Qing City, in an electronics factory.

The floor-standing fan in the factory was rotating "squeakingly", and more than a dozen workers in the workshop were lying on the table to rest.

"As summer comes, this factory will be so hot and I don't want to work." At this time, one of the workers complained.

"That's right, when will our factory install air conditioners?"

"You just keep dreaming."

At this moment, in the corner of the workshop, a young teenage man was screwing the screws quickly.

His face was covered with sweat, his fair cheeks were slight blushing, and the T-shirt he was wearing was also wet with sweat, which stuck directly to his body.

"Xiao Su, don't work so hard. This factory is calculated by hour." At this time, a worker reminded Lin Feng.

After hearing this, Lin Feng stopped the screwdriver in his hand and said, "It's okay, Uncle Zhao, I just want to do more."

After saying that, Lin Feng continued to pick up the screwdriver in his hand and started working.

Suddenly, a sound of footsteps suddenly rang out.

For a moment, these workers were also shocked and immediately started working in a hurry.

Then, a fat middle-aged man slowly walked from the aisle of the workshop.

Seeing the workers on both sides working hard to screw the screws, their hands were very fast.

After seeing the middle-aged man, the workers on both sides said in unison: "Hello supervisor!"

"Don't be lazy for me, otherwise I'll just deduct my salary." The middle-aged man sternly said to the workers on both sides.

But just after he left, the dozen or so workers stopped again.

"This supervisor is a slander for a day, it's really annoying." The workers continued to complain.

"That's right, I don't want to stay in this factory anymore."

The summer in June this year seemed particularly hot, and the cicadas on the trees outside the factory kept ringing, which made people feel extremely upset.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the workers in the factory also got home from get off work one after another.

"Lin Feng, let's go." A worker said to Lin Feng on the side.

"See you tomorrow, Uncle Zhao."

After finishing the day of work, Lin Feng was also preparing to go home.

Lin Feng felt very frustrated by his work and his sarcastic supervisors.

Suddenly, Lin Feng slipped and fell heavily to the ground.

Looking back, I stepped on a banana peel.

"Damn, don't bring such a miserable person. When will I be lucky?" Lin Feng couldn't help but complain.

Looking back, Lin Feng suffered all kinds of bad luck from birth, he would trip over when he went out, be chased by dogs while running, and often choked when drinking water.

This bad luck seems to have been with me and has not dissipated.

His mother once found a fortune teller to calculate his fate, saying that it was the reincarnation of a broom star. After hearing this, Su Ma wanted to pick up a broom and want to hit the fortune teller on the spot.

Lin Feng slowly got up from the ground.

A burning sensation of pain came from the arm.

I looked at my arm and was suddenly worn out.

"Oh, it's really unlucky." Lin Feng couldn't help but sigh.

Just as Lin Feng raised his head, his pupils instantly dilated.

A fierce man walked out from the depths of the alley with a dragon tattooed on his arm.

Seeing this, Lin Feng hurriedly got up and left.

When the middle-aged man saw Lin Feng ignored him, he shouted sternly: "Boy, have you not seen me?"

After hearing this, Lin Feng turned his head and smiled awkwardly, saying, "Hello Brother Hu."

This brother Hu is a gangster in Qingshi. Lin Feng accidentally ruined this guy's good deeds before, but he was always resentful by this guy.

"Boy, should we settle the previous account?" Qi Hu rubbed his hands, his bones rattled, and he said maliciously.

Lin Feng didn't think too much, and ran away.

"Good boy, stop here."

Lin Feng fled forward frantically, not knowing where he was heading.

Behind him, Qi Hu was chasing him closely.

Why am I so unlucky? I met this guy just after get off work? I am so lucky.

At this time, Lin Feng realized that he had run to the highway.

Look at the traffic lights across the road, and there are three seconds to turn red lights, this is an opportunity.

Lin Feng immediately accelerated the speed, almost reaching ten meters per second.

Suddenly, a dazzling light shot into Lin Feng's eyes, making Lin Feng unable to open his eyes.

The next moment, Lin Feng just felt his body be knocked away by a very strong impact.

He stopped after being knocked away for more than ten meters.

At this time, the truck also stopped.

After being hit, Lin Feng felt that the bones in his body were about to fall apart, and a pool of red liquid began to appear on the ground.

"Isn't it a green light?" Lin Feng said in his heart.

But now Lin Feng was so painful that he couldn't speak.

After seeing this scene, Qi Hu, who was chasing him, felt a little scared in his heart. Why did this cause death directly? Did he indirectly cause death?

Without any hesitation, Qi Hu hurriedly fled the scene.

At this time, the door of the truck was opened and a pungent smell of alcohol came.

A voice said, "Uh, you're trying to mess around."

When Lin Feng smelled the intoxicating smell of alcohol, he felt very desperate.

I was driving drunk, this was all a blessing.

Lin Feng's consciousness began to dissipate, and everything in front of him became very blurred.

"I don't want to die yet." Lin Feng muttered.

The pedestrians on the side noticed this place.

"There was a car accident here and someone was hit."

"Driving drunk, you will definitely be on the hot search tomorrow. Take a photo."

"This man seems to be out of breath. Hurry up, call 120."

After a while, a group of people gathered here.

In a trance, Lin Feng seemed to see countless silk threads in the darkness.

Lin Feng reached out to grab the threads.

The voices of pedestrians reached Lin Feng's ears, and the vision in front of him began to become clearer.

"Am I dead?" Lin Feng whispered.

Then, the picture in front of him began to flash quickly.

When Lin Feng woke up again, he found himself in an alley.

A burning pain came from the arms.

“It’s not here…”

Looking up again, a fierce man came from the depths of the alley, which was Qi Hu.

Looking back on what happened before, I was not being chased by Qi Hu, and then hit by a car...

Why, I'm back here again.

"Boy, is it time for us to settle the previous accounts?"

In the same way, am I stuck in a loop?

But this time it seemed a little different. He saw a number displayed on Qi Hu's head, 37.

What is this number?

However, Qi Hu had already strode towards Lin Feng.

Seeing this, Lin Feng immediately stood up and ran wildly. No matter whether he or she escaped, it was important to escape.

"Good boy, stop here."
To be continued...