Chapter 28

Fu Xi covered his chest and breathed hard.

He even when she needs herself most

The man thinks of Lin Lang's indifference to him, and his heart is a burst of colic. It's all his fault that makes her fall into such a dangerous situation!

Originally, if his mobile phone had not been turned off, he would have received a call from Linlang!

Fu Xi felt cold all over.

Yes, if his mobile phone hasn't been broken by Yang Lu.

Yang Lu was always rash, and he didn't take it seriously at that time.

He didn't want to think deeply. After his good brother betrayed and fell in love with his sister-in-law, his beloved apprentice was also deceiving him!

"Then why don't you come to me?"

Fu Xi suddenly noticed another thing. Since Xie Dianhua secretly took this photo, it shows that he was also present at that time! He can tell him directly!

"Why do you want to come to you?"

The young boy with a slightly immature face tilted his head, but said in a very bad way, "since you have one in your arms, you probably don't care about the life and death of all these people, right? What can't I do with her? "

"You son of a bitch!"

Fu Xi's patience has reached the limit. Before he thought of it, he was still full of trust and gave him care of Linlang. Now it looks like a big joke!

This little bunny has a brilliant idea in the morning!

His forehead was blue and blue, like an angry Tyrannosaurus Rex. He waved his fist and said hello to Xie Zhanhua's Zhang Junxiu face.

"Pooh!"

The boy spat out a mouthful of blood, not afraid of death provocation way, "forget to tell you, I also took advantage of her amnesia, said I was her boyfriend."

"I know everything about her, her taste, her taste, her taste."

"I'm more qualified than you, a real boyfriend who is ambiguous with the Secretary, isn't I?"

"By the way, there is a cinnabar mole behind her ear. It's beautiful."

"She likes me to touch her ears gently and say I have the illusion of being spoiled."

Xie Dianhua laughed wildly and wantonly, as if with light in her eyes, "silly, so silly, how can it be an illusion? I am willing to spoil her and hurt her a thousand times more than you do, like a queen, like a princess, I am the only loyal subject."

"You don't deserve her, boss."

"Bang --"

the sound of flesh and blood fragmentation.

The man pinched his neck hard. His cold, scornful, beautiful face showed the evil spirit of the abyss. Maybe the devil would be afraid to see his appearance.

"I'm not worthy of you. Do you think you have the lie of a liar has the final say? It's just a loser

He sneered.

Blood flowed down Xie's forehead, blurring his eyebrows and eyes, but he was still smiling, looking at his back, smiling clean and soft, "boss, do you think you really win?"

Fu Xi was stiff.

The girl stood behind him, the cold eyes, like looking at a cold butcher, hands covered with disgusting blood.

After compounding with Lin Lang, Fu Xi has been playing the role of the perfect lover carefully. He is afraid that she will contradict himself and dislike his unscrupulous means.

Every man wants to keep a clean and clear image in front of his beloved, so that they feel that the partner they choose is reliable and healthy, and has the ability to shield her from the wind and rain. In the future, he will be a good husband and a good father.

But Fu Xi knew that he was not such a perfect person.

The blood of violent killing runs through his body.

Just like that day, he became a despicable robber, cruelly abducting the innocence of the girl.

Even if she is close to herself, she is still afraid?

Aware of this, Fu Xi became more and more polite to her and forced himself to regard himself as a most reserved and refined gentleman.

But now, the worst part of his character was known to her.

Fu Xi realized that he had been cheated.

Xie Dianhua deliberately disguised himself as a pure and harmless lamb, which made him angry, so that Lin Lang could witness the savage process of violence.

"Fu Xi, are you going to kill people?"

The girl asked softly. The peacock blue dress made her skin as if coagulated fat. Especially for the patients who had just recovered from a serious illness, her face was covered with a morbid snow white, but her lips were red and full of the most beautiful blood, and there was a hint of the charm of the evil spirit.

Fu Xi was so fascinated that he let go.

Xie Dianhua hoarse, "you, you restore the memory?"

He can see at a glance, her eyebrows and eyes are filled with a photographic light, like a goblin dumping all sentient beings, and her innocent manner disappears without a trace.

Xie Dianhua thinks that he should be regretful, because it means that everything he has done before is in vain. But what's the matter? Looking at the corner of her mouth, it seems that her soul will be absorbed into it, and there is no room for turning around.I've lost my mind.

Xie Jianhua thought that he would never get rid of this depraved "forbidden love" in his life.

"I called an ambulance, Fu Xi. You can carry people up."

Lin Lang is not polite at all.

But the man was willing to be driven by her, even though he almost wanted to kill him a minute ago.

On the ambulance, the doctor is doing some simple hemostatic bandage for Xie Dianhua. Fu Xi sits beside Lin Lang, hesitates slightly and reaches out to hold her.

The other side squinted at him and pulled the palm of his hand back.

Sure enough, she still did not forgive herself.

Xie Dianhua's hand is slightly raised in the side of Linlang.

He turned to look at her with a sort of supplication.

The girl's long and slender eyelashes, such as butterfly wings, gently quivered and stretched out her hand.

At that moment, even though the whole body was convulsed with pain, the boy used all his strength to show a big and hearty smile to his sweetheart, just like getting the whole world.

The starlight in Fu Xi's eyes fell in.

The man's face was pale, and he was more like an incurable patient than Xie Binghua, who was seriously injured.

Regret it, love it.

All this is due to your lovely little apprentice.

Lin Lang's chin is supported by one hand. Now the heart of the man is soft enough to hurt her at will. She doesn't do anything. It seems that she doesn't conform to the identity of her vicious girl?

So, do you want to start with the woman?

Her rose lip like a crescent moon gently curved, is so sweet and charming.

The last massacre is just beginning.