Marriage heart rippling: Ex-husband, please stop

"What do you love~ I don't care~" Zhao Lin replied in a rough voice.

Jian Feng ignored him, Lin Xiaowan was sobbing, and inexplicably took another look at Zhao Lin. He was dressed in a black outfit, and he was about to blend into the night. His facial features were average, and there was nothing outstanding about him, but he was such an ordinary man. Give her a sense of toughness and fortitude.

The three of Xu Hong held a lot of questions in their stomachs and wanted to ask, but they didn't dare to speak because of Jian Feng's face.

The atmosphere became more and more dull. After Lin Xiaowan recovered, she asked herself to come down and explain to Jian Feng what happened these days.

As Lin Xiaowan said, he couldn't help crying again.

Jian Feng's heart was sore and swelled when he heard this, he felt sorry for Lin Xiaowan and was grateful for Zhou Huiqing's help, Lin Xiaowan trotted all the way to lead the way, wishing for the wind under his feet, he rushed directly to the cabin where they were imprisoned.

Along the way, except for Lin Xiaowan who had the worst physique and had to stop and go, Xu Hong and the three of them were exhausted.

And in Lin Xiaowan's explanation, Xu Hong also knew why the tracker they quietly implanted into Lin Xiaowan's phone cut off the communication.

It turned out that when the three of Paro searched for Lin Xiaowan's belongings, they were worried that the GPS system on the phone would reveal their location, so they threw them in the pool not far from the wooden house, where Ying took them to wash their faces earlier. .

The dim light came into view, and Lin Xiaowan's heart was shocked. He grabbed Jian Feng's sleeve, and pointed to the bright light in the dark nervously and fearfully with his whole face.

"Just...that's where!" Her voice was hoarse and trembling, her gums clenched tightly in anger.

"Zhao Lin, let's go over, you guys stop 50 meters away from each other." Jian Feng quickly ordered, and his white and slender hands quietly touched his bosom, and took out the pistol that was brought along from Zhao Lin earlier , took the lead and ran towards the wooden house with light steps.

Then it got closer and closer, and the moans of low lewdness and pain floated out of the wooden house one after another. Jian Feng's gloomy complexion changed, and the hand holding the gun couldn't help trembling.

How could he, who had known about the affair for a long time, couldn't tell what kind of voice it was.

"Since we're here, we should have prepared for this long ago." Zhao Lin's hard voice came into Jian Feng's ears.

Jian Feng gripped the pistol tightly, feeling guilty and blaming himself, and the monstrous anger surged up, and he could no longer suppress it.

"Do it!" Jian Feng lowered his eyes, and a crazy killing intent flashed in his eyes, and he kicked open the wooden door and rushed in.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, which was even louder in the silent mountain forest at night, and Lin Xiaowan, who was following far behind, couldn't restrain himself anymore and rushed forward.

"Brother! It's not good, someone is here!"

Lying on Zhou Huiqing's body, the naked black and thin man was frightened by the loud noise and trembled all over.

And Zhou Huiqing's face was pale at the moment, her face was desperate as if she let someone play with a broken doll, she was lying on the ground in a daze, her eyes were blood red, and her whole body was covered with glaring bruises.

"Take the guy! Let's see who dares to deliver it to your door!" Paro lifted his pants, glanced at the lifeless Zhou Huiqing who was lying on the ground in disgust, and spat.

"It's so boring. Lying on the ground is like a dead person. It's not as good as the previous resistance!" Riva's lecherous eyes cast aside Zhou Huiqing's naked body, and said contemptuously. iron rod.

With the sound of creaking feet on the wooden stairs, Paro and others blocked the door on the second floor vigilantly, with their backs to Zhou Huiqing, and gathered iron bars with fierce faces.

Behind them ignoring, Zhou Huiqing curled her fingertips slightly, and mad hatred burst out of her pale face. She looked at the apples scattered in the corner of the wall and the cold and sharp luster in the red bag, and her eyes flashed hatred and killing. meaning.

She supported her ravaged body that was about to be broken, and looked at the naked ketone body covered with ugly marks, and the redness and stickiness underneath made her disgusted and hated.

Her gaze was like a blade pointing at the backs of the three of Paro, and she crawled towards the sharp point of the apple, full of hatred.

The pitch-black handle, the short and sharp tip exudes a cold luster.

Zhou Huiqing tightly held the fruit knife, pulled off the torn and tattered clothes, wrapped them around her exposed body, endured the pain, and staggered to her feet.

The three of Paro were unaware of the danger behind them. Vigilantly through the crack of the door, they looked at the two men walking up the stairs step by step, with fierce faces.

As he walked in, Jian Feng also saw several probing eyes exposed through the crack of the door.

Leaning behind him, he raised his hand holding the pistol, a piercing sneer appeared on his handsome face, and his piercing eyes shot directly behind the wooden door, always looking tentatively.

"Get out of the way!"

The dark hole was held above Paro's forehead icily, his whole body tensed up in fright, and he backed away with a hurried cry.

Only a "bang" was heard.

Riva and Ying on the side couldn't see the future clearly, only heard the ear-shattering sound exploding in their ears, and hot liquid flowed from Riva's ears.

"Ah! Riva, your ear has been smashed!" Ying was so frightened that her legs gave way and she fell to the ground.

White smoke was still coming out of the punctured hole in the wooden door. Following Ying’s alarmed reminder, Riva felt the sharp pain coming from his ear. Half of his ear was shattered and he fell to the ground. Contaminated with a lot of ash and grass residue, shocking.

"Ah!" Riva covered his ears and yelled. Paro was so frightened that his soul was scattered, and he completely ignored Zhou Huiqing who had been quietly standing aside and slowly approaching.

She approached step by step, and the tip of the knife hidden under her clothes stood up, pointing to Paro who was closest to him.

There were hurried footsteps in the stairs, and Jian Feng and the two ran up in big strides, kicked the door, and kicked the half-covered door open.

The scene in the house was unobstructed, and Zhou Huiqing distorted her beautiful face with a ferocious face full of hatred. She raised the tip of the knife hidden under her clothes, and under the shocked eyes of Jian Feng and Zhao Lin, she ruthlessly penetrated into Paro. at the nape of the neck.

"Pfft!" The sound of the tip of the knife piercing the flesh sounded, and there was a sharp pain.

"Ah!" Paro's face distorted by the pain was terrifying. He struggled to turn around, but Zhou Huiqing gritted his teeth, pulled out the fruit knife frantically, and dropped it down hard.

"Puff!" The sound rang out again, blood splashed all over her face, and her pupils, which were dilated with anger, could no longer hold anything other than anger.

"I killed you bastards!" She roared angrily, her voice full of resentment and hatred.

"Eh!" The veins on Pa Luo's forehead bulged, his struggling hands lost strength, his eyes widened in horror, and he fell to the ground without breathing.