Chapter 321

Honglian didn't say a word in the whole process. Her lips were tight all the time, and she didn't want to look at the man in front of her. Her eyes were as silent as a pool of stagnant water. Her brother, paranoid and crazy, had a strong desire to control her.

"I'll see if she's going to drag it out in three days."

People around dare not say a word, know that this person is afraid to be mad, can only try to reduce their sense of existence.

Fu Ding has been worried about song Honglian's situation in September.

"How did you know her?"

Song September's eyebrows wrinkled, she was a little confused about Honglian, why to take such a big risk to help herself.

"Do you remember the last time you had a lot of money? She and I were sold there together, and then you came. I thought that she could leave there safely by herself I don't know why. When I met her for the first time, I didn't think she was that simple. "

Fu Yan's mouth turned and rubbed her head. She sighed. Of course, it's not so simple. I'm afraid song September doesn't know how lucky she is to escape from that person.

So far, at least, he has not heard of anyone who can live after Honglian's attack. Song September is the only one.

"Stay away from her. Song September, she is not as simple as you think. Have you ever heard of the king of killers? Her life is a thrilling movie for you. You can't imagine it. "

King of killers

What's the name of cow?

Song Jiuyue is a bit tongue smacking. She thinks that Honglian is a little killer at most. After all, in front of her, except for the time when she held her chin with a gun, that person was still very gentle, just a little evil.

"The top of the list of killers is not so easy to provoke. What you see is a drop in the bucket. Maybe she will help you now and deal with you later."

Fu Jin's voice was light.

Song September's heart is a jump, she remembers that she was still wantonly molesting Honglian, now think about it, scared out of a cold sweat, see that she is really a dog's luck.

The back is a little cool, so I buried the whole person in Fu Yan's arms, and I'm glad I'm still alive.

"Now you know how to be afraid?"

Fu Yan picked her eyebrows and saw the man's reaction. She felt very cute and stroked her back with her big hand.

"She can't help you for no reason. Think carefully about whether you and she ever had any intersection. Honglian's temperament is uncertain. When she is indifferent, anyone can kill her. She is irritable and has no difference with a mad lion. "

Song Jiuyue found that what Fu Jin said was really right. Honglian was sometimes cold and sometimes irritable, just like her split personality.

But

How could she smell a bloody smell in her nose? When she looked down, she found that Fu Yan's leg was injured. Just now, she had been standing behind this man, but she didn't notice.

"What happened to your leg?"

Song Jiuyue quickly climbed down from him and found that the other side just wrapped up the wound with a piece of cloth, frowning unhappily.

"It's OK. Just go back and deal with it. Song September, come and give me a hug."

Song Jiuyue didn't dare to sit on his lap again. He could only hold his waist next to his body.

"Fu Jin, if my existence makes you hurt all the time, I hope you have never met me..."

When Fu frowned, he was afraid of touching her head.

"Song September, what are you talking about?"

Song Jiuyue straightened up slowly. Didn't she say that she would bet that the injury on Fu Yan's leg must be related to her. Thinking about how many times he had been injured with this man.

In the past, Fu Qian was superior. How could anyone hurt him.

"Song September, I will reflect on myself."

After this incident, Fu Jin had a little understanding. When he met song September, he was too easy to mess up, so he often gave the enemy a chance.

"I thought you were song Jiuyue, who used to cry all the time. He must be so scared that he wanted to find you soon. Song September, I forget that you are growing up slowly. I believe that one day, you will come to save me. "

Song Jiuyue wanted to spit on this man's face. How could he save people? Couldn't he be more harmonious? She didn't want anything to happen to them.

When she got home, she immediately found a medicine box to bandage Fu Jin. Seeing the deep visible bone wound on the other side's leg, she shook her hand. Thanks to him, he had endured so long. If she hadn't smelled the bloody smell, this person's expression would not have been abnormal.

After carefully bandaging, I tied a bow. Thinking of the little black's tail, I turned my mouth.

Xiao Hei has been taken by Mo to take a bath. His paws are covered with blood. He must be despised by his boss. He can only enter the house if he washes white.

Song Jiuyue sees Xiao Hei come in, and suddenly finds that she has been assimilated by Fu Jin. She used to want a cute pet like that puppet cat, but now she wants a Xiao Hei very much. When the enemy comes, it's enough to let Xiao Hei go.His eyes were soft. He touched Xiao Hei's head and Fu Yan's, and his face was always smiling.

Fu Jin disgusted to put her hand down, imprison people in his side, kick to small black, small black flexible flash, sat down on the opposite sofa, looking at Fu Jin's eyes some provocation.

Fu Jin's face turned black.

Aunt Qiu has already brought out the meal. Seeing the happy people, she looks a little relieved. If only she could go on like this all the time.

After dinner, song Jiuyue wants to make a phone call to Honglian, but finds that he doesn't have her contact information at all, so he can only put down his mobile phone depressed.

Honglian is not feeling well now. She has been tormented all afternoon. The dark and humid room, the sound of running water and the stench of rotten corpses are mixed in this place.

Her head was crisscrossed, and there was no other place on her body except for a piece of meat on her face.

Her whole body was tied to the electric chair. As long as she moved, the switch of the electric chair would start, and her internal organs would move. It was very painful.

"Honglian, do you know it's wrong?"

This is the 238th time to ask this question today. The executioner can't bear to say that this is a living woman, or such a beautiful and coquettish woman. How can she be so stubborn.

With a sigh, the man said that if she refused to admit her mistake, she would electrify until she was obedient. The whip in her hand still had blood, drawing a beautiful bloodstain on the ground.

"What's wrong with me?"

Red lotus's voice is very light, the corners of the mouth slightly hook of say such a words, the vision glimpses the man not far away, the sarcasm on the face is deeper.