Chapter 32

Yunhua felt that her life was over. During the years in the dark cellar, her life had completely withered and turned into a walking corpse. Even if she left there, she could always remember those dirty memories, those rotten and sour smell, which could only be diluted by pain and bloody smell.

However, at the moment of being discovered by song ye, she felt that she was wrong.

She wasted the chance to escape from the barrage of bullets. She should not have, but it was too painful to live.

After waking up, she has been thinking about where she should go Until the door outside the door pedal pedal to spread the footsteps, the visitor opened the door, carrying a cold all night to her side.

“…… Song ye... " She opened her mouth, and her cracked lips called out hoarse names.

"Get up and follow me." Song Ye doesn't look at her weak face. She drags her wrist to drag people from the bed and strides out of the room.

There were no guests in the morning. Only the waiters were cleaning the shop. Just hearing the noise from the upstairs, he looked up and saw song ye with a cold face and dragged the cloud Hua with his hair down the building. Regardless of whether the other party was still barefoot, he dragged him to the side of the car and got people into the car.

Looking at the car speeding away, Zhao Zhen on one side frowned and waved to the curious waiter in the shop, "today, give Yunhua a day off work. Go to work." In fact, he was worried that Yunhua's mental state could not be stimulated any more. Song Ye was a bully at the age of 15 and impulsive. If something happened, it would be bad. But song Ye is stubborn, no one can pull, he is powerless.

The car drove all the way from the city center to the remote suburbs, and finally stopped in front of an abandoned old warehouse, surrounded by no people, looking particularly desolate and dilapidated.

"Here it is." Song ye first opened the door, wrapped in a black windbreaker, walked toward the warehouse.

Yunhua looked at the open black door and the disappearing figure. It was like returning to the deep cellar. She was afraid that she would be left behind by song ye, so she opened the door with trembling hands and feet, and stumbled after her.

It was only when the slender figure of her back came into view that she was relieved and pulled a light smile on her face, "song..." A word at the back was not spoken, and all the voices were choked in the throat.

She went over Song ye and saw the woman kneeling there.

The woman was dressed in coarse linen clothes. She looked simple and realistic. She knew she was a real mountain person. But that face was unforgettable for Yunhua all her life.

The woman's name was Wang Feng. She was the first trafficker who changed her hands. She knew her when she was burned to ashes.

"But isn't she in prison?" Yunhua remembers that the whole village was arrested in the news last time.

"Yes." Song ye should a, cold mood without a trace of ups and downs, the next second took out a black guy from his pocket and threw it to Yunhua, "now, you can do what you want."

Yunhua dropped his eyes. When he saw what was lying under his feet, he immediately stepped back and took two steps. His voice was shaking, "gun..."

She did not see this thing in the mountains, but she never touched it with her own hands. The most profound memory is that a girl opened her head after grabbing a gun. The picture of blood and brain bursting out was disgusting to think of now.

Now, song Ye wants her to take a gun and kill?

Yunhua's hasty eyes fell on the girl's calm face and suddenly shook her head wildly, "no, no, I can't..." She couldn't even kill fish before. How could she kill.

But when she wants to retreat again, song Ye reaches out her hand and drags her to the ground. Before she has time to breathe out, song Ye's cold voice comes from the top of her head, "Yunhua, don't you say you regret that you didn't cut your enemy by yourself?"

Yunhua's body trembled, apparently remembering what he said when he hurt himself, "but..."

She didn't let her finish her speech. She felt a pain in her scalp. She was forced to raise her head and look at the woman kneeling in front of her body, "see who this person is. Who cheated you into the mountain at first, and who let his son punish you first? How dirty and smelly it was in the cellar where you first lived. If you still remember these things, you should know who the person in front of you was. "

With the cold and clear words, all the nightmares hidden in the bottom of my heart were turned out, cruelly repeated in my mind. The pain seemed to be engraved into my bones, and the woman on the ground gave out a heartrending cry, "ah..."

The cry seemed to come from the abyss and was on the verge of death. The tears were like the river breaking the bank, pouring down and wetting the pale and thin face.

But song ye still did not stop. She did not allow her own life to die again. She forced Yunhua to face it and hate her. "I saved your life. Your knife edge is not qualified to face yourself. Before self punishment, you should return what others have imposed on you."

The person who should be killed should not be himself.

In her tears, Yunhua stares at the woman in front of her. The memories in her mind make her deeply remember the ugly face of this woman. Once upon a time, she suffered inhuman torture and stayed in the dark cellar. Once upon a time, she also hated them. She wanted to eat the flesh and bones of these people, drink the blood of these people, and kill the grotto with a fire All men go to hell!Yes, all her misfortunes are caused by the woman in front of her!

If it wasn't for her, how could she have become like this!

Finally, trembling fingers seized the gun, cold metal let her fight a cold war, to see the woman in front of her mouth was sealed, tears, her eyes suddenly become fierce.

Bang Bang Bang One shot after another, the shocking volume was accompanied by the dull sound of piercing blood. The woman who was tied to her hands and feet fell on the ground, and her body stopped working would tremble slightly when hit by a bullet. Her empty eyes looked at the sky with endless regret and despair.

Until all the bullets were shot out, Yunhua sat on the ground, staring at the woman's appearance in the pool of blood. After a long time, the corners of her mouth slowly opened, and a smile overflowed from the corner of her lips, "ha ha ha ha ha..." The laughter from small to large, gradually into a laugh, laughter with tears, as if a little in the cleaning of their own filth.

Song Ye quietly walked forward, took her head to his arms, and gave her a trace of warmth.

She knows that after this death, Yunhua will become stronger.

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