Strong duel

70 Crazy

Since when did Leng Hanye hate those eyes, every time he slept with him, he would avoid eye contact with Jingze and choose the position of entering from behind.

It was still the phoenix eyes with the corners of the eyes slightly upturned, but the tenderness and affection inside were absent, facing him there was only a vast silence like the sea, as if looking at a stranger.

Leng Hanye knew that after going through so much, this person might have lost his heart for him, and what maintained their current relationship was only a paper contract.

That's fine, at the end of the day, if you don't love me anymore, I won't love you either, just keep a purely sexual relationship, break your wings, and imprison you in my cage forever, there is no love, only sex.

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After nearly half a month, Jing Ze's body has gradually recovered, and he has developed a certain resistance to the drug. At least he will not be tortured every time and become unconscious. It's just that he stops by the window for longer and longer .

It was clearly an eagle soaring in the sky, but its wings were broken off and it became a canary in a cage.

The thin figure stood in front of the window, and from his position, he could see large clusters of white roses falling in the rain, and the garden was all laid out in one color—Cheng Yue's favorite white.

I remember that in Leng Hanye, the islands in China were also full of this kind of flowers, but with more colors.

He doesn't like these clean and pure things, just like he doesn't like Cheng Yue, Leng Hanye loves that child's beautiful and clean qualities, and spoils him in every possible way. He has envied him more than once and even wanted to destroy him.

It's just that when the boy fell under his gun, he still felt guilty, and he didn't actually want to kill him.

A few petals fell on the window sill, and he reached out to pick one up, and crystal water droplets rolled down from it, Jingze stared blankly, today is the day when the instructor was killed by himself, do you all hate me?

Raising his hand to the light, his ten fingers with well-articulated joints are long and white, and the lines on his palm are clearly visible. It is just like this that his hands are stained with the blood of too many people, including those of enemies, those of insignificant people, and... his own chest -Di's.

When he remembered the moment he pulled the trigger towards the instructor, he knew that these hands would never be able to fire the gun again.

"Master Jing, it's time for dinner." The servant's voice brought back Jing Ze's misty thoughts. He gathered his clothes and stood by the window for a long time. Not too comfortable on the body.

"Leave it alone, I'll eat when I come out." He was going to change his clothes before eating.

The servant who came in lowered his head, put the food on the table, and stepped back, the giggling sound of the mechanical card Juan suddenly came out of his throat, which was gloomy and terrifying in Nuoda's room.

Jing Ze, who was rummaging through his clothes, immediately felt the cold breath behind him, and turned around suddenly, but the scene in front of him made his eyes tear.

The servant who delivered the food just now ripped off the clothes on his chest, and there was a cross knife cut open and sewn up at the position of his heart.

He showed Jingze his wound with a cold smile, and mumbled a strange sound in his throat, "Prison Master, my dear Prison Master, I'm back, I'm really back."

As soon as the words fell, the weird voice suddenly became sharp, "Kill me! Kill me! Hahahaha, come and kill me!"

After tearing off the red thread on his chest, he rushed towards Jingze with a smirk, "Come on, kill me! Kill me!"

"Ah!" A murderous aura that was a hundred times stronger than before was released suddenly, and almost the entire NK could feel this strong aura. Leng Hanye, who was eating, paused and rushed towards the master bedroom.

"Blood Fiend!" This name seemed to be called out from the depths of the soul. The name soaked in blood, with bloody destruction, seemed to permeate the entire space with a real murderous aura. As the wrist dripped, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of Jingze's mouth, and he pulled out his arm violently, ripping out the heart of a living person.

Holding the heart that was still beating slightly, the murderous aura around her body began to be covered with a layer of dark red, the exquisite facial features were extremely distorted, the bewitching eyes were bloodshot and red, and the extremely crazy hatred was flowing in the blood , his whole body began to lose control.

The bodyguards outside broke in, as if they saw a bloodthirsty god from hell. What they saw was an extremely distorted face and those bloody red eyes. They grabbed their hands and broke their necks in an instant. .

Jing Ze's state was completely out of control, and his mind was blinded by the unforgettable hatred. He just wanted to tear everything in front of him and destroy everything.

