Soren Cheng in the Silk Trap Chapter 7

Soren Cheng continued.

"Donor, while you were fainting just now, I took a set of commemorative photos and a short video for you. It's nothing special, it's just your lower body matching your handsome face. I feel like it The photo is very good, very fresh, and very clear at the same time. You are a reputable person, so you probably don’t want this kind of photos and videos to be posted online."

"So I want to make a deal with you. The main reason why I punish you today is because you made a mistake. I think with your character, you may make this kind of mistake again in the future. To remind you to step back from the brink, avoid impulsiveness, and prevent You took revenge on me and the waiter just now, so I decided to keep these photos and videos for now."

Soren Cheng put his hands in his pockets to show that he had a mobile phone.

"I left the contact information of the waiter. Once he finds something strange about you, he can call me anytime and anywhere. I can also send these photos online anytime and anywhere. For the sake of your better life, I suggest you still Be more careful."

Maddox Qi said hoarsely, "I won't let you go."

Soren Cheng smiled and said, "Oh, by the way, when I took the photo just now, I even included my fishnet stockings."

He raised one foot, "Hey, have you seen my toenails? I'm actually wearing red nail polish. Qi Jinzhu, you're 1.85 meters or taller. You're so big, how could you be R@p3d by a person?" A shemale wearing fishnet stockings and red nail polish is beating all over the floor. It must be fake, but even if it is fake, it doesn't sound good when it comes out, right?"

"So don't talk nonsense." Soren Cheng patted Maddox Qi's blushing face gently and considerately.

"Okay, you have learned a lesson. I'm leaving. We will meet again in the future. Don't worry. I didn't tighten the rope on your hand. If you have skills, you can get it open within half an hour. If you can't get it open, I'll call for help again."

Soren Cheng waved goodbye and suddenly left and returned. He grabbed a coat on the back of the sofa and said to Maddox Qi, "It's too cold outside. I'll borrow your clothes to wear and return them to you later."

"Didn't you say that your marriage will be indefinite?" Maddox Qi asked, "How can you pay it back?"

Soren Cheng tilted his head and thought for a moment, "Why don't you leave me an address and I'll send it to you."

"I kill you"

"You are so naive, Lord Qi, you are so naive." Soren Cheng put on his coat and tucked up his lapel.

The temperature outside was already below zero, but he still had to walk through the snow in rags.

In his coat pocket he found a business card belonging to an innocent businessman, with a phone number and full address.

He said, "Then I will send the coat to this old man and ask him to pass it on to you. Let's go."

After taking two steps, he took out his wallet from his inner pocket and threw it to Maddox Qi. He also threw back a C*nd0m. He searched up and down, found another C*nd0m and threw it away.

"Not bad, not bad, it's fierce enough." He smiled evilly, his tone sounding like a fifty-year-old gangster.

After making sure there was nothing else, he said goodbye and came back a few steps later to ask, "Have you seen my shoes?"

Qi Bei Song was so angry that he said "Bah"

What about his bgbg? Soren Cheng searched around the room and found one, but the other one seemed to disappear out of thin air.

In fact, that bgbg had just been inadvertently kicked under the bathroom sink. The table was deep and wide, and the light underneath was so dark that everything was dark. Soren Cheng took a quick glance and didn't see a shoe in the corner.

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He had no choice but to admit that he was unlucky, held on to his one-sided shoes, climbed out of the bathroom window with his bare feet, and returned the same way.

The plot of the original book had long since collapsed, and the plot manager had disappeared. No one knew what he had done, not even the rescued Elliot Shen and the beaten Maddox Qi. He was particularly satisfied with this.

The only dissatisfaction was that I stepped on the snow with my bare feet and my feet were both blue and white from the cold.

It doesn't matter if it's green, don't be afraid of being purple. If it gets to that point, you'll have to have your leg amputated.

It was past eleven o'clock in the night, and the sensual, sensual, prosperous and decadent life in Shuiyue Villa was gradually reaching its peak. But the small private room where employees rest is still so quiet. Finn Xu seems to have nothing to do today and is sitting there playing with her nails.

Hearing someone come in, he complained, "Cheng Cheng, where have you been smoking a cigarette for almost half an hour? Manager Carter has come to ask twice, and I have been sloppy for you."

"Uh," Soren Cheng said, rubbing his feet, "Thank you."

Finn Xu raised her head, suddenly startled, and asked, "What's wrong with your face?"

"Yeah" Soren Cheng pretended to be stupid.

"There's blood on your face"

"It's not blood." Soren Cheng said, "It's lipstick."

"Your lipstick is under your nose?" Finn Xu asked with a frown.

