Quick Wear: The host is addicted to abusing scum and is cruel and brutal

Yan Yiru just stood there motionless, like a piece of wood.

But she is better than wood, after all, her eyes can still move.

It seemed as if there was an invisible wall outside her body, wrapping her tightly, making her unable to move and making her feel so uncomfortable that she felt like she was almost suffocating.

She didn't know how much time had passed. She just stood by the road, waiting from dusk to dawn, watching people coming and going on the road. They all passed by her, but no one noticed her. She seemed to have been forgotten by the world.

She could only check the time from the big clock on the roof of the opposite building and watch the commercials playing on the big screen in the opposite building, otherwise she felt like she was going crazy.

After a few days without hunger or thirst, she finally met the person she hated most in her life in the dark of night.

Fu Qi stood in front of her, looking at her in amazement, "If your face wasn't so disfigured, you would look like a doll in a cupboard."

When Yan Yiru heard someone talking to her, she was very excited and didn't care about Fu Qi's mocking words. She just kept asking her to let her go.

How could she dare to act stubbornly at this time? The past few days were really terrible. Even if Fu Qi asked her to work like a slave, she would be willing to do so.

"Yan Yiru, you not only want to harm me, but also want the lives of my family members. Why do you think I will let you go?" Fu Qi looked at her as if she were a fool.

"Sister, I really know I was wrong, and I won't dare to do it again. Please let me go, I really don't dare to do it anymore. From now on, if you tell me to go left, I will never dare to go right. No matter what you ask me to do, I will agree." At this time, Yan Yiru was only thinking about asking Fu Qi to let her go. If she could move, she would kneel on the ground and beg Fu Qi.

Fu Qi stretched out his hand, and there was a bug on his fingertips. "This is called the same fate Gu. The person who is pregnant with the mother Gu can live as long as the person who is infected with the child Gu."

When Yan Yiru heard the name, she had a bad feeling.

But she could only watch Fu Qi put the insect into her mouth.

"You are a living dead now. You don't eat or drink, but you have saved a lot of money. Tsk, don't expect anyone to find you. After all, you are a fugitive now, and no one believes that you will stay in this city." Fu Qi clicked his tongue twice, looking at his masterpiece with great satisfaction.

When Yan Yiru heard the words "living dead", her face turned pale. That was no different from being dead.

"You bitch, let me go." When Yan Yiru realized that it was impossible for her to ask Fu Qi for help, she started to talk dirty.

At this moment, the screen opposite was playing a scene of receiving an award. It was Fu Qi standing on the stage with a graceful look and a bright smile.

Yan Yirou looked at this scene and felt it was very dazzling. "You must have made a deal with someone, dirty woman."

Even at this point, she still refused to acknowledge Fu Qi's excellence.

"This is a good seat I reserved for you, so that you won't feel lonely when you see me." After Fu Qi said this, he pretended to be thinking about her.

Yan Yirou was really pissed off.

After Fu Qi finished explaining his affairs, he left leisurely.

She has looked into the feng shui of this area and knows that there will not be any major changes here for at least a few decades.

As for the original owner's lifespan, it naturally grew longer.