Chapter 1765

"Your hand..." She frowned and looked at the dried up color of the dark color. She wanted to ask him why he had killed several people? But the words to the mouth, but also nothing to say, only a burst of hard to hide the nose acid: her Qi Mo, why can become so?

He finally came out of the dark black marsh. How could he

Qiao Sangyu took a deep breath and finally put all his emotions under control.

"My hands are dirty." She pretended to have nothing to do. She quickly rummaged in her pocket, drew out a crumpled paper towel, and casually wiped the dried up little blood on his hand. The action was very large and forceful, "I I'll wipe it off for you

She had a simple idea: to wipe off the bloodstain was like wiping away his whole body of sin.

But it's no use at all.

The dry blood was wiped away, but the bloody picture could not be erased from her mind. On the contrary, she looked at his hand, and the memories of the past floated to her heart. She was very clear about the murders he had created. She released Qi Mo's hand a little bit and murmured: "those people, all die?"

Didn't he kill by mistake? Are those people damned to death?

Qi Mo pursed his lips and did not speak.

But he didn't understand.

Feeling that she was standing in front of him, her body was weak and trembling. Qi Mo stepped back, took off his coat and put it on her shoulder in silence. His tone was light: "it's cold at night. Remember to wear more clothes. It's late. Go back to bed early

With that, he patted her on the shoulder and stepped back. Just as he wanted his subordinates to send her back, she suddenly looked up and said, "what about you?"

The interrogative sentence pattern and the interrogative tone.

"I have something else to do." Qi Mo answers her, "wait for two people."

"Wait to kill them?" The more gentle and calm his tone was, the more she could not hold her breath. She asked questions in a low cool way and made tit for tat. She just heard him talking to his subordinates.

Qi Mo's face sank.

"Sangyu, I won't kill people casually." It's like an explanation, like a warning.

But Qiao Sangyu couldn't listen. She stuck in front of Qi Mo, and her emotions gradually spread: "don't you think it's too cruel to take people to the crematorium and kill them, and then clean up the corpses? They were alive an hour ago, and ashes an hour later! Do they all die? Should I be killed like this? "

Her voice grew louder and louder, and finally became uncontrollable, almost in the form of shouting.

And Qi Mo's cold depression was inspired by her again --

"yes! They all die He was condescending and drank the same, "this is the world. The weak eat the strong. Who will take care of what should be done? Who has time to reason like the weak? Does my mother die? So, I want to kill them and burn them to ashes today... "

He finished in one breath, with a resolute attitude.

"Pa!"

The loud slap was pulled out by Qiao Sangyu. Qi Mo didn't let him. He hit his left handsome face and quickly left five red finger marks: "enough! Qi Mo, what's the difference between you and Yin Xiao

There was silence.

After she fan out that slap and roar out the words, the whole world seems to be still, there is no sound around.

Qi Mo's head is slightly slanted, never say a word.

Qiao Sangyu gradually came to realize what he had just said, so he was replaced by a bigger shock: "you just said Your mother, she... "

Looking at Qi Mo's expression, she got all the answers.

It seems that all the questions have been answered.

No wonder he's out of control.

He would kill

"Qimo..." Her nose was sour. At this time, she was completely at a loss. She could only go up and put her arms around Qi Mo, expressing everything with a hug, "I'm sorry I don't know But don't do this. Don't let Yin Xiao destroy you. Don't let yourself become a person like Yin Xiao. "

She couldn't bear to ask him what happened, but she wanted to persuade him to be restrained first and not to expose himself too much and become the target of Yin Xiao's attack.

But after a few words of advice, he was interrupted by Qi Mo --

"no use." He said faintly, "I did it on purpose Yin Xiao is coming, on the way to kill me. "

This is the final game of life and death set by them to provoke each other

"Mr. Yin, where are you going so late?" It's late midnight now, and it will be sunrise in a few hours. However, Yin Xiao gets up at this time and rushes to the airport in anger. What happened?

"Mr. Yin! It's not a good time to go to G city

"Go away!"

His loyal advice was ignored by him, and even the whole person was kicked away by him. He's going back!Go back now A fight to the death!

There are only two people left in the space.

Qi Mo stood stiff, with obvious finger marks on his left cheek. His face was still cold, but he was willing to explain to her well -

"Yin Xiao's people went to the sanatorium first." He murmured, shoulders shrugged and pulled, like a defeated rooster, "they took my mother, I chased to the sea..." At this point, his voice slightly pause, as if some choked, said the end, "she died, I did not even get the body."

That dark vision, surging sea water It's not easy to salvage a man?

"So, you're going to burn Yin Xiao's mother's body?" Qiao Sangyu frowned. She looked at Qi Mo, angry and understanding.

It turned out that he wanted to kill Yin Xiao.

But in this way

Did he realize that he had just done more than Yin Xiao?

Qi Mo didn't answer, just stuffy ground "en" one, can be regarded as the acquiescence of her conjecture.

"Qimo, don't do this..." Qiao Sangyu couldn't bear to pull his hand. He wiped off the bloody palm, burning hot, she no longer have fear and fear, firmly grasp him, scallion fingertips rub his palm rough cocoon, "Qi Mo, failed to save your mother, it is not your fault. Yin Xiao's subordinates are crazy people. They don't have to be like them to defeat them. So Don't kill people. Don't kill people who don't deserve to die. You know that can't solve any problems... "

Moreover, the killing did not make him feel happy.

Qiao Sangyu finished his long speech, and Qimo's face was obviously moved, which was full of killing intention, and his appearance was gradually disintegrating. Finally, he told her the truth in her heart: "it's my fault..."

Strong and cold can no longer maintain, he was swallowed up by the sea of guilt.

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