The So-called Loser's Counterattack

In a trance, Qing Mu saw that it was around 3 in the morning. His upper and lower eyelids were fighting, but no matter what, he did not want to sleep. While he was on the sofa in a daze, he felt that something was wrong. When he opened his eyes, he saw Yue Zhonghai standing in front of him.    

    

Of course, it was easy for Yue Zhonghai to get here, so he drove to this four-star hotel. He flew to the eighth floor from the back where there was no camera and used the earth to escape into the room.    

    

Qing Mu shuddered and stood up, "How did you come in? "What do you want!?" He remembered that his room's door had been opened up. Even if he had a room key, he still wouldn't be able to get in.    

    

"Tsk tsk, you really did do something bad, and now you're feeling uneasy." Yue Zhonghai said coldly, "You little scumbags, you dare to be so arrogant in our Divine Continent, do you think this is eighty to ninety years ago? Your krypton gold dog eyes are really blind! "    

    

"No, no. I have no ill will towards you. This was ordered by Guan Gushuiyue in anger. I can't be counted as one. " Qing Mu shouted. He wanted to use this sound to make the outside world feel that this room was abnormal. It was better if someone reported this to the police.    

    

"Heh heh, he won't be able to run away from that Guan Gushuiyue either. But you have to go first. I really didn't think of it. You have the guts. Hehe, just because you have no fear in our Divine State, you deserve to die. You should break your own stomach later. Oh yeah, it's better if you leave a recording. " With these words, Yue Zhonghai disappeared into the wall, as if he was watching a fantasy movie.    

    

"Oh no, we really met these capable people. But just these two sentences alone made him want to commit suicide. You really think too much of yourself. We can't wait anymore, let's go to the airport now. " Qing Mu looked at his watch. It was almost five o'clock. He was on the first plane at seven.    

    

It was not yet five o'clock when he checked out of the hotel and dragged his luggage out of the hotel. Of course, it was still dark at this time of the day. But there were sanitation workers sweeping the streets.    

    

Qing Mu looked at the brightly lit hotel, turned his head and took a deep breath of the cold and dry air, his mind became much clearer, "Ma De, I'll never come back here again!"    

    

But somehow, Qing Mu managed to walk to the center of the road, and at this time, not a single car came in. Qing Mu himself was also surprised, how did he manage to reach the center of the road. One of the taxis was on the side of the road. And why did he kneel down and expose his stomach? Furthermore, how did this fruit knife end up in his pocket? What was he going to do with it now?    

    

The taxi driver at the side of the street watched as the guy walked towards his car. However, it was this fellow who looked like a little devil. His eyes suddenly focused as he walked to the center of the road. He even knelt down to expose his stomach and took out a fruit knife.    

    

"The heck, he's about to have a breakthrough!" The taxi driver subconsciously took out his phone, turned on the camera function and aimed at the little ghost. The street lamps were naturally very bright, causing the entire street to be illuminated as if it was day. There was no problem with the video.    

    

Qing Mu panicked. Of course he didn't want to commit suicide. But consciousness could not control his body. He could only watch as he raised the fruit knife and stabbed it into his stomach. Only now did she remember Yue Zhonghai's words, "It's him, it's that brat who did this. He hypnotized me. I don't want to die! "    

    

But now was not the time for Qing Mu to think about it. His consciousness could not control his body. The knife was raised and stabbed viciously into his abdomen, the pain making Qing Mu feel as if his soul had left his body. However, his face showed an unswerving determination. His hand used the fruit knife to draw a perfect cross on his abdomen.    

    

The taxi driver was stunned now, the cell phone in his hand trembling. He watched as the little devil cut a cross open his abdomen and fell down without a sound, his stomach falling and shattering in all sorts of colors.    

    

Guan Gushuiyue received a call from the police around 6 in the morning. Only now did he know that Qing Mu had broken his heart on the street. This surprised him so much that his teeth almost fell out. He, Guan Gushuiyue, was very clear of just what kind of person was afraid of death. How could he break his heart on the streets? Even if Qing Mu had the courage, there was no reason for him to risk it all.    

    

After he went to the police station and identified the body. Only then did Guan Gushuiyue accept the fact that Qing Mu had committed suicide. But why did Qing Mu have to do such a brave thing? Even if Guan Gushuiyue wanted to, he still wouldn't be able to understand.    

    

As he bit out the mortuary morgue, he saw another body. He said he drove a motorcycle on a telephone pole and broke his neck. Of course, Guan Gushuiyue did not care about all this. Just as he was about to leave, he saw the corpse of someone had been pushed into the freezer. On top of the freezer was a sign, and on top of it was written Zhang Dagua! This discovery scared Guan Gushuiyue out of his wits.    

    

He knew that Qing Mu had hired Zhang Dagua. Now they were both lying in the freezer of the funeral home. Then the next one would be him. Hurrying back to the police officer, he had the same expression as if he had seen a ghost.    

    

"Mr. Police, Mr. Police. You have to protect me. He was killed. The next one is me. Qing Mu and Zhang Dagua are dead. " Guan Gushuiyue said in a trembling voice. The policeman, of course, could not let his guard down and take him to the police station.    

    

In the police station, Guan Gushuiyue obviously could not say that Qing Mu and Zhang Dagua were planning to kill him. They only said that Yue Zhonghai had enmity with the two of them, but now that the two of them were dead, it must be Yue Zhonghai who killed them.    

    

"Go back to sleep. I don't think you've woken up yet." A policeman said to Guan Gushuiyue, "Of the two people, one of them rode a motorcycle and crashed into a telephone pole. The entire process was monitored and recorded. And not just a shot. This Qing Mu not only had a video of the traffic, but also a video of a taxi driver. He killed himself. No one wanted to harm them! Hurry up and go, don't mess around. "    

    

Guan Gushuiyue was stunned for a moment, then remembered that dragging Yue Zhonghai in was impossible. After being chased out by the police. Looking at the people on the street, they looked like they were people that Yue Zhonghai had sent out to kill him.    

    

"No, the deaths of those two bastards must be related to Yue Zhonghai. Since he was able to make those two people silently die. He will not be merciful to me. If you want to keep your little life right now, you can only go back to Country Of Scones. " Guan Gushuiyue only had this thought in his mind. However, he also knew that it was impossible to return safely.    

    

Guan Gushuiyue thought of a way, then he would go and find Yue Zhonghai. If she were to leave his place, what problems would he have? Yue Zhonghai definitely could not dodge it, so he would not make his move in a hurry. As long as he returns to the Country Of Scones, then he would be able to think of a way to deal with this fellow as long as he could. " Right, he had to find this mysterious kid. "Right now!"