Soren Cheng wiped it with his trembling fingers, "I just stepped on the stairs and fell."

Finn Xu was so angry that she said, "You are a person who won't fall sooner or later. But today is such an important day. I'll make you look like a ghost. Do you still want to do it?"

Soren Cheng went down the slope and said, "I don't think much about it."

Finn Xu asked, "What will your mother do? Can you pay the medical bills tomorrow?"

Soren Cheng opened the lapel of his coat and said, "My arms and knees are also broken. I can't do it even if I want to. It will be off-putting to the guests."

When Finn Xu saw the blood stains on his legs, her face became helpless and asked "Does it hurt?"

Soren Cheng said it was okay.

Finn Xu asked again, "Where did you get this dress?"

Soren Cheng couldn't honestly admit that they were Maddox Qi's clothes, so he prevaricated, "I fell down there just now and couldn't get up. A customer passed by and helped me up, and lent me the clothes to wear."

"Which staircase?" Finn Xu asked.

Soren Cheng casually pointed "over there."

Finn Xu said, "That's the fire escape over there. How could the guests pass by there?"

"Maybe he went to smoke too." Soren Cheng said.

Finn Xu stopped asking and touched the fabric and lining of the coat, then opened the collar and looked at it. He just said, "Hurry up and return the clothes to others. Be careful not to get them dirty or damaged."

Soren Cheng asked "why"

Finn Xu said, "You don't know the goods, but I do. This coat is custom-made in Europe. The price is tens of thousands of euros at least. It's not worth selling both you and me."

Soren Cheng raised his eyebrows and remained silent.

"What kind of big benefactor would lend you such expensive clothes? Maybe he's trying to set you up?" Finn Xu said, "Go and return it quickly, so as not to have long nights and dreams."

Soren Cheng said "Oh" and walked out, turned around and asked, "Finn Xu, have you seen my mobile phone?"

Finn Xu said angrily, "You are so confused that you are not allowed to bring mobile phones to work today, so didn't we leave our clothes and mobile phones at the front desk for storage? You can even forget this?"

Soren Cheng nodded and said, "I want to go back to see my mother now. If Manager Carter asks again, please tell me."

"It's okay. You can go ahead. I don't think your condition is good either. I feel more relieved if you leave." Finn Xu waved her hand.

Soren Cheng said, "After I leave, if anyone asks you, just say you are not familiar with me. Remember?"

Finn Xu stamped her feet, "What's wrong with you today? You're crazy."

Soren Cheng smiled and turned to leave, but Finn Xu called him to stop him.

"Are you Soren Cheng?" Finn Xu asked suddenly. As soon as he said these words, even he felt confused.

Soren Cheng is nineteen years old, weak and introverted, even a little cowardly and depressed. He comes from a poor single-parent family. His father passed away, his mother was seriously ill, and his studies were interrupted. The pressure of life inevitably shaped him into that character.

But the man in front of him had bright eyes and was full of energy when he smiled. Moreover, he stood so straight and even leaned back slightly, revealing his beautiful jawline.

Despite the weird heavy makeup on his face, he still looked cute, with a little cleverness in his upright expression.

Finn Xu was confused.

Soren Cheng smiled and said, "I'm leaving, see you later."

He had to go, and the sooner the better.

He also had to return Maddox Qi's coat. By the way, a brocade coat is worth tens of thousands of euros and can be worn for nine days to gaze at the moon. However, traveling across the oceans to catch turtles and steal five thousand yuan is enough for sentencing. He actually robbed someone of hundreds of thousands in front of his face. It’s really terrible.

When passing by the front desk, he handed over Maddox Qi's coat with both hands and told him that it belonged to the guests in private room 388 and that it would be delivered in half an hour.

"Why do you have to wait half an hour?" the girl at the front desk asked puzzledly.

Soren Cheng blinked and said, "You can send it now, but I'm doing something inside, so it wouldn't be good if I bumped into you."

The front desk got it.

Soren Cheng asked, "Sister, you have to keep these clothes and be careful not to let anyone steal them."

The front desk came closer and asked, "Where are you from? Why haven't I seen you before?"

"I just came here today and I haven't seen you before." Soren Cheng lay on the marble countertop, holding his chin and smiling evilly. He was also a handsome guy in his previous life, and I believe he is still charming now, even with this layer of bad skin.

As a result, the front desk said, "Oh, I just said that this kind of makeup should not be popular among you little sisters. Don't look back and say that I taught you it."

Soren Cheng's elbow slipped and he almost fell down.

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The front desk said, "Take off your makeup quickly. My eyes are poisonous. You look a hundred times better without makeup than with makeup. Stop messing around and look like a flamingo."

