Public Enemy: Kiss Goodbye, Mrs. Lu

He let go, stared at Ye Lisheng's exquisite facial features without blood, and said to himself, "You are so disrespectful, you have made yourself so dirty, what should you do?"

"What do you want me to do?"

As he spoke, he held Ye Lisheng's cheek again, pressed him down, face to face, and frantically said: "I have a solution, I decided to punish you, punish you for staying by my side forever."

"Also, I'm going to wash you up, just wash it up and hide it, so that no one else will find out."

He seemed to be very satisfied with his method, and laughed bitterly: "From now on, you will be mine alone."

The man was gentle and compassionate for a while, and threatening for a while, and his expression kept changing.

Crazy was written in his narrow eyes, and Ye Lisheng's warm breath mixed with bad breath sprayed on Ye Lisheng's face, she couldn't help but want to turn her head.

But the man held her head firmly, and said sharply, "Look at me! I want you to look at me!"

During the movement, the wound on the back of the head seemed to open again, and wet blood spread down the steel bed.

The man's eyes were bloodthirsty red, and he said madly: "Look, you are so disobedient when you are injured, you should stay by my side obediently, and you shouldn't go out to show your face!"

"Your beauty can only be appreciated by me!"

"Oh, by the way, you don't know my name yet, do you? Remember, my name is Chen Ping!"

"A mediocre 'ping', but I love you to the point of madness. In order to get you, I am willing to do whatever it takes!"

There was fanaticism in Chen Ping's eyes, but it was more of a pathological madness.

Ye Lisheng's heart sank to the bottom, and the emotion called fear kept crushing her nerves and spread in her heart.

She took a breath and said as calmly as possible: "Chen Ping, right? I remember, are you my fan too?"

Chen Ping laughed out loud when he heard the words: "Fans? It's not an exaggeration to say that, but I hate this common name, I want you to call me by my name!"

He shook Ye Lisheng's head wildly, and shouted: "Call my name, do you hear me?"

Ye Lisheng had only heard about some perverted fan incidents from other people, but she never imagined that she would encounter such a thing one day.

The man is split, psychotic, and psychotic.

Ye Lisheng could only try his best not to offend him, save his energy, and take less pain to delay the time.

Her head was shaking slightly dizzy, she said softly: "Chen Ping, I'm dizzy, Chen Ping?"

When Chen Ping heard her words, he stopped suddenly, and his expression changed to tenderness and pity again: "What's the matter? What's the matter with you?"

Chen Ping looked at the traces of blood stained on his hands, and immediately began to rummage through her hair. When he saw the wound on the back of her head, he said distressedly: "Does it hurt?"

Ye Lisheng saw that his mood had improved, so he smiled at him: "Fortunately..."

Chen Ping also smiled back at her, happily like a child: "Xiao Sheng looks so pretty when she smiles..."

"But why did you run?" Chen Ping's face suddenly changed, and he said fiercely: "If you didn't run, there wouldn't be such a big hole in your head, and there wouldn't be a scar!"

"With this scar, you won't be perfect!"

"As dirty as you get, I can't resist cleaning it up!"

Ye Lisheng's heart trembled when he was yelled at by the man. In a blink of an eye, he had already opened the door of the warehouse and went out, and then came back with a big handful of snow.

Ye Lisheng's expression changed, his face turned pale, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

Chen Ping approached her with a smile, grabbed her hair, and pressed down the snow in his hand directly according to the wound.

"what--"

Because of the unbearable pain, Ye Lisheng couldn't help letting out a scream, which echoed in the abandoned and dark factory and lingered.

A few bats seemed to be frightened, fluttering around, and the dust rustled under the light of the flashlight hanging above their heads.

And Chen Ping rubbed Ye Lisheng's wound with snow like crazy, and said in his mouth: "I want to wash your blood and clean the wound, so that it won't get in the way when the meeting starts."

Ye Lisheng's pupils constricted, the pain caused his delicate facial features to squeeze together, and he said hoarsely, "Say, what are you going to do later?"

Chen Ping watched the ice-cold Baixue slowly melt with the warm blood, and soon turned into blood dripping down the steel bed Ye Lisheng was lying on.

The violence in his eyes was clear at a glance, and he said in confusion: "I want to wash you clean, drain the dirty blood from your body, then pour mercury into it, and make you into a specimen for collection..."

"In this way, you can only belong to me alone!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The ear-piercing shrill laughter almost pierced through the eardrums, echoing in the dark night, penetrating to the extreme.

The panic in Ye Lisheng's eyes could hardly be suppressed, she curled her fingers tightly, and there was a tremor in her voice: "Are you... are you going to kill me?"

She is not afraid of death, but she cannot die now.

She still wants to live, and she still wants to save Ah Yu.

We must find a way to delay it for a while!

Ye Lisheng swallowed, and continued: "Chen Ping, you said you like me, then tell me, when did you know me?"

The light in Chen Ping's triangular eyes began to change again. Seeing Ye Lisheng was obviously scared but still insisted on chatting with him, a cruel smile appeared on his chapped lips.

He directly pointed out Ye Lisheng's intention, clasped her chin with his bloodstained hand, and said in a drawn-out tone, "Honey, do you want to delay?"

Ye Lisheng maintained a smile, and his tone was calm and shallow: "I just think it's rare to meet a fan who likes me so much, and I just want to chat."

Chen Ping smiled sadly: "Chat? No problem..."

Ye Lisheng wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but when he saw Chen Ping's smile and movements, the corners of his lips stiffened instantly.

Chen Ping turned around, and picked up a scalpel from the discarded shelf full of various surgical tools that had been cleaned up.

Against the cold light of the knife, his eyes exuded a faint luster: "Honey, let's start talking."

The fear in Ye Lisheng's heart could no longer be suppressed, and it appeared in her eyes. She watched Chen Ping approaching step by step with a knife in hand, and subconsciously wanted to get up.

However, the metal rings that bound her hands and feet were connected to the bed board, and no matter how hard she tried, she still couldn't move. On the contrary, the delicate skin on her wrists and ankles was worn out with bloodstains.

Chen Ping admired Ye Lisheng's posture, picked up the knife and stuck it on her smooth and fair forehead, and smiled fiercely: "Honey, you have to be obedient, let's drain the dirty blood in your body little by little. , and then pour mercury from the top of your head, so that I can have you completely."

"Tell me, is this a good idea?"