Chapter 707

This is true is Ling still?

Is the woman who has been trampled on her feet?!

"Are you better?" Yi Jin asked with concern. At this moment, his eyes seemed to be only her existence.

Ling still felt that the chill on his hand was getting warmer and warmer as he was breathing again and again, and the pain in his finger bones was gradually fading away.

"Much better." She let out a gasp.

He looked at her face. It was better than before. "It seems that you have to ask the doctor to check your hand again. It's not cured at all."

"It's much better." Ling still said, "I hurt just now, maybe it's just a psychological reaction, so it will lead to a painful hand."

"So it's Xiao Ziqi and Hao Yimeng." Yi Jin said, "is it because they almost destroyed your hand?"

Ling was still stunned, and then lowered his eyes. Yes, when he approached her, he must have investigated her. How could he not know that her hands were almost destroyed?

"Why don't I get you justice?" Yi Jin is away from the low murmur way.

Ling is still in a daze, asking for justice. How can he do it again?

He opened his thin lips gently. "Naturally, you have to double the pain they give you. You have to pull out their nails, pick out their tendons and tendons, and break their bones. How about that?"

This bloody word, spit out from his mouth, is so calm, as if it is nothing to him.

Revenge?! Let them suffer what she has suffered!

Ling still looked at Xiao Ziqi and Hao Yimeng not far away, but found that they were also looking this way.

The eyes of the three met in mid air.

"Still, do you want to make them hurt?" The voice of Yi Jin's departure rang in her ear again.

Ling still turned his head and looked at the person in front of him.

At this moment, she only felt that if she nodded her head, then ah Jin would do what she said.

The fate of Xiao Ziqi and Hao Yimeng will be worse than that of her then!

"No, I don't want justice in this way." Ling still shook his head.

"No?" Yi Jin's eyes flash with surprise.

"Because I don't want to be like them. At the beginning, they did the same to me. If I did the same to them, what's the difference between me and them?" Ling is still saying, while backhand, with their own hands hold Yi Jin from the hands.

His hands are very good-looking, long and bony, and even his nails will make people feel beautiful.

At first, when she saw his hands, she thought they were clean, as if they were free of worldly filth.

Although knowing that he is Yi Jin, she knows that his hands may not be as clean as she imagined, but she... "I don't want you to dirty your hands because of my affairs, ah Jin."

Yi Jin was stunned. After a while, his voice was hoarse and said, "what if... I don't care?" His hands were already dirty and bloody.

"But I care." Ling still looked at Yi Jin solemnly, "so ah Jin, you don't have to ask for justice for me. One day, I will be strong enough. Then when I stand in front of them and don't need any means, they will regret what they have done to me."