These Dangerous Girls Placed Me Into Jeopardy - Volume 3 - Chapter 80

Chapter 80

I moved the sofa to the window . Like An Jun Cheng who was drinking downstairs, I poured myself a glass of tequila and began to drink .

At this moment, some vibrations came from my trouser pocket-my phone was ringing .

“At this time, who is that . . . ?”

It was a call shown as unknown number . Although I didn’t want to answer an unknown call, in the end I somehow picked it up .

[Yo, aren’t you looking for me?]

When I heard this voice, my whole body bounced up and then I stared tightly downstairs .

He was not facing me, but was talking on the phone .

This guy……

“Am I… looking for you… everywhere?”

[Yes, didn’t you send those people to look for me and my sister near my house?]

“I don’t understand what you are talking about? Do you get a wrong number?”

[Still pretending? Forget it . Anyway, I’m right below, so come directly to me if you are up to something . ]

“ . . . ”

[But seeing you guys having such fun playing ghost hunting, I also want to participate in . ]

“… What?”

[But this time, it’s our turn to be the ghost . Don’t get caught by me . . . Otherwise, you will die miserably . ]

Click ——

The phone was just hung up .

I saw him put the phone into his pocket and chug the glass of brandy . Then he turned around and looked straight at me .

No, no, he still wasn’t looking at me . . . What was he looking at? The top of my head? Was he looking at the Omen Star of Death?

Suddenly I felt suffocation in my chest which couldn’t be dissipated . I hammered the glass fiercely and shouted with gritted teeth .

“An Jun Cheng!!!”

It didn’t matter . There were a lot of people here . No matter how powerful he was, he would definitely cause chaos if he attacked .

Let those idiots be the baits . I would just hide in the crowd and approach him stealthily . . . In this respect, I was really “experienced” .

After finishing the glass of tequila, I flung it to the ground, rubbed the corner of my mouth with my sleeve rudely and walked out of the private room gloomily .

I must kill you in person . . . and make you a corpse!

Going down to the aisle on the first floor, I found that those idiots had not gone over to him yet, so I hid myself behind the corner to observe quietly .

“Tsk, why are there so many people? He couldn’t have run away, could he?!”

“Found you guys . ”

A little girl squeezed out of the crowd and stood alone in the aisle . She then took off the hood from her head .

Snow-white hair, red eyes . . .

My heart jumped suddenly . How could it be possible! Was there actually such a thing? This little girl . . . This little girl was actually my “kind”!

The murderous feeling on her was no less than mine, but even more intense . How many people had she killed anyway . . . !

Monster, she was not human . She was a homicidal maniac… No, homicidal ghost?

“What? Little girl, do not stand in the way . Be careful lest we get you into the alley! Heeheehee . ”

Ignorant moron! Hood rashly approached the monster like that .

“First kill . ”

The little white-haired girl unzipped her coat and then drew out a dagger .

“Huh? Even holding a knife? Are you role-playing? This kind of thing is too dangerous . Give it to me . ”

Beard fixed his eyes on the white-haired little girl and his eyes widened . Then he said in disbelief .

“Eh? White hair and red eyes, wearing a hoodie, holding a dagger . . . You, you can’t be . . . !”

What? Did he know who she was?

“Do you have to make such a fuss? Isn’t she just a pupil? What if she is holding a knife?”

“Stop it! Don’t approach her! She, she is . . . !”

Beard reached out to stop the idiot, but it was too late .

“Huh? What’s the matter? By the way, the dagger . . . what happened to it? Uh . . . Puff . . . What . . . ”

The dagger in her hand had long been pierced into Hood’s neck, and the blood in his arteries shot out and splashed on the wall, as if she was using blood to paint on the wall . . . It was the art of blood .

And that “paint bottle” rolled his eyes and ‘knocked over’ to the ground with a plop .

“First kill . ”

Sentencing like Azrael . In her eyes, they were already dead .

Was she An Jun Cheng’s “trump card” so that he dared to rise up to any risks?

A super powerful “trump card” enabling him to shift from the hunted prey to a predator .

Indeed, excellent .

So excellent that I couldn’t help but ask myself .

Had I provoked an extraordinarily horrible monster?