Prisoner of Rebirth

After seeing Gao Yong and Liu Guili who came to pick him up, Feng Xunke turned his body slightly and stopped, hiding behind a sheltered wall, and stopped following.

Seeing the backs of Gao Yong and Liu Guili getting farther and farther away until they disappeared completely, Feng Xunke turned around and walked in another direction. On the street at night, the dim streetlights shone on him, elongating the shadow, making him look lonely and somewhat gloomy.

"Heh," Feng Xunke raised his eyebrows, turning a bunch of keys on his index finger, and gradually slowed down his steps.

How can there be so many honest people who endure bullying in this world?

The clusters of keys made a crisp sound as they slammed into the faces of the people behind them, and the people behind them were in pain, and then fell to the ground with another "slap", which was extremely harsh in the dark night.

Feng Xunke squinted at Song Wen, who was hit in the face, and asked lightly: "You followed me all the way, and you came here for revenge?"

Song Wen covered his slammed face, tightly holding a thick iron rod in his hand, as if he was irritated by Feng Xunke, he took a step forward, raised the iron rod and hit Feng Xunke.

Feng Xunke raised his hand to cover his face, and the iron rod hit him directly, and he was knocked down to the ground with a muffled grunt.

"Feng Xunke, do you think you can threaten me?" Song Wen took out his phone from his pocket and shook it, "I took pictures of everything you and Gao Yong did at school, if you don't want to be exposed, just be my dog ​​obediently. "As he spoke, he raised his foot and kicked Feng Xunke.

"Really?" Feng Xunke lowered his head, the blond hair on his forehead cast a dark shadow on his thin and delicate face, he got up from the ground, and looked at Song Wen calmly under the dim light, "I'm sorry, study committee member. "

Song Wen poked Feng Xunke's shoulder with the iron rod in his hand, "I know you like Gao Yong, but I also like Gao Yong, I want to fall in love with him." With a provocative smile on his face, "Give me the If he makes an appointment, forget about it, otherwise, you will know the consequences."

"Aren't you going to delete it?" Feng Xunke took a step forward and reached out to Song Wen, "Are you sure you don't want to delete the photos on your phone?"

"Feng Xunke, you are really naive..." Before the sneer on the corner of his mouth unfolded, Song Wen only felt a pain in his hand, and then the iron rod was snatched away by Feng Xunke, and then "Kuang" on his back was a stick .

Song Wen cried out in pain and took a few steps back. Feng Xunke just took a stick and then withdrew his hand. He dragged the iron bar on the ground and made a "Zi Zi Zi" sound, and began to think about the possible consequences of various actions in his mind.

Song Wen backed away again, staring at Feng Xunke warily, then fumbled for something from his wide pocket with one hand.In terms of fighting, he knew from the last time that he was not Feng Xunke's opponent, so when necessary, he should have special preparations in order to vent his anger.

After seeing the movement of his hands, Feng Xunke seemed to think of something, the corners of his mouth curled up, his blue eyes faintly filled with bloody excitement.

The movement of his feet accelerated, and when he was only half a step away from Song Wen, Song Wen suddenly brought out a sharp bayonet and slashed at the back of Feng Xunke's hand.

Bright bright red gushes out at once, with the throbbing tingling, Feng Xunke raised his hand, carefully watching the blood in his hand slowly flow down the back of his hand and fall to the ground under the dim light.

Then he raised his eyes, looked at the panicked Song Wen, and asked with a smile, "Is it my turn?" He wiped his bloody hand to his lips, and the red lips were immediately stained with warm blood. , the smile in his eyes was like rippling ripples, getting bigger and bigger.

Before Song Wen could react, he hit his hand holding the knife with a stick, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground with a "snap", and then hit Song Wen's shoulder with another stick, as if deliberately avoiding the attack. He opened Song Wen's head, but the strength of the blow was definitely not small, and Song Wen curled up, unable to fight back.

"Maybe call for help a few times, if I can attract people to come over, I can let you go." Feng Xunke bent slightly, looked at Song Wen who was already squatting on the ground, he raised one foot, and stepped on Song Wen's shoulder "But before that, it should be something that will destroy the phone." As he spoke, he kicked Song Wen away with force, and before Song Wen could get up, he grabbed his hair again. Pulling it in front of him, he took out the phone from his pocket, took out the memory card and phone card, and broke the phone with both hands.

At this moment, Song Wen no longer wanted to take revenge, and the sweat on his face slowly flowed down his cheeks. When Feng Xunke took the mobile phone, he pushed him away suddenly, and ran to the street where there were many people.He couldn't imagine what would happen to him if he stayed with that terrifying monster Feng Xunke any longer.

, There is only one voice in my mind, "flee".

Feng Xunke looked at Song Wen's fleeing back in a panic, and chuckled, but the smile faded away immediately, he dropped the iron rod in his hand, and followed with a sharp bayonet.

Song Wen looked back and ran forward dripping with sweat. Seeing that Feng Xunke hadn't followed behind him and could vaguely hear someone talking in front of him, the stone in his heart fell and he slowed down, but the next moment his neck twitched. Tightly, the long arms behind him tightly strangled his neck, "Will I let you go?" was Feng Xunke's cold voice.

Song Wen raised his elbow to Feng Xunke's stomach. Feng Xunke fell to the ground at once, and the bayonet in his hand fell to the side of his hand. Taking this opportunity, Song Wen grabbed the bayonet and put it on the lying bed. On Feng Xunke's stomach on the ground, "Who can let who off? Feng Xunke?"

But as soon as he finished speaking, Feng Xunke suddenly grabbed his hand, pulled it down suddenly, and then stabbed his stomach, which was bright red. In Song Wen's panic, Feng Xunke smiled coldly, and said softly: "Murderer!" , you are going to be arrested."

"Ah!" A woman screamed as she watched them, and then several men in the same company rushed forward, held Song Wen firmly, and shouted: "Call the police! Call the police!"

At this time, Feng Xunke was already lying on the ground, with a pale face, panting extremely weakly.Panicked pedestrians hurried forward to check.

"Help me, save me...he's going to kill me...uncle..." Feng Xunke seemed to be extremely frightened as he tugged on the person's clothes and kept murmuring and repeating.

Song Wen, who was completely panicked, kept explaining to them: "He did it on purpose. He stabbed himself. You can't call the police. If you call the police, I will be ruined..."

But who would believe him?He was a depraved boy who wounded someone with a knife, and the boy lying on the ground was dying and covered in blood. No one would joke about his own life.

The author has something to say:

In the last chapter, I wrote about the meat of the edge ball, so I was locked up hhhhhhhh so angry