Chapter 3159 Who am I? (56)
Outside the window, cold raindrops pattered down, falling on the smooth and translucent glass.
At one o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock, the rain started to fall.
The whole city was shrouded in haze, as gray as a faded oil painting.
As the sky gradually turned white, the half-snake that appeared in front of the window suddenly disappeared as if it sensed something.
The next second, the doorbell rang.
The doorbell rang, drowning out the faint sound of rain outside the window.
The words must be gentle and look back.
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The door opened and there was an uninvited guest.
Wen Ci looked outside the door and saw Lin Tingmu who came to the door without saying hello. He paused and said in an indifferent tone: "Is something wrong?"
There was no Yun Si beside him, he was the only one.
Since Yun Si is not here, Wen Ci naturally has no patience to put on a good face.
Lin Tingmu was dressed in white, with his hands in his pockets and long hands and feet. He stood in front of the door and said calmly: "Let's talk?"
As he spoke, his eyes seemed to sweep behind him and fall on his room vaguely—
At this moment, the room was very quiet and there was no one around.
Wen Ci looked at him indifferently, "What are you talking about?"
The man outside the door raised his chin slightly, his lips were bright red, and his pupils were dark, "Talk about what you are planning to do now."
A light sentence, but it hits the nail on the head.
Wen Ci’s hand tightened on the doorknob.
There was a huge wave of shock in his heart. He was a little shocked by the sharpness and alertness of the man in front of him.
Wen's words were nonchalant and cold: "I don't understand what you mean." Lin Tingmu smiled and said, "It doesn't matter whether you understand or not."
“In a word…”
He took a step forward, looked at him with extremely emotionless eyes, and said calmly, "Don't think about doing anything."
"If you do anything and hurt someone who shouldn't be hurt, I will kill you."
include…
His eyes fell on the room behind him.
Including—that dirty thing that I don’t know what it is.
He is threatening him, but also warning him, be direct and make his words clear.
Be gentle and silent, and respond with cold eyes.
The strong pressure exerted by the man in front of him was just a few words. Before he even did anything, the wound on his chest began to hurt again. There was a dull, intense pain.
More than just pain, the demonic energy in his body was being suppressed, pressing heavily on his muscles, bones, and meridians, as if it was going to crush him and eat him up.
He is a demon—and a demon can never defeat God.
He knew that the man in front of him was not lying, and he could indeed kill him if he wanted to.
That is a **** who has destroyed thousands of demons without staining a trace of dust. Even if he is incarnated in human form, he is an existence that no one can underestimate.
Wen Ci suppressed the demonic energy that was running rampant in his body and sneered: "What do you mean, do you think I will attack Si Si?"
“Isn’t it?”
He always has an extraordinarily sharp intuition, which is terrifyingly strong.
Wen Ci seemed to have heard a joke, "Why should I attack her? Who do you have to question me?"
“Sir, you seem to have made a mistake. I am her relative. Who are you?”
“…” Faced with his sarcasm, Lin Tingmu’s face was calm, without any trace of embarrassment or anger.
Calm, self-possessed, and unbelievably calm.
From beginning to end, he didn’t show any emotion at all, just plainly: “It’s not the best.”
“You are not, and the one inside is not, at best.”
(End of this chapter)