Door crack

The dilapidated iron door opened, and the hinges rubbed harshly.The person standing outside the door looked pale and looked into the empty room in a panic.

Qiao Yiming felt as if his heart had been severely scratched, and he imagined what it would be like if Zeng Chen appeared here.Calm enough to do a job well, or pretending to be indifferent, but I didn't foresee this anxious face appearing at the door.

Are you worried?And came here alone.

"Lu Ting, what do you mean?" With obvious sullen tone, Zeng Chen squeezed away Chi Lin who was blocking the door, and walked straight to Qiao Yiming's direction.When Chi Lin received a call from Qiao Yiming's mobile phone, the other party said that he wanted to find a place to have a good chat. This scene did not seem to be able to "have a good chat".

"Hey, isn't it impolite to be so impolite when you go to someone else's territory?" With one hand on the other person's shoulder to block the way, Chi Lin said provocatively, "I remember you probably like my brother-in-law, right? Falling in love so soon?"

"You really care about a lot." Ceng Chen patted his hands off his shoulders, and continued to walk towards Qiao Yiming, "Your attitude doesn't look like you intend to chat. You have nothing to say, so I'll take him away."

"Take it away? Where are you taking it?" Chi Lin blocked Zeng Chen again, and Chi Lin was also annoyed. The person in front of him was clearly the murderer who killed his sister, how could he act like he had nothing to do with it, "Take her underground to meet my sister? "

"Meet your sister?"

Chi Lin suddenly realized that he patted his forehead and grinned, "I'm sorry, I seem to have forgotten to say it."

"say what?"

"I forgot to tell you that she is dead, thanks to you bastards." Caught off guard, he swung his fist and looked down at Zeng Chen who was knocked to the ground in satisfaction. His heart was filled with the pleasure of revenge, and Chi Lin couldn't help but make up again. Go up a few feet.

Zeng Chen!He opened his mouth to call out, but what came out was a sharp cough.Qiao Yiming struggled to stand up against the wall, with his hands tied behind his back, it was difficult to maintain his balance, his body swayed and he almost fell down.It was almost, and the rope could be cut just a little bit, and if there was a delay, they couldn't let them continue to hurt Zeng Chen.

"The parties are all here, let's talk about distributing the recordings." Qiao Yiming tilted his head and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth on his shoulders, and moved vigilantly to the edge of Lu Ting's attack range, "The one distributing the recordings is Mr. Lu, you yourself."

"Shut up, I have no reason to do that."

"You have." Sensing that Lu Ting was going to commit violence again, Qiao Yiming dodged and hid behind Chi Lin, "If you are not guilty, why didn't you let me finish my sentence?" Chi Lin stood between himself and Lu Ting, just looking at With the back view, he couldn't guess what kind of expression Chi Lin showed, which could make Lu Ting lose his composure in an instant.

Qiao Yiming decided to strike while the iron was hot, "Since you all know that Zeng Chen loves President Lu, it's easy to say, his purpose is just to destroy this marriage, it is impossible to make the person you like be treated as a joke, even at this moment, That feeling hasn't changed."

It is not difficult to guess that Zeng Chen chose not to call the police. The main reason was that he did not want to push Lu Ting into a situation where he could not control it. Whether it was out of a trace of nostalgia in his heart or because he did not want to tear his face completely, this was unconsciously protecting Lu Ting. .

Feeling sore and uncomfortable, Qiao Yiming refused to accept this fact from the bottom of his heart, "As for me, I'm not stupid enough to do such a thing. Which blackmailer would cut off his fortune?"

Very good, the rope has been completely cut, Chi Lin must have hit hard, Zeng Chen is still curled up on the ground, clutching his stomach and unable to get up, how could that slender body withstand such rough treatment.

"That's hard to say." Lu Ting lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, glanced at Zeng Chen on the ground in disgust, but said to Qiao Yiming, "You like Zeng Chen, and it is reasonable for me to help him take revenge. middle."

