(Third update, I didn’t buy a cake today, and I didn’t ask anyone to go out, so I quietly cooked a few eggs to celebrate my birthday. It’s very quiet and well-behaved. I’m coding seriously.)

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I slept until about seven o'clock in the evening.

When Zhao Futu woke up, the sky had darkened. He stretched out his muscles and then walked into the kitchen to cook himself a bowl of noodles and fry some poached eggs. But at this time, there was a sudden sound.

When the phone rang, Zhao Futu took out his cell phone from his pocket and looked at it. What was displayed on it was Aunt Lan's phone number.

"Hello? Aunt Lan?" Zhao Futu put the noodles into the boiling water and said with a smile: "Is there anything I can do for you?"

"Little Pagoda...um..." Aunt Lan let out a confused sigh, then took a breath and said: "I...I'm at the Hyatt Regency Hotel!...Come here quickly!...I can't hold it any longer.

!…”

Zhao Futu's cell phone suddenly dropped, but he immediately leaned over to catch it before it hit the ground with unusual agility.

"Crack!"

When he caught the phone, perhaps affected by his emotions, he unconsciously exerted too much force. He caught the phone, but he crushed the screen. At this moment, he exuded a cold aura, which condensed into a

There was an emotionless killing intent, a feeling he had not experienced in a long time, because he knew that he wanted to kill someone!

Zhao Futu walked out of the room expressionlessly, and then jumped directly from the third floor.

--"bump!"

With a dull sound of landing, he slowly stood up, and then his figure rushed out of the community like a ghost, crossed the road, ran through the red light, and quickly approached the east of the city center! He was at the Hyatt Regency Hotel

He knows where it is, it's about ten minutes away from here. If he crosses it in a straight line, he should be able to get there within five minutes!

People may not actually be afraid of death.

In fact, many of us have had the urge to commit suicide when we were lost or desperate. This is an innate instinct of human beings, so in order to survive, it may be the greatest source of motivation for people, but it may also be overwhelming.

The last straw of hope.

People live to die one day.

Even a Taoist like Zhao Futu knows that at most he can only live a little longer than others. When the prosperity comes to an end, he will eventually have to face death.

Therefore, he is actually not afraid of death, but he is not afraid of death either!

But in life, there are actually many things that are more precious than life. Money and material things corrode our souls. When we lose our faith, our fear of death becomes more and more intense!

Zhao Futu has always had a bottom line in his heart, which is higher than his life. He was once his mother, and now he is Aunt Lan.

His only relative in this world!

Now someone has touched the last bottom line in his heart. This is more unacceptable to him than someone pointing a gun at his head! He felt a murderous intention almost instantly, and the coldness seemed to mean that he wanted to kill someone.

A killing ** that wants to tear people into pieces! He was like a robot at the moment. The one who seized the opportunity to kill the alpha wolf seemed to have appeared again.

He leaped over the walls of one community after another, the evening darkness concealed his figure, and he moved forward quickly like a ghost.

He is very fast!

He was crossing one community street after another at a speed of almost 60 yards. Time and time again he was about to collide with someone, or he was about to hit a wall because he was going too fast, and there were even people running by him.

When approaching a vehicle, he always predicts it in advance as if there are countless eyes around him, and then instinctively avoids it like a conditioned reflex, and then disappears without a trace!

From time to time, frightened car owners stepped on the emergency brakes on the street, and several rear-end collisions occurred. However, by the time they jumped out of their cars and cursed loudly, Zhao Futu had long since disappeared.

………………

"Sir! May I ask if you have..." A waiter guarding the door of the hotel stretched out his hand to stop Zhao Futu who was about to rush in.

This is a relatively high-end hotel. When the waiter saw Zhao Futu looking disheveled, he immediately wanted to stop him. Zhao Futu, who had just woken up, was disheveled and did not look like a successful person.

, not like people who can enter this kind of hotel to spend money. Instead, they look like a sexy girlfriend who was seduced by a rich and handsome man and wants to rush in.

However, he didn't wait for him to finish speaking!

Zhao Futu had already lifted him up, and without any intention of talking nonsense to him, he directly lifted him and pushed open the door of the hotel.

"I'm looking for someone!"

Zhao Futu casually placed him on the two-meter-high counter. Under the frightened and dazed look of the little girl at the front desk, he quickly disappeared into the elevator.

The net of perception is all open!

Relying on his familiarity and induction in the past, Zhao Futu quickly locked the location of Aunt Lan. On the left side of the fifth floor, he once placed his own perception mark on Aunt Lan's body. This is a very special ability and it is difficult to find it.

Use language to describe it. However, an example can be used to illustrate it, that is, when other people enter his room, even if he is asleep, no matter how small the movement is, he will wake up immediately, but if Aunt Lan enters his room, he will wake up immediately.

In the room, even if Aunt Lan is tidying up the room, cleaning, handling pots and pans, etc., he can sleep until he wakes up naturally.

Such a weird ability!

Zhao Futu stepped into the fifth floor. There were private rooms here. Aunt Lan's position was in the front corner. Zhao Futu walked in and saw that it was a women's toilet. Without thinking, he opened the door and walked in.

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As soon as he entered the women's restroom, he saw Aunt Lan sitting on the toilet without a flip lid, looking languid. A strange flush appeared on her face, and there was an unnatural flirtatious look in her eyes. She

Her whole body felt weak, and half of her body was leaning on the wooden board, as if she had drank too much! The phone fell on the ground, and she tried hard to open her eyes. It was not until Zhao Futu's figure appeared in front of her that she revealed

He smiled reassuringly and murmured: "Little Pagoda...you are finally here..."

After saying that, she weakly leaned forward.

Zhao Futu rushed forward and helped the shaky Aunt Lan. There was a slight smell of alcohol in her mouth, but at this moment, Zhao Futu's murderous intention became more and more intense!

Aunt Lan has a good drinking capacity, but she never drinks more than three drinks with outsiders.

Someone drugged!!!

——Crack!

The marble floor was crushed by his steps. He took a deep breath, slowly picked up Aunt Lan, and then walked out like a leopard ready to hunt.
Chapter completed!