Nightmare's Call

Chapter 647

"Sword, that's how you hold it."

On the cold street. A skinny boy in a long black dress, facing the empty space in front of the street.

"What? Not yet? "

His fingers moved gently, clenching and loosening. Then slowly step by step toward the front.

"Are you scared by the powerful sword of dark holy power crystal?"

He covered his face with one hand and looked up at the sky with an unimaginable smile.

"My sword! You can't stop it! "

As if he was holding something in his right hand, he cut it to the front.

Hoo

Breeze blowing, a sound of music garbage truck from his side, the driver with a cigarette Piao eye juvenile. Speechless shaking his head, driving a wag tail, with a piece of exhaust, far away.

When he was seen, the young man's cheek turned red rapidly and took back his posture like lightning.

Originally, I came out from the Internet bar, and I was ready to get nervous after staying up all night. Anyway, there was no one around. On a whim, I made a few moves.

result....

The boy rubbed his red and feverish face.

In the early morning of winter, there was a thin cold fog.

He put his hand in his pocket, shrunk his neck, and walked along the deserted street towards the school.

"It looks very energetic today, too."—— Sword net.

Drop of a, his eyes pop up a chat interface, above is he did not know where to pick up the mysterious chat, inside a chat friend.

The boy thought about it.

"Well, it's just a little awkward today."—— Invincible superman.

"Didn't you see the group asking about hope and purple time before? Red whale gave them some advice. Don't you come out and talk about it? "—— Sword net.

"I'll let it go. Now I'm closed to practice hard, hoping to break through the next level. It's good that you big guys are responsible for these things. "—— Invincible superman.

After chatting with Liaoyou jiannet on this mysterious chat device for a while, the boy wiped his hair and felt that it was greasy and should be washed.

He sighed and touched the last ten yuan in his pocket. After thinking about it, he walked directly towards the university without stopping the car.

His name is Zhao Hongjing. Yes, he is a secondary disease.

I used to dream of my sudden awakening ability every day, and suddenly burst out with a startling physique.

Or his family suddenly revealed something amazing. It turned out that he was the son of the richest man, but his parents deliberately concealed the truth for his normal development and did not tell him.

At that time, he suddenly got a mysterious chat machine. At that time, he thought he was the real protagonist.

Unfortunately, after trying all kinds of methods to exercise their super power, there is no effect.

After that, he knew that although the people in the chat were just talking, they were actually a group of two diseases in fantasy.

Then he began to make various kinds of pressure in it.

After such a long time, boasting will be tiring. So he began to retire and return to the reality, and began to live the daily life of a sophomore student dog.

After talking nonsense with the people on the chat, Zhao Hongjing sighed.

When the fantasy is over, it will come to reality.

After all, he is just an ordinary 19-year-old college student.

Parents work in two different small companies, and their monthly family income is no more than 20000 yuan. They can be well-off, but it's hard to be rich.

Learning is also common, encouraging barely strong, ordinary.

After graduation, perhaps he will find the same small company, small business, and then every month with a fixed salary, quietly and smoothly through life.

But this kind of future that can be seen at a glance makes Zhao Hongjing constantly pour out a trace of resistance from the bottom of his heart.

"How annoying

He scratched his hair hard. Speed up and head for school.

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Not far away on the street, a silver car with horse mark, quietly parked at the side of the road.

In the driver's seat of the car, there was a calm man wearing a gray windbreaker, with long hair covering his eyes and only a trace of eyes.

Men across the window, watching Zhao Hongjing slowly into the university gate, until you can not see each other.

After a long silence, he lowered his head, drew out a cigarette and lit it gently.

In the car will complete the whole of a cigarette smoking. The man gently pressed out the cigarette butt and threw it into the ashtray.

He took out his cell phone and quickly dialed a number.

There were two rings from the opposite side and the connection was made immediately.

"Hello? Daddy Zhao Hongjing's voice came from the phone.

There was a touch of tenderness in the eyes of the man with long hair.