The Strongest Terror System

Shu Ya opened the curtains, but no sunlight came in.

The sky outside was gloomy, and I didn't know if it was a sign of imminent snow or if the smog was serious.

Xia Feng's phone was still temporarily unavailable, and the Internet was filled with news of a fire in a suburb.

This night, she was alone here without sleep.

It seems to be split into countless individuals, because there are too many thoughts.

But any news that can be reported is irrelevant or refined.

It's like the cause of the explosion and the fire, because someone did a miniature workshop over there.

How are her parents?

Is Xia Feng still alive?

It was a simple question, but she couldn't think of an answer at all.

It is said that emotions are rational killers, which has been clearly verified in her.

A very complicated emotion was spreading, and at the same time it made her collapse.

For her now, Xia Feng is not only the guarantee of her life, but also the hope of rescuing her parents and bringing down the white whale.

This is also the reason why she feels that she will be very panicked that Xia Fengfeng will never return.

As for whether there are other reasons?

She firmly denied it in her heart.

Pouring herself a cup of hot water, Shu Ya sat on the sofa in the living room, just holding the cup, staring blankly ahead.

It was an ordinary woman who had already cried for an unknown number of times.

But she didn't think so.

Because in these years, she has experienced more than once, falling from the heaven of hope to the **** of destruction in an instant.

Life is like a roller coaster with ups and downs, but not both good and bad.

It's either bad or very bad.

If Xia Feng really died, then it would not be a matter of whether her parents could survive, but her life had officially entered the countdown.

Maybe in a day or two, a killer will appear, and then use a vicious method that she can't imagine, torturing the traitors of her organization little by little.

But thinking about these things now, she was beyond her expectations, and she didn't have the slightest fear.

She was already dead the day she was taken away by Moby Dick.

All these years, it's just this skin sac wrapped in flesh and blood, and it's just lingering unwillingly.

With this thought in her heart, she picked up the phone subconsciously and called Xia Feng again:

"Sorry, the call you made is temporarily..."

Shu Ya smiled and put the phone down.

5 minutes later, she repeated like a mechanical repetition, picked up her mobile phone, and dialed Xia Feng's number again:

"I'm sorry, what you called..."

Picking up the phone over and over again, calling the same person's number again and again, and repeating the same disappointment.

In the blink of an eye, it was noon, and Shu Ya wanted to put on makeup for herself after washing up.

Maybe it was to cover up her haggardness at this time, or maybe it was to welcome something.

But she found that she didn't take the cosmetics, she should have forgotten it at home.

She was going to go back, but when she put on the shoes she changed her mind as if thinking of something.

The whole person was stunned again, Muna stood by the door, and then stood there for a while, never unlocking the door, and really took that step.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Shu Ya's car stopped at the gate of the community where she used to live.

She did not park the car in the underground parking lot, but drove directly to the door of the community.

The security came out of the hut, while Shu Ya opened the car door and got out.

"Beauty, you can't park here."

"I'll stop for a few minutes, go up and get something and come down. I'm a resident of Building C, 1201."

Shu Ya without makeup, although a little less coquettish and charming, but more clear like a girl.

The security guard couldn't match the beauty's gaze. He glanced at the time and felt that there might not be a property manager to check the post, so he nodded hesitantly and said:

"Okay, but you can hurry up."

"Thank you handsome guy."

Shu Ya smiled again, but just as she was about to leave, the security guard stopped her again:

"There seems to be a murder next door to your house. The police just left."

"Homicide case?"

"Yes."

The security guard seemed to deliberately want to argue with Shu Ya, and used this incident as a breakthrough for the two to talk further.

Shu Ya thought about it, and then stopped thinking about going up. After perfunctory the security guard, she drove away again.

This also made the security guard a bit baffled.

There are many coincidences in the world, but she doesn't believe that all coincidences are really just coincidences.

The existence of any thing actually has its inevitability.

This early morning was the night of the Ace of Spades, and as a result, someone died next door to her house, which also made her think that Xia Feng's previous guess was right, and the Ace of Spades might have turned into a ghost.

If this is the case, the biggest target of revenge is Xia Feng, and the other is him.

As for the two people who lived next to her, they undoubtedly died very innocently.

Although she is not a Celestial Master, but with her intelligence, it is naturally impossible not to pay attention and not learn some things that she can master.

Li Gui and this kind of thing are full of resentment, the more people they kill, the more powerful it will be, and the farther it will go.

This is also the reason why once he is entangled by Specter, even if he flees to the ends of the earth, he will be found.

Shu Ya is not afraid of death now, but she doesn't want to die at the hands of her most disgusting person.

Even if it has turned into a ghost.

Now, if she goes back, she will definitely be killed by the ghost of the Ace of Spades.

"In the end, do you still have to run for your life?"

Shu Ya murmured, looking at herself in the rearview mirror, her face full of helplessness.

After walking around on the street, she returned to the bottom of the dilapidated residential building, and then she stopped the car and walked upstairs with some heavy steps.

As a result, she just took out the key and wanted to open the door and go in, when she heard a sound in the room.

It's like the TV is ringing.

This also made her movements stiff, and subconsciously turned around and planned to go downstairs.

After a while, she thought of a possibility, and then took out her mobile phone and tried to call Xia Feng, but the phone was turned off.

It's off, not unplugged.

Based on what he knew about the organization, if the killer was waiting for her to return~www.wuxiahere.com~, it was impossible for him to make any noise.

If it is the ghost of the Ace of Spades, then naturally there will be no preference for watching TV.

Thinking of this, she plucked up the courage to unlock the door. As soon as she opened the door, she saw Xia Feng, who was wearing only a pair of underwear, watching TV with wet hair.

Laugh like an idiot.

Seeing Xia Feng, Shu Ya was stunned for a few seconds, then flew directly into the house, and then hugged Xia Feng.

This also made Xia Feng a little confused.

Shu Ya just hugged, let out a very weak sob, and said nothing.

"You don't have to make it look like you are parting from life and death, don't you think I'm back here?

Unfortunately, however, I was not able to bring back your parents.

Because your parents were killed by them long ago, the photos sent to you are just photos. "