Unbearable

There were many people on the street, and Ji Zhonghan couldn't find the shadow of those two people for a while.

He wandered around with his eyes, and finally noticed the figure of the stalker in the corner of the dark alley.The man raised his hand and lowered his hat, and the hand that had been hidden in his pocket was slowly withdrawing.

Because of the angle, Ji Zhonghan couldn't see what it was, the man disappeared in a flash, and then stepped into the alley.

It may be years of judo training that made him calmer and calmer in the face of danger.He walked forward quickly, looking for something that could be used as a weapon on the side of the street.

Finally, I picked up a beer bottle from the corner, and took out my mobile phone to record the video. I was going to record it first, and then do it, so as not to get into a situation where I couldn’t explain clearly.

The situation in the alley was recorded on the screen of the mobile phone, and there was an echoing light at the entrance of the alley, which faintly illuminated the picture inside.

I saw the follower was roughly pressed against the wall by Feng Qi's neck, and a camera was thrown to pieces on the ground.

Ji Zhonghan froze for a moment, not knowing how to react.

Feng Qi sensed someone coming in, and looked gloomily in the direction of the alley entrance.

Ji Zhonghan slowly put down the phone, revealing his face behind the phone.

Feng Qi was only surprised for a moment, and the person under his control took the opportunity to shout for help.

If Ji Zhonghan hadn't seen this man following Feng Qi all the way, he would have thought that this man was really a victim now.

Feng Qi exerted some force on his hand, and said viciously: "Shut up!"

Ji Zhonghan was worried that he would kill him, so he stepped forward quickly: "Let go."

Feng Qi didn't even look at him, and just yelled: "Get out!"

Ji Zhonghan clenched the wine bottle in his palm, feeling like a joke, mixing things that don't need to be mixed, caring about people who don't need to care.

He really wanted to smash the bottle on Feng Qi's head, but in reality, he just threw the bottle on the ground, and the green bottle rolled to Feng Qi's feet and stopped.

Ji Zhonghan warned: "Are you trying to attract more people and make things bigger?"

Feng Qi turned a deaf ear and continued to exert force on the man's neck. Ji Zhonghan could even see the man's flushed face from suffocation, and even slightly rolled his eyes.

Ji Zhonghan couldn't care less, he clasped Feng Qi's elbow and made Feng Qi let go with a clever trick.

The man finally escaped, clutching his neck in horror and coughing violently, slipped his back against the wall and fell to the ground.

Feng Qi looked at the man slumped on the ground, raised his foot and crushed the camera even more: "If you keep following me, this is what will happen to you."

The man trembled in fear and didn't dare to speak.

Ji Zhonghan was silent, he didn't know what to say, but after Feng Qi's feet moved away, he squatted down and took out the SD card from the camera, breaking it in half.

He looked at Feng Qi and said, "It's useless to step on the camera, the memory card is the most important thing."

The man looked at Ji Zhonghan angrily in horror, not knowing whether he was the savior or he was with Feng Qi.

Now it seems that it is more likely that they are a group.

After finally recovering, the man may realize that this is a lively place, as long as he yells, someone will come over immediately.

So he plucked up his courage and said in a hoarse voice: "I want to call the police! I will do an injury test! I want to sue you for intentional injury!"

Ji Zhonghan suddenly felt that this person was not so clear-headed, he was almost killed by Feng Qi, and now he still had the courage to say such cruel words.

Can't wait for the injury to be checked after escaping back, and sue Feng Qi?

Now that I've said it, besides offending Feng Qi, what's the use?

Sure enough, Feng Qi snorted disdainfully: "What kind of injury?"

His eyes fell on the man's face and moved down slowly: "Broken tooth? Internal bleeding?" He looked from hand to toe in turn: "Dislocation, bone fracture, or... just a comminuted fracture?"

His words seemed to be declaring that this was his notice of what would happen to every part of the man's body.

The man shut up instantly, trembling again.

Ji Zhonghan didn't know what to say about Feng Qi's words, but he thought it was amazing that Feng Qi could still walk on the road ostentatiously, instead of staying in the bureau.

In a sense, Feng Qi has a tendency to develop into a criminal, and he is also a violent criminal.

It didn't take long for Ji Zhonghan to know why Feng Qi was so arrogant.

Because Feng Qi made a phone call and briefly explained the current situation to the other party.

Yue Mo was the one on the phone who kept asking him if he had hurt anyone, Feng Qi clicked his tongue and said impatiently, "No! He didn't bleed or break a bone!"

When the man heard this, his body trembled even more, and he suddenly understood why no one in the industry dared to follow Feng Qi, because this is really a lunatic.

He was just doing it for this month's performance, and Feng Qi was having an affair with a female artist recently, so he just wanted to take some sneak shots. Who knew that even the guy who ate was ruined.

Feng Qi put down his phone, took out a business card from his pocket, and threw it on the man: "If you want to sue or claim compensation, contact him, get out now!"

The man grabbed the business card on his body, staggered up and ran out of the alley.

