I didn't notice when I was in the fight yesterday that this man was a left-handed.

Cheng Ke has never encountered such a thing since he was a child. He went out to play with his friends and caused trouble after drinking too much, but he was beaten up by a group of people who had no goal. Although he was not afraid, he rarely had direct conflicts with others.

Today, he was face to face and was stabbed in his clothes with a knife. He suddenly felt that everything was unreal.

If Jiang Yuduo hadn't stabbed this knife, it would be that this person was quite skillful in the stabbing technique. Looking at Jiang Yuduo's eyes, Cheng Ke was inclined to the latter.

"Let's go," said Jiang Yuduo, "I don't have anything to do if I don't give me a shit."

Cheng Ke didn't say anything, looked down at the hole in his coat, and followed Jiang Yu to the alley where he came.

The alley is very short and it is over in a few steps. There is a residential building over there. Looking at it for a while, Cheng Ke used to come here to drink, but he really didn't know that there were so many buildings behind these buildings.

While walking between several buildings, Cheng Ke looked around and saw that most of the houses were rented out, with signs or lights hanging on the windows, beauty salons, chess and card houses, health halls, and all kinds of xx education that were very confusing at first sight...

Jiang Yuduo turned into a corridor, and Chen Qing and the two followers stopped.

"Come on." Jiang Yu took back his head and Cheng Ke turned his head.

Cheng Ke looked at both sides and walked into the corridor.

To be honest, although this environment is very down-to-earth, it is generally not dirty or messy, and does not look like a place where a murder occurs.

Jiang Yuduo opened the door on the first floor.

Cheng Ke looked in. The most ordinary houses of ordinary people have no design decoration. They have a big white background and are covered with floor tiles, and tables, chairs, sofas and tables, chairs, and sofas have the same temperament as they are thousands of miles apart.

But it looked very neat, and Cheng Ke even smelled the faint fragrance of flowers.

"Come in." Jiang Yuduo held the door.

Cheng Ke walked in and looked at the structure of the house again. The two-bedroom apartment and the bedroom door was open. You could see a very small backyard there.

"It's not bad," he couldn't help but say, "There is still a yard in this area."

"Do you want to see?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

"Okay." Cheng Ke nodded.

Jiang Yuduo led him to the backyard.

It is a very small yard, which is about ten square meters. The wall is very high and you can't see what is outside. There are a circle of unknown plants planted beside the wall. At this moment, the leaves have fallen, and it looks a little depressed.

While watching, something touched the corner of my pants.

Mouse!

This magical first reaction made Cheng Ke jump up instantly.

But before the raised right leg fell to the ground, Jiang Yushu's stretched out legs were put in the air.

"My cat," Jiang Yuduo looked at him, "If you step on it, you will die."

Cheng Ke looked down and a kitten as big as a palm was walking past his feet, swaying down the steps and into the yard.

It was when he saw this cat that Cheng Ke suddenly remembered his true relationship with Jiang Yuduo and the magical reason why he came here.

Even in the second second, he felt a stinging sensation on his waist.

Under such circumstances, he was standing here with Jiang Yuduo and watching the yard?

Jiang Yuduo didn't know if he had the same mental journey as him. He kept silent for a few seconds before turning around and entering the room.

"Tell me." Jiang Yutuo returned to the living room, sat on the sofa, and put his arms on the backrest.

Cheng Ke stood in the middle of the living room, experiencing his natural "third brother" temperament.

"What did you say?" Cheng Ke asked.

"Tell me why you are here." Jiang Yuduo said.

"It's time to pick up trash," said Cheng Ke.

Jiang Yuduo didn't say anything, turned his head and looked at him.

"San brother," Cheng Ke hugged his feet over the chair next to him. In order to facilitate communication, he used this title to show respect. "To be honest, it's not that I'm coming, I'm passing by. If you force me to leave, I just want to borrow a mobile phone. If you borrow it, you borrow it. If you don't borrow it, don't borrow it. Which one is the game?"

"Where did you go to your phone?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

"I threw it away and didn't bring it out." Cheng Ke said.

"Oh," Jiang Yuduo sneered, "Why don't you go home and get it?"

"I don't have money to take a taxi." Cheng Ke replied.

"A hundred yuan is not enough for you to take a taxi home?" Jiang Yuduo continued to ask.

"It's all used up." Cheng Ke said.

