On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Chapter 2265 Strange True Appearance

Zhou Zhenghang subconsciously raised his hand, about to touch his cheek, but then suddenly stopped.

He was still wearing a mask, and if he reached out to scratch it now, he might accidentally knock the mask off, and then everything would be over.

He suppressed the unbearable itch, clenching his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms, trying to distract himself with the pain.

But the itch seemed to have a life of its own, spreading along his skin from his cheeks to his neck and then to his ears, growing stronger and stronger, making his face gradually look a little unnatural, and the sweat on his forehead flowed even faster.

Among the crowd, Miaoqin's maid also noticed Zhou Zhenghang's unusual behavior. Seeing his pale face, sweat on his forehead, and panic in his eyes, her heart skipped a beat.

Something's not right. Why is he like this?

The maid's heart raced again, and she instinctively tried to back away, only to find two unfamiliar men standing behind her, staring at her with cold eyes and blocking her way.

She was startled and wanted to call for help, but Bee Whistle stepped forward with a smile, waved his hand, and suddenly everything went black before her eyes, and she knew nothing more.

Two bodyguards, one on each side, firmly supported her and quietly retreated.

Everyone around was focused on Zhou Zhenghang, and no one paid any attention to him.

Someone couldn't help but ask, "Manager Zhou, what's wrong? Why do you look so pale?"

Zhou Zhenghang forced a smile, trying to explain, but the itching grew stronger and stronger, making his words somewhat intermittent: "It's nothing, I was just locked up for a few days, didn't eat or sleep well, and talked too much just now, so I'm a little tired."

As he spoke, he forced himself to bow to Cui Chong.

"Officer Cui, I am feeling unwell. Would you mind if I went inside to rest for a while?"

Cui Chong watched his forced composure, and the smile on his lips grew colder and colder.

"The matter of the corpse hasn't been clarified yet, what's the rush?"

Cui Chong refused, and Zhou Zhenghang clenched his fists, pinching his palms.

However, it's not that he can remain undetected simply by enduring it.

He was sweating more and more, and the edges of his mask were starting to come loose.

The sharp-eyed fellow who was closest to him saw this and was horrified.

Xiao Shun, the shop assistant closest to "Zhou Zhenghang", was already terrified by the corpse and his legs went weak. His gaze inadvertently swept across his "shopkeeper's" face.

Suddenly, I noticed that the edge of his mask was slightly raised on the side of his ear, revealing a very thin gap. There was a bit of translucent gel-like substance hanging in the gap, swaying gently with his rapid breathing.

Immediately afterwards, the raised edge slid down an inch along the cheek, revealing a completely different skin tone underneath, as if a layer of skin had been peeled off the face.

Xiao Shun's pupils suddenly contracted, and he let out a distorted cry of surprise. His feet moved backward uncontrollably, causing the chair behind him to creak.

"Shedding...shedding skin!" His voice trembled uncontrollably, his finger shaking as he pointed at "Zhou Zhenghang's" face. "Manager, the skin on your face...it's peeling off!"

These words struck the crowd like a thunderbolt. The whispering crowd fell silent instantly, and all eyes turned to "Zhou Zhenghang's" face.

Those nearby immediately noticed the bizarre sight – a small piece of the mask on his right cheek had come loose, revealing skin that was much whiter than the skin of "Zhou Zhenghang" on his face, and had an unnatural sheen that clashed with the surrounding skin.

"My goodness! What's going on?" A man in a blue cloth shirt jumped back half a step in fright, his voice filled with terror. "It really shed its skin?"

"Who peels their skin like that?" The woman next to her held the child's hand tightly, hiding the child behind her back, her eyes full of fear. "It looks like...like something that was stuck on has fallen off!"

The discussion erupted again, even more intense than before, with fear and confusion written on everyone's face.

Everyone instinctively stepped back, and the tightly packed circle instantly opened up, leaving only "Zhou Zhenghang" standing alone in the middle.

Zhou Zhenghang's heart skipped a beat, and he knew something was wrong!

The itching on his body grew more and more intense, and the glue on the edge of the mask had been softened by sweat. The movement he had just made while trying to bow had tugged at the mask, and it was actually about to fall off!

He could no longer pretend to be calm, and ignoring Cui Chong in front of him, he took a step and turned to rush into the teahouse—once he got into the teahouse, there were many tables and chairs inside, and there was a back door to escape, which was better than being surrounded by people here.

"Trying to run?" Cui Chong's voice was as cold as iron, having already anticipated his move.

He moved swiftly, like an arrow released from a bow, blocking Zhou Zhenghang's path with his arms slightly outstretched.

At the same time, the two officers following behind Cui Chong reacted immediately. One circled to the left, and the other flanked to the right. The three of them formed a triangle and firmly surrounded "Zhou Zhenghang" in the middle.

Zhou Zhenghang's momentum was blocked by Cui Chong, and his retreat was also blocked by the officials on both sides, which made him panic.

He looked around, trying to squeeze through the gap between the officers, but the two officers had already received Cui Chong's instructions and were blocking his way completely.

"Get out of the way!" He was so anxious that his voice changed, and he reached out to push Cui Chong away.

However, Cui Chong's skills were far beyond his reach. Cui Chong raised his hand to block, accurately grabbing his wrist with such force that he could not move.

“Since you dare to pretend, don’t even think about running away.” Cui Chong’s eyes were sharp as knives as he stared intently at his face. Without hesitation, he reached out with his other hand and grabbed the edge of the loosened mask.

Zhou Zhenghang was terrified and struggled desperately to get away: "Let me go! I'm Zhou Zhenghang!"

His struggles were futile. Cui Chong's hands held his head like iron clamps, and with a slight force from his fingertips, he tore the mask down through the seam.

With a soft "rip," the mask, identical to the real Zhou Zhenghang's, was forcibly ripped off.

The mask fell to the ground, revealing a face underneath.

The surrounding crowd fell into a deathly silence for a moment, and then a scream that was louder than ever before erupted. Many people were so frightened that they took a step back, and some even instinctively covered their mouths.

This face is just too bizarre.

The skin was an abnormally pale white, so smooth that there wasn't a single wrinkle or pore, like a piece of finely polished white jade, yet it also had an indescribable stiffness.

The facial features are even more bizarre. The eyes, nose, and mouth are all fairly normal when viewed individually, but when put together, they appear extremely uncoordinated, as if they were forcibly pieced together on a face.

With slightly upturned eyes, an overly high nose bridge, and unevenly thick lips, he exudes an inhuman and bizarre aura.