When Leng Hanye rushed over, two lifeless corpses fell from his bloody hands. The moment he saw him, the bloody red hand had already struck towards his throat.

Leng Hanye's eyes turned cold, and he grabbed his wrist sideways and twisted it hard, Jing Ze, who was out of control, snorted but ignored the other hand and struck up again.

"Huh!" Leng Hanye, who is proficient in fighting, snorted coldly, put his knee on his lower abdomen, elbowed his back, knocked Jing Ze to the ground, twisted his wrist, and suppressed him.

For a person who is out of control, his moves are out of order. Facing the master of fighting Leng Hanye, the winner can be determined within three moves, but the irrational Jing Ze is still struggling hard, trying to break free from the shackles. .

"Ah!" With a scream, his other wrist was also broken, and a sharp and cold voice came from above, "Jingze!"

The familiar voice, the person he once loved deeply in memory, Jingze stopped struggling, the blood red in his eyes gradually faded, his mind regained his clarity, looking at the person above him, he whispered, "Leng Hanye?"

His eyes were more fragile than ever before, despair and sadness seemed to overwhelm him, he looked at him like a helpless stray cat longing for someone to rescue him.

Leng Hanye's heart seemed to be pricked by a needle, he wanted to hug him and say, "I'm here." But the outstretched hand grabbed his hair and pulled him up from the ground, throwing him to the subordinates beside him.

"Get out, give me a hundred lashes, bring me back when you wake up." Sen Han's tone made his hands tremble slightly, they quickly removed the metal chain fixed at the corner of the bed, and dragged him out.

When he left, the man's eyes turned from despair to emptiness, like a rag doll without a soul, letting someone drag him out, the metal chain tied between his ankles, across the floor of the corridor, leaving The next series of small friction sounds.

Until the sound disappeared, Leng Hanye stretched and clenched his palms. He lowered his head and picked up the bloody heart that was no longer alive. Many complicated thin wires were connected to a chip implanted in the heart.

"Master, look." Wang Zi pointed to the servant's body on the ground and frowned, "There is a bomb in his body."

Leng Hanye also frowned, what kind of force is killing that person again and again?There is still no clue about the incident last time. This time, they were plotted against again, and they were all members of NK. How many people like this are still lurking in NK?No matter what, he couldn't let this happen again.

"Wang Zi, go and thoroughly investigate all the members of NK, from the top management to the servants, don't miss any of them."

"Yes."

After asking someone to clean up the room and sending everyone away, Leng Hanye came to the window.

The white figure in the rain was kicked to kneel on the ground, the afterimage of the long whip pierced the rain and landed on his back. Even though the eruption just exhausted all his strength, his stubborn back was still straight, and the bloodstains did not have time to penetrate. It was washed away by the rain as soon as he came out, and the body covered under the bathrobe was already torn from flesh and blood.

Staring at Jingze in the rain, the eyes under the deep brows were complicated and difficult to distinguish. It's not that he didn't see the fragility of that person just now. He thought he was longing for a hug at that time, but he killed someone. In order to convince the public, he had to give NK a hug. Everyone explained.

"Master, one hundred lashes is enough." After a long time, the voice of a subordinate came up to report.

"Well, let's go down."

Indifferent tone, alienated voice, Leng Hanye did not turn around, still staring at the whiteness in the night, the thin figure kneeling downstairs was crumbling in the rain, like those roses swaying in the wind and rain, I don't know when they will fall The stalks are crushed, and the ruins wither.

The rain was getting heavier, and the rain streaks poured down in a line under the fog lights, splashing water on the ground, and the steaming mist filled the light and shadow, and the figure in the rain began to become illusory and unreal. In the distance, Leng Hanye couldn't help opening all the windows, his deep gaze pierced through layers of rain curtains, and locked onto the whiteness.

During this period of time, he saw that person sitting in front of the window in a daze more than once, and sometimes he couldn't even feel him when he was around, just like Jingze tonight, that kind of scenery had never been revealed before his eyes Yes, sadness wraps him tightly, he seems to live in his own world, a world he cannot enter, what has that person experienced?

"what……!"

In the night, a gut-wrenching howl pierced the sky, and fell down in the rain with endless sadness...