Chapter 269: : Rotten 09

Zheng Quzhi's brows are frowning tighter, is he so connected to the sewer? I also hid in the sewer before, at least it's not dirty or smelly here!
This place should be in the community, with all kinds of leftovers, and even excrement, which makes people nauseous to look at. I was tied to a rope by the driver and led all the way. I couldn't call anyone even if I wanted to call it. No one could hear it because it broke my throat.
Staring at the back of the driver's head for a while, Zheng Quzhi recalled the paragraph in the book introducing the corrupt person.
Rotten people are between humans and ghosts. They are both humans and ghosts. They are fearless of most paper talisman. They like to eat rotten meat. Most of them live near hospitals or accident-prone areas.
But most people are helpless against them, and don't know where his weakness is.
Zheng Quzhi was dragged a few steps further, and asked, "Do you know Wei Yan?"
As soon as the rotten driver stopped, his unpleasant voice slowly sounded: "I and him are not in the water."
"That's it?" Zheng Quzhi raised his eyebrows, "Do you know that I am his boyfriend? You have arrested me now, and he must be looking for you now. When you arrested me, I called him and told him Up."
"I know." The rotten driver turned his head. There was light coming through where he was standing. It was scattered on his pitted face, and the worms kept wriggling.
As soon as the voice fell, Zheng Quzhi was seen breaking away from the rope, grabbing the rope and tying it around the rotten driver's neck, almost brutally pulling out a hand and biting his finger.
The blood gushed out instantly, Zheng Quzhi kicked the rotten driver's knee, the rotten driver knelt on the ground all of a sudden, Zheng Quzhi quickly wiped the blood on him casually.
Wei Yan said that his blood is also useful, hope it is really useful...

It's a bit funny for a few big men to follow a dog. If let go, Luo Xintong would have laughed. It's a pity that the atmosphere is stiff and terrible now, he dare not even make a sound, let alone laugh.
"Sir, aren't they the sewers?" Cai Qian said suddenly.
Wei Yan's eyes moved slightly, he glanced at the ground and sneered: "It really is a mouse that can't see the light."
"Sir! Look at this direction as the place where rotten people often go!" Qi Ye patted his forehead and suddenly shouted. During this period of time, he has been following the rotten man. The most common place the rotten man went to was the rental house. He also suspected that it was a rotten man’s nest and almost knocked the place off.
Immediately, he didn't care about waiting for the dog to find him, so he picked up the dog and hurried to the community.
The community is small and looks quite shabby. There was a faint smell of blood in the air, and Wei Yan walked towards the room Qi Yue was talking about with an ugly face, with blood red in his eyes.
Before reaching the corner of the house, I heard a woman scream.
Everyone's expressions changed in an instant, Wei Yan pushed Qi Liu away in front, and kicked the door with a calm face. The iron gate deformed instantly, the lock was kicked open, and Wei Yan rushed in.
As soon as he entered, there was a smell of various perfumes. Wei Yan glanced around the room and didn't see Zheng Quzhi. Instead, there was an ordinary-looking woman and the corrupt man.
He rushed over almost instantly, and Wei Yan carried the rotten man's collar and slammed it to the ground. With a thud, several cracks appeared on the floor.
"Ah! Stop! Stop!" The woman's expression looked like she was going to collapse, she wanted to step forward but didn't dare to step forward.
"Chi'er! You hide! You hide!" The rotten man suddenly shouted.
Wei Yan's black eyes were already covered with blood, and he threw the rotten man towards the wall.
As soon as Cai Qi and Qi Xiang entered, he noticed something wrong. The grievances and hostility on his husband were almost torn apart, and if he continued like this, he was afraid that something would happen.
"Mr.!" Cai Qian rushed forward, and Wei Yan kicked him off as soon as he grabbed his husband's sleeve.
"Why is it so noisy?" The bathroom door suddenly opened. Before Zheng Quzhi could react, a group of dark shadows attacked him. Behind him was the slippery floor, Zheng Quzhi just stepped back and fell to the ground with a thud.
The back of the head hurts so much that people see Venus in the eyes, but before it hurts, my feet suddenly feel heavy.
With a crunch, Zheng Quzhi almost couldn't breathe in pain: "Damn you pressed my leg!"
Cai Qian's weight of more than one hundred kilograms was all on his leg, and his ankle was so painful that he didn't know if it was misplaced or broken.
Hearing Zheng Quzhi's voice, Wei Yan, who was pressing on the rotten man, moved for a while and turned back slowly. After seeing Zheng Quzhi's face clearly, his pupils shrank slightly and quickly got up and walked over.
Cai Qian came back to his senses and crawled to the side with a guilty conscience.
The second after Cai Qian went down from Zheng Quzhi, Wei Yan stretched out his hand and lifted the person directly, and then instantly pressed against his chest, as if to rub into his heart.
Cai Qi and Qi Niao quickly looked away.
"Wei Yan...Wei Yan..." Zheng Quzhi tugged at Wei Yan's clothes weakly, with a weak voice: "You loosen... loosen!"
"I'm sorry." Wei Yan interrupted him in a deep voice. He didn't loosen his hand, but pressed tighter. He hugged Zheng Quzhi tightly, and his voice was low: "I didn't protect you."
"It's okay." Zheng Quzhi's face flushed red. Although he was out of breath, he still insisted: "My feet hurt... I can't breathe..."
Cai Qian couldn't listen anymore, and said coarsely, "Sir, Zheng Quzhi is going to be suffocated by you!"
Wei Yan returned to his senses, loosened his hands slightly, turned his head to look at the dying rotten man on the ground, his voice was full of murderousness: "Chop him up and feed the dog!"
"Wait, wait!" Zheng Quzhi's expression changed. He finally saw the corrupt driver lying on the ground and couldn't help but stare at Wei Yan: "What happened to others?"
Wei Yan's eyes had returned to black, and his cold eyes swept over the rotten man, his murderous aura flashed away, "You don't have to worry about it."
"Why do you beat my dad like this!" The woman who had been kneeling on the ground crying silently suddenly shouted.
Taking a deep breath, Zheng Quzhi pushed Wei Yan away, and quickly helped the driver up, and subconsciously sniffed his breath. Fortunately, he still breathed. Zheng Quzhi turned his head and couldn't laugh or cry: "Can he go to the hospital like this?"
The woman shook her head quickly: "No, my father can't go to the hospital."
Qi Yue glanced carefully at his husband, and tentatively said: "Mr?"
"What's the matter?" Wei Yan calmly collected his hostility and spoke gently.
"Blame me..." The woman cried again: "I quarreled with my dad and refused to go home for several years. My dad brought Zheng Quzhi to please me."
"Baizhi, the president of my fan club." Zheng Quzhi raised his eyes and looked at Wei Yan quietly.
The atmosphere suddenly became rigid for a moment, and he didn't say anything, but it seemed that something had changed.
"Are you here on the initiative?" Wei Yan pursed his lips, staring at him quietly.