Often porridge quiet said.
Because before those people had been lying in a mess, often porridge also did not look carefully, this will find that there is still a person in the corner.
It just seems that this person is obviously worse. Others look black and blue, but they can still act, but this person has obviously lost his ability to act.
The wrist is limply drooping, as if it was broken
The man hears the voice of Chang Cong and looks up at the woman in front of him. The bruises around his eyes make his vision a little blurred.
"It's you..."
About is finally see clearly in front of the woman is who, the man hoarse voice, "cough cough..." but then tore heart crack lung cough up.
Chang Cong frowned and looked at the poor man, but there was no waves in his heart.
"Do you remember me?"
Chang Cong's voice was a little erratic. In this kind of environment, he felt a little gloomy. Several men lying around moved back quietly, which was completely out of instinct.
"Ha ha, of course I remember. I knew it would come to today's stage. I'll try your taste that day."
The man's obscene eyes, staring back and forth at Chang Cong, look, it is just like Chang Cong's clothes, with the same line of sight.
It seems that he knows that he will not have any way to live. Instead, Li San has no scruples. He has a sense of being open-minded. He is going to die anyway. It's better to have a good time.
It's a pity that too much attention was paid to that day, and I didn't dare to fight against this woman.
Li San stretched out his tongue, licked his lips, and looked at Chang Cong's eyes, which were obscene.
As soon as the man's voice fell, Feng Tingmo's vision suddenly sharpened, and his whole body's momentum soared. His dark taste was very strong. Staring at Li San's expression was like looking at a dead man.
Even the fire behind him was infected with Feng Tingmo's breath at this time. Looking at Li San's sight, he was full of sarcasm. He really wanted to die.
"Ah... You... Slut, you Slut..."
But I didn't expect that Chang Cong's action was faster. She kicked the man mercilessly. The man didn't have the ability to resist. Now, she was so strong that she suddenly lost her whole face.
The face, which was full of blood stasis, was even more ugly.
There was no expression on Chang Cong's face. Even listening to men's foul language, Chang Cong didn't frown, so people didn't expect that Chang Cong would suddenly attack.
With such a foot down, listening to Li Sanzhu's howling, people on the scene could not help feeling cold. When they saw Chang's expressionless face, their legs were even tighter.
Even the fire felt cold and swallowed. Sure enough, the woman the boss was looking at was extraordinary... Looking at the man on the ground, he felt a little more sympathy.
With a man, he can talk about this unspeakable pain.
It was Feng Tingmo. Seeing the action of Chang Cong, her gaze suddenly became fiery, as if she was looking at some novel treasure.
This woman, once again, gave her a surprise, this is like the real she
Ignoring the hot sight behind his back, Chang Cong stares at the man in front of him coldly. The man curls up in a ball and even spits out blood foam in his mouth. It can be seen how much damage Chang Cong's foot has brought to him.
So that until now, men still can't make any sound.
"You kicked me. I'll come back now."
Throw down a word, often porridge porridge no longer give the man on the ground redundant eyes, directly turned and walked out.
She didn't like the atmosphere.
I'm not afraid, except that I was a little stunned at first, and then I didn't feel any special repulsion.
Even after he just kicked out that foot, he didn't have the slightest fear in his heart, even there was a kind of strange calm in his heart. For a moment, he couldn't figure out what was going on in the end, and forced his inner desire to move.
Reason told her to leave here as soon as possible, anyway, the revenge has been avenged, the next thing, has nothing to do with her.
"I'm not feeling well. I want to go back to the car first."
Chang Cong is patient and tells Feng Tingmo to explain. After all, he is in charge of it.
Chang Cong's face is a little white. It looks like she's not feeling well. It increases her credibility. In fact, only chang Cong herself knows the real reason why she wants to leave quickly.
Feng Ting Mo looked at Chang Cong's sight. He was a little strange. He looked at her straight as if he was looking into her soul.
Chang Cong was very uncomfortable because of the naked sight. She even felt that she was blinded. She knew what she really thought.
He clenched his fist quietly and went straight outside.
Walking very fast, as if afraid of what the man said, unexpectedly, the man did not stop her, let her go further and further.
Chang Cong has been stiff, dare not have a little lax, because she can clearly perceive the man's sight, never left her back.
Until I turn around the corner to make sure that the man can no longer see himself, Chang Cong heaves a sigh of relief. After staying in front of the man for a long time, Chang Cong always has a feeling of no escape.
After a short rest, he calmed down his breathing. As soon as Chang Cong was going to raise his feet, he went out first. As a result, there was a howl from inside.
"Ah... Kill me... Ah..."
After a meal, she could hear that it was Li San's voice. A dark color flashed in her eyes, and then she went outside without stopping.
Whether she is cold-blooded or ruthless, she knows the possible ending of that man. Chang Cong has no feeling of tenderness. This is her most true idea.
Chang took the lead to sit in the car, hiding the bloody scream in the factory.
As soon as Chang Cong left, Feng Tingmo's momentum was no longer suppressed.
"Do it."
The man just coldly dropped two words, the fire already knew, made a gesture, the people around the instant surrounded, they are not just here to watch, the real play has just begun.
Then one after another screams, of course, Li San is the one who gets the most attention. At this time, he regrets what he just did.
He thought the big deal was to die, but now he was wrong. He was so wrong that he could not live as if he were dead. He wanted to give him a good time.