Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

About a decade ago.

There was no Taiping Commercial Street, and there was no Taiping Summer.

Then the government had to build a business circle in this part of the country, and the demolition started.

The vast majority of people are willing to demolish, split a lot of money, and split the house. Who wouldn't?

Long-haired girls have probably been in the psychic forum for a long time, telling the story of the ball comes from a three-point yin, which has caused several people to get goosebumps.

“But there are people who really don't want to. There's an old man who runs an early shop who won't move anyway. But how can a man's power rival a construction team? ”

After more than a month of stalemate, the old man eventually watched himself run a decades-old shop down.

That night, he climbed to the seventh floor of the unfinished building and jumped.

Turns out, the old man, his son left more than 10 years ago, and his wife left a few years ago.

He was alone, and the only thing left was the store his son had paid him to buy.

He's not bad money, and he's busy in this breakfast shop every day, as if he's back to spending time with his wife in the early years.

The breakfast shop is gone, and so is his only remaining thought.

Naturally, you can't live.

Cheng Ziqi all showed their unbearable faces.

But the story is not over.

Short-haired girls then said, "The place where the old man jumped is where this alley is now. Strange things have been happening here ever since. ”

Her voice became weird: “For example, residents on the left side of the alley sometimes hear something crashing into the ground at night, and sometimes people walking at night get stuck in the alley and can't get out...”

Short-haired girls didn't find out, and six of the seven people who listened to her tell the story turned pale.

When she finished, she was surprised to see how many people Cheng Zi looked.

She was surprised, “Really? This story isn't that scary. Are you scared like this? ”

Shenghai didn't feel much, but he looked at several of his classmates and thought to himself, that's a coincidence, it actually matched.

Are these two girls the kindergarten they hired?

Cheng Zi returned to God, his face hasn't eased yet. He looked at the two girls: “You guys, stop going to that place, really. A few of us walked out there last night. ”

“Really?” two girls shocked, hurrying to ask, “What do you say? Anything unusual? ”

Smell Hua wipe his face, want to laugh but can't laugh: “Unusual, big one! A few of us just ran into what you just said. ”

He told me about last night's experience, and he shook himself first.

The two girls looked at each other, Nana said: “This can't be such a coincidence..."

They said they were editors of the Terror Forum, and they seemed very interested in it, but in fact, they didn't believe it, and they never met it.

- Bullshit, I've met him. How dare you kill him?

The short-haired girl suddenly asked, "What did you say you met the old man in the alley? ”

Cheng Zi approximated, 60 or 70 years old, wearing a white vest, compromise, carrying a snake leather bag.

When I heard him, the two girls' faces changed.

The long-haired girl took out her phone and clicked on it several times. She handed Cheng a page and said: "Is that so? ”

——

4 more.

I'm a little scared.

It's almost twelve o'clock. I won't write it tonight. I'll write it tomorrow during the day. Try to get more.

Good night. Good night.