Her Overbearing Man

There are fine ropes on the wrist, and the broken foam and bright blood fall on the wet and salty ground. Then it is quickly washed away by the sea water, and can't be seen any more

"What, gone? When did I leave? Didn't I let her take care of her so much?"

The people who rushed to Zhao's house rushed to the air. When Li Hui learned that Zhao Qiyu had suddenly left, her face suddenly changed. No matter how she defended Zhao Qiyu, she couldn't say it had nothing to do with her.

Li Hui, who is angry and hard to choose between her two daughters, attacks her anger on the housekeeper and servant. However, at this time, it is useless.

Leng Yang's lips are more and more straight. She doesn't care how Zhao Yufang comforts Li Hui. Knowing that it's impossible to find someone here, she turns around and goes out.

Cheng Yu, who used to comfort Li Hui, saw this and quickly went out.

"Where are you going?" Cheng Yu asked.

They can only refer to the scene where the traces have been cleaned up, but they can't find any useful clues because they have been cleaned up.

No matter how urgent, there is no way to find useful information.

Leng Yang steps a meal, looked back at Cheng Yu one eye, was about to speak, suddenly the vision one coagulates, the eye takes some killing idea of looking at Cheng Yu.

"What's the matter?" Looking at Leng Yang like that, he felt a little creepy. Has this vinegar jar evolved to the point where he can't even care about Bai Linlin? After a careful look, he found that he didn't seem to see himself, but the direction behind him!

He turned around, dressed in a black T-shirt and black baggy pants. The most ordinary man was standing there. The only unusual thing was that he wore the same color mask on his face.

He put one hand in his pocket, and some of them were standing there, "you are the young master of the cold family."

However, Leng Yang always ignores people he doesn't know. He doesn't plan to answer them.

But the other side obviously didn't feel embarrassed to talk to themselves. Instead, he said, "fight with me. I've long wanted to fight with you..."

Leng Yang is not ideal. This time, he didn't even hear the general way to the place where he was parking.

But Cheng Yu is a little impatient. What kind of person is this? It's time to make trouble.

He has always been able to talk to anyone. No matter how embarrassing the situation is, the atmosphere will be better with him. But this time, he is not willing to be a peacemaker.

Because he is also worried about the disappearance of Bai Linlin.

"I know where the person you're looking for is, so don't you want to fight with me?"

Behind the voice with a little lure, but Leng Yang has turned around for the first time, looking at him.

Cheng Yu looked at the man suspiciously, "you say you know where the person we are looking for is. How do you want us to believe you?"

"How about this..."

As if the other side didn't care at all, he took out a thin chain from his pocket, with a heart-shaped blue pendant at the bottom.

"This is..."

Cheng Yu didn't have time to ask, he felt the violent breath of Leng Yang around him, with the intention of killing and anger.

He swallowed his saliva. Well, there's no need to ask any more. This is Bai Linlin's stuff. He didn't run away. Otherwise, the vinegar jar couldn't be so angry.

Leng Yang gave him a cold look. He held his hands tightly and tried to restrain his bloodthirsty desire. His eyes were fixed on each other. "Where is she?"

However, his intention to kill didn't seem to affect the man at all. He threw the necklace in his hand into lengyang's opposite hand. "I said, fight with me, and I'll tell you when it's over."

Leng Yang looked at the other side in silence, and then replied, "OK."

Only Cheng Yu can't help but help the forehead to stop, "Hey, no, it's time for life and death, you don't want to do these again. If you think about it, you can't tell us where the people are first, we can't save them first, can you fight again?"

The man with the mask looks at Cheng Yu with a smile in his eyes, and then concentrates on Leng Yang. His eyes are faintly excited. "No, it's just right now..."

Otherwise, how could the cool young master of Leng family go all out?

As soon as his voice fell, Leng Yang's body was close to him like lightning. The latter stepped back quickly and could avoid the fatal attack on his throat. His eyes became more excited.

That's what we need to do. Let's give up everything, including our lives, to fight until we die.

Halfway for three cars, finally arrived at the destination of Zhao Qiyu, smelling the salty air of the sea, eyes full of pride.

She was carrying a small bag, graceful to the dim moonlight like a tall giant of the waste warehouse.

Finally, he stopped at the door, turned out a key from the mailbox next to the door, and then turned out a small bag. Zhao Qiyu saw the thing with a smile in her eyes, and then put the thing in the bag, went to the door, and slowly inserted the key into the key space.

And then, the emptiness of the back door was revealed.

The embarrassed Bai Linlin also stood there, constantly being washed by the sea.

"Zhao Qiyu..." Bai Linlin, who has dodged a wave of sea water and has reached her waist, looks at the people at a high place and looks at them carefully for several seconds before she spits out the name, but the disappointment is deep.

"I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect to be so embarrassed when I saw you..." Zhao Qiyu stepped on her high-heeled shoes and walked to the edge of the flooding sea. She looked at Bai Linlin with irony and pride in her eyes.

Bai Linlin bit her lip, and her hand behind her cut the rope faster and faster.

The wound on the wrist has long been contaminated by the sea, and the pain from the wound makes her face even weaker.

But she knew she couldn't stop, or maybe she would really stay here.

While she was grinding the rope without any trace, she looked up at Zhao Qiyu and said, "did you come to see how I died?"

But she knew in her heart that Zhao Qiyu could not let her die simply. If she had no other plans, she could not come here to see her.

Her insipid tone did not have a bit of Zhao Qiyu's imagination of begging for mercy and fear, which made Zhao Qiyu's self-confident face distorted, and then quickly converged.

She put her messy hair around her ears and said, "how could I let you die so easily? I haven't played enough. I'll let you have a taste of the pain I've suffered before I'm willing to let you die. "

The ferocity on her face appeared again, and the gentle beauty she had never seen again.