Mr.Li, how are you?

Jia Yufeng suddenly felt that there was a play. He was worried about how to punish Lin Xi. After Fang Ziqiang said that, he immediately wanted to kill with a knife.

So he immediately sympathized and said hypocritically, "brother, so the urban routine is deep, and I want to go back to the countryside! How can these people who grew up in big cities and grew up in big cities be trusted and relied on by those of us who came out of the remote areas? "

However, Fang Ziqiang didn't even respond at all, but stood there numbly.

Jia Yufeng had to continue to fan the Yin wind and light the ghost fire and said, "they have a purpose for their little kindness to us. In this world, people like us can only rely on ourselves. Brother, we are the same kind, so we must share a common hatred in order to keep warm together. Zirou and I had compassion for each other before we decided to fight Linxi together! We can't be puppets by her all the time. "

With that, he looked at the depressed Fang Ziqiang and whispered in a gentle tone: "brother, please untie my hands quickly."

With a long sigh, Fang Ziqiang squatted down and reluctantly untied Jia Yufeng's hands.

As soon as the scum man let go of his hands, he immediately felt relaxed. He couldn't help taking a deep breath. Then he stretched his numb arms, twisted his neck and rotated his waist.

Then, he shouted loudly at the dark night where he couldn't see his fingers: "it's not too late for a gentleman to avenge ten years, Linxi, wait for me. See how I deal with you, a shameless woman! "

At that moment, Fang Ziqiang looked at Jia Yufeng's almost distorted and ferocious face with the faint light of his mobile phone, and his heart could not help hating him. He was so handsome, but the image at that moment was so frightening that Fang Ziqiang was afraid, as if he was the king of hell who took human life from hell.

He doesn't like Jia Yufeng. Although he just classified him as his kind, he still doesn't like Jia Yufeng in his heart. He always felt that although this man was beautiful, he was always disgusted and dissatisfied with what he did. No matter how nice and beautiful his words are, he can't like him.

So, without saying a word, Fang Ziqiang stood stunned and walked to his broken house. He thought that even if he wanted to find Lin Xi to avenge Fang zirou, it was his own business and had nothing to do with Jia Yufeng.

Jia Yufeng saw that he left without a word. He was a little disappointed. He thought that as long as he fanned the wind and lit a ghost fire, he would immediately go to Linxi for revenge without asking anything, but——

Jia Yufeng had to stop Fang Ziqiang immediately and said, "brother, wait for me. It's dark here. At this time, I can't find a way out. I'll go to you first. I'll go as soon as the day is light."

Fang Ziqiang saw Fang zirou's feelings and had to stop his steps.

Jia Yufeng immediately limped up.

When he walked into Fang Ziqiang's room full of sweat, mildew and indescribable smell, he couldn't help holding his breath.

The smell made Jia Yufeng feel sick.