"Ah Yeh!"

The fat mouse sneezes heavily, which scared Jiang Ming so much that he shook violently, thinking that he would cast another spell.

"You go downstairs, there is a car waiting for you at the door. Don't scream after getting in. I will teach you what to do," the fat mouse turned his face and glanced at Jiang Ming with a sly look.

"You... teach me?" Jiang Ming looked at it incredibly.

The fat mouse did not speak, but instead rushed to Jiang Ming's vicious eyes, which scared Jiang Ming to tremble all over again.

"Cough!" The fat mouse coughed, and with a crisp "click", the lock of the iron cage opened and the small door slowly opened.

"Don't talk so much nonsense! I will sue you what you should say, but you shouldn't ask. One word is just too much!" The fat mouse bared his teeth at Jiang Ming again.

Jiang Ming didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, so he crawled out of the iron door and retreated timidly and restrainedly.

"Go away! Humph!" the fat mouse roared.

The severe pain that ruined the world came again, and Jiang Ming rolled down from the table in pain.

"Ha! Get out of here! Don't tell Momo, I will punish you if I waste time!" The fat mouse roared on the table.

The pain then eased, and the humming and ha sounds in the fat mouse's mouth were like a life and death talisman. It could make him die in an instant!

Jiang Ming walked out of the house timidly and did not dare to procrastinate and came to the corridor on the second floor.

But the villa environment in front of me was very different from what I saw last night. Although it was carved railings, oil paintings, chandeliers, and tassels, and the pattern was the same, but... the situation was similar to that in the cottage, as if it had been old for a hundred years. The house was full of gray spider webs, messy graffiti, and unknown filth was piled up in the corners of the corridor, such as dirty clothes or rags, all covered with mold.

What made him even more incredible was that in the corridor on the second floor, he saw many plastic models looking down at the base of the wall of the lobby on the first floor, which were the fitting models in the women's clothing counters in shopping malls!

What do these models do? Jiang Ming murmured in his heart, but when he saw that those models were dirty and had yellow marks, he didn't know what they were...

After going downstairs, he subconsciously glanced at the bathroom that brought him endless "temptation" and fear last night. I was afraid of getting furious. Who is Lin Bingping? Could it be that big mouse just now? But the size difference is too big!

He looked at the wall again and couldn't help but lose his soul. But he saw that the so-called dance masks on the wall were all made of dirt and dirty marks... abstract human faces!

The human faces were graffitied and ferocious, like evil ghosts in hell, making Jiang Ming creepy!

He ran towards the villa gate as if he was running away. There was a gap and he suddenly crawled out. Jiang Ming's heart was beating wildly, and his chest was hurt! Hell! Hell! Those faces were too abstract and they didn't recognize them at the beginning!

The scene outside the door has returned to the normal world, with bright sunshine, chirping birds, golden autumn leaves, and luxury cars parked in front of the villa...

The air outside was so clear, with a slight coolness mixed with the fragrance of plants and trees. It should be almost noon now. Jiang Minglian took a few deep breaths and then calmed down. He didn't dare to look back, and the door of the villa behind him seemed to the entrance to hell!

He thought of escaping, but on his neck... At this time, Tesla off-road, which was parked in front of the villa, slowly stretched out the back door, and the sound of the fat mouse came from the bell: "Get in!"

Damn! Jiang Ming's heart suddenly thrust, and he didn't dare to disobey the mouse's orders. He quickly ran down the steps and slipped into the back of the car.

This... is shaking monitoring at any time. The fat mouse is still in the villa, but the command is like a ghost possessed. The environment in the car is normal. Jiang Ming has no time to pay attention to the luxurious and luxurious console, but the person who drives... is Mr. Wu's driver, Xiao Wei.

The electric off-road started quietly and slowly drove out of the Nanshan villa area. Jiang Ming was confused. It was no longer enough to describe the confusion at this time. Xiao Wei... is also in the same group as Fat Mouse and Lin Bingping. What about Mr. Wu? What about our company?

What kind of undercurrents are hidden under the calm daily life? Jiang Ming dared not think about it, nor could he think of it. He could only follow the fate and could not predict the next step...

More than an hour later, the car stopped at the entrance of a community outside the Fifth Ring Road. The car door opened and an instruction came from the bell to make Jiang Ming jump.

After getting off the bus, the luxurious Tesla left, leaving only Jiang Ming, looking helplessly at the passing vehicles and pedestrians.

"Building No. 3, Building 2, Room 102 in the basement, go!" Fat mouse directed neatly.

He was shocked and Jiang Ming followed the instructions of the fat mouse as he was like a puppet and walked forward with a cat step.

