Chapter 9 Yan Lang’s Pain

There was only an empty vase in that coffee table. When I came in just now, it was also an empty bottle. However, just as Mishi went out, she actually put a bouquet of iris!

"What's going on, Mi Zhen?" Xiyue immediately looked at Mi Zhen, with helplessness and despair in her eyes.

Mi Zhen was not surprised by this situation. After experiencing so many blood-word instructions, she knew very well that once she was involved in blood-words, there was nothing strange about it, no matter how strange the phenomenon happened.

However, residents can survive through life, so what about Xiyue? She is just a "prop" indicated by the blood. In such a situation, what will happen next is simply unpredictable.

Xiyue rushed out of bed, ran to the vase, grabbed the bouquet of flowers, rushed to the window, and threw it down! Then, she curled up in the corner of the wall and kept sobbing.

"No, don't come over, don't come to me!"

Mi Zhen immediately ran over, wrapped her hands around her shoulders, and said, "Tell me, Xiyue. What happened? What happened to you and Wang Shaojie?"

If she is a resident, then there will probably be no cause and effect on the removal of ghosts. However, Xiyue is not a resident and is also involved, which proves that she may have a lot to do with the death of Wang Shaojie and others. If she knows this, there may be a way to untie the blood. Xiyue herself may know the truth of everything.

"I, I don't know!" However, Xiyue's face was full of fear and panic. She just kept waving her hands, but her eyes completely revealed a lot of shock.

She was obviously lying.

Mi Zhen became more sure about this. In any case, if she didn't know all of this, she would not be able to solve everything further. Now, even if she left this place, it would be meaningless. The Blood Word Instruction did not mention that this was the execution location of the Blood Word Instruction. In other words, no matter where she went, Yan Lang and Xiyue could not get rid of this nightmare.

"Tell me, Xiyue!" Mi Zhen still refused to give up and said loudly: "Do you know how serious the situation is? This is not a joke! If the situation continues to develop, you, Yan Lang, and the child in your belly, may encounter unexpected problems! So hurry up and tell me everything you know! I promise you that no matter what you say, I will not tell others!"

She had guessed what Xiyue was worried about.

At this time, Yan Lang opened his eyes. His body was lying on a hospital bed, surrounded by a group of colleagues. He looked around and seemed to be in the hospital.

"Xiao Yan, are you awake?" The marketing manager was right next to him. When he saw him awake, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's really scary. After you fell into a coma in the elevator, we immediately took you to the hospital."

At this time, Yan Lang felt his brain in chaos. After a while, he suddenly recalled the blood-stained chair he saw! The terrifying scene appeared again in his brain, causing him to sit up immediately.

Then, he recalled the phone call Xiyue called and what he said.

"Does it mean..."

A terrifying assumption began to come to his mind, and he immediately rushed out of bed and said, "Manager, I need to take a day off. Sorry, I want to go back immediately!"

"What are you kidding? You should take a break..."

"No, no!" He hurriedly put on his shoes and said, "I must go home and see my wife immediately. Maybe something big will happen, so no one will stop me!"

At this time, Yan Lang's fear was even more than the moment he saw the chair in the elevator. He had no idea what Xiyue would face now!

After rushing out of the ward, he ran downstairs desperately! Fortunately, there were people coming and going on the stairs of the hospital, so he didn't need to be too afraid. He rushed to the lobby on the ground floor, and he desperately went out, came to the road, and stopped a taxi!

"Master, go and do the moon road!"

At this time, Yan Lang's heart was like a knife, and the past events began to churn in his heart...

Yan Lang is a very introverted and cowardly person. This has nothing to do with his family. He is from a poor family and has some inferiority complex and is often bullied. The more he goes, the more timid he becomes. Therefore, he was once obsessed with online games because in the game, he can abandon all kinds of pain in the real world, kill all over the world, and be admired by countless people. "World of Warcraft", "Starcraft", "Resident Evil", etc. are the most important memories of his middle school years. Because of this, he has been addicted to Internet cafes for a long time and is becoming more and more obsessed with.

