At this moment, Zhang Xiaofan can clearly and incomparably realize that from just now on, there has been a vague breath behind him, and he has been firmly locked in himself.
To be sure, someone is stalking him!
"Ha ha..."
after thinking about this, Zhang Xiaofan's mouth rose. After sketching out a bit of cold, he directly turned around and walked to a small alley of farting spirit on the right.
I see, Zhang Xiaofan's pace is still as before, not slow.
But he can still clearly feel that the man behind him has been following his own footsteps, keeping a relatively safe distance from him, and always firmly following him.
However, the man did not send out any trace of murderous spirit, hidden in the bustling crowd.
And Zhang Xiaofan, he is constantly changing the direction of their own progress, to go to some corners.
In front of Zhang Xiaofan seven turn eight, finally came to a four no one, secluded lane.
The guy who was following Zhang Xiaofan in silence not far away was also slightly stunned, but "he" was after all an expert in art and courageous. He just thought about it in his heart for a while, and soon followed him in.
At the end of this secluded alley, there is a quadrangle with the characteristics of the old imperial capital and few people live in it. It covers a vast area.
As for the man who followed him, he realized at the first time that he had lost Zhang Xiaofan, let alone whether there was any trace of Zhang Xiaofan, or even a ghost shadow.
After perceiving this, the stalker also frowned heavily, but after looking at the only courtyard in front of him, after a little deliberation in his heart, he finally chose to stride into the courtyard.
After stepping into the courtyard, you can see that the courtyard is desolate. The withered branches and fallen leaves can be seen everywhere in the courtyard. However, the "tracker" still can't find Zhang Xiaofan's whereabouts after carefully looking around him.
"I've seen a ghost. How can a good living man say that he's gone? It doesn't make sense...
, because of this inexplicable situation, the stalker feels very strange. Can't he follow a young man alone?!!
"Creak..."
however, at this time, the old wooden door opened and closed, and suddenly came from behind, which made the "tracker" feel "cluttered!" One, quickly turn around, follow the reputation.
The man she was following was leaning on the doorframe with one hand and a cigarette between the index finger and the middle finger of the other hand.
"You've come all the way with me. What's your purpose?"
Speaking, Zhang Xiaofan is slowly spit out a smoke ring, look relaxed, as if the girl in front of him is being followed, not Zhang Xiaofan.
"You..."
"you found out, I have been following you?!"
Just listen, a clear and pleasant voice slowly spread, the stalker is actually a pure girl who looks no more than 21, two years old www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!