Chapter 110

Qu Feitai felt wrong, from high-rise buildings to low factories.

It's more than ten o'clock. I wish Mingjing doesn't sleep in the middle of the night. What's running to the suburbs?

Finally stopped in front of a deserted warehouse in the suburbs.

Qu Feitai didn't follow up and stopped by the side of the road.

When the door opened, he saw Zhu Mingjing come down. His white skirt stood out in the dark night.

The driver had to follow in. I didn't know what she said to the driver. The driver stayed where he was.

Then he walked in alone.

Qu Feitai frowned and felt something was wrong.

He got out of the car and went around the farm to the back of the warehouse.

There are some firewood stacks piled here. There are several skylights on it. The glass is broken, and only the old windows are left.

Qu Feitai made a quick decision to climb up the firewood stack. The height of this warehouse is generally three meters upward. The firewood stack is only more than half a meter high, and there is still a distance from the highest place.

Qu Feitai bounced up and successfully grabbed window Jiu. He usually loves exercise and his arm strength and jumping force are amazing, which makes him climb up easily.

Qu Feitai took a look in the window nine. The warehouse was very large, and the lights gathered in the East, while his West was blocked by several shelves, so he could not see the East and the people in the East could not see him.

The flying platform went in through the window and rolled on the ground.

Then he heard a woman's sharp voice: "mirror... Mirror, help me."

Qu Feitai frowned deeper.

kidnap?

The kidnapped person was none other than Zhu Xiangxiang.

At the moment, Zhu Xiangxiang was tied up and hung in mid air. Seeing the mirror coming in, she immediately opened her mouth and called for help.

Zhu Xiangxiang regretted at the moment. Zhou Ling was a bitch and lied to her.

At this time, Zhou Ling came out of the darkness. She slapped her hands. "Zhu Mingjing, I didn't expect you to really come. Should I say you are too naive or too confident?"

Behind her, followed by two big men with foreign faces, their muscles turned out and their eyes were cold. At a glance, they were practicing their family.

Mingjing was not afraid at all and looked at Zhou Ling quietly.

Zhou Ling frowned. Why did she still keep her face at this time.

"Zhou Ling, I shouldn't call you rose. This is your code name in CS, right?"

With the girl's voice falling to the ground, Zhou Ling's face changed. "Did you find it? It seems that I've always underestimated you."

"People always pay for their stupidity." The girl sighed softly, and her tone seemed compassionate.

Zhou Ling sneered: "as long as you step here today, no matter what you think, it's useless. Don't you like to fight for fame? Today I'll make you a murderer despised by the whole Jiangzhou."

Zhu Xiangxiang, who was hanging, reacted at this time. She looked at Zhou Ling incredulously, "you bitch, I'll fight with you."

He kicked his legs and swayed around in mid air.

Zhou Ling and Mingjing didn't look at her.

"Nietzsche said that if you fight with a dragon for too long, you will become a dragon. If you stare at the abyss for too long, the abyss will stare back."

The girl stood in the light and shadow, wearing a white dress, pure and dazzling, behind which was a dark and deep night, like the giant mouth of the devil.

The ethereal and clear voice echoed in the open warehouse for a long time, as if it came from the judgment of fate, which made people's soul tremble.

In the dark, the whole person was stunned by the qufeitai moving quietly in this direction.

The voice echoed in his ears for a long time. After a long time, he clearly remembered the night, the girl's distant voice and the heartbeat close at hand.

"Zhu Mingjing, do you think showing off your mouth can let me let you go? I'm not one of those rich ladies who are fooled by you in a few words. Save your saliva and argue with the judge in court."

"You've ruined everything for me, and I'll give you a taste of infamous street mice." The words fell and waved. A man behind him walked over and cut the rope. Zhu Xiangxiang fell to the ground with a scream of pain.

Zhou Ling stretched out her hand and handed over a dagger. Wearing a pair of leather gloves, she played with the dagger, walked over, stepped on Zhu Xiangxiang's face with high heels, smiled and looked at the mirror.