The world of game. Over time, he even started to write some game scripts by himself, setting the game's characters, props, careers, and upgrade systems, from about the first year of high school to later, he didn't know how many game scripts he designed, and he couldn't count them himself. And the more he wrote them, the more mature the settings in all aspects became. Later, he even began to make his own web pages and gradually show his game on the web pages. However, he was inferior and never showed the game scripts he wrote to anyone, and he always silently created them.

After getting into college, he still did not change his obsession with games. He often visited Internet cafes near the college to buy strategy magazines and game surroundings. However, in addition to games, he often secretly watched Qian Xiyue on weekdays.

When he first met Qian Xiyue, Yan Lang was shocked. Of course, due to his inherent inferiority complex, he did not dare to have any delusions. However, he sat behind Qian Xiyue every day and looked at her secretly, which made him feel very enjoyable. As time went by, he was watching Qian Xiyue's elegant conversation and gorgeous appearance, which made him unable to help but fall in love. In the class, Wang Shaojie, who pursued Qian Xiyue's strongest offensive, kept sending out iris flowers. Although Qian Xiyue refused again and again, Wang Shaojie became more and more courageous.

Yan Lang's nightmare gradually began.

That day, he sat on a stone bench in the academy holding the game guide magazine he had just bought, watching with relish. Suddenly, the magazine was taken away by one hand.

He raised his head, but saw a young man who was nearly one head taller than him standing in front of him. The young man showed a fierce look on his face and said, "You are Yan Lang, are you?"

Yan Lang immediately recognized that the person in front of him was one of the three followers around Wang Shaojie, Luo Ziqiang. He could only barely respond: "Yes, yes, I am..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Lang's collar was pulled up by Luo Ziqiang, and then two men came nearby, both of whom were fierce and chilling. It was Wang Shaojie's other two followers, Xue Long and Zheng Hua. The three of them gathered together and looked at Yan Lang with malicious intentions, which made him look furious.

"What are you going to do?"

"What are you doing?" Xue Long smiled sinisterly and said, "Let's go and take him to see Brother Jie!"

Soon, they pulled him to a secluded place in the academy, where few people passed by nearby. Then, Wang Shaojie walked from a distance.

Yan Lang really didn't understand at the time, how did he offend Wang Shaojie?

Finally, Wang Shaojie came to him and said, "Yan Lang, do you know, why did I call you here today?"

"No, don't know."

"Oh, I don't know." Wang Shaojie showed a strange smile, then he swung his punch, hit Yan Lang in the abdomen, and then kicked him again!

"I told you not to know! I told you not to know! Damn, during class, didn't you always sit behind Qian Xiyue and peek at her? Do you think I don't know that you secretly took pictures of her with your phone?"

"Brother Jie," Xue Long suddenly asked, "I'll ask a question. He is not the only one who pursues Qian Xiyue, why do you just deal with him?"

"Tsk, everyone else is still tactful and dare not compete with me. But this kid has always been terrified! Qian Xiyue is mine sooner or later. I was planning how to get her to bed as soon as possible. This kid actually dares to secretly photograph my woman! Looking for death!"

Luo Ziqiang grabbed Wang Shaojie's neck, then pushed him to the ground, and said, "Brother Jie, this kid is so cowardly that he is so scared that he is trembling all over when he is beaten like this!"

"Don't, don't hit me!" Yan Lang was so scared that he was silent at this time that he said loudly: "Wang, Wang Shaojie, ah, no, Master Wang, you have a lot of them, let me go! I dare not take pictures of Qian Xiyue secretly, really, I promise, I promise!"

"Hmph!" Wang Shaojie said coldly, "You toad also want to eat swan meat, save it! You guys, please treat him well, by the way, don't hit him in the face. Don't worry, my father said, everyone in the Academic Affairs Office pretends to be like a grandson. If I protect you, it's okay to be disabled!"

His swearing look scared Yan Lang to the point of being so scattered, and he begged for mercy: "Ancestor, uncle, please, please forgive me, you can do whatever you want me to do..."

