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Chapter 1133 Angels and Demons (17)

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    By the time of one or two o'clock in the morning, the customers on the food stalls here are almost gone.

    At the table surnamed Qi, there were several refills in the middle of the meal, and now the table is in a mess, with overlapping leftover plates, and there are empty wine bottles under the table.  When you touch it, it is the sound of "clang, clang, clang".

    Seeing that it was getting late, all of them wanted to say goodbye and go back to their respective homes.

    Several people usually have a good relationship, and often get together to drink.

    It's late at night, the place I'm looking for is also close to my home, and all the old men don't feel anything to be afraid of.

    After walking for a while, they said their goodbyes and headed towards their own homes.

    Qi Guolin staggered to the alley near his home. He was so drunk that his eyes were blurred and his thinking was not very clear.

    As soon as he reached the entrance of the alley, he accidentally kicked on the trash can half a person's height next to him, making a loud "boom".

    The bucket shook just like him, but it couldn't stand upright, and fell to the ground with a "clang".

    The garbage inside should have been cleaned up, not too much, and a little was poured out all at once, emitting a peculiar smell.

    Qi Guolin stretched out his hand in disgust and shook it in front of him, and was about to step over the rubbish and walk forward.

    It's just that after being drunk, I can't see the road clearly, everything looks like it has double shadows, and I can't walk steadily, just like a child who is just learning to walk.

    In this state, even walking on a flat road may cause a big somersault, let alone stride over it.

    He hit the wall next to the alley with a "bang".

    With a pain in his forehead, Qi Guolin was sober for a moment.

    This bit of sobriety was not enough for him to walk steadily, but he probably figured out where he was and what he was doing.

    He was not a good-tempered person in the first place, and it was the same at this time. He directly blamed the ground, the trash can and the wall.

    He cursed and kicked the trash can again, making a loud noise.

    ?Someone from the upstairs next door opened the window and took a look. He wanted to complain that the trash was made like that and it didn¡¯t look good, but when he saw that it was a drunk, he retracted his head again, too lazy to cause trouble.

    Qi Guolin kicked the trash can a little farther, and walked unsteadily into the alley again.

    Not long after walking out, footsteps came from the other side.

    very light.

    Like a cat.

    Getting closer to him little by little.

    This alley extends in all directions, and it is easy for unfamiliar people to get lost.

    That is to say, Qi Guolin and the others have lived here for a long time, and they have been familiar with the road for a long time, even if they are drunk, they can automatically identify the direction.

    At this moment, the alley also extends in several directions.

    After Qi Guolin walked in, the footsteps came from the other side, but they could approach from behind him.

    The footsteps were already very light, although in this quiet night, it was more obvious than in the daytime.

    But Qi Guolin drank like this, probably asked him what his name was, and couldn't even tell him clearly, how could he distinguish the footsteps other than him?

    He didn't notice it at all. He was still immersed in scolding the trash can for a while, and the swear words he uttered became worse and worse.

    After walking a few steps, he would kick the wall angrily, only to stop when he found that his foot hurt.

    When he didn't pay attention, the footsteps behind were getting closer and closer.

    Seeing that the exit on the other side is about to approach, it is even approaching the range illuminated by the street lights at the intersection over there.

    Suddenly there was a force on Qi Guolin's shoulder - a cold hand rested on his right shoulder.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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