The heroine of fast wear, she's a little sick

Chapter 206 Hello, I am a visitor from space (66)

When his purple coffee-colored eyes inadvertently touched the appearance of the white figure, he was suddenly shocked.

He looked in her direction and walked towards her step by step, holding the iron rod in front of him with both hands. Although he was smiling, he felt inexplicably as if he was about to cry.

"Qing Yan..." Great, she's fine...Thank you for coming here...

As long as she is fine, even if she will be alone for the rest of her life, even if she turns into a lonely ghost in the future, what is there to be afraid of?
If she really died because of him, he didn't know what would happen to him.

Maybe he will really become a complete lunatic...

The prison guard next to him came up instantly and wanted to yell at him to go down.The prisoner's emotions were too agitated, and the distance was too close, it might be nothing to be someone else, but it was Duan Yici, which made people have to care.

After all, he was the first high-risk person in history who was able to successfully escape from prison more than three times in full view.

Qingyan frowned slightly, the smile on her lips faded a little, she looked at him quietly, but didn't speak.

Knowing that he would not be obedient, the warden gave each of them an electric shock baton early in the morning. The volt-ampere current was huge and would not kill them, but it was enough to "calm down" any one of them.

The electric baton gradually swung towards him vigorously, Duan Yici might also be crazy, just stood there and looked at her, but he didn't have any intention of avoiding it.

Something flashed in the eyes of Yan Huaili next to him, a paralyzed face turned to look at Yu Qingyan next to him without showing any emotion, his intuition told him what he should do now, his hand just moved, but someone was faster than him step.

There was a sound of "呲啦", the sound of electric current burning the flesh.

The prison guard's eyes widened suddenly. Above the electric baton, a pair of slender, white hands were holding it tightly. Looking over the fingers, the slender wrist seemed to be easily snapped off, but he couldn't understand it. I felt that the electric baton in my hand couldn't take a step forward.

The pair of clear eyes in front of him were still slightly bent, as if carrying a smile, and there was something flickering in the eyes, like two little suns.

But his heart skipped a beat in vain, and the tip of his nose smelled the faint smell of burning from under that hand, and he could imagine that under that seemingly flawless hand, there was a palm that had been ripped apart.

Duan Yici suddenly looked at her hand, why...every time he would hurt her...every time it was him...

"Didn't your prison director teach you that you need to be more polite and respectful than other prisoners when facing death row prisoners? Otherwise, no one can say for sure whether they will turn into some unclean things after death. ~"

She was still smiling, her voice was gentle and soft, with a slight rise in the end, as if the tone of a little girl playing and joking.

It seemed that because the prison was dark and cold, the prison guard shivered violently.

Cheng Yu walked up with a bad face, "Aren't you going to put this shit down?"

The prison guard suddenly woke up like a dream, and threw the electric baton in his hand like a hot potato, "Yes, yes, yes."

He can't afford to mess with any of these people.But by the way, Yu Qingyan's hands are bleeding, so he won't be required to pay, right?He's a big star, so he can't afford to pay this money even if he goes bankrupt?
He felt that even his guts were going to regret it. There were so many people there, why was he the first to rush up to do such a stupid thing just for the sake of showing off?

Looking at those colleagues around who didn't react as fast as him just now, aren't they watching a good show now?Sure enough, it's hard to guess the minds of those big shots.

Duan Yici was stunned for a moment, was what she said just now defending him?Doesn't she hate him...

"I want to have a few words with him alone." Qing Yan put her hands behind her back and suddenly smiled.

"This..." The prison guards were in trouble for a moment, and they all looked at Cheng Yu and Yan Huaili next to them as if asking for help.

Today, they can be considered to understand that Yu Qingyan is definitely not as disgusted and resentful towards Duan Yici as they thought before, on the contrary, it seems that there is still some unclear relationship.

Is it really Stockholm Syndrome?
No matter what the reason was, it would be extremely dangerous for her to face Duan Yici alone. Once something happened, the entire prison including the police station would not be able to bear the responsibility.

It's not like they don't know how influential Yu Qingyan is in the country.

and so……

"Okay." Yan Huaili stared at the expressionless paralyzed face, but he quickly agreed cheatingly.I don't know how many people's eyes were stunned.

it is good?
Does he know how terrifying it is for a teenage girl to face a dangerous person of this level alone?What's more, he has a history of kidnapping.

Cheng Yu was choked up by his straightforward "OK", speechless, no matter how calm he was usually, he couldn't keep his composure at this moment, and turned his eyes to look at him in disbelief.

This Yan Huaili is not only sullen and paralyzed, but also a cheater, right?
Yan Huaili responded to him with a paralyzed face. He naturally knew the danger, but he had the confidence to stop everything from happening before she encountered danger.

He was absent before, and now he will never leave again.

Cheng Yu frowned, and subconsciously wanted to say something more, when suddenly his eyes inadvertently touched the hand she had just put behind her, new flesh had grown out, and now it was as white and clean as ever, without any trace of injury.

Only a few minutes!
Cheng Yu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized something, and said quickly, "Since Qing Yan said so, we should naturally respect her decision."

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly drove out all the prison guards who were still in a daze.Like chasing a duck, no refutation or questioning is allowed, and you are more anxious than the parties involved.

Yan Huaili looked at his back, his head tilted expressionlessly, a look of doubt flashed in his dark eyes, and then he also walked out.

Qing Yan looked at those people, the corners of her mouth twitched imperceptibly, then she turned to him with a smile.

……

In an unknown corner of the imperial capital, in a dark basement, a certain unmasculine creature with messy but silky long hair finally completed his retreat masterpiece "Disaster for the Nation" today.

He stretched out his hand to brush away some messy strands of long hair that stood in front of his face. His clothes were messed up and the buttons were not buttoned properly. The skin that was exposed was so pale that it was almost weak, the kind of white that hadn't seen the light all year round.

A pair of very coquettish narrow and long fox eyes are faintly exposed in the hair. Just looking at the appearance, the gender cannot be distinguished, and it is a bit feminine. At the bottom of the right eye, there is a small cinnabar-colored tear mole, which is very similar to a A very charming fox demon.

Then he finally saw the light of day again. While flipping through the manuscript in his hand, he reached out to turn on the TV, which contained the latest hot news, and such a picture flashed almost instantly.

A girl in white, with the right half of the white dress, looks like a gentle little angel.The camera shifted to the right, blood slowly permeated along the dress, and soon soaked the entire piece of white that was not stained with slender dust.

But she was still smiling. The two completely different styles formed a sharp contrast and a great visual impact.

It's like that, walking on a thin thread in the air, hovering between pure black and extreme white, dangerous but also extremely beautiful.It is a kind of charm that is enough to make people crazy enough to pursue it desperately, and it makes people's blood boil and almost burn.

He had a surprised look in his eyes, and he didn't know that the manuscript in his hand fell to the ground. His eyes followed the people on the TV, and he murmured unconsciously with a hint of surprise.

"...Angel?"

　Two more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)