Ji Zhonghan watched him go away, feeling that he should go too.But the wine bottle was kicked to his feet by Feng Qi, Feng Qi mocked a little: "What are you doing with this wine bottle, open it for him?"

Ji Zhonghan clenched his fist, endured without speaking, and had nothing to say.

He intends to leave.

But now it was Ji Zhonghan who came to the door himself, how could Feng Qi let him go.

He sideways blocked Ji Zhonghan, and Ji Zhonghan almost bumped into Feng Qi's body. He was startled and stepped back abruptly.

Feng Qi raised the corners of his lips, showing a half-smile: "What's the matter, do you think I'm disgusting?"

Ji Zhonghan remembered that he met in the bar not long ago, and he vomited because of Feng Qi's kiss.

He did say it was disgusting.

Ji Zhonghan finally raised his eyes, and looked at Feng Qi without avoiding it: "So you are deliberately disgusting me now?"

Feng Qi's eyes flickered slightly, showing a hint of danger.

Ji Zhonghan realized something, he raised his hand and pushed Feng Qi away, trying to get a gap to escape.

But the force that grabbed his arm viciously, and then pressed his body tightly, told him that his escape failed, and he was captured by Feng Qi again.

Feng Qi pinched his chin and said softly, "Did you spit it out just now?"

Ji Zhonghan struggled hard: "Let go!"

Feng Qi's rough fingertips ran over Ji Zhonghan's lips hard, pressing the rosy lips to turn slightly white.

"I can meet you three times a day, you are clingier than that paparazzi just now." Feng Qi said something that made Ji Zhonghan angry in a frivolous tone.

Ji Zhong said coldly: "Why don't you say that you are the stalker, you will follow me wherever I go?"

Feng Qi didn't speak, but saw Ji Zhonghan's wet lips from his trembling eyelashes.

As for the content of the gaze, Ji Zhonghan can know it at a glance.

He has taken so many photos, human eyes can express emotions.

Happy, sad, and sad can also convey desire and violence.

Now Feng Qi's eyes are exactly like this, he is a look that wants to break Ji Zhonghan into pieces, by biting and occupying.

Feng Qi hummed in a low voice: "Really?"

After finishing speaking, his hands lifted off Ji Zhonghan's clothes, and pressed against his back, rubbing his waistline with ambiguous tenderness.

Ji Zhonghan's goosebumps popped out, and his body's instinctive stress response made him tremble all over.

He suppressed the discomfort: "If you don't want me to vomit all over you, just get the hell out of here."

Feng Qi responded by grabbing his long hair and forcing him to show his neck.

Unlike the fierce biting during the day, the first thing that touched his neck was his wet and soft lips, and Feng Qi was kissing his neck.

Ji Zhonghan's body trembled more and more violently, like a prey caught by a snake, unable to move.

Out of the corner of his eye, he could vaguely see Feng Qi holding the back of his hand, with a bright red snake tail.

Feng Qi came from his neck to his collarbone, and his palms also slid from his waist to his chest wantonly.

The raised curvature of the clothes shows how vigorously the hands inside are kneading.

Ji Zhonghan wanted to call for help, but just opened his lips, he could feel his teeth trembling uncontrollably.

He sweated a lot, but the sweat didn't affect Feng Qi's hand feeling.

Feng Qi just touched him provocatively, grabbed the hand under his chin, walked up, and covered his eyes.

The moment the line of sight is deprived, the lips also fall.

Anxious, domineering, beastly kisses.

To lick every inch of the ground's mouth, plunder the tip of his tongue, and gnaw his lips.

This is not a kiss of love.

For such a strong emotion, hatred is more appropriate.

Feng Qi's thigh also pushed between his legs, pushing forward wantonly.

Ji Zhonghan thought he yelled, but in fact it was just a weak hum, which didn't even disturb the answering lights not far from the alley.

With a snap, the lights finally went out, and everything fell into darkness again.

Feng Qi finally let go of his lips, and when he left, his lips made a sticky sound of water.

Ji Zhonghan's eyes were opened out of focus, his lips were numb and sore.

He wanted to say something, but he heard Feng Qi's laughter.

It seemed to have caught a handle, and it seemed to disdain Ji Zhonghan.

He put his hand between Ji Zhonghan's legs and whispered like a devil: "You know what? Not only did you not vomit, but you became hard."

Ji Zhonghan felt his throat tighten instantly, so tight that it hurts.

Feng Qi's words were like a flogging, which beat him to pieces, and seemed to forcibly open everything about him, dragging him to the sun for exposure.

If possible, he even wanted to kill himself who came out of the restaurant and followed this alley.

Knowing that there is an abyss and hell in front of him.

Why do you always step in so stupidly.

Feng Qi rubbed him slowly: "What should I do? Zhong Han, your body seems to want to sleep with me more than you."

A psychiatrist once asked him tactfully: "Is it just a nightmare?"

Ji Zhonghan looked at the glasses in front of him, like a psychiatrist who could see everything.

He said it was just a nightmare.

Since then, he has never been to that hospital again, nor has he seen that doctor again.