Passerby A died unlucky and changed his fate

Chapter 175 Fighting each other

The male ghost nodded, "That's what you think... Although she takes money, I can see that she loves me..."

"Then why did you ask me to ask her if she loved you? Isn't that redundant?"

After Yan An asked, the male ghost began to sob, and his already small eyes almost disappeared on his face.

He cried miserably, and after Yan An confirmed once again that this was his obsession, he began to act.

Led by the male ghost, Yan An arrived at a massage parlor that looked very respectable and had an elegant and grand appearance.

The advertisement outside also has pictures of massage points related to traditional Chinese medicine.

"Are you sure this is here?"

"Sure. The first time I came here, I spent a long time outside the door looking at the acupuncture point map."

"..."

Yan An walked in, and the receptionist looked her over and said with a sweet smile, "Welcome."

"I'm here to look for someone. My sister Fanghua from my hometown works here." Yan An glanced at the picture of the technician on the wall.

Every technician was dressed in work clothes elegantly and had light makeup on their faces. There were both men and women, and among them was Fanghua.

If the male ghost had not been sure that this was the place, Yan An would not have thought of this place, as there were other charging items.

After all, she had only heard about the tricks in bath centers and massage parlors, but had never seen them in person.

"Ah? Fanghua, she's busy." The enthusiasm of the girl at the front desk dropped a little, but it didn't make people feel uncomfortable, and she still served with a smile.

"She is very busy today, you should wait until she gets off work," she said.

Yan An, "My back has been sore lately. I wanted to ring Sister Fanghua's clock, not to disturb her work."

The receptionist was enthusiastic again, "Of course! The store is having a promotion, and you can get a 50% discount by becoming a member~"

Yan An said he would not become a member, and she felt a little disappointed.

But in short, Yan was arranged to be there.

Half an hour later, Yan An was led by one of the receptionists to take the elevator upstairs.

Although there were quite a few guests at this time, Yan An had not seen any female guests walking around on the floor he arrived at.

Yan An was led to a room, where he saw a huge bed and a woman wearing a short skirt and a camisole.

The woman looked at Yan An with a smile, "Hello, please come in. This is the back massage package, right?"

Yan An nodded, and the front desk clerk helped close the door from the outside.

Yan An lay down on the bed, Fang Hua knelt down and began to massage Yan An.

At this time, the male ghost who had been following Yan An was crying loudly. Yan An could see his affectionate eyes as if he was acting in a sad drama just by turning his head.

This ghost was quite unlucky. He was doing farm work at home during the summer vacation when he slipped and fell on his head and died.

It's almost bizarre that she and I could be hit by a car and killed at the door of the unit.

The massage on the back was neither too light nor too heavy, which relieved the tension in Yan An's back.

It can be seen that there is nothing wrong with Fanghua's method.

Yan An once again doubted the truthfulness of what the male ghost said.

"Little girl, I heard from the front desk that you knew me, but I really didn't recognize who you were." Fanghua smiled gently.

Yan An said, "I had a senior who knew you, but he passed away in an accident. He was shy, and before he died, he asked me to ask you a question."

The kneading on his back stopped and Yan An turned his head to look.

Fanghua was stunned. "Who...who?"

Yan An said: "Chen Yong."

"...So it was that little classmate. Things in this world are really unpredictable. Someone might just be gone one day." Fanghua's voice became strange, as if she was deliberately suppressing something.

"Since he asked me to do this, I have to do it well, so I came to you. Have you ever liked him? He's a nice guy, right?"

Fanghua continued to move her hands, but she didn't say anything.

Yan An didn't look back and gave her some time.

At this time, the male ghost cried even louder. He cried and repeated, "I knew she had me in her heart. She was almost crying for me."

Fanghua finally spoke, her voice a little hoarse.

“I’m almost 40, divorced and have a child.

My ex-husband also likes massage, haha…what’s the difference between liking it and not liking it. Did he…tell you what I do for a living?”

"A masseur." Yan An said.

Fanghua smiled.

"The kid looked very honest and a bit introverted. In the service industry, you have to be able to talk, so I chatted with him. He probably misunderstood."

The crying male ghost's crying gradually became softer, and the back of his head, which had been intact, began to bleed as if it was melting.

Yan An didn't even look at him. "Sister, just tell me whether you have feelings for him or not. He's already dead anyway."

