Chapter 813

Looking at the sky that had already darkened, Li Hui woke Chu Youyou and told her to go sleep in her room; in any case, at this hour, there wouldn't be many customers coming to view or sell houses.

"Tsk, might as well just close the door."

Regardless, Li Hui and the others didn't rely on this to make a living; this shop was merely a front, and whether it was open or not made no difference.

Fang Yang took his phone and did a full lap around the villa; he was truly shocked. Who would have thought the bedroom would be so big—and the bathroom so luxurious—

"Broadened your horizons, brothers, right? Not just you guys, even I feel that being rich is truly great."

(It's a must, obviously! Once I'm rich, I'll definitely have Brother Yang write a script for me and let me play the male lead!)

Seeing this comment, Fang Yang cackled with laughter.

"Fine, fine, fine, then I'll wait for you to get rich and take me to the top."

With a handgun in hand, fear has no place to stand.

Fang Yang, now with confidence, was different; even though it was already late at night, he didn't feel the slightest bit of fear, and even felt like having another big battle with the horror.

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All fear comes from a lack of firepower; at this moment, Fang Yang perfectly embodied this statement.

Horror? Supernatural? Demons and ghosts?

I don't care what you are; I'll give you a few rounds of these new-type bullets, and I'll definitely have you tamed and obedient.

(Brother Yang, you're so confident, have you already replenished your ammo? Since that's the case, do you want to take the initiative?)

(Yeah, yeah, last time Brother Yang was so stifled, he could only run away and never look back; this time, no matter what, you have to turn the tables and sing a song of victory, right?)

"Sure, why not? A scholar should be viewed with new eyes after three days apart, let alone after so much time has passed."

Seeing Fang Yang's overflowing confidence, the fans were naturally highly interested.

Compared to the arduous escape of hiding and dodging, the fans preferred watching a satisfying show of firepower crushing everything.

(For real? Brother Yang has changed his personality? He's actually starting to agree to the fans' requests? That's not easy!)

Looking at the teasing in the live stream, Fang Yang indicated that he was blind, he didn't see it, he saw nothing at all.

"Hmm? Strange, what's that sound? No, that's so familiar... the plot?"

Hearing the strange sound again, Fang Yang felt a sense of familiarity; it seemed like the last house was where he heard some sound and then...

Thinking of this, Fang Yang immediately went to the window to observe outside.

He didn't know if the person playing tricks was too fast, but in any case, Fang Yang didn't see any suspicious people or vehicles through the window.

"Then this time... is the sound inside the villa?"

Holding this thought, Fang Yang searched for the source of the sound again.

"This sound... it's so piercing."

Fang Yang muttered silently; it made his skin crawl. He didn't know why, but hearing this sound was even more... uncomfortable than a sharp object scratching against glass.

(Ugh, Brother Yang, stop pretending, isn't this all arranged by you guys? Hurry up and stop it, I can't take it anymore!)

The live stream was full of pleas for mercy, but Fang Yang couldn't help it; this really wasn't his doing.

"Damn thing, once I find you, see how I deal with you!"

As he spoke, Fang Yang subconsciously reached for the handgun behind him.

What was that? That was the source of his confidence!

Click—Bang!

"Cough, cough, damn, what is that?"

On the way back as Fang Yang turned around, the glass beside him shattered suddenly, followed immediately by a pitch-black fist.

Caught off guard and sent flying 800,000 meters away, Fang Yang propped himself up and rubbed the painful spot, his mind clearing that the enemy's strength wasn't very great.

If it were like in a novel, where he was embedded into the wall by a single punch, then he would probably be close to death.

As Fang Yang slightly made out the figure, he didn't hesitate to draw his gun and fire.

To Fang Yang's surprise, all his bullets hit that black shadow.

"Phew, it looks like it's over."

Fang Yang put away his handgun, sighing at the power of firepower.

"What?"

Fang Yang immediately dodged to the side.

Thanks to Fang Yang's curiosity, after the bullets hit the figure, he had been staring at that black shadow, and the moment it reacted, he dodged away.

"These bullets, they weren't engraved wrong, were they!"

Fang Yang fired again, but it was of no use; it seemed it could only delay it for a moment.

(Oh my, the previous method doesn't work anymore; Brother Yang isn't going to run away like a stray dog again, is he?)

Hearing the clearly disdainful tone, Fang Yang only felt extremely awkward.

This, this was his first time being the protagonist, trying to show off properly, and now you're telling me my current method doesn't work!

"Damn it, the treasure I spent a fortune on is actually a one-time use item."

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Can this be tolerated? If this can be tolerated, what cannot!

If an uncle can tolerate it, an aunt cannot!

Although Fang Yang really wanted to find Jiu Yang to chat and drink tea, it was clearly not the time for that.

"Phone number! Next time! I must add his phone number!"

Fang Yang ran while cursing; all that talk about how you can't just add a master's number, nonsense!

Not add it? If I don't add it, I'll be anxious!

Bang—

With a loud bang, the wall to the side was directly blasted apart, which completely infuriated Fang Yang.

(Damn! For real? This is a villa! If something really breaks, wouldn't I have to pay a lot!)

(Sigh, why are you talking nonsense? Can't you see that Fang Yang's killing intent is almost becoming tangible?)

"What are you... doing!"

Fang Yang turned around and charged directly at the black shadow; the handgun couldn't kill it, but if he could cause some impact, that would be good too.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang—

The sound of gunfire rang out, and the ammunition all sank into the shadow's body and disappeared.

"You bastard, do you know that I'm the one who has to pay for the damages!"

He threw an angry punch, and unexpectedly, Fang Yang's fist didn't feel any resistance; it passed right through as if hitting soft cotton.

Thump—

Caught off guard, Fang Yang fell down. He subconsciously looked back and found that the place he had passed through had a hole, but it was being filled in immediately by the rest of the black substance.

"What the hell... is this thing?"

Seeing this scene, Fang Yang's eyes almost popped out; after all, he hadn't seen the black shadow use any weapons, and looking at the shattered wall at the corner, it was enough to remind anyone of the black shadow's strength.

Fang Yang's footsteps gradually retreated; at this moment, the anger over the shattered wall completely vanished, and he started running away again.

(Damn, what's going on? Could it be a holographic projection? Where did Brother Yang get this technology!)

(To the person above, please have some common sense; if virtual projection had really developed to this point, could it be so silent? Projections would be flying everywhere already.)

Seeing this message, the fans realized, that seems to be true.

"It's over, it's over, how much money am I going to have to pay for this!"

Hearing this, the fans were undoubtedly even more certain that this was all scripted.

But that wasn't what Fang Yang meant; he was here for a trial sleep, and if anything happened, he couldn't afford the responsibility.

"Must, I must think of a perfect solution immediately."

Fang Yang was anxious inside; if this continues, how much will he have to pay! Even if he sold himself, he wouldn't be able to pay for it!

This black shadow was giving Fang Yang a headache; how was he supposed to deal with it?

Whether it was guns or fists, neither attack worked!

But what Fang Yang was curious about was, why could the black shadow touch him when it attacked?

If that were the case, it would be a disaster; he couldn't touch the shadow, but the shadow could beat him up—isn't this a dead end?

"This is... unsolvable."

Fang Yang didn't even want to run for his life anymore; he had a thought of just waiting here to die.

(Unsolvable? What's unsolvable? I'm very curious.)

(Oh, simply put, Brother Yang is about to be finished.) ===== CHAPTER 814 =====