Listening to his threat, Yin Shaolong was more angry. He lifted his hand and grabbed a vase at his hand and smashed it to the screen: "die!"

"Bang", the screen flickered a few times, and then the darkness came down. Su Mo Han also flashed by and disappeared in the picture.

Yin Shaolong breathed a sigh, but as long as he thought that Ningxin would never wake up again, he would be sad and irritable.

He waited so long, worked so long, but failed at this time!

How could he not be angry?

How can not sad!

All his hopes and illusions for the better in the past ten years come to an end at this moment!

Hatefully, he didn't know who the killer was until now!

Without any further hesitation, he was calm and his eyes were grim and went to the prison on the island. His narrow eyes were still glowing with scarlet fire.

The prison was empty and quiet, especially cold. As soon as he entered, the woman patrolling in the prison came forward nervously: "Yin Shao."

"Get out."

Yin Shaolong's eyes were still fixed on the end of the corridor, but he did not look at the woman.

The woman left, some greedy looking at his figure.

After the personnel dispersed, Yin Shaolong calmly walked through the empty rooms. After a few seconds, he finally came to the end of the corridor and stopped between the two doors of Ye Fei and Xiang Tianlai.

Yin Shaolong stopped in the corridor for a while, then turned and opened the electronic lock of Xiang Tianlai's cell.

After the electronic lock rings, the heavy door will automatically open. Yin Shaolong reaches out to open the door. As soon as the door is opened, a large amount of pungent smoke will pour into his breath, making his brow wrinkle.

Looking down at the foot, there are two cigarette butts that have been trampled out by the door, and there are some scattered soot on the side, which makes the whole room more smoky.

Yin Shaolong looked up and looked deeper and deeper. Xiang Tianlai lay motionless on the bed, not paying attention because the door was opened.

In fact, Xiang Tianlai has not been able to fall asleep, either because the wound is too painful or because the heart is too painful. In short, she has been lying in bed for a long time, but she is more and more awake.

Yin Shaolong raised his legs to the bedside, and the door behind him "bang!" Shut it with a sound.

Step by step, Yin Shaolong walked to the bedside. Every step was quiet. After stopping by the bed, he saw the lighter and cigarette case beside the pillow and some scattered cigarette butts on the ground.

"Dong!"

One foot heavily kicks on the iron bed, and then suppresses the heartless evil fire: "it seems that you are in a good mood, and you are still in the mood to sleep."

The iron bed under his body was shaking violently, and Xiang Tianlai slowly opened his eyes.

He's here.

"Get up!" Yin Shaolong's voice was a little higher. A pair of eyes fell on Xiang Tianlai, as if he could see a hole in her.

After sitting up from the bed, Xiang Tianlai looked up at him, reached out to touch the cigarette beside the pillow, and sneered: "it's not my woman who died. Is it hard for me to cry?"

As she opened her mouth, a cluster of flames shot out of the lighter, easily lit the cigarette between her fingers. The cigarette burned quietly at her fingertips, blurring her face.

On her eyes, Yin Shaolong was slightly stunned, and then a touch of evil fire rose from the bottom of her heart for no reason, trying to break the woman's neck!

Xiang Tianlai just looked at him with a smile. His eyes were somewhat dispirited, but also some meaningless, as if his influence on her could not compare with the cigarette between his fingers.