How bad guys are made

Chapter 394 The Crazy He Wenlong
Under the light, He Wenlong stood straight at the door.He was wearing a white shirt, but it was stained with a lot of bright red blood, his slender arms were blowing, and he held a very thin and thin dagger in one hand, with bright red marks on the blade, and the other arm had an empty sleeve , missing an arm.

Seeing Zhang Hanhan standing on the stairs leading to the rooftop, He Wenlong showed a sardonic and crazy smile, revealing his white and sinister teeth.

"Hanhan, we meet again." He Wenlong threw the dagger on the ground and walked up slowly: "I said it a long time ago, you will regret it!"

Zhang Hanhan looked over his figure with horror in his eyes, and saw a bodyguard lying face down on the carpet next to the sofa in the living room at a glance. A large amount of blood seeped out from the carpet, and a large area of ​​the ground was circled red.

"You killed them, it was you, it was you who wanted to kill me!" Zhang Hanhan really couldn't accept the fact that these bodyguards had been with her for a long time, although most of the time they would not meet in the dark, let alone take the initiative to follow her. She speaks, but she also protects her in every possible way.Their stretching is also very good, why did they die under He Wenlong's knife in the blink of an eye?How could He Wenlong have such a strong kung fu?

Thinking about it this way, Zhang Hanhan suddenly thought of the injuries on Wendong's face and body this morning. Wendong was so strong that he was injured, how could He Wenlong not be strong?
Suddenly, Zhang Hanhan felt that the man in front of him was strange, and the strangeness made her afraid and frightened her.

Could it be that he is also... a killer?
"Are you scared? Haha, are you scared?" As if aware of her fear and doubt, He Wenlong laughed even more frantically, even with a hint of madness. He walked up to Zhang Hanhan, looked into her frightened eyes, and felt in He Wenlong's heart. A trace of hatred suddenly arose, and he stretched out the only remaining arm and strangled Zhang Hanhan's neck, and the bloody hand instantly dyed her snow-white jade neck red.

Zhang Hanhan seemed to be frightened stupid, and let him catch him in a daze.

"How did you become like this? I don't know you, I don't know you—" Zhang Hanhan gasped as his thin body was pressed against the straight ladder, his neck back, his voice trembling with fear.

"How did it become like this? It's not because of your father, but also Wendong." Zhang Wending is his father-killing enemy. From the very beginning, he knew that he planned to take revenge, leaving Zhang Wending with nothing and taking him away. Lanyun Group, captured his daughter, and finally killed Zhang Wending.

Originally, he wanted to treat Zhang Hanhan kindly, but unexpectedly, Zhang Hanhan really empathized with him. Zhang Wending, an old man, seemed to have found something to guard against him from inserting people in the gang. Now, Wendong even abolished one of his Arm, how could he not hate it.

"My arm was destroyed by Wendong, do you know? Did you know? Ah!?" He Wenlong's eyes burst out with bloodthirsty murderous intent, his handsome face twisted together, and he suddenly approached Zhang Hanhan's terrified Face, yelling loudly, perhaps too excited, the big hand strangling Zhang Hanhan's neck intensified again, almost suffocating her.

When Zhang Hanhan was about to suffocate and faint, He Wenlong let go of her neck coldly.

"Ahem..." Zhang Hanhan coughed violently a few times, panting violently, and her body collapsed on the ladder. She knew that He Wenlong was already crazy, and now struggling and asking would only irritate him even more.

"What? Stop talking?" He Wenlong looked up at her with contempt, and suddenly, he reached out and grabbed her chest.

Zhang Hanhan was caught off guard, and a burst of severe pain hit him. He grunted in pain and swung open He Wenlong's bloody claws.

"The game has just begun." He Wenlong smiled coldly, his eyes were full of madness and joking, he picked up Zhang Hanhan and carried it on his shoulders.

Zhang Hanhan didn't struggle needlessly, and stayed quietly on his shoulder.This may have made He Wenlong a little confused, and said with a smile: "I will let you watch slowly, and become nothing. Today, let's start with Wendong."

"Why?" Zhang Hanhan couldn't help asking again. She wasn't worried about what would happen to Wendong. The only thing she was worried about was who would He Wenlong threaten with herself?
Zhang Hanhan bit his lip and said slowly: "I won't resist, but you must at least let me know why my father treats you better than me, he will never harm you."

He Wenlong carried her on his shoulders, stepped over the bloody ground, and said with a low smile, "Your father? That's just a beast with a human face, and you'll find out sooner or later." Although he said in a low voice, his eyes grew colder and colder.

Zhang Hanhan had planned long ago, how could she be captured in vain, with sharp eyesight and quick hands, he finally reached the flower stand at the entrance, grabbed a vase and slammed it on his head.

"Oh!"

The vase shattered in an instant, but what made Zhang Hanhan helpless was that He Wenlong was unmoved. He didn't even hurt a single hair of him, let alone fainted, but instead caused a sharp pain in her wrist.

