Chapter 243 Ding Dong~
"Outside the pavilion~"
"By the ancient road~"
"The grass is green and the sky is blue~"
A boy as sunny as the host of a children's channel, he looked at Fan Hongyu with the smile he would give to children and sang a soulful yet scary song.
Fan Hongyu took a step back. His fragile nerves were not as strong as they appeared. He was now trembling with fear.
Fan Hongyu soon bumped into something. He subconsciously turned his head and saw an old lady with a kind face.
The old lady had a red ribbon tied on her arm. She looked like a community volunteer or a neighborhood committee auntie.
The kind old lady was in good health. She supported the unsteady Fan Hongyu with both hands, opened her mouth, stretched her neck and sang.
"The evening wind blows the willows and the sound of the flute fades away ~ the setting sun is beyond the mountains ~"
At the same time, the men and women around him who had their backs to Fan Hongyu turned around at the same time.
These insensitive people who must have no idea what they were doing began to chant with a look of joy on their faces.
"The End of the World~"
"The Corner of the Sea~"
"Half of my friends are gone~"
Fan Hongyu ran out as hard as he could. He fled in panic like a dog running across a busy city.
He ran as hard as he could, running with the wind.
In just a short moment, he ran away from that place.
However, the devilish singing did not stop, and the devil-like man appeared again on the huge screen above the square in front.
Wei Jie's head was looking slightly downwards, as if he was really looking at Fan Hongyu.
Fan Hongyu's tears began to flow, and he ran forward with his eyes closed tightly.
He took quick steps and ran away from this hellish scene.
"A pot of muddy wine to end my remaining joy, don't dream of the cold tonight."
Wei Jie! It’s Wei Jie’s singing voice!!
Fan Hongyu fell to the ground because he was too nervous and his legs had no strength.
His knees were aching, and Fan Hongyu had no strength left. He had no idea what was going on, let alone why he had fallen into hell.
Is this a dream?
Fan Hongyu gave up resisting. He really couldn't do it anymore...
Fan Hongyu was very miserable at this time, but it was of no use because there was no ding-dong sound.
No ding-dong, no five points.
Without five points, someone will give up.
When Fan Hongyu was lying on the ground in pain pretending to be dead, a faint sound slowly approached Fan Hongyu from a distance.
There was nothing to be afraid of anymore. Fan Hongyu had given up resisting and running and didn't want to do anything. He just wanted to cry and get rid of this nightmare as soon as possible.
The sounds around me became clearer and clearer, and soon they stopped right beside my ears.
"Run, you gambler! Keep running!"
Fan Hongyu turned his head carefully and saw the person who was speaking.
Wei Jie's figure looked extremely tall in the sunlight. Even though he was sitting in a wheelchair, he still suppressed Fan Hongyu so much that he couldn't breathe.
Fan Hongyu lowered his head. He no longer dared to run. No matter where he ran, he could not escape this demon or this nightmare.
"Stand up, gambler, this is the path you chose!"
Wei Jie looked at Fan Hongyu with a serious face.
"Now, keep running!"
Fan Hongyu cried and said, "I was wrong... I will never gamble again... I will never gamble again..."
Wei Jie looked at the man with snot and tears in his eyes with indifference and snorted, "Do you think I will believe your lies?!"
In the middle of winter, Wei Jie gathered tens of thousands of people to perform for this gambler in the name of applying for a Guinness record. Was it easy for Wei Jie?!
If you don't give me points, don't even think about having a good life!!!
Fan Hongyu had already given up resisting. His mental state was extremely bad. The nourishment he had just replenished for a week was completely wiped out by Wei Jie's devilish singing and terrifying intimidation.
"I really don't want to gamble anymore. I really don't dare to gamble anymore..." Fan Hongyu wanted to die now. He really didn't dare to gamble anymore.
He regretted what he had done today and why he walked into that place seeking death.
Wei Jie looked at the man with a cold face and threatened him indifferently: "Stand up! Keep running! Today is just the beginning. Remember, as long as you are a gambler for one day, I will fight you for one day! This is the road you chose to open, and you will bear all the consequences!"
Fan Hongyu was exhausted. He cried bitterly as he looked at Wei Jie and knelt down to beg for mercy: "Please, let me go. I will do anything you ask me to do. I really give in..."
Wei Jie said calmly: "Just don't gamble."
Fan Hongyu really didn't understand why Wei Jie was picking on , and he really didn't understand Wei Jie's request.
"I don't gamble. I will never gamble in my life..." After saying this, Fan Hongyu started crying, feeling very aggrieved.
Wei Jie was very disgusted with this gambler. Damn, am I not more wronged than you?
"Go away! Go back to your house! Don't disturb me singing!"
Wei Jie took out the microphone and continued singing.
It’s still not strong enough this time, but it doesn’t matter. There are still more than two years left. I’ll let Liu Yan heal him. After he gets better, I’ll give him a stronger blow!
To deal with Fan Hongyu, this stubborn person, Wei Jie had to constantly hammer and temper him, repeatedly rub him violently, and change his basic structure and stability from the inside out.
Likewise, you should not use too much force and break the piece of raw material.
When Fan Hongyu heard that Wei Jie was going to sing, he didn't know where he got the strength from, and ran out like crazy again.
Wei Jie glanced at Fan Hongyu indifferently, picked up the microphone and began to sing slowly.
"When will you come back? When you come back, don't hesitate."
This song brought back too many painful memories for Fan Hongyu, especially the singer Wei Jie, who was a nightmare that Fan Hongyu could never get rid of or forget in his life.
Fan Hongyu ran back home in one breath. After opening the security door with trembling hands in panic, he finally returned to his warm home.
The moment he entered the door, Fan Hongyu was stunned.
"Two barrels!"
"Five skins!"
In the living room, Fan Hongyu's old mother, Liu Yan, elder sister Shui Sheng, and Old Fan were playing mahjong at a square table.
Old Fan was very comfortable here. When he saw his son coming back, he stood up and said, "I'm going upstairs to sleep. Come over and help me with a few rounds."
Mahjong...
When he saw this thing, Fan Hongyu's face was filled with horror!
Just then, footsteps were heard behind me.
After a burst of disorderly footsteps, a group of men in police uniforms pushed open the door and walked in.
These people quickly blocked the door, and one of them said seriously: "Someone reported you for gathering gambling here! We..."
The police officer's voice soon stopped because a humanoid creature was making strange noises and hiding under the table.
“Ahhh! Ahhh! Don’t catch me… I don’t want to gamble anymore, ahhhh I don’t want to gamble anymore… Ahhhh! I don’t want to go back, I don’t want to go in, I don’t want to go back…!”
The man huddled under the thickly cushioned table, his voice filled with fear.
He held his head with both hands. After seeing the police uniform, his mentality completely collapsed...
On the other side, Wei Jie, who was heading towards the airport, suddenly froze.
Ding Dong~