Jiang Yuduo didn't speak.

"One hundred yuan," Cheng Ke raised a finger, "Not one thousand yuan."

"You're only one hundred yuan on you, and you won't take a taxi right away?" Jiang Yuduo suddenly jumped up from the sofa, teleported to him, and supported his arm on the wall behind him, and his nose tip was about to hit his face.

Cheng Ke leaned back and distanced himself from Jiang Yuduo's nose.

However, behind him was the back of the chair, so he couldn't get much distance. He could only look at him, but he saw a long scar in Jiang Yuduo's collar extending from his collarbone toward nowhere.

He frowned.

"If you have no money, you can't take a taxi home first and then give it to the driver?" Jiang Yuduo stared at him and continued to ask.

Cheng Ke looked up at him.

These two days are really like dreaming. It would be fine if you don’t have a place to stay for a while, but for some reason you even encountered such a thing.

Until now, when Cheng Ke saw Jiang Yuduo approaching him and questioning, he finally slowly woke up from the pile of inexplicable questions.

"Say!" Jiang Yuduo yelled in his ear, "Who asked you to come!"

Cheng Ke felt his heart run around by the sudden shout. If he hadn't closed his mouth, he would have probably jumped out of his mouth.

Without thinking, he raised his elbow and pressed it hard on Jiang Yutu's ribs.

When Jiang Yuduo was arching down due to pain, his elbow suddenly lifted Jiang Yuduo's chin again.

"...Fuck." Jiang Yuduo took two steps back and fell on the sofa with his chin and his ribs.

Cheng Ke rushed over and grabbed his shoulder and pressed it on the sofa, bent his knees and pushed it between his legs.

"If you dare to move, I will blow up your egg!" Cheng Ke pointed at him.

"If you don't let go of me within three seconds," Jiang Yuduo looked at him, "you don't think about going out of this door again."

"One, two, three." Cheng Ke said.

Jiang Yuduo looked at him, lowered his eyelids and looked at the crotch that was pressed by his knees: "If I don't take it away, I'll be hard."

"What did you say?" Cheng Ke was shocked.

"One, two, three." Jiang Yuduo said and pushed his hips.

"Fuck|Your uncle!" Cheng Ke let out his hands and jumped away several steps.

Jiang Yuduo smiled, sat up, slowly lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth: "It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it, you can just walk and use your phone."

Cheng Ke stared at him.

"In the future, when you are close to your target, be a little more concerned and find a less obvious reason," said Jiang Yuduo. "If you ask me to catch you next time, you won't be so lucky."

Cheng Ke strongly suspected that Jiang Yuduo was speaking some foreign language, and he didn't understand a word.

"Do you use your phone?" Jiang Yuduo took out his phone and shook it, put it on the coffee table.

Cheng Ke understood this sentence and refused decisively: "No."

"Look," Jiang Yuduo raised a smile on his lips, "I asked me to come over before, and I wanted to borrow a mobile phone. Now I have taken out the mobile phone for you, and you said you don't need it anymore. In less than twenty minutes, the words will not match."

Cheng Ke was shocked again.

After three seconds of shock, he went over and picked up the phone on the coffee table.

Jiang Yuduo's phone did not need to be unlocked, so he opened it after a few strokes. He quickly found WeChat and found that although the phone did not need to be unlocked, WeChat was logged out. He breathed a sigh of relief. If he could enter directly, he was still afraid that his brain would not wrinkle for a while before he would peek at it.

He chose sound lock verification in the login verification.

We need to verify your voice, please hold down the button and read the number below.

Cheng Ke was glad that he had no cold or inflammation today, although this verification method looked a bit awkward... He pressed the button and cleared his throat: "July 4129658."

Jiang Yu pao pao pao, with a smile in his voice.

There were several messages on WeChat, but he didn't bother to look closely. He quickly clicked on Liu Tiancheng's dialog box, and didn't bother to type, so he directly sent a voice request.

But until it automatically hangs up, Liu Tiancheng didn't answer.

Cheng Ke frowned, and Yu Guangli Jiang Yuduo leaned on the sofa with interest and looked at him, which made him very upset.

He is not a person who wants to be particularly respectful, but he is unacceptable to being so embarrassed.

He clicked Xu Ding's dialog box again, and Xu Ding left him a message yesterday.

-wave?
To be continued...