"...Of course not. He said he likes me, so why shouldn't I like him?" Fanghua showed a slight smile on her heavily made-up face.

"But those who come here don't really speak the truth. They're all just joking."

The male ghost started crying again, even louder than before.

He said nothing more, turned into a point of light and sank into the ground.

[Congratulations on charging 2 points of luck. Let's strive for better results next time~]

"Okay, thank you for your help, sister. My back feels much better now." Yan An sat up. "I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

"Ah?" Fanghua was surprised. "There's still half an hour left."

Yan An thanked him again, opened the door and left.

Before closing the door, she saw Fanghua covering her face and squatting on the ground crying.

With such a huge age gap, this place, and that situation, Yan An, as a bystander, couldn't understand what was going on between them.

She stood in front of the elevator waiting for it. When the elevator door opened, the smell of alcohol mixed with the smell of pickled cigarettes wafted into her nose.

Several men wearing big gold chains and striped shirts were about to come out. When they saw Yan An, they glanced at her.

One of them was on the phone, his eyes were not idle.

While looking at Yan An and smiling, he spoke into the phone.

"I understand, honey, don't worry, I'm out discussing work with my friends and won't be back home tonight.

Okay, I'll send you the video of our meeting later. You're still suspicious in broad daylight, so I'll deal with you when I get back."

Everyone else came out, but the man on the phone was occupying the elevator and didn't move.

Yan An waited patiently, but the man hung up the phone and whistled at her.

"The new girl is so fair and cute."

Yan An, “…”

"What's your number? Give me a good massage." As he said that, the man was about to hook his arms around Yan An's neck, but Yan An dodged.

"I'm here for a massage and I'm also a customer," said Yan An.

The man was stunned for a moment, and Fanghua ran over breathlessly, "Brother, you misunderstood, that's my sister."

The man raised an eyebrow, "Your sister? Introduce me."

Another person said with a smile, "Let's go inside and talk. It's not like standing at the elevator door."

Fanghua grabbed someone's arm and said with a smile, "I'm here for a massage, brother, stop making trouble, let me give you a good massage."

Yan An was about to enter the elevator but was stopped again and a gold watch was handed to him.

"Look how well behaved your sister is. I'm taking you out to eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks. I don't have any other intentions, I just want to make friends.

I work in engineering and know a lot of big bosses. I'll help you find a job after you graduate."

Fanghua pushed the arm of the man who handed over the gold watch, wanting him to let Yan An leave.

As a result, as soon as she touched the man, she was slapped in the face.

Fanghua covered her face in fear.

The man was a little impatient, "Why are you pulling and tugging?"

He looked at Yan An impatiently again, spoke with a thick tongue, and a smell similar to that of a garbage can came out of his mouth.

"Why don't you know what's good for you, little girl?"

Yan An pulled Fang Hua aside and said, "Stay away."

The three drunks looked at Yan An with amusement, "What are you doing? You little brat, are you going to hit someone?"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

The three powerful slaps stunned the three drunkards, and by the time they reacted, they were filled with rage.

The three of them attacked Yan An together.

How come these three grown men can’t control a little girl?

If they can't defeat this little girl today, will they still have any shame?

At this moment, their strong self-esteem kicked in and they didn't consider what was wrong with three against one.

Three wild boar-like men pounced towards Yan An.

Yan An dodged a man who was rushing towards him and kicked him in the butt.

The man was already drunk and dizzy, and after being kicked, he fell to the ground with his hands and knees.

Yan An grabbed another person's wrist, twisted it, and punched him in the eye.

Another person tried to grab her from behind, but she kicked him in the lower body.

"Ouch." The man covered his balls, veins bulging in pain.

Those who covered their eyes covered their eyes, and those who lay on the ground were kicked a few more times by Yan An.

Fang Hua was so frightened that she tried to stop Yan An, "Stop fighting! They're not to be trifled with!"

"Ding!"

The elevator door opened and several people appeared in the elevator.

Wei Yanan recognized one of them, the policeman who helped her hide from Ji Qian.

And today is a workday.

Looking at the other people's standing postures, they all looked very straight.

So they don't come for a massage, but...

Yan An immediately covered his face, his eyes becoming aggrieved, "We were fighting each other."

Zhao Heqian, "..."

They saw the fight on the surveillance camera.