"Ha, what you said seems to be quite reasonable." Throwing aside the rope, Qiao Yiming suddenly charged at Chi Lin, who had his back turned to him, and the sharp pain in his chest made it impossible to use his strength to the limit. The two rolled and wrestled. together.

The fist landed heavily on Chi Lin's face, the red marks mixed with dust blurred his face, covering the face that looked very much like Chi Lan, and all the remaining softness disappeared, Qiao Yiming waved again and again like a ruthless Fist, "This is for you to hit Zeng Chen."

The large movement pulled the painful chest wound, and the momentary pause gave Chi Lin an opportunity, and Lu Ting also exerted restraint from the side.This bastard, is he afraid that he will forget his existence?Get in the way!

Seeing that Chi Lin couldn't slow down for a while, it was time to say hello to Lu Ting.I don't know where the two people who tied me are, before they arrive, now is the best time to fight back.

I advance step by step, and the opponent retreats step by step. This scene is really ridiculous. Would a person with similar stature and able-bodied limbs still be afraid of himself, a half-assed man with injuries all over his body?Qiao Yiming stared straight at Lu Ting who was dodging around, like a hungry wolf who found a hare, and kept pressing.

"What are you running for?" He grabbed Lu Ting's sleeve and kicked his knee hard. He was satisfied to see the other party kneeling on the ground with a plop. The direction is changed, should I apologize to Zeng Chen?"

He wanted to make up a few more feet, but his neck was suddenly strangled, and Chi Lin approached him at some point. Sure enough, it was still a bit difficult for such a body to cope with two people.Endless tearing and wrestling, the physical strength is gradually lost, this is not going to work!

"Zeng Chen! Hurry up and call the police!" The person lying on the ground should have heard his call, and struggled to raise his arm to grab the phone that had fallen aside.The power that restrained him suddenly disappeared, Qiao Yiming was startled and staggered in pain, and it was too late to stop Chi Lin from hurting Zeng Chen.

Wen Ruo's figure flinched weakly in his fists and feet. Even if he fought back, he would not consciously restrain his strength because he was afraid of hurting the opponent. How could such a kind and naive person bear the heart to hurt him.

What indifference, what cunning, are all illusions used to protect his fragile heart.It wasn't until this moment that Qiao Yiming felt that he understood Zeng Chen. Even when he was touched by his deeply hidden thoughts, the bluffing appearance of flailing his teeth and claws, thinking about it now, he thought it was very cute.

Don't touch him!Don't hurt him!Go away, bastard, go away!

The red eyes were like evil spirits in hell, and Qiao Yiming felt that something snapped off in his head.Anger, and full of malice filled the heart, kill them!Kill these damned beasts!

His fingers tightly held Chi Lin's shoulders, his joints were innocent, and he tried his best to pull the assailant up and threw him aside. Before he could get up, he clasped his hands tightly around his warm neck, and arteries jumped out of his palms. The beautiful rhythms, they will gradually subside in their own hands, this feeling is so beautiful.

"Qiao Yiming, you fucking let go!" Lu Ting pulled Qiao Yiming who had fallen into madness in horror, and sternly stopped.

Only fools let go!Qiao Yiming sneered.

He admired Chi Lin's flushed face and white lips, even if his wrist was scratched to pieces, he didn't intend to let go, immersed in the pleasure of committing atrocities, he didn't know when the force pulling him would disappear, let alone Realizing the meaning of the metal impact sound not far away, until the familiar voice burst into an exclamation.

"Yiming, be careful!"

careful?Beware of what?

The weight belonging to others is on the shoulders, and the nose is full of the fragrance of infatuation. The fragrance that has been quietly approached to absorb so many nights is now mixed with a strong smell of blood, contaminating himself.

Instinctively, he let go of the hands that were holding Chi Lin's throat, and held Zeng Chen firmly in his arms. His palms were warm and sticky, and there was only blood red in his vision.

is your own?No, it belongs to Zeng Chen!