The road to blackening of the fast-traversing disease

Chapter 30 The Devil Under the Warm Skin (39)

When the kidnappers called, Luan Jin was still buried in the office.

The kidnapper said that he had taken Luan Nan away and asked her to save him with money. At first she didn't believe it, because teenagers rarely go out.

It wasn't until I asked Uncle Li that the boy had disappeared for a while.
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At this time, in a dilapidated warehouse, the young man was roughly pushed to the ground and his hands were tied. Even under such circumstances, he still had warm eyes and a noble demeanor without the slightest panic.

One of the kidnappers couldn't see it, so he kicked him directly, with great force.

The boy was kicked to the corner of the wall, without even frowning, but the end of his eyes was morbidly red.

He stood up and leaned against the wall, looking at them casually. The scarred face of the kidnapper's boss panicked in his heart, and then he realized that he was bluffed by a young boy, and the anger in his heart restrained his fear.

"What are you pretending to do? You're just a bastard with a mother but no father. That cripple is pity for you, otherwise I don't know where I'm going to die."

The temperature of the amber pupils dropped suddenly, and the sense of oppression was suffocating, making them breathless.

The boy raised his eyebrows, his voice was still gentle and elegant: "Who are you calling disabled?"

Dao Scar shook his legs, swallowed his saliva, and said stubbornly: "Who else is there, that, that... Luan..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was kicked against the wall by a resistance, and let out a muffled groan.

He screamed, waking everyone up.

I saw that the rope on the boy's hand had been untied at some point, he twisted his wrist, his movements were extremely graceful, his amber eyes were like agate, and his cheeks as white as jade set off the bright red at the end of his eyes.

His eyelashes drooped slightly, and he was unbelievably beautiful. There was a warm arc at the corner of his mouth, his pretty eyes seemed to be poisoned, and there was an unconcealable violence and gloom between his brows.

The boy walked towards them slowly, like a demon from hell.

His voice was soft and sweet: "In this case, then I... let you become crippled."

Before Scarface could react, there was a stabbing pain in his calf, and hot blood flowed out. At that moment, he felt that his leg was unconscious.

He looked at the person who hadn't reacted with a distorted face: "Why are you in a daze? Come and save me."

They woke up suddenly, looked at the devil-like boy in horror, and screamed uncontrollably.

The beautiful young man turned his head to look at them, his eyebrows were exquisite, and his long and thick eyelashes cast nice shadows under his eyes.

He stretched out his pale and clean fingers against his thin, begonia-colored, bright red lips. The red and white gave people a sense of visual impact, as beautiful as a seductive fairy, and there was a shadowy atmosphere at the end of his eyes.

"Shh..." He paused, smiling softly.

"Don't worry! You don't even want to leave..."
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There was a slight sound of footsteps, and the young man froze suddenly, looking at the bloody scene around him.

Amber eyes reflected this cruel and perverted scene, and her pale fingers trembled slightly.

The fear and bewilderment that have never appeared on the delicate and handsome face.

If she saw it...

No

Hearing that the footsteps were getting closer, without hesitation, he picked up the dagger and stabbed it into his waist. His beautiful and slender fingers were stained with blood, and bright blood rushed out, staining his white shirt red.

(End of this chapter)