"The fake daughter of Zhu's family scratched her face because she was jealous of the real daughter. The real daughter accidentally killed the fake daughter under her anger. How about this headline? Isn't it very eye-catching?"

The mirror looked at it quietly, with no sadness or joy. There was only compassion in his eyes, nothing else.

Zhou Ling hated her most. He put the dagger into Zhu Xiangxiang's hand and ordered: "scratch her face. I see if she can be so calm at that time."

Zhu Xiangxiang shook his head desperately and threw the dagger out.

She is wrong. She shouldn't seek skin from the tiger. If she draws a mirror face, she will die next.

Zhou Ling pulled her hair, forced her to raise her head and sneered, "what are you pretending to be? How kind do you think you are, who can poison even your adoptive mother?"

Zhu Xiangxiang's pupils contracted. She shook her head desperately: "stop talking, I beg you to stop talking."

Zhou Ling looked at the mirror and pulled a strange arc from the corner of his mouth: "maybe soon, you will do a funeral for your dear mother. It's your good sister who put the poison himself. If you don't believe it, ask her."

Zhu Xiangxiang burst into tears and shouted hoarsely, "I didn't mean it. You forced me. You forced me. Mingjing, don't believe her."

The mirror still looked at it quietly, and didn't even frown.

"Have you had enough?"

Zhou Ling was stunned. She looked at the mirror carefully and suddenly thought of something. She couldn't put the channel: "you knew it long ago?"

"Poison in front of me and teach others how to axe." The girl's light tone makes people smell a trace of disdain.

Zhou Ling murmured, "how could... Then Lin Qing..."

"The poison in her body has already been cleaned by me. Only a stupid head like you can think of this indiscriminate means."

Zhou Ling breathed.

Zhu Xiangxiang was also shocked. She looked at the mirror inconceivably, with tears in her eyes, regretting and hating.

So for so long, she's like a clown.

What else did she argue with Mingjing and rob? She lost completely from the beginning.

Zhou Ling clenched his teeth, put the dagger back into Zhu Xiangxiang's hand and warned, "do you hear me? Our plan has been exposed. Do you think you can still go back to Zhu's house? Will Lin Qing recognize you? Only by killing her, no one will know about it. You are still the only young lady in Zhu's house."

Zhou Ling changed her mind. She didn't want Mingjing to be discredited. She wanted her to die.

The girl is too terrible to give her a chance to turn over.

Only the dead are the most obedient.

Zhou Ling's voice had the smell of bewitchment. However, Zhu Xiangxiang didn't listen to her this time. She stabbed Zhou Ling with a knife, "go to hell, bitch."

Zhou Ling easily grabbed her wrist and sneered, "toast and don't drink."

With a slight break, Zhu Xiangxiang's face turned white and screamed, and the dagger fell to the ground.

Zhou Ling slapped her and threw her out, "useless things."

Zhu Xiangxiang rolled around, knocked his head to the shelf and fainted.

The mirror finally frowned.

Zhou Ling seemed to find something strange. She said in surprise, "you care about her life and death?"

The mirror said in a quiet tone: "human life is neither high nor low."

"Miss Zhu, Master Zhu, I really admire you. Say you are ruthless. You seem to be really compassionate, but your appearance really makes me sick. If you really pity all sentient beings, why don't you let me go?"

"Human life does not distinguish between high and low, but between good and evil."

Zhou Ling took the dagger and walked towards her step by step, sneering: "good and evil? I'll show you what evil is."

The girl stood in the shadow of the lamp, her face was calm and picked flowers with one hand.

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha."

In the dark, the thin figure exudes a faint golden light.

That beautiful face is like the purest flower growing in the Dragon Valley, fearless of all evil in the world.

"I'll go to your Buddha." Zhou lingcui said and raised the butcher's knife.

The girl looked carefree and fearless, staring at each other quietly.

The girl's clean and transparent eyes are like a mirror. She sees her own shadow.

Ugly, dirty and unbearable.

Zhou Ling suddenly thought of what she had just said.

When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss will stare back.