Erguotou and Brandy

Yang Zhen was taken aback for a moment, and seeing Feng Qing's panicked eyes, he felt a sudden pain in the back of his head, followed by infinite dizziness, so that he couldn't stand directly and had to hold on to the wall.

There was another crisp knocking sound, and Yang Zhen fell directly to the ground, and the warm liquid slowly swept his entire head.

It's as if the whole world is spinning.

Yang Zhen was lying on the carpet, his face was covered with blood, his expression was chaotic, and everything he saw was spinning.

"You...you?" Feng Qing stared wide-eyed at the man holding an iron rod in front of him.

The man lifted his hood and said, "Feng Qing... my little one... why don't you understand? I've made it so obvious!"

Feng Qing's face was pale, and he didn't speak, but things were constantly circulating in his mind.

"Hey...you, miss me?" came the man's frivolous tone.

Feng Qing caught a glimpse of Yang Zhen who had passed out on the ground from the corner of his eye, forced the corners of his mouth to curl up, and said, "You fucking, are you crazy..."

Bai Qian shook his head, nodded again after a while, and said: "Well, I'm crazy, baby, I'm crazy for you. Do you remember... When we were in college, we rehearsed the scene of Bai Suzhen and the green snake together , Interpreting the Legend of the White Snake from another angle, we two are in a veil...wearing very transparent clothes, touching each other...smiling...do you remember? That little film won the first prize. Tonight we Go back...you pour me wine, you say thank you for standing with you for such a long time...you still say you won't return if you're not drunk...you...you...you start to touch my thigh, with Feed me a sip of wine. We... how happy we were that day, Feng Qing."

Feng Qing's face was ashen, he closed his eyes and shook his head in pain, and said, "That day...we were all drunk, weren't we?"

"No! You're not drunk! You're sober, you did it because you loved me! I remember you...I remember your head held high...and the curve of your neck. I control you, hold you tight Damn... You said you couldn't breathe and you smiled at me... You smell good all over... I just knew it was a bird of paradise...Meeting you really made me see heaven...I baby..."

"Xu Yao, don't rush in! He has two hostages in his hands!" Guo Ding roared, urging Brandy to drive faster.

Brandy turned on the alarm bell, ran through red lights and one-way streets all the way to Feng Qing's house.

The colleague next to him forcibly took the gun from Xu Yao's hand to calm him down.

Xu Yao looked at the motionless figure of Yang Zhen in the monitor, biting his lower lip tightly, the blood was slowly seeping out like the blood on Yang Zhen's body.

"Why are you doing this? Bai Qian." Feng Qing stepped back, groping for things on the table in vain, looking for weapons.

Bai Qian supported his forehead and said: "You are so bad, Feng Qing...you actually asked me why, I did it because I love you! I know you love me too...ah...shh...you can't say it out, be heard If you do, you will definitely be under a lot of pressure.”

Feng Qing said with a pale face, "Bai Qian...cough, the one on the ground is bleeding a lot, should we help him stop the bleeding?..."

"No! I said no!" Bai Qian pointed at Feng Qing with an iron rod, and shouted, "Do you like him?! Do you?!!!"

Feng Qing shook his head hastily and said, "No, no... I didn't..."

"Head, Feng Qing called that person Bai Qian." Xu Yaoqiang said calmly.

As soon as the words fell, the car door was violently opened.

The dusty Guo Ding led Brandi and Wen Yun into the car.

"Children, find out who Bai Qian is. Wen Yun, take a look at the previous surveillance video. Xu Yao, follow me into the house." After Guo Ding said a few words, the people present were relieved a lot, and they started to get busy matter.

After the two put on the earphones, they put the bullets into the magazine one by one.

Really...

Guo Ding patted Xu Yao's shoulder and said in a low voice, "You never let him down."

Xu Yao closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, it was clear again.

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