Soren Cheng angrily took out his clothes and mobile phone, hurriedly put on his sweatpants and down jacket, and escaped from Shuiyue Villa as quickly as possible.

There were rows of taxis waiting outside the villa. Soren Cheng opened the door of the front one and got in.

The driver asked "Where to go?"

"Wait a moment." Soren Cheng said, "You drive down the mountain first."

He began to quickly check the contents of the phone, from contacts to photos, from call records to communication software. Three minutes later, he turned off the phone, took out the si card, and stuffed it into his pocket.

"The Fourth People's Hospital." He said.

This is the hospital where Soren Cheng's mother lives. He saw photos of medical records, photos of arrears, and the doctor's contact information on his mobile phone.

The patient lives in ward 12, bed 37, brain surgery department. He is currently in a deep coma and is completely unconscious.

The taxi was traveling on the mountain road. Although there were street lights on both sides, it still seemed dark and deep, with no head or tail visible.

Soren Cheng put his forehead against the car window, feeling the vibrations and slight noises, and suddenly thought that this was probably the price of destroying the main plot, escaping late at night in the cold winter, so he was in a hurry.

The heavy snow is falling, hitting people's faces, the new wind is chilling to the bones, the red clouds are low and the mountains and rivers are dark, and the sparse forests are cold and withered.

The driver was listening to the radio, and what was being sung in the Peking Opera was Lin Chong's Night Run. Soren Cheng almost suspected that the plot manager was still watching him, and secretly laughed at him.

"This is Li Shaochun. He sings so well and has so much charm." The driver said, "I just like his accent."

Soren Cheng smiled and thought that there was actually Li Shaochun in this third-rate world. Was it written by the author or automatically generated by the system?

Little did he know that since the plot collapsed, the world had become disconnected. The characters were still the same, but the story was completely different.

The driver looked at him in the rearview mirror and felt that he was not a good person. He said with a hint of ridicule, "Hey, why don't you let me turn off the radio? People like you can also feel the traditional drama." "

Soren Cheng said, "It's hard to feel that a hero has nothing but a snowy blade and cannot hoe R@p3. He is framed and separated for life and death."

The driver choked and couldn't answer.

Soren Cheng said quietly, "Mrs. Lin Chong was forced to death by the government office. Do you know how I died?"

In the middle of the night, deep in the mountains and forests, the driver was so frightened that his hair stood on end, "You little brother, don't talk nonsense. Aren't you still alive and well?"

"So don't ask. Fortunately, I'm still alive." Soren Cheng said.

""The driver looked at him in the rearview mirror and turned his head in fear.

"Please turn down the radio volume, I want to rest." Soren Cheng said.

The driver quickly tuned him to a late-night channel that played light music and asked, "Brother, is this okay?"

Soren Cheng nodded, squinted his eyes and took a nap.

He was so tired and hungry, his empty stomach ached, and the joints all over his body felt like they had been run over.

It had been less than two hours since he had traveled into this body, and he had already tortured it to this point, which was indeed a bit excessive. If the original owner was still conscious, I really don't know how he would hate him, maybe he would point at his nose and scold him.

After waking up, he took out the original owner's ID card from his inner pocket.

The photos were dull, with no vitality in the eyes. It’s just that the police officer looked dull to anyone he took photos of.

He was born in spring and May, the brightest and most beautiful season of the year. Unfortunately, life was too harsh on him, making his life difficult.

Worker New Village where the registered permanent residence is located.

This must be an old community built in the 1970s and 1980s, and it is a welfare house for his elders. It came from the father and mother who had passed away long ago. No, it was more likely from the grandparents, or the maternal grandparents. The family had never moved since they got this house.

"Nineteen years old," Soren Cheng whispered.

He was already twenty-four when he died in his previous life, and he earned five years more than this boy.

"Why don't you want to live?" he asked softly. "You would rather give your body to a stranger."

Yes, he noticed that the original owner left on his own initiative and had no attachment to him.

A supporting character who is lame but insignificant, has five lines, and doesn't even have a serious name. How can he be called "Soren Cheng".

After finishing the five lines with the protagonist, the two protagonists are hesitant. Where will he go and wander? Will he die or continue to live?

"What do you want me to do for you?" Soren Cheng murmured.

I saved someone for you, are you happy or not?

I also beat up a dandy for you, but you can't relieve your anger.

I'll live a happier and neater life for you, okay?

Soren Cheng gently stroked the scratches on his knuckles and promised that he would do it.

The only thing I'm not good at is my physical fitness.

Soren Cheng wants to start running five kilometers every morning from tomorrow. He has to improve his physical fitness. How can he live a satisfactory life without knowing how to fight?