Ling Guangzhu's body, probably only neck above is no scar, on the chain bone are cigarette end burn marks, and see time is not short.
Zhang Xingyun began to fidgety after seeing Ling Guangzhu say two words. Her eyes also kept looking around her. Her eyes twinkled, took out a cigarette, lit it and handed it over.
Lingguangzhu also impolitely took a deep puff, and even swallowed the cigarette without vomiting.
"You are only twenty-five or six years old. You haven't experienced anything yet. Now I have no hope. Even if someone wants to kill me, I won't hesitate. I don't even want to die. Is there any salvation..."
after that, Ling Guangzhu had a bitter smile.
This bitter smile is full of self mocking despair!
Hearing Ling Guangzhu's words, Zhang Xingyun didn't say anything, but she took off her clothes directly. Zhang Xingyun is the kind of thin and fleshy figure.
But what attracted the body was not the eight abdominal muscles, but the crisscross wounds.
Although the wounds on his body are not as many as those of Ling Guangzhu, each one is more terrible than that of Ling Guangzhu. At most, Ling Guangzhu's body is only skin trauma, but Zhang Xingyun's wound is fatal. Even though he has recovered, he can still see how miserable it was before!
All of these wounds were left in the previous battles, and of course there are reasons for that.
Zhang Xingyun's strength is very good. In addition, his brain is very good. Therefore, once he is injured in the battle, it shows that the task is arduous and difficult to complete.
Of course, once the task becomes more difficult, it also means that Zhang Xingyun must have his comrades in arms die. Even if these scars can be cured, Zhang Xingyun still lets them flow down.
Often, seeing these scars, Zhang Xingyun can know their existence.
Maybe there is no evidence of their existence except for the wounds that ordinary people can't see, but Zhang Xingyun clearly remembers them and keeps them in his heart.
Ling Guangzhu was originally smoking, but when she saw Zhang Xingyun's wound, she was suddenly shocked, even the ash on her hand fell on her body.
She thought Zhang Xingyun was just a young man in her twenties. She had eaten more salt than he had walked. Could such a person come to save himself?
But when she clearly saw the scar on her body, these words were completely speechless.
Because she can see clearly that behind those ferocious wounds is the crisis of life and death.
After let her see clearly, Zhang Xingyun put on her clothes again. It seems that she is still the cynic before, and there is no calm when she takes off her clothes.
Ling Guangzhu dressed in Zhang Xingyun, also slowly put his clothes in order, looking at Zhang Xingyun's eyes a little strange, this suddenly appeared in his own home man, let her a little uneasy.
"Who are you and what do you want to do?"
Zhang Xingyun did a series of things after she came, so she was very alert to Zhang Xingyun.
Zhang Xingyun sighed a little. She looked up and said, "in fact, I should call you sister-in-law."
"Sister in law?" Ling's sister has never known such a number of children, but she has never been such a strange family.
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