Doomsday disaster: Create my own goddess army

"It seems to have worked!" the fat boss's eyes showed an excited light, "Today you are mine

!" "Boom!" The fat boss tore Song Qian's skirt, suddenly revealing his fair skin, and at the same time a tingling pain spread from the abdomen to the fat boss's whole body.

The fat boss was stunned, he couldn't care about Song Qian's fair skin, looked down, and saw that he was inserting a fruit knife in his abdomen, and blood was flowing out of his stomach at this time.

"You... You..." The fat boss looked at Song Qian in disbelief, and trembled and stretched out his finger to point at Song Qian.

"Ah!!" Song Qian pulled out the fruit knife inserted in the fat boss's abdomen, and then brandished the fruit knife like crazy, and stabbed it into the fat boss's chest.

Knife after knife, blood splattered, staining her pretty face, staining her eyes, staining her sheets.

"Bang!" The fat boss fell heavily to the ground, struggled a few times, and then stopped moving.

But Song Qian still didn't stop, she screamed, venting her inner anger and hatred.

"I let you bully me, I let you insult me... I'll kill you..." Song Qian shouted frantically, tears had long blurred her vision, and she kept waving the fruit knife with blood in her hand.

Lin Zifeng went downstairs to upstairs, and was thinking about how to find Song Qian, when he heard Song Qian's roaring voice.

He quickly rushed to the door, kicked the door open, and saw Song Qian sitting in a pool of blood frantically wielding a blood-stained dagger, chanting words like killing him.

Seeing this, Lin Zifeng's heart suddenly tightened, and he quickly rushed to Song Qian's side, hugging Song Qian's body and stopping her behavior.

"Sister Song, Sister Song, don't shout, it's me, me, Xiaolin!" Lin Zifeng hugged Song Qian who was struggling in her arms tightly, and shouted anxiously.

Song Qian's struggling body froze suddenly, and after a moment, slowly calmed down, she slowly turned her head, and a peerless face appeared in front of Lin Zifeng, teary-eyed.

"Xiao Lin..." Song Qian muttered sluggishly, put her arms around Lin Zifeng's neck, lay on Lin Zifeng's shoulders, and cried.

"Sister Song, don't be afraid, with me, no one dares to hurt you!" Lin Zifeng patted Song Qian's back and comforted.

"Woo hoo... Xiao Lin..." Song Qian cried very sadly, as if she wanted to release all her grievances and sufferings over the years.

After a long time, Song Qian gradually calmed down, raised her head to look at Lin Zifeng with wet eyes, and then looked at the corpse of the fat boss in front of her, and muttered: "I... I killed someone?"

The fruit knife in Song Qian's hand fell to the ground, and the whole person sat on the edge of the bed with a lost soul.

"Sister Song, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's okay!" Lin Zifeng gently patted Song Qian's shoulder and said softly.

"Kobayashi... Whining...... What should I do? I'm killing someone!" Song Qian raised her pretty face with pear blossoms and rain, and looked at Lin Zifeng with pleading eyes, her eyes full of panic and helplessness.

"Xiao Lin, I'm so afraid, I'm so afraid of being bullied! I'm killing someone!" Song Qian held Lin Zifeng's delicate body trembling slightly, and her face turned pale.

"Sister Song, don't be afraid, no one can bully you with me!" Lin Zifeng gently stroked Song Qian's hair, and one hand gently patted her shoulder, coaxing softly.

"Really?" Song Qian raised her head and looked at Lin Zifeng, full of expectation, her eyes flashing with crystal tears.

"Really, I'm here!" Lin Zifeng said and looked at the fat boss who fell to the ground, his brows furrowed deeply, thinking about what to do with this corpse.

Although the end is about to come, when order will collapse, but now it is still a society ruled by law, and the police will come to the door at any time and take Song Qian away.

He can't run to the detention center or prison gate on the day of the end of the world and wait for the moment the end of the world breaks out, so as to rescue Song Qian.

Lin Zifeng was thinking about how to deal with the fat boss while gently patting Song Qian's back to comfort her.

It may be because of Lin Zifeng's comfort, Song Qian slowly calmed down, she raised her pretty face to look at Lin Zifeng who frowned and thought, and her eyes slowly turned red.

"Xiao Lin..." Song Qian called out softly with a trembling voice.

"Huh?" Lin Zifeng looked back at Song Qian suspiciously, and was greeted by Song Qian's exquisite face, she slowly stepped forward and kissed Lin Zifeng.

"Hmm..." Lin Zifeng's body shook, staring at Song Qian who was close at hand with wide eyes, his mind was blank, and he forgot to refuse for a while.

Song Qian closed her eyes tightly, her face was crimson, her long eyelashes were beating violently, and she looked extremely excited, and two jade arms wrapped around Lin Zifeng's neck, trying to pry open Lin Zifeng's teeth.

For a long time, the two separated, Lin Zifeng stood in place stupidly, his head was in chaos, Song Qian's actions just now caught him off guard, and he didn't even know how to deal with it.

"Sister Song... You..." Lin Zifeng stammered, not knowing how to speak.

"Kobayashi... I...... I feel like I'm a little hot..." Song Qian bit her rosy cherry lips and said with a crimson face.

"Hot?" Lin Zifeng was shocked when he heard this, and quickly understood what Song Qian meant, and hurriedly said: "Sister Song, don't worry, I, I'll take you to the hospital!"

"Sister Song..." exclaimed Lin Zifeng.

"I want to... I think..." Song Qian's cheeks were as red as Xia, her eyes were confused, her voice was like a mosquito fly, and her breath was like a lan.

"I..." Lin Zifeng swallowed his spit, swallowed his spit with difficulty, looked at Song Qian's bumpy and graceful delicate body, his throat surged twice, and then took a light breath, "I'll go and close the door first."

"Hmm!" Song Qian nodded gently, let go of Lin Zifeng, and lay back on the bed with a hint of shyness on her face.

After glancing at Song Qian, Lin Zifeng hurriedly got up and ran to the door, pulled the handle, and made sure that the door was locked.

When he turned his head, Song Qian had already taken off her torn long dress, obviously ready.

"Sister Song, I..." Lin Zifeng swallowed his spit, standing in place at a loss.

Song Qian got up from the bed and slowly walked towards Lin Zifeng, a pair of jade legs swaying, each step with a seductive rhythm.

"Xiao Lin..." Coming to Lin Zifeng, Song Qian stretched out her slender and tender arms to outline Lin Zifeng's neck, and then took the initiative to offer fragrant and attractive red lips.

On the other side, Xu Jiayi, who was waiting for Lin Zifeng and Song Qian to come down at the door of the hotel, suddenly received a text message from Lin Zifeng.

"Jiayi, you go back first, it's okay here, it's just that Sister Song is a little frightened, I comfort and comfort her, and I'll take her back in a while."

"Well, then you pay attention to safety, contact me about something." After Xu Jiayi sent this text message, she left the hotel directly.