Chapter 7

With that, Fu Chen hugged her and whistled to the bartender, "open a room, old position."

The bartender takes a deep look at Lin Xiang, smiles knowingly and nods to ask his colleagues to prepare the room.

Fu Chen dragged her upstairs, hands in her chest constantly swam, "Tut, damn, really soft! Li Hanzhi's women are strong enough to play

"Let go! Let go of me

Lin Xiang didn't know where the strength came from. He kicked his feet wildly and hit the man's crotch!

“CAO！ Bitch Fu Chen's face twisted with pain. He suddenly grabbed a beer bottle and knocked it on her forehead. "You want to die!"

With a bang, the bottle broke and the sound was shocking!

Cold wine mixed with warm blood, Lin Xiang was excited to shiver, the wound suddenly pain numb.

She didn't have time to think about it. She gritted her teeth to hold up her last strength and reached out her hand in Fu Chen's surprised eyes -

the mouth of the beer bottle stabbed her hand to blood, but Lin Xiang, as if unable to feel the pain, fiercely snatched it from his hand and stabbed it in the opposite direction!

Poof! The mouth of the bottle pierced into the man's chest, and the sound of the sharp weapon submerged into the flesh was particularly terrible.

Fu Chen opened his eyes and fell on his back. There was a scream in the club!

Senseless, Lin Xiang took two steps back, clutching the bottle, turned around before the crowd, pulled out his feet and ran wildly!

I don't know how long she ran. Lin Xiang stopped breathlessly. She lost one of her high-heeled shoes. She kicked off the other one and kneaded her bloody heel.

At night, there was no car in the suburbs. Lin Xiang walked along the horse road to the center of the city.

The blood on her head was black, and she looked like a devil from hell.

That man I really ignored her to such a degree that I could leave her alone in great danger and take other women away.

Will Fu Chen die after her stab? If she goes to jail again A cold wind came, and Lin Xiang shivered.

A few dark shadows suddenly appeared under the street lamp in the distance.

Lin Xiang's heart a tight, clenched just have not thrown the beer bottle, vigilantly staring at the front.

The shadow was getting closer and closer, and Lin Xiang saw that it was a few yellow hoodlums.

The leader chewed gum, looked at her with triangular eyes, spat on the ground, "Damn, I can run! That's her, my sister-in-law said, "if you catch this woman, we'll deal with it. Remember to clean it up!"

Several thugs around echoed and looked around her uneasily. "Brother, this woman looks good. Why don't we..."

He stopped in time, but at the same time, a few people began to smile and slowly gathered around him.

Lin Xiang step by step back, has been back to the corner, frown, "don't come here."

"Tut, I like personality."

Huang Mao turns his head and spits out his gum rudely. Suddenly he reaches for her wrist!

Lin Xiang thought almost stagnant, instinctively back, but red L's feet were cut by the glass on the ground, the body a soft sprain to the ground!

Oh, No.

In the heart "clatters" a, supports the body to want to rise, the man's body already first one step pressure to come up!

"I want to run Run

Huang Mao laughs obstinately, buries her nose and mouth into her neck and inhales, "Damn, it's so fragrant!"

The smell of tobacco and wine mixed with the smell of a strange man. Lin Xiang felt sick and wanted to throw up. He tried his best to struggle, but in vain.

What to do Do you really want to be humiliated here today?

Lin Xiang slowly closed his eyes and squeezed his fingers.

On the body * * laughter continues, mixed with harsh sound, the skirt was completely torn!

At the same time, the beer bottle in Lin Xiang's hand was raised and stabbed at his chest in everyone's frightened eyes!

Sharp pain into the brain, warm blood suddenly filled with cramped fingers

Gradually blurred in front of her eyes, but her lips picked up a relieved smile.

They don't touch a dying man, do they?

Who has ever seen such a situation? For a moment, she got flustered and sprang up from her.

"Cao, dead?" Huang Mao spat a mouthful, tone reveals a bit flustered, "this is not what we do, really damn bad luck, withdraw!"

The disordered footsteps disappeared at the corner of the street. Lin Xiang wanted to sit up, but he couldn't even move his finger.

The pain of the wound has been numb, only the stream like blood is still flowing out of the canal.

It's cold. It's cold

A pair of polished men's shoes stopped in front of me.

Lin Xiang breathed weakly and narrowed her eyes painfully. In order to survive, she slowly extended her hand to the man, "help me..."

The man seemed to be stunned for a moment. He bent down and looked at her with dark eyes, just like two deep wells.The sight contact, Lin Xiang seems to be scalded by the fire as back to hand, string puppet general fell to the ground.

"It's you..." She bent her lips and laughed, coughing violently. She covered her chest and gasped, "so you've been..."

He has been in the dark, has been watching her humiliated, has been watching her hurt themselves, but indifferent.

Lin Xiang thought that during his four years in prison, he was so strong that ten thousand enemies would not invade him. But every time he met this man, he would still be black and blue again and again.

The oxygen in the chest drops sharply, and the brain becomes chaotic.

Maybe, it's good to be free like this.

Li Hanzhi was wearing a thin black shirt, holding her arm in the cold wind. His expressionless face couldn't see the emotion clearly and kicked her.

"Don't pretend. Get out of here."

Lin Xiang did not respond, breathing gradually slow down, head a tilt will lose consciousness.