Passerby A died unlucky and changed his fate

Chapter 185 If Only Someone Could Help Me

Yan An was untied, but he could clearly feel that he had no strength left in his body.

But she always finds ways to delay time.

In the bathroom, Yan An stood in front of the toilet, looking at the dean in disbelief.

"You want to stay and smell it, what kind of hobby is this?"

Zhang Cheng's face darkened, "Shut up."

"I understand." Yan An slowly walked towards the sink, "You like to smell it."

Zhang Cheng was about to lose his temper, but Yan An raised his hand to stop him, "Dean, I was just joking with you."

Zhang Cheng closed his eyes speechlessly. He had been the dean for so many years and had never encountered anyone smiling so playfully in such a situation.

Shouldn't she be panicking and begging him to spare her?

There was a sound of breaking wind, and my head was thrown back by the blow.

? !

Yan An threw the perfume on the sink away.

Sometimes her touch is just so good, she feels like she can throw it accurately, and she really does.

Zhang Cheng covered his forehead with his hands, his facial expression becoming ferocious.

Before he could lose his temper, Yan An kicked him right in the crotch.

"Ouch!" Zhang Cheng bent over and cried out in pain.

Yan An ran out and picked up the stool and smashed it hard at the back of his head. Zhang Cheng dodged, so Yan An could only throw the stool at him to stop him for a while.

The office door opened and she rushed into the corridor, but there was no one there.

She ran down the stairs.

It's not that she hadn't thought about taking this opportunity to kill the dean, but at this moment she felt so weak as if she had a high fever, yet as cold as if she was in an ice cellar.

I used up all my strength in those few moves just now.

She felt that this experience was enough, and she had to go find Tang Xucheng to "let off steam", otherwise the dean would definitely come after her afterwards.

She was going downstairs and someone was going upstairs.

Their eyes met.

The nurse took her hands out of her pockets.

When she saw Yan An, she was a little surprised, a little surprised, and then her face darkened.

"Why are you here? Are you okay?"

Yan An stepped back and almost fell, but was caught by her.

There were footsteps approaching behind him. Yan An took advantage of the nurse's unpreparedness, pushed her away and continued to run downstairs.

"Hey you!" The female nurse staggered.

"Catch her." This was the dean's voice.

Yan An ran down in a daze, feeling like he was playing some horror chase game.

It’s such an experiential and immersive experience.

It was pitch black everywhere, and she was so focused on running down that she didn't pay attention to where she was stepping.

She missed a step and thought to herself that there were pursuers behind her and she would definitely be caught if she fell.

The next moment, he fell into someone's arms.

Smelling the familiar scent of incense and candles, she grabbed his arm and said, "Hide first."

Tang Xucheng bent down, picked up the person horizontally, and ran quickly in one direction.

They came into a room and heard footsteps running outside, as if looking for them.

Yan Anping slowed down his violently beating heart and whispered into Tang Xucheng's ear.

"I've pissed off the dean. Now I either have to find a way to kill him and see what happens next. Or I'll have to use my ultimate move. What do you think?"

Tang Xu held her and let her lean against the wall.

"Wait for me here, I'll go."

"Okay, come on. I'm drugged now, so I can't help you even if I want to."

In the darkness, only the eyes of the two people were bright.

Tang Xucheng opened the door and went out only after he heard no more noise outside. After he left, Yan An locked the door from the inside and then leaned against the wall to rest.

I have to say, he is worthy of being the president's grandson. He still wants to fight at this time and is not discouraged.

Yan An gave up and went into standby mode in a daze.

Suddenly, she heard some uncertain sounds. She opened her eyes and saw that the originally dark room seemed to extend far outward.

There was light there. Tang Xucheng, covered in blood, was pinned down by the dean. The dean raised a scalpel high up, about to poke it into Tang Xucheng's eye socket.

Yan An suddenly woke up, pinched his thigh hard, and forced himself to wake up.

Look ahead to make sure what you see is not an illusion.

It's like the space is overlapping, this examination room and the hospital corridor are connected together.

Not far away was Tang Xucheng.

The scalpel slowly fell, Yan An stood up with the help of the ground and rushed over.

It was as if she had crossed some transparent boundary, and only when she got closer did the two men notice her.

It was during this moment of distraction that Tang Xucheng kicked the dean to the ground.

The dean fell and the scalpel in his hand fell to the ground.

Tang Xucheng rushed over and knocked the man down, and the two began to fight again.

Yan An ran over, picked up the scalpel, raised it with both hands and brought it down hard.

If she was conscious at this moment, she thought she would never poke anyone's forehead, after all, this place was so difficult to poke.

Surprisingly, I thought this place would require a lot of force to poke.

But at this moment it was like popping a balloon, it burst with just one poke.

The dean turned into a ball of gray mist and exploded, and the surrounding scene slowly faded away as if melting.

Yan An's eyes lit up and he found that they were back in the office covered with papers.

Her hand was still holding Tang Xucheng's arm.

Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, his body went limp and he fell to the ground.

A pair of hands held her, and Yan An raised her eyes to meet Tang Xucheng's nervous gaze.

He said anxiously, "How is it?"

Yan An wanted to stop, but he couldn't muster any strength. He said helplessly, "I'm not trying to be funny. I really feel like my body is hollowed out."

"Let's leave first." Tang Xucheng squatted down, picked up Yan An, and hung their backpacks around their necks.

Yan An agreed with him very much.

Regardless of luck or money, just retreat now. It’s best to be alive.

Tang Xucheng carried Yan An downstairs, and as they walked, they both noticed something was wrong.

It was only the fourth floor, but they had been walking down the stairs for a long time.

It's like being trapped in a wall of ghosts.

Yan An didn't say anything, but pinched Tang Xucheng's arm as a hint.

Tang Xucheng had already realized that something was wrong and had no intention of going downstairs. He stopped at a certain floor, took out a piece of talisman paper from his shirt pocket and threw it out.

The talisman paper flew out and floated in the air, and a cluster of fire caught and burned it to ashes.

A ghostly figure slowly appeared, with long black hair, a pale face, and eyes that seemed to be dripping with blood.

The female ghost was wearing a mental hospital gown and bare feet, and every step she took left a bloody footprint.

She was walking around in a daze.

"You guys are out?" She tilted her head and looked over. "If only someone could have saved me back then, I wish I had the strength to resist. Now that you're out, then..."

Yan An naively thought she would say, "Just leave."

Who would have thought that the female ghost, who had no expression just now, would grin from ear to ear, revealing a row of teeth and said in a fierce grin: "Just stay and play with me."