Chapter 1811

Ouyang Zicao tried to suppress his breath, his face was wrinkled into chrysanthemum, cold sweat and hot sweat mixed together, wet his clothes.

The temperature gradually dropped, and he began to shudder. The cold wind roared over his head. Ouyang Zicao's nerves, which had been relaxed a little, were completely tightened at this time.

It's early summer, and it's not hot, but it's clear that such a cold wind shouldn't appear.

Ouyang Zicao vaguely felt that there was another person coming into the workshop, but he was not sure whether it was the thing that followed him before. However, judging from the current situation, the possibility is not small.

"Dada..."

Ouyang Zicao was shocked. The sound of his feet was not very heavy, but in such a quiet night, he could hear a needle drop, not to mention the sound of footsteps.

After wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, Ouyang Zicao wanted to probe to see if it was the thing that followed him before. However, he didn't have the courage. He always felt that the thing behind him was not a good thing. If he was found, it would probably kill him.

He didn't know why his thoughts changed so fast, perhaps because of fear, or whatever.

Now Ouyang Zicao has no bottom in his heart. He is very nervous. He has some difficulties in swallowing and salivating. He doesn't know what to do for a moment.

The footstep sound approached gradually, and Ouyang Zicao, who still had a fluke mind, tried not to rush out.

But the pace is still approaching, praying that the headless things do not find themselves. Ouyang Zicao's eyes are a little red.

If it was discovered, he would not know what would happen next.

But his prayer didn't seem to have any effect. The master of the footstep sound seemed to confirm that Ouyang Zicao was in it. He walked towards his position step by step without pause.

The voice seemed to be the king of hell urging his life, which made Ouyang Zicao extremely afraid and uneasy.

"Da..."

The footstep stopped, but Ouyang Zicao became more nervous. Because he can judge for sure that the owner of the footstep is behind him, behind the cardboard box that blocks his figure.

Although the two meter high carton provided him with a hiding place, it also blocked the sight of Ouyang Zicao. Therefore, Ouyang Zicao did not know who the other party was and what he was doing at this time.

Carefully moved his position, Ouyang Zicao did not make a sound. He adjusted his body to the most fleeing position and was ready to rush out.

"Young man, why are you still here so late?"

As this old voice appeared behind Ouyang Zicao, the beam of a flashlight also shone down.

Ouyang Zicao was surprised and then turned his head. The light of the flashlight made him unable to open his eyes. However, he could still see a figure standing on the two meter high carton.

Ouyang Zicao was able to make sure that what he had just heard was indeed a human voice, so he did not immediately run away, but he remained extremely vigilant.

He covered his eyes with his hands, narrowed his eyes and asked, "who are you?" His voice was a little bit close, apparently because he had been scared before.

The old figure did not answer his words, but continued to repeat his own question: "young man, why are you still here so late?"

Ouyang Zicao slowly stood up and stepped back a few steps. At this time, the old man realized that his flashlight had shaken Ouyang Zicao's eyes, so he dimmed his flashlight. Ouyang Zicao's eyes also gradually adapted to such light.

"Old man, I'm not a bad man. I just came across something, so I'm hiding here."

When speaking, Ouyang Zicao also saw the old man's appearance clearly.

The old man's age, at least over 60 years old, was wearing camouflage clothes that had been washed a little white. As for some details, because of the light, Ouyang Zicao is not very clear.

The old man gave a dry cough and then asked, "what happened to you? Do you want me to call the police? "

"Well No need to... "

Ouyang Zicao originally wanted to call the police, but he gave up his idea after thinking about it. In his present situation, if he really calls the police, all the previous cases will be found out, and it is inevitable that he will be shot at that time.

What's more, even if you call the police, you don't have to escape the death trial. The longer you stay here, the more dangerous Ouyang Zicao feels. Maybe something will happen.

After thinking about it for a while, he said to the old man, "uncle, can you lend me your mobile phone? I want to make a phone call. "There was no signal on his cell phone, so he paid attention to the old man. In his opinion, the reason why his mobile phone has no signal is that he has accepted the death trial, which is the means of the death judge.

But if it's someone else, it's not necessarily.

"Well, I'm sorry." The old man said as he slowly climbed down the ladder behind the carton. Ouyang Zicao noticed at this time that there was a ladder on the other side of the carton.

This is also a very normal thing, otherwise, the old man is very old, and it is obviously impossible for him to climb such a high carton.

After coming down, the old man continued: "I'm here to patrol this evening. I'm afraid that someone will steal these remaining cartons and go out in a hurry, so I forget to bring my mobile phone."

"So it is..." Ouyang Zicao's face some can not hide the disappointment, he originally hoped to be able to borrow a mobile phone, did not think, in the end or draw water.

The old man went to Ouyang Zicao and looked at the embarrassed Ouyang Zicao. He couldn't help but ask, "what's the matter with you, young man I'm afraid I don't owe you any money? "

Ouyang Zicao did not want to nod to admit down, he will not at this time to say clearly what he is because will become like this.

He didn't know whether the old man knew the death trial or not. Besides, if he really went to the bottom of the matter, he couldn't explain it clearly, so he simply admitted it. ..

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