rose in his heart

Chapter 207 Explosion
Chu Minglang may have completely lost the ability to think at this time.There is essentially no difference between these two requirements.

but……

Chu Jin stroked the cold object, and exchanged glances with the person beside him.

He said, "Yes."

The moment Chu Jin finished speaking, the dense mist and rain began to rain indistinctly.The raindrops slid down the old tree and landed on the ground. He stared coldly ahead, locking on to a point not far away, and his jawline tensed.

Chu Minglang couldn't believe that he still had a chance to live at this moment. For a moment, he didn't know whether he was lamenting that he should die or being excited, and kept pulling the candle to back.He stared at the motionless policeman in front of him, and took a deep breath.

Just when he was nervous, someone suddenly patted his back.

Chu Minglang's hands trembled, and he turned his head abruptly. What he saw was a face occupied by a black birthmark.

At this moment, he breathed a sigh of relief and quickly relaxed.

"Heizi, where the hell did you go before?" How could he be left here alone to face such a situation, he felt that he would be strangled to death in the next moment!

Heizi said, "Didn't you ask me to deal with Wang Ming? I just got back. What's going on? Why are the police here?"

"Damn, I'm almost scared to pee," Chu Minglang said hoarsely, "Fu Yan who was with you is an inner ghost. Once Wang Ming died, he reported to the police. Wang Ming is our main force. The police may I felt that there was no threat without him, so I came in."

Heizi nodded.

"Then let's go quickly."

Seeing that Heizi was so calm, Chu Minglang calmed down a lot.

He had just walked a few steps forward, but as if he had thought of something, he suddenly stopped.

Chu Minglang glanced sideways at Heizi, Heizi was still the Heizi in his memory, as simple and honest as a pig.

He glanced at the scene surrounded by the police again, his thoughts were confirmed, the blood all over his body rushed to his head in an instant, and the emotional stimulation caused his ears to burst into tinnitus in an instant.

The knife that Chu Minglang put on Xingzhu's neck instantly reacted and turned towards Heizi, who just looked at him silently without saying a word.

The sight in front of him was soaked by the rain, and Heizi's face became blurred.

Chu Minglang gritted his teeth, his voice trembling uncontrollably, "Why? Why, Heizi?!"

The encirclement circle of the police surrounded the whole place, and Heizi said that he had just dealt with Wang Ming, so it was impossible for him to have the opportunity to enter the encirclement circle.

But he is standing here now...

Heizi looked at him, and almost effortlessly snatched the knife out of his hand.

He finally spoke, his voice was very calm, like this quiet night.

"Sow like the cause, reap like the fruit."

Chu Minglang collapsed, struggled and shouted, "Speak human! Fuck your mother!!"

Heizi opened his eyes and looked at him, saying word by word, "Mu Luan is my sister."

At this moment, the expression on Chu Minglang's face disappeared.

His struggling movements gradually disappeared, and the emotions in his eyes flipped and changed rapidly in just a few seconds, and finally there was only a emptiness like ashes of life left.

Sow the cause, reap the fruit.

He had actually heard it before.

When he saw blood on his hands for the first time, Mu Luan advised her to go to an abbot.He didn't believe in ghosts or gods or Buddha, and he went there just to make her happy.

The memories of that time and everything now are intertwined, Chu Minglang opened his mouth, the rain poured in, his expression gradually distorted and collapsed.

He remembered that the abbot said that the first half of his life was like a mirror, that he had committed too many crimes, and that the Buddha would let heaven and earth collect him.

He still doesn't believe it.

It was obviously Mu Luan who trapped him with a net of heaven and earth.

Heizi folded his hands behind his back and pressed him hard against the straw house behind him.

In an instant, Xing Zhu also lost his support point, and slipped from the straw house behind him to the muddy ground.

Although the vision was blurred, the light and shadow of the police car and the figure running towards her could still be seen.

Xing Zhu closed her eyes, and after a while she glanced at Chu Minglang who was on the side.

He was pressed against the wall, his eyes were blank, as if he had completely lost the willpower to live.

Heizi pressed him down without saying a word, and Xing Zhu saw the corners of his lips twitching constantly.

She wanted to say something, but when the words came to her lips, she didn't have the strength to speak them out.

Forget it.

The shadow blocked the light of the police car in front of her, and Xing Zhu could feel who was in front of her with her eyes closed.

The body was lifted up in the air, and Chu Jin looked at the person in his arms. It was only a few days, but she seemed to have lost a lot of weight. She didn't weigh much when she was hugged before, but now she looks like a paper figure that will disappear when the wind blows .

With red eyes, he wrapped her in his arms and put his clothes on her head to keep out the rain.

He called her in a low voice, "Xingzhu, don't sleep, don't sleep, I'll take you away."

Xing Zhu felt that he seemed a little funny, but she was just exhausted because she hadn't eaten or watered for too long and had a fever.

It's not...he's going to die soon.

She hugged him tightly, feeling his rapid breathing and heartbeat, and her drowsiness swept over her like an overwhelming mountain.

Chu Jin hugged her and walked back to the area controlled by the police. Someone glanced tentatively into his arms and said to him with a smile, "Don't worry now? Eat something yourself, be careful Hypoglycemia too. The ambulance is outside, I'll ask someone to take you there."

Chu Jin hummed in a low voice, as if he was afraid of disturbing the rest of the person in his arms.

Xing Zhu subconsciously opened her eyes to take a look at the person in front of her, but with her posture leaning on Chu Jin's shoulder, she could only see the way they came.

That is Chu Minglang's direction.

At this moment, a policeman was already walking towards him, still holding the baffle in his hand.Xing Zhu saw that Chu Minglang had his eyes closed, his teeth were clenched tightly, and his facial muscles were trembling.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and when Xing Zhu was about to close his eyes, he suddenly saw a flick of bright sparks emerging from Chu Minglang's hand.

Her sixth sense instantly tensed up her brain nerves.

What does he... want to do?
Chu Minglang let out a wild roar in the rainstorm, and broke free from Heizi's restraint with all his strength. Heizi was caught off guard for a moment, and he really pushed him away.

A policeman who had experienced actual combat noticed something was wrong. He saw Chu Minglang light a thread.

The policeman's heart was shaken violently, and almost instantly, he kneeled down towards the nearby deep pit reflexively. His hoarse voice tore through the quiet night, and passed through the rain curtain to the ears of everyone present.

"Dynamite in the thatched hut!! Everyone get down!!! Get down!!!!"

Xing Zhu's reaction was a bit sluggish due to physical reasons, and before she realized what was about to happen, Chu Jin directly accelerated and rushed towards the nearest pit.

Before the loud noise roared, he hugged the torture candle tightly, and pressed her under the deep pit with his body.

(End of this chapter)