Zhang Hanhan's eyes showed horror, is this still a human?
The corner of He Wenlong's mouth became more sarcasm, as if Zhang Hanhan's resistance had irritated him even more, the back of his head seemed to have eyes, and his five fingers clamped her hand like iron, causing Zhang Hanhan to cry out in pain.

Without the comfort of He Wenlong's arm, plus Zhang Hanhan's painful struggle, her body slipped and fell to the ground one by one. Her feet were soft, and she suddenly lost weight. She staggered and fell to the ground. Her ankle sprained and hurt.

He Wenlong looked down at her, his slender eyes were extremely cold.

"You asked for it." He Wenlong said without paying attention to her, but took out a small glass bottle from his pocket, which contained red liquid, smiled, opened the bottle with his fingers, and drank it with his head up. down.

Zhang Hanhan looked at him in surprise, not knowing why.

Suddenly, Zhang Hanhan grabbed her arm with a big hand and lifted her body abruptly, and pressed her against the door with one hand. The action was extremely rude and merciless, and Zhang Hanhan's back suddenly Hitting the door, she felt so painful that her back was about to break.

Looking at He Wenlong's crazy eyes, Zhang Hanhan seemed to have guessed what he was going to do. Enduring the severe pain all over her body, she struggled as hard as she could, but she was no match for He Wenlong. She let go of her wrist with one hand, and wrapped her arms around her neck. He was actually held in He Wenlong's arms.

Looking at Zhang Hanhan's gnashing of teeth and cold face, He Wenlong's face revealed a frenzy of joy, and a big hand tightly grabbed her neck, making her almost hang in the air.He Wenlong's grip on her was extremely painful, causing Zhang Hanhan a sharp pain in his throat, and he couldn't even breathe.

He Wenlong stared at her in pain for a few seconds before releasing her, and wrapped his arms around her lower back, which was limp due to lack of oxygen.Zhang Hanhan was free and had to gasp for breath. Suddenly, the big devil's hand clamped her neck again, causing her head to be thrown back. Zhang Hanhan looked at her in horror, and clearly saw it from his pupils. Ruyi, he is deliberately torturing himself.

Zhang Hanhan smiled bitterly in his heart, thinking in his heart that if he dared to defile his body, even death would not let him succeed.

Before she could think about anything, He Wenlong lowered his head abruptly, and what poured into his mouth was her fiery tongue and a cold, slightly sweet liquid. He Wenlong released his big hand from clamping her neck, Zhang Hanhan was caught off guard, and there was nothing he could do about it. To be on guard, he choked on a big mouthful of liquid.

He Wenlong's kiss was very domineering and crazy, he ravaged her mouth fiercely, his eyes showed a smile, he licked his scarlet lips, and then lifted Zhang Hanhan up again and carried him on his shoulder.

There must be something wrong with the liquid, Zhang Hanhan felt his head getting heavier and dizzier, and the surrounding scenery flashed by, but he couldn't see anything clearly, it was blurry, just like in a dream.

She could only vaguely feel that He Wenlong's body was watching her running as fast as the wind.

"Why..." Zhang Hanhan asked in a daze.

He Wenlong didn't answer.

After a while, Zhang Hanhan felt light all over her body, but the remaining consciousness drove her to continue asking: "Why, tell me?"

He Wenlong seemed to be impatient with her question, and she heard He Wenlong's unhappy answer: "You are still so stubborn and naive, if you want to blame, you have such a good father, I want revenge, it's as simple as that."

Zhang Hanhan insisted on asking, because she had to have a clearer understanding of the environment she was in, so that she could try to escape and make it easier for Wendong and her father to rescue her, but she still didn't know clearly, her mind sank, and she fell into a coma among.

After an unknown amount of time, she felt a jolt.She opened her eyes in a daze, only to see the dim lights of the night.Feeling a slight pain in her neck, she stretched out her hand to touch it, and suddenly she smelled a smell of gasoline... she seemed to be sitting in a box car.

She was in a daze, a little unable to remember what happened before, and felt a severe headache.

Zhang Hanhan turned his head slowly, and was stunned for a moment, determined in his heart.

Zhang Hanhan saw Wendong sitting quietly beside him.It turned out that her head had been resting on his strong shoulders, no wonder she slept so soundly.Aware of her waking up, he turned to look at her, a smile slowly appeared on the handsome and familiar face - as gentle as ever.

"...Wendong..." Zhang Hanhan couldn't help but grabbed his collar and slipped into his arms.But he looked at her quietly, motionless, he didn't hug him like before, and he didn't flirt with her.Zhang Hanhan was a little unhappy. Although she couldn't remember what happened before, she vaguely realized that she was scared and frightened. She raised her arms around his slender waist and buried her head deeply in his arms.

"Wendong won't come again." He Wenlong said in a low tone.

This time he finally reacted and said something, Zhang Hanhan couldn't hear clearly, but his big hand dragged her up and put her on his lap.

Zhang Hanhan's face was slightly red, but she vaguely realized that it was a dream, so there was nothing to be shy about, so she didn't bother to think about it, and wrapped her hands around his neck and leaned quietly on his chest.

Then her mind was confused for a while, and she fell into a sweet sleep again...

(End of this chapter)