Mysterious Girl Breaks Into College

Without rest for two days, Gong QingHan, who was physically overdrawn, collapsed and looked pale.

He sat down directly on the steps of a small hotel that was not yet open.

Back against the man's tall pot.

There was silence around.

She was as quiet as if she were the only one in the whole city.

Looking up at the gray sky,

As soon as the nose is sour, the eyes suddenly turn red.

It is said that when people are quiet and lonely, they will suddenly feel sad inexplicably.

Her heart has accumulated too much heartache, pain and sadness that can't be released.

She never told anyone about her inner pain, including telling Luo ziye about her past, which was just an understatement.

Only she knows the pain.

After all, she is only a 13-year-old child. Her heart is almost crushed by hatred.

But the only thing that kept her alive was hatred.

It was cold in the early morning of autumn.

But what is colder is Gong QingHan's heart.

She didn't know whether it was because of the atmosphere of fear and helplessness or something else. She suddenly felt very tired.

She was so tired that she wanted to put the gun in her hand to her heart and end all this.

But she knows she can't.

She rested here for half an hour. During this half hour, she half knocked her eyes.

After a night's running, hunger haunted her.

She sat quietly on the steps, surrounded by nothing.

And the soldiers who were thrown away by her haven't caught up. She took advantage of this time to recover her strength.

Several small footsteps sounded, and Gong QingHan's half knocked eyes suddenly opened like a startled falcon.

Gong QingHan sat up straight and looked at both sides of the street.

Then I saw a black man in sloppy clothes on the left.

Most of Gong QingHan's vigilance was put down.

With a faint look at the homeless black man, Gong QingHan leaned back slightly, leaned against the cold potted plant again, and closed his eyes slightly.

Exhausted, she now wants to have a big sleep, but in this case, she can only have a simple rest.

But the sound of footsteps was getting closer and closer from the palace.

Gong QingHan didn't care. He thought the black man was just passing by, but with the sound of footsteps close to his ears.

Gong QingHan opened his eyes again.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw a black man who had come in front of him and was only a few steps away from him.

With the light of dawn, Gong QingHan saw the greed and lust in the black eyes.

The black man, constantly approaching QingHan, kept looking at her with one eye.

Gong QingHan stood up and left with a flash of disgust and killing in his eyes.

Seeing that Gong QingHan was leaving, the black man rushed up and wanted to hold Gong QingHan.

Gong QingHan kicked the black man to the ground.

The black man didn't give up and struggled to get up from the ground again.

However, the next moment, what appeared in front of him was a black muzzle.

The cold muzzle of the gun made the black dare not come forward again.

"Rubbish." Gong QingHan scolded coldly with their words.

Then the hand holding the pistol suddenly turned, and the pistol revolved in her hand.

When he looked again, Gong QingHan's hand had held the barrel of the gun.

Before the black man could react, Gong QingHan waved his hand and hit the black man directly on the head with a cold butt.

The black man sobbed and fell to the ground.

Gong QingHan gave a cold look at the black man, turned and left here, ready to meet the hotel that ASI had made an appointment with