The Ghostbuster and the Almighty Man

Hearing this, Wei Yan blinked: "I mean to go back to the room, not to go back, I will almost get up again."

Zheng Quzhi:? ? ?

Until he returned to the room, Zheng Quzhi didn't realize what was going on. It’s easy to go back to the room, how smooth and smooth it is, why can’t it go out?

If I remember correctly, isn't Wei Yan a big man?

Watching Wei Yan throwing people into the corner, Zheng Quzhi shrank in a familiar corner, pursing his lips without saying a word. I thought that Wei Yan would sleep next to him as he did several times before, but he didn't expect the man to find a corner and lay down with his back to him.

The person who usually lays like a dead body is facing away from him now?

With his face completely dark, Zheng Quzhi carefully glanced at the other sleeping people, and when they saw that they were asleep quite well, he let go and shouted, "Wei Yan, if you are dissatisfied with me, just tell me, don’t give me a chirp Engage in the cold war!"

As soon as the voice fell, I saw Wei Yan turning back and giving him a cool glance: "I am dissatisfied with you."

Zheng Quzhi: "..."

The air stagnated for a long time before Zheng Quzhi found his voice: "Okay, then you say, what are you dissatisfied with me?"

Wei Yan fixedly looked at Zheng Quzhi for a long time, then retracted his gaze: "The smell on you is very annoying."

taste?

Zheng Quzhi lifted up his clothes and sniffed, it was a bit sweaty, yes, but not so disgusting, right? Thinking of Wei Yan's obsession with cleanliness one after another, Zheng Quzhi pursed his mouth and lay down and stopped talking.

***

At 2:30 in the morning, the alarm sounded sharply again.

Zheng Qu Zhilao opened his eyes and tilted his head to look in Wei Yan's direction. Wei Yan had already sat up, his face dull as before, rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand.

"When did you guys come back?" The third little fat man who woke up looked at Zheng Quzhi in surprise.

"Oh, last night." Zheng Quzhi got up from the ground, stood in front of Wei Yan and pulled his hand away, his tone was not very good: "Are you still young? I don't know if you can get bacteria by rubbing your eyes with dirty hands?"

"Sneez—" The little fat man glanced at them and said mockingly: "As far as we are now, do you still care about bacteria or bacteria? It would be nice to be able to get out alive!"

After that, he kicked Gong Qiu who was still lying on the ground: "Wake up, get up!"

A thin layer of scab had formed on Gong Qiu's head, which looked particularly terrifying. Seeing that he hadn't reacted yet, Zheng Quzhi knelt down and reached out and touched his face. After touching the hot spot, Zheng Quzhi was shocked.

Have a fever?

"He is sick." Zheng Quzhi raised his head to look at the tall man who rushed in with the whip and waved wildly: "I'm unconscious."

The man lowered his head and glared at Gong Qiu impatiently, and swiped his whip over: "I'm sick, I'm a shit! It all comes out! Even if I'm dying, I have to work for Laozi!"

The whip almost hit Gong Qiu, Zheng Quzhi's face became ugly, and he could only stand up Gong Qiu.

The escape plan had to be accelerated.

He and Wei Yan, who is no different from a sick cat now, obviously couldn't escape, otherwise they would have already gone out last night. Although he didn't know why Wei Yan could make those people forget about the three of them yesterday but couldn't escape, he didn't doubt Wei Yan.

If Wei Yan didn't come to help herself, then he wouldn't come in either, nor was he idle and bored.

Now Gong Qiu is still ill, and the difficulty of escape has deepened.

Yu Guangzhong caught a glimpse of No. 196, and Zheng Quzhi had a chill in his eyes. He was really an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf. He had helped her several times, but he didn't expect that she was the one who betrayed her.

It's chilling.

"Isn't this number 199? What's the matter! Why are you still supporting someone?" The dean came over at some unknown time, looking at Zheng Quzhi with a smile on his face.

Zheng Quzhi smiled: "President, he is sick and has no energy!"

After speaking, he quickly concealed the flash of inquiry in his eyes. The man in black was too suspicious last night. He hadn't seen the man in black for so many days here, but how could the man in black share a room with him?

The only explanation is that the dean knew him, and the dean sent himself to that person. Thinking of the Dean's different attitude towards himself and others, Zheng Quzhi felt a little nervous in his heart.

"If you are sick, go to rest! Put him next to him!" The dean smiled, his eyes gleaming.

On the contrary, he was so easy to talk that Zheng Quzhi was wary. He gritted his teeth and screwed Gong Qiu severely. Fortunately, Gong Qiu was very angry and opened his eyes in a daze.

"President, he is fine, he doesn't need to rest anymore." Zheng Quzhi straightened Gong Qiu and said sincerely.

The dean didn't get too entangled, just glanced at Gong Qiu and left. Zheng Quzhi breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Gong Qiu cautiously. When he came back last night, he glanced at Gong Qiu, there were a lot of ambiguous marks on Gong Qiu, what happened was self-evident, but he didn't know what Gong Qiu thought.

Maybe you can't commit suicide or something?

"Let's see what your grandpa is doing!" Gong Qiu looked up gloomily, his eyes were a little red, and he stared at Zheng Quzhi fiercely.

Zheng Quzhi withdrew his gaze and sighed. Sure enough, he thinks too much. A lion-like person like Gong Qiu shouldn't be so fragile to find a living, right?

Standing in the same place, Gong Qiu lowered his head, concealed the surging hatred in his eyes, thinking of the insult he received yesterday, Gong Qiu trembled angrily. He must make people here be punished! must! ! !

Today, everyone is not assigned to work together like a few days ago. I don’t know what to take from one to the 100th. The others are all in the big square, each with their hands behind their heads, and they start around the big square. leapfrog.

A hundred people formed a circle with some spacing apart, and everyone jumped neatly. Those in the front would be punished, and those in the back would also be punished.

Zheng Quzhi separated from Wei Yan and Gong Qiu. The people in front and behind were all strange faces. They just jumped for a half circle, and most of them complained endlessly. It is a pity that the supervising person will not let them go because they are tired. As long as they make a noise or touch someone, they will be kicked or lashed on the back.

Gong Qiu fainted when he finished a lap, and within a few seconds, several people came and carried him away, not knowing where to carry him.

Zheng Quzhi was anxious and couldn't move around. He had to leapfrog around in a circle, and he was instantly dead. God knows how this illusion is all about suffering, beating and scolding, it's not as good as a haunted house!

This picture, even if you wake up, you have to lie down in the hospital for a few days, right?

"No. 199..." someone behind him suddenly shouted in a low voice.

As soon as Zheng Quzhi lost his mind, he suddenly ran into the person in front of him, and within a few seconds he felt a pain on his back. His clothes were instantly ripped apart by the whip, revealing the torn skin inside.