Chapter 82

After a few moves, Chi'an then said: "so, Han Qingyin, I want you to remember clearly, don't try to control me, I can help you go to heaven and send you to hell! Do you understand? "

Han Qingyin's body is too stiff to move. Chi'an's ruthless words hit her face like cold hailstones, and her cheeks burn like pain.

After listening to what he said, his head was a little bit out of control.

Chi an's satisfied smile was as simple as a flash in the pan. It seemed that he was not the one who just turned his face mercilessly. He lifted his delicate chin slightly to Han Qingyin. "Since it can't be moved up, let's go down here. Hurry up, I'm in a hurry."

That posture, that look, how to look like in dominate the stage of the actor, to complete a satisfactory performance.

Su Kui saw everything through the gap in the cupboard and almost smiled.

It's not described in the original plot that Chi'an didn't give the heroine such a face. Is it her exotic butterfly that has skewed the original track?

Then she doesn't mind making it more crooked!

The lips are cocked up. Su Kui smiles like a cat.

Cold not ding a sharp line of sight across, like across a thick storage cabinet clearly see her.

Take the corner of the mouth, Su Kui quietly smoothed the corner of the lips.

Dark scold: freak!

Chi'an seems to move his neck, turn his head, and turn back at will. He looks back at the bloody scene.

No one found that the young's cool eyes were tinged with a thin smile, such as throwing a stone in the cold and calm river, which made waves.

Pale lights, stiff gray bodies, cold instruments, blood stained operating table.

Han Qingyin finally moved the body up. She did not know when she had put on a white gown similar to a doctor's robe, with a long hem that hung down to her ankles, which well protected the school uniform from being polluted.

She was carrying an axe which was not suitable for her small and lovely shape. The blade was very sharp. The clothes on the operating table had been stripped by her. At this time, she was lying on the operating table with her naked body on her back.

One of the girl's legs has disappeared. The blade of the knife is cut off from the root of her leg neatly. The body has died for a long time, and it has been frozen for so long in the refrigerator of dozens of degrees below zero. Most of the blood has coagulated.

Only when Han Qingyin wields an axe roughly to cut off, will the blood be driven to dye the body red and white.

Chi'an didn't want to see it again after only a few eyes. The girl's big eyes, which occupied half of her face, were full of blood and hatred. She held the axe in her hands and cut it mechanically.

Blood, foam, horizontal, flying!

There's no sense of beauty. He said coldly, "enough, solve it as soon as possible. I'm not in the mood for a pile of chopped meat. Please use your mind before next operation. You get a useless toy to come back, just to chop it up and vent your anger? I can't remember how many times you have failed. If there's another time, I have to seriously consider whether you still have the value of being helped! "

His words successfully awakened some of Han Qingyin, who was bewildered, uneasily wiped a spatter of blood on her face, forgetting that her hands were also thick, and her lovely face suddenly became ferocious.

She opened her mouth and knew that the teenager was just boring to help her. She saw that there was no human shape on the operating table. She took a deep breath and said firmly to the teenager, "I'm sorry, I lost my temper, but I have a new goal, and this toy will be perfect!"

Chee'an raised her eyebrows and said, "Oh? Who is it? "

Han Qingyin smiles confidently, youyou spits out his name, "wood love."