The Five-year-old Milk of the Xuanmen Group's Favorite Boss Chapter 173

Chapter 173 Attack at midnight

Since he was hiding from his family, Le Wenfeng naturally wouldn't go back to the Le family mansion.

Apart from the preaching old man, he didn't want to see Le Yi, the illegitimate younger brother who turned his head and sued.

Tossed outside for a while.

drove the car to a bar near his other house.

Le Wenfeng called the private room, turned on his mobile phone and called a few buddies to come over.

After drinking the spirits, he put his hand on the back of the chair, holding the card in one hand, leaning back in the chair.

Lazy and lazy.

Those present were all the good boys who played with him, so they wouldn't mess around when they got together as a group.

The poker game was also in full swing.

"Brother Feng went to Rong's house today? The one from Rong's family is sick again?"

"Not really."

Having said that, Le Wenfeng didn't know what he was thinking of, so he gently twitched the corner of his lips.

"Last night there was an emergency meeting to be held, and I found out that he suddenly had a high fever at night. I just went to read it and came back. They hired a five or six-year-old Feng Shui metaphysics master to see a doctor, and they said that I was infected with evil spirits. ."

"Five or six years old? Master of Feng Shui metaphysics?"

Some people are a little funny when they hear that.

"You don't even know this age, do you? Also look at Feng Shui?"

Someone thought for a while.

"No, the Rong family, the five or six-year-old master of Feng Shui metaphysics - Brother Feng, don't you mean that little girl from the Tang family? Although I didn't go to the Rong family's banquet before, my old man told me thousands of times, saying Don't mess with that little girl from the Tang family, she's very capable."

"Really? I've been feeling sleepless for a while now, and it's useless to go to the doctor. Do you think it's useful for me to go to the little master? But if it doesn't work, I can get in touch with the Tang family."

"We don't know if it's mysterious or not. Didn't Brother Feng never believe in these things?"

"No, Brother Feng is not afraid of these things."

The people around were laughing and laughing.

Le Wenfeng snorted noncommittally and played the last card in his hand.

"Yo ro, patronizing and talking, let Brother Feng pick up a big bargain, come and come, shuffle the cards."

"By the way, Brother Feng, why do you think of calling us out for a gathering today? Where's your old man? Didn't you force you to work on the company's business?"

"Why didn't you force it? That is, I ran out today, and I was too lazy to go back."

"Brother Feng should be careful to let your younger brother take advantage. I heard that your illegitimate younger brother was born. Just two months ago, his mother died.

"Hypocritical and complaining."

After listening to these words, Le Wenfeng became more irritable the more he thought about it. He threw the cards in his hand and stood up: "It's almost time, I don't play anymore, I go back to sleep."

A cold wind blew all the way.

Le Wenfeng was much more awake.

entered the door and turned on the lights in the house.

went to the bed and looked at the night outside.

The dark night is like a beast that devours people, engulfing everything around it, leaving only a little afterimage of the branches and leaves, pressing the unmelted snow-white branches, shaking tremblingly in the wind, making rustling sounds.

In this empty big room, a little bit of trouble makes people feel a little unreasonable in their hearts.

couldn't help thinking about what the little dumpling said today.

It's almost as if he had hit a ghost. He was fine during the day, and he didn't feel much.

He came all the way in the dark just now. Because he was a little drunk, he didn't think much about it because he wasn't sober. He didn't think much until he got home and woke up, thinking about the darkness just now, listening to the sound and looking around.

Tang Jin's dark, unstained eyes appeared in front of him.

Le Wenfeng, who claims to be never afraid of ghosts, has hair on his back.

With a sound of 'slap--', the branches outside were finally overwhelmed and the snow fell, and Le Wenfeng completely froze.

stared at the outside for a long time, and then carefully looked back in the living room.

The living room is quiet, with warm lights on, creating a warm and peaceful atmosphere.

fine.

He relaxed his back and couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

turned around and turned on all the lights in the room.

entered his own small room.

The familiar environment made Le Wenfeng feel relaxed, and his sense of security surged. Originally, he subconsciously closed the door with his backhand and locked the door, but he just shut the door and stopped.

couldn't help but curse again and opened the door.

"It's okay, it's okay, will it work?"

He is not afraid.

He just felt that the small room was a little airtight today, and the door was open to let in.

Le Wenfeng slept well and fell asleep very quickly today.

On the bed, the young man with short red hair flamboyantly sank his head into the soft pillow, and was sleeping soundly.

The lights in this small apartment are all on.

Everything is quiet.

The watch hanging on the wall was moving slowly, and the pointer pointed to three in the morning.

The lights in the house flickered for a while, and then went out with a swipe.

The change of lights disturbed Le Wenfeng who was sleeping.

It was just that today, under the influence of alcohol, it was the most familiar time for this person to sleep at 3:00 in the night. After turning over, Le Wenfeng fell back into a deep sleep.

In the dream, Le Wenfeng felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier.

As if something was pressing against him, he couldn't breathe, he was confined to the place, and it was extremely difficult to even lift his fingers.

After struggling for a long time in the dream, he finally struggled to open his eyes.

He remembered that he slept with the light on before going to bed.

His heart beat faster and faster uncontrollably, and he was horrified to find that he couldn't move at the moment, like a shackle on the bed.

"Squeak-".

He rolled his eyes.

turned his head laboriously, and saw the window lock being pulled open bit by bit by something unknown—

Fuck! !

There are ghosts! !

Help! !

I screamed wildly in my heart, but when I got to my mouth, I could only make a few meaningless squeaks.

The invisible and unknown things are just less than two meters away from you.

The too exciting experience made him try his best to break free from the shackles on his body.

The darkness around was suddenly broken.

A warm-toned lamp lights up outside the door.

The scene in front of Lining's eyes is even more bizarre.

Le Wenfeng fell to the ground because of the strength he had just struggled with. His hands and feet were still a little numb, but he had regained consciousness and was able to move.

It was at this time that the arm hurt, as if it had been scratched by something, there was a **** smell, and then there was the sound of the ceramic falling to the ground and shattering.

It was still dark inside, and Le Wenfeng couldn't take care of that much.

The moment the cold wind from outside hits from the opened window.

He rushed towards the bright light with his hands and feet and crawling.

Go out and thoroughly see where the lights come on—the living room!

"window—"

He clutched his arms in panic, staggered forward, and threw himself under the large living room window.

The body shrank to one side, panicked and couldn't even make a sound.

And at this time, there was a rustling sound from his room like something was dragging on the ground—

(end of this chapter)

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