The Counterattack Plan of A Villain With Ten Thousand Fans [QT] (part 2)

Chapter 323

It was night, Du Zian had just fallen asleep, and suddenly he woke up from his dream with a start. He raised his hand and touched his face, and found that it was covered with cold sweat. William, who had been with him, was nowhere to be found.

He sat up in doubt, "William, William?"

However, this time William did not appear when Du Zian called him, and he could not even feel the contract between him and the devil.

Two minutes later, he finally confirmed that the devil was not by his side. Du Zian's face darkened, and he got out of bed and walked towards his mother's room next door. He didn't know why he always felt a little uneasy.

Before leaving, he glanced at the open curtains. The full moon that was still bright when he went to bed disappeared without a single star in the night sky. A gust of wind blew, and the clothes stained with cold sweat stuck to his body, making him shiver.

No, he had clearly closed the window before going to bed, and he didn't have time to open the door. Where did the wind come from?

Du Zian frowned, "William, come out, stop joking with me, I'm not in the mood to play pranks with you."

At this time, Du Zian's face had long lost the mask of the innocent and beautiful boy he usually wore. His eyes were sharp, and his expression was a little angry, but he was quite majestic.

The room was silent, and the devil who should have come out to admit his mistake was nowhere to be seen.

Du Zian, who originally believed that it was a prank by William, felt a little uncertain. He looked around, but didn't see anything wrong, and then suspiciously opened the door and walked out.

It was bright outside the door, and the servants were busy. Du Zian was pushed hard before he could react. A woman's sharp voice rang in his ears, "Little bastard, you still know it?"

Looking at the woman's originally beautiful face, which was distorted by anger, Du Zian's pupils shrank, "Ah, Auntie?"

The woman sneered, "You still know who I am? Why don't you go cook now? Do you want to starve me to death?"

"Mom, I'm hungry." Another sunny and handsome young man came in from the door holding a basketball, and then began to question Du Zian, "Why is the meal not ready yet?"

"Big, big brother?"

The woman pushed Du Zian again, "Why don't you go quickly? If you delay Yangyang's game because you made breakfast late, you won't have to eat for the next three days."

Du Zian walked to the kitchen in a daze, mechanically made breakfast for the whole family, and after putting the plates on the table, he finally calmed down. Something was wrong. These two people were obviously dead, and they were killed by him personally. It was impossible for them to appear here.

And it should be night now, how could it become daytime?

Is he still dreaming?

Yes, the dead cannot be resurrected, he must be dreaming.

Thinking of this, Du Zian finally relaxed, and looked at the two people at the table with malicious eyes. He didn't believe that he could kill them in reality, but he couldn't do anything to them in his dream.

He took a knife from the kitchen, walked to the two people who were playing the role of a loving mother and a filial son at the table, and raised the knife under the horrified eyes of the two.

The salty blood splashed on his body, and Du Zian's face was full of a happy smile, "Go to hell, all of you go to hell!"

One person and one knife, Du Zian's body soon became bloody, but he soon found something wrong.