I came from an alien planet: Using my immortal body to commit suicide crazily

In the elegant club, the dim room was filled with a strong smell of blood.

"Liar, you said you would protect me, liar."

Song Zhijie pressed the man's shoulder with a cold look, leaving bloody marks on his body.

"pain…"

The man burst into tears. He thought it was the romantic encounter he had always dreamed of. He never expected to be treated like this.

In addition to the physical pain, what is even more terrifying is the fear of facing death. Even the clone has become soft and the desire has disappeared completely.

"Shut up." Song Zhijie slapped the man hard: "He won't cry out in pain, move faster."

The man grabbed Song Zhijie's waist and tried to exert force. As another knife cut his skin, he pushed Song Zhijie away and couldn't help shouting.

"Please let me go, I beg you, I really can't stand it anymore, I don't want to do it anymore, and I don't want the money anymore!"

Hearing this, Song Zhijie angrily picked up a knife and threatened to kill the man, scaring the man so much that he screamed "Help" heartbreakingly.

The tip of the knife paused, looking at the similar face and bruised body, as if the person would turn into powder in the next moment.

“Get out…” Song Zhijie weakly let go of the knife handle, his eyes gradually becoming moist, and he roared out in astonishment.

"roll!"

The man stumbled out, not even daring to put on his clothes, for fear that he would change his mind.

Song Zhijie collapsed on the bed, raised his arms to cover his face, and burst into tears.

It turns out that some feelings will not be forgotten as time goes by, but will only become deeper and more unforgettable.

……

Inside the villa.

The smell of alcohol filled the entire room. Qiang Di clinked glasses with the drunk Shen Qiu and Qian Yiming from time to time. When the other party swallowed the wine, he secretly turned his wrist to pour out the wine.

Qiang Di said nothing and still didn't believe that Yun Wang was dead. He was sure that Yun Wang must have returned to his hometown and faked his death to get away from these gays who he couldn't get rid of.

But he knew in his heart that Yun Wang was fulfilling Zhou Chuhong's last wish and taking advantage of the opportunity to return power.

But Qiang Di now wanted to find someone to blame for not wanting to drink with them.

From Yun Wang's perspective, everyone around him wanted to beat him up, so he would run away if they wanted to.

It's all them!

Qiang Di glared at the two men and lowered his head.

Although he thought so, he knew Yun Wang's physical condition very well, and his eyes turned red and he wiped them secretly.

Arrogant bastard... If there's a one in ten million chance that he ends up capsizing, I'll chase him to the cemetery and make a fool of myself.

"Do you want me to take you home?" Qiang Di pushed Qian Yiming who was lying on the floor.

"I want Yunwang to send me off." Qian Yiming said in a muffled voice.

Qiang Di let out a long breath from his nose. He picked up Qian Yiming and threw him into the bedroom. Then he looked at Shen Qiu, who was calling someone unknown, and snatched the phone from him.

Yunxi.

Qiang Di flipped through the records and slid several times without reaching the end. There were at least hundreds of entries.

He also called Cheng Xuansi, He Wenxin, Ji Chen...

But only Yun Xi and Cheng Xuansi didn't answer.

Qiang Di's nose felt sore. There was no need to make the fake death so real. What's the point of cutting off contact? It made him want to cry.

The phone was snatched back, but Shen Qiu continued to call persistently.

Qiang Di lifted up Shen Qiu: "I have to go to work tomorrow, and I don't want to receive another call from Zhu Ziye."

"Don't disturb me!" Shen Qiu struggled hard, flapping his limbs wildly and kicking the table, making it clang.

"He's dead!" Qiang Di roared out in frustration.

As soon as he finished speaking, a grief-stricken cry was heard from the bedroom, and the sound suddenly stopped.

Qiang Di thought something was wrong and quickly kicked the door open. He saw Qian Yiming holding the ice sculpture in his left hand and the dagger in his other hand was deeply embedded in his chest. He was dead.

The atmosphere gradually fell into a deathly silence, so depressing that it made people breathless.

Qiang Di fell to the ground, rubbing his face vigorously. His chest felt like it was blocked by a ball of cotton.

He could no longer remain calm and screamed a few times, trying to vent the pain and sadness that had accumulated in his heart.

After a while, Qiang Di realized that there was no movement outside. He took a few deep breaths, got up and walked out.

"Don't learn his suicide trick. He can't die. Who are you trying to scare? I don't have the time or the mood to care..."

Bumping into someone head-on, Qiang Di raised his eyes and his pupils suddenly shrank.

Time froze, everything became quiet, and the only sound I could hear was my own rapid, heavy breathing.

"Call Ji Yixiao over..."

Yun Wang was interrupted by a heavy bear hug before he could finish his words, and the arms around him became tighter and tighter.

Qiang Di shed two tears unconsciously, and then angrily punched Yun Wang a few times.

"If you do that again, I'll find you and kill you at zero point!"

Yun Wang couldn't help laughing and patted Qiang Di on the back.

"Tell me what happened." Qiang Di stared into Yun Wang's dark eyes: "Yu Tong said that you were broken into pieces. Many people saw it. How did you come back to life?"

"It's not a resurrection." Yun Wang said calmly: "It's just a dead body."