Don't run away

Chapter 642 The Tragic Woman's Counterattack 52

Chapter 642 The Tragic Woman's Counterattack 52
Yang Sen is dead, so Xiao Boyu will definitely not let it go.

Zhou Qingyu had already thought it through, and Xiao Boyu would definitely not let her go.

So at this time, she has nothing to do with Lu Wu.

"parking!"

Her voice suddenly became very indifferent.

"What's wrong!?"

Lu Wu stepped on the brake all at once, and the car stopped.

"Don't look for me in the future!"

Zhou Qingyu got out of the car, left a word coldly, and hurriedly walked forward.

Fortunately, there was a platform in front of her. She stood there and waited for a while before a car stopped in front of her.

After Zhou Qingyu got into the car, she turned around and saw Lu Wu's car, and she still followed closely.

She sighed softly and turned her head around.

"It's you!?"

At this time, the uncle driver saw Zhou Qingyu's appearance clearly and was taken aback.

Zhou Qingyu also recognized him, he was the taxi driver he was sitting in after Yang Sen proposed that day.

After Zhou Qingyu said the location, he turned his head to the side and looked at some street scenes on the side of the street.

The city at night has a kind of seductive brilliance and confusion, which makes people reluctant to move their eyes away.

The uncle driver was also someone who watched the latest news. He seemed to want to say a few words to Zhou Qingyu, but he didn't know where to start. The last thing he knew was that Zhou Qingyu got off the car.

Only then did he speak again, "Girl, in this world, there is no threshold that cannot be passed!"

"Thank you, uncle!"

Zhou Qingyu nodded with a smile, turned around and left after paying the money.

She was walking, and Lu Wu was driving the car, stopping and walking behind her.

After walking all the way downstairs, Zhou Qingyu walked in first.

Lu Wu hurried to stop the car.

The community they lived in was still an old one, with only six floors and no elevators.

Zhou Qingyu lived on the third floor. She just walked in when she realized something was wrong. The sensor lights on the first floor were gone.

It was past ten o'clock in the evening, and it was the twelfth lunar month of winter. At this time, there was no one there.

Stepping on the steps with both feet, there was an echo of sound.

When Zhou Qingyu reached the second floor, he suddenly stopped in his tracks, feeling like something was about to happen in his heart.

After she stopped walking up, suddenly a black shadow rushed towards her, and she was directly pushed onto the stairs.

Fortunately, the head was not hit, but the neck was pressed and lifted.

"Help!"

When she yelled this voice just now, someone grabbed her neck.

She shook her body desperately and waved her hands.

There is a huge disparity in power between men and women.

Zhou Qingyu already felt that she was short of oxygen, and in the next second, she would probably close her eyes, but she didn't expect that she would be so useless.

Such a wimp to die.

"Let go!"

At this time, Lu Wu rushed up with a stride.

Zhou Qingyu was let go, and there were bursts of fiery pain on her neck, and she was limp and limp here.

Even lying on the steps, the body is very painful from the diaphragm.

She didn't even have the strength to stand up, her eyes narrowed slightly.

However, what he knew was that Lu Wu was wrestling with that person. Even though he couldn't see who was coming, Zhou Qingyu knew that that person must be Xiao Boyu.

(End of this chapter)

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