Building 3... Building 2, he circled around and locked the position. Looking at the tall digital lock building door, Jiang Ming blinked helplessly, thinking that he didn't know the password of the building door. If he wanted to go in, he could only wait for someone to come out.

"Ahem!" The fat mouse coughed from the bell. What was shocking was that the building door... actually opened suddenly!

Oh my God! Jiang Ming couldn't believe his eyes. This... this fat mouse was so scary. With a light cough, the door of the building could open? Thinking of his previous effort to use the key to open the door, this... this is illogical! How did it open?

The iron cage that was locked in me before was locked tightly, and the rat was forced to open it all at once. It... is such a monster!

Not daring to waste time, Jiang Ming quickly rushed into the corridor and came to the iron gate of the basement 102. He used the same trick again and Jiang Ming entered the living room of the basement.

It can be seen that the layout here is quite similar to the semi-basement where I live. There is one room in three or four families, and I rent it together. There is a sofa, TV, and toilet in the living room, and a public washing machine inside.

"The door on the left," said the fat mouse.

Jiang Ming approached step by step with some nervousness, and came to the door and heard the sound of a woman calling from inside.

"Mom, I'm pretty good, don't worry about me."

"Yeah, don't worry, how is my dad's illness?"

“I can go home early this year…”

Jiang Ming's heart trembled. This... Isn't this the voice of Xiaoli of the Executive Department? She was fired this time when she layoffs, and the little girl was very nice, optimistic and sunny. She always showed a little tiger's teeth when she smiled. She was very cute. Once upon a time, Jiang Ming wanted to chase her.

What did Fat Mouse send him to Xiaoli for?

"Listen! I read a sentence, you read it wrongly, you know the consequences!" The fat mouse said intimidated. Jiang Ming was frightened and his hair trembled all over his body. He thought of the severe pain that ruined the world and his nerves were extremely nervous.

"Abrick, Sara Sara, Tulu Guru, Ula Ula..." The fat mouse read.

Jiang Ming's brain buzzed, this...what the hell is? The more nervous the brain becomes, the more messy it is. His tongue is knotted, and he can't read a sentence for a long time.

"Ah...bu..." He stuttered and learned a sentence, but immediately forgot what was below. This was completely a foreign language and could not be learned at all!

With a "buzz", the biting pain came like a tsunami. Jiang Ming felt that his brain marrow was torn open. When he was a child, he ate popsicle and ate it urgently. Nao Ren'er's nerves would hurt. Now his feeling is that kind of pain has been added ten thousand times!

With different severe pain and the same torture, Jiang Ming felt countless ice needles piercing his brain. What made him even more painful was that his throat was tightened tightly and he could not make any sound, so he could only dyingly.

"Silly pig! I'll read it again. If you're useless, I'll eat you! I won't give you a chance!" The fat mouse had obviously had murderous aura in his tone.

Jiang Ming gradually recovered from the severe pain and said in a panting manner: "No more..."

“Abrick, Sara Sara…”

"Abrick, Sara Sara," Jiang Ming read it seriously, not daring to be careless anymore. This fat mouse is as terrible as the Japanese devils, with no human nature at all. Damn... still talk about human nature? It is not human!

"Mom, I have something to do, so I won't talk to you anymore," Xiaoli's voice seemed very sleepy in the room. Then she heard the sound of moving the bench, and there was no sound again.

"Cough cough!" The fat mouse coughed, and Xiaoli's door creaked and opened...

Jiang Ming was tortured by severe pain and nervousness at this time, and his body was covered in sweat, as if he had been taken out of a water tank. He moved his steps with great eyes and walked into Xiaoli's room against the door.

A fresh scent of girls wafted over. Xiaoli's room was very neat. Although it was a basement, it was cleaned spotlessly and was clean everywhere.

Jiang Ming looked at Xiaoli, wearing a pink robe and pajamas with Winnie Bear, lying on the bed, and she had already fallen asleep. She seemed extremely tired and was still snoring slightly.

For some reason, when Jiang Ming saw this scene, he felt a sense of pity. He was both a man who fell into the world. Xiaoli was unemployed and could not find a job, so she could only stay at home. It was noon and she had no intention of getting up yet. She must be sad and negative...

"Don't stand there, jump onto the pillow and lick her eyes," the fat mouse instructed.

"Why do you need to lick your eyes?" Jiang Ming was puzzled.

"This is the first time you talk a lot of nonsense, and I hope it is the last time. If there is another time, you will die even less!" said the fat mouse fiercely.

Jiang Ming didn't dare to ask again, but the strong sense of guilt and anxiety in his heart came over like a dark cloud. The thief mouse made him lick Xiaoli's eyes and must have done nothing good! What exactly is it going to do?
Chapter completed!