Chapter 140

Name:Dark Matter Museum Author:ye bu yu
With a cry, countless arrays amplified his energy, turned into a big arrow in the sky, pierced the air, and pierced the huge hand at an unavoidable speed.

Uncle Wang howled miserably, and the black fog's body was like a punctured balloon, which turned into a stream of smoke and dust and disappeared without a trace.

The oppressive atmosphere around them also disappeared. Cheng foraoya and Li Jiaming fell to the ground and stared at the incomprehensible scene in front of them.

"Uncle Wang, dead?" Li Jiaming stammered.

Yenuo shook his head: "what he killed should be only one of its parts. But the crisis has been lifted for the time being. "

"That monster is so terrible. But third, you're really awesome. You've taken care of such terrible monsters, and it's so easy. " Li Jiaming smacks his tongue.

relaxed?

Yenuo smiled bitterly. He has a good memory and a high IQ. God knows how much hard work he did last night and how many situations he speculated before he successfully performed the decontamination technique. After all, this Baixi needs at least a B-level cleaner to be able to use it.

Moreover, things are far from over, or even far from relieved.

"Mr. yenuo, how did you know we were in danger and come back early to save us? When you set out in the morning, you said you would come back later. " Cheng fangya stroked her messy black hair.

"Something complicated has happened." Yenuo rubbed his nose: "to be honest, the situation is worse than I thought."

"What a bad way?" Li Jiaming shrunk his neck.

"Worse than you think. I found some things in Zhang Heng's house. Those things remind me of a lot. " Yenuo straightened his mind and said slowly, "maybe Uncle Wang appeared in Zhang Heng's house and Cheng foraoya's house. Even Cheng foraoya said that you can see Uncle Wang for the first time, and even call out Uncle Wang's name when you can open your mouth. These, everything, in fact, have been connected for a long time. "

"Ah!" Li Jiaming and Cheng fangya looked at each other. Unexpectedly, yenuo would say such words.

What can be the connection between Li's family, Cheng's family and even Zhang Heng's family? I can't think of it.

At the moment when yenuo was about to tell the secret he found, a huge smell of evil came. Yenuo's face suddenly changed, and he retreated back subconsciously.

Sooner or later, a huge masked face fell from the air like a meteor. With one mouth, it broke the boundary of the white circle on the ground and swallowed Cheng foraoya and Li Jiaming.

Before yenuo reacted to the attack, the faces of the two people and Uncle Wang had completely disappeared, and there was no trace any more. Yenuo was stunned and stood in front of the shabby little garden, looking at the Long Yin city.

The city is crowded with traffic, and there is a constant flow of vehicles downstairs. Everything is very routine. But who knows how many terrible and strange mysterious events are happening in the dark side of the city covered up every day?

The second son and his girlfriend were taken away by Uncle Wang. Yenuo was very unwilling. He made the next decision, which related to the life and death of several families and even his life.

After thinking for half an hour, he clenched his teeth and spit out four words: "shit, spell it!"

He went downstairs and took a taxi. Another hour later, yenuo stood at the gate of Cheng fangya's house. He was nervous, raised his hand and knocked heavily on the security door.

"Who?" Someone inside asked.

"Me." Yenuo answered.

The door opened with a squeak. Yenuo hardened his head and walked into the gate like hell.

The moment I walked in, the door closed heavily, as if what closed together was everyone's vitality!

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There are more or less waves in everyone's heart. Most of the inner anxiety and anxiety come from the inconsistency with social standards and personal status quo.

For example, you feel OK in the exam, but your parents often compare you with other people's children. For example, your salary is good, but relatives will say that the salary of others is much higher than that of your uncle, mother-in-law, third sister's second aunt and third uncle's son.

You see, this inexplicable social standard has caused your anxiety. It also causes your hair loss, hair loss, insomnia, decadence, depression and self destruction.

But when you think about it, do these standards really make any sense?

Zhang Heng felt that these standards were meaningless. But paradoxically, he was pressed out of breath in these various standards formulated by human beings.

There is no standard life in this world. No one can live a standard life. No one even becomes a real winner in life. Because there is always something you don't have, but others have.

Zhang Heng is a noble man in his bones, but he has suffered from serious insomnia recently. The company has laid off employees, and has laid off most of the employees of the marketing department and the project department in the early stage. Half a month ago, the big knife of layoffs finally cut into the technology department and swept himself out of the door.

Zhang Heng is going crazy.

At midnight, he sat in the small home he had just bought and had 30 years of loans to repay, looking out the window at the traffic and neon flashing. Mingming's window was open, and the wind of the high building kept blowing in. He still felt unable to breathe. It seemed that he was choked by the secular world.

His wife and two children were sleeping soundly in the bedroom. Zhang Heng dared not tell his wife about his unemployment from beginning to end. In order to buy a house, I spent all my savings in the early stage and even borrowed some money as a down payment.

You have to pay back the borrowed money and the mortgage. The cost of living, the upbringing of a son and a daughter, and the cost of education are indispensable expenses.

I don't feel it when I have a job, but once I lose my job, I have no source of income. Money flows out like water. It can't stop. I'm afraid his small family will collapse if it can't last for two months.

Zhang Heng turned on the computer and looked at his mailbox. The resume dropped into the sea and didn't reply at all. When he bought his own house, the boss of the company was still in high spirits. He said that he had got a financing and the market had started. The next step is the listing of small and medium-sized board.

But how did the situation turn sharply when I just bought a house?

If I had known, I wouldn't care about the secular vision and insisted on buying this suite. Zhang Heng regretted that the decision to buy a house was purely a matter of his own head and vanity. Who bought a house and who bought a second set for a friend who couldn't stand his age.

Otherwise, at least there are deposits that can survive this period of time.

Now the general environment is not good. I'm afraid it's hard to find a job.

Zhang Heng sighed. At the moment of turning off the computer, his mobile phone suddenly lit up and a friend message popped up on the screen.

"Oh, hello. Xiao Hengheng, long time no see. "