After falling in love with the evil god

Zhuang Huai went downstairs slowly, the baby inside was covered tightly by the gray lace gauze curtain on the roof of the small car, without a trace of appearance.

Lin Qiao touched her nose, and she smelled an extremely strong smell of blood, did she have a sharper sense of smell?

She closed the door and went to the table, and took out a piece of bread and jam. On the top layer, a piece of bread was toasted and slightly browned. She turned it over to spread the jam, paused, and pulled out a note stuck in the bread.

[When I went upstairs, I saw two plainclothes policemen downstairs watching you, don't let him come back in the near future. 】

【I won't tell you about your collusion with the monster, I just hope you can help me. 】

After Lin Qiao finished reading, he crushed the paper and threw it into the trash can, biting the bread with jam into his mouth, the sweetness overflowed.

The strong smell of blood she smelled just now was indeed Zhuang Huai's chest injury.

So is it her husband's problem?She didn't have any wounds on her face when she came today. Perhaps the husband realized that it was not good for his wife to have a face full of injuries every day, so he changed the beating to the body.

Before the police retreated and Chu Ji came back, Lin Qiao would not get involved in this matter. She admitted that she was a little dependent on monsters, but this was a kind of respect for her own life, and she couldn't take risks for others without saving her life.

After eating the bread, Lin Qiao saw that there was no food in the refrigerator, so he put on a baseball cap and went out to shop.

Her parents were still locked in the prison and she knew it was Zhou Qi's handwriting and hoped that she would leave here safely, but she didn't want to leave here at all.

She didn't find a dime in her parents' bedroom, they transferred 20, and she didn't have that much money to rent in another area.

In the police station, Zhou Qi casually detained Lin Deshun for a disturbance, and temporarily detained him and Luo Jinyu.

Lin Deshun yelled to call outside. Luo Jinyu's own son was dead, leaving only a pile of meat dregs, and he would go to jail, screaming for grievances.

Zhou Qi looked at Lin Deshun who was calling outside through the glass, frowned and said, "It won't be long, Lin Qiao hasn't left there yet?"

Xing Lu rolled her eyes at him, "She is poor and lives in a slum, where do you go? You might as well leave her in the police station and wait for the limelight to pass."

"Do you think she can agree?" Zhou Qi turned his head, "She is not normal."

Xing Lu said: "Anyway, our people have been following, but it is impossible for the higher-ups to spend manpower all the time chasing a girl from the slums. If you can't catch the clue that she is related to a heterogeneous species, they will withdraw people in a week at most."

While the two were talking outside, Lin Deshun had already called brother Zhao at the scrap yard and asked him to settle the matter with his daughter.

Luo Jinyu grabbed her husband's arm, pinching her nails into his flesh, muttering, "It was Lin Qiao who ordered the doctor to kill! She really ordered it!? She shouldn't have given birth to her in the first place. Come down, not only almost killed me, but also killed my son."

Lin Deshun hung up the phone, looking at her with a faint fire in his eyes, and said: "The revenge of killing a son is irreconcilable."

It rained in the evening, and there was an earthy smell in the air.

Lin Qiao came out of the supermarket and returned home with a shopping bag without an umbrella. She lowered the brim of her hat and walked into the dilapidated alleys with many bends in the slums.

Orange lanterns were interspersed and hung on the iron wall, and the pink light board was lit to say that today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. The foggy lights mixed with rain shrouded her body, exuding a slight chill.

The sound of footsteps stepping on the water approached behind him, and Lin Qiao drew a utility knife with his fingers in his pocket.

Ever since she escaped from the island and encountered dangers again and again, she is used to carrying a self-defense weapon on her body, which can always come in handy at critical moments.

The cold wind mixed with rainwater hit the back of her head obliquely, she bowed and turned around, her slender arm tensed and bent, and the knife in her palm pierced into the swinging arm from bottom to top.

"Ah! Fuck!"

The enemy screamed in pain, and stared at Lin Qiao viciously while clutching his bleeding arm, and the rustling footsteps behind her quickly gathered.

She was blocked in the middle of the alley by four people. The rain was getting heavier and the hat was heavy on her head. Lin Qiao looked around and tied the shopping bag in her hand tightly to the corner.

At present, the police station sent people to watch her, and their minds changed. Under the witness of the third party, firstly, she could not die, and secondly, she could fight back and kill people out of self-defense.

She turned her wrist, raised her eyes under the brim of her hat, and stared at the two people in front of her with dark pupils.

The leading man who was injured by her spat, "You are very kind, Lin Qiao, you are so ruthless, you are indeed the daughter of Lin Deshun."

"Are you going to kill me?" she asked calmly.

The man received Zhao Gang's order to deal with Lin Deshun's daughter at the scrap yard. He heard that she hired someone to kill his son, and he wanted revenge.

An ordinary person would probably be so frightened that he would kneel down and beg for mercy, but Lin Qiao couldn't see a trace of fear on his expressionless face, just like a freak.

"Your father paid 10 yuan to grind your hands and feet into a pulp. I asked someone to bring the juicer." With a calm expression, the man casually tore off his coat and pressed down on his injured arm, letting the people behind him come up.

Three strong men from the junkyard rushed towards her with axes in their hands.

Lin Qiao also really wanted to know how much her various abilities had improved after eating Chu Ji's body again.

She glanced at the iron wall next to her, ran up to the wall, her body somersaulted flexibly in the rain, the ax narrowly brushed past her forehead, she put one knee on the enemy's back, grabbed his shoulder with her hand, the utility knife Open it to the maximum, insert the blade horizontally into his neck without any hesitation.

Warm blood spurted out after the blade was pulled out, mixed with muddy water and fell into the puddle, splashing and rippling.

"Ah Hua!!!"

"Hold!"

The hat fell to the ground. Lin Qiao stepped on the enemy's fallen corpse and managed to stand still. The ax cut her clothes and flesh from her sideways. ax.

The one-pound long ax felt only a little heavier than holding a utility knife in her hand. A light flashed in her eyes, and she suddenly squatted down and turned her wrists, and the ax smashed through the air and slashed straight at the opponent's feet. truncate.

The smell of blood in the alley is getting stronger and stronger.

The two spies who were hiding in the dark looked at each other, stopped trying to help, and only sent a report of the emergency back to Zhou Qi.

Is Lin Qiao a defenseless girl?

She kills without batting an eye.

One, two, three, Lin Qiao's head was filled with excitement, her sore fingers trembling slightly after continuing to kill, she stood in the rain curtain like a god of death with blood splattered all over her body, looking at the last man whose arm was stabbed by her.

His eyes were full of horror, and he began to regret why he underestimated the enemy and didn't bring a gun out when he went out.

"My father spent 10 yuan to kill me." Lin Qiao pulled out the long ax stuck in the enemy's head, and dragged towards him, "The 10 yuan is now for the funeral expenses of the four of you."