"beat!"

Then, he punched and kicked without any mercy. At that time, because Qian Xiyue repeatedly refused, Wang Shaojie was in a very bad mood, so he used Yan Lang as a punching bag.

Of course, he was not really crippled, but they were also beaten quite hard. Although Yan Lang begged for mercy again and again, it was useless.

This is the beginning of all Yan Lang’s nightmare.

Because of his cowardice and timidity, he dared not tell anyone at all. Moreover, he also knew Wang Shaojie's background. His father was the boss of a large multinational enterprise, and his mother was a senior official in the government. Among them, there were many relatives who were officials. No one dared to provoke such a strong background easily. Therefore, he had no choice but to bear all this silently.

He never dared to face Qian Xiyue again. Although he was still obsessed with her in his heart, he was even more afraid of the demon Wang Shaojie. After that, Wang Shaojie still lingered Xiyue with a stern face, and the frequency of sending iris was getting higher and higher. Later, Qian Xiyue herself said that she wanted to vomit when she saw the iris.

That day, Qian Xiyue returned the iris to Wang Shaojie in front of many people in the class, and said angrily: "Wang Shaojie, don't you understand Chinese? I have said it several times, and I am not interested in you! You send flowers again every day, drive a sports car to show off your wealth in front of me, and forcefully buy me clothes and jewelry. What are you thinking? If you want to show off your wealth, find someone else, I don't like you!"

Then, she ran away without a sound. However, Wang Shaojie laughed and said, "Everyone, do you think I was shaken, right? No, this is the beginning! I, Wang Shaojie, will never have a fortress that cannot be conquered, and Qian Xiyue is the same!"

In fact, everyone knows that Wang Shaojie likes Qian Xiyue, who knows whether it is true or false. He relies on his identity as a rich second generation and spends time outside all day, and the women he has slept in cars have already been in a car. Qian Xiyue is afraid that he just wants to play.

However, every time Qian Xiyue rejected him, he would pass on the pain to Yan Lang to vent his anger. In his opinion, Yan Lang is the best target of bullying, and he is also a human sandbag. However, he only beat him at first, which made him feel bored, so he simply planned to play new tricks.

So he began to torture Yan Lang with various methods again and again.

There is an abandoned auditorium in the college, and that place has become the best place for Wang Shaojie torture Yan Lang.

That day, after being forcibly brought in by Xue Long and others, he looked at Wang Shaojie with a pale face. In order to avoid him, Yan Lang had skipped classes many times, but it was impossible for him not to come to school all the time. He also went to the Academic Affairs Office several times later, but the teacher's answer was always "Just a small fight, but if you are such a big man, can you handle things yourself?" Or, you just don't believe that Wang Shaojie bullies him at all.

"I heard you went to the Academic Affairs Office a few days ago?" Wang Shaojie was sitting on a chair in the auditorium, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and said coldly: "Your family seems to be a noodle stall, right? Well, I see how I found a few people in two days and smashed your stall? It must be very interesting, right?"

"You, don't attack my parents!" Yan Lang was so scared that he begged for mercy: "You, let me go. What's the point of torture me like this?"

"It's interesting. Where can I find such a good ready-made punching bag? Qian Xiyue didn't give me face today, so she had no choice but to find a repair from you. Well, Zheng Hua, prepare the camera and take a closer look. Xue Long, Luo Ziqiang, took off his clothes!"

"No!" Yan Lang struggled desperately. At this time, he finally cursed: "Wang Shaojie, you bastard!"

As soon as this sentence was said, Luo Ziqiang hit him in the chest with his elbow, and then knocked him to the ground!

"Dare you dare to scold Brother Jie, is this kid hard?"

"Hmph, what are you afraid of?" Xue Long grabbed his hair and said, "Ziqiang, take off his clothes quickly! Humph, this kid is not a beauty, and it is worth taking it!"

"It's okay." Wang Shaojie showed a cruel smile and said, "With that thing, Isn't it fun to keep Yan Lang as a slave in the future? Do you think you don't?"
Chapter completed!