative floor. Directly facing the stairs are two morgues with closed doors.

Yan Qi observed for a while, the dim light bulb swayed slightly, and the light came in from beside him. A few steps away from Yan Qi's shadow, a silhouette of a human head was reflected with long hair flying.

Yan Qi: "..."

He turned around abruptly, flashed to the corner and pulled his hand quickly, and shouted, "Who!"

A beautiful-looking girl with long hair was pulled out by his wrist, stuck out her tongue and raised her other hand, and smiled: "Don't get excited, handsome guy, you are alone."