Obviously it was the manager of the dessert shop who made the first move

"You guys are really lucky, but the good luck ends here." The man with the scar held the long knife, the fierce light in his eyes was as sharp as a sharp edge, and he threw himself out completely.

Two people who are unarmed, how can they escape from him who is holding a long knife?
Lin Weiwei clenched his hands vigilantly and pursed his lips nervously. The other party's advantage was too obvious: "Aren't you disappointed that the bomb didn't explode? Even if you have a sharp weapon in your hand, as long as I seize the slightest chance, you will still lie on the ground." on the ground."

She glared at the man with the scar angrily, trying to draw attention to herself with provocative words.

"For the sake of Professor Lin saving my life, I will deal with you in the end and let you go easily." There was a trace of regret in the eyes of the man with the scar, and a gentle man stretched out to himself in his mind. The sun was so warm at that time.

He ran back with the money that Professor Lin gave him, only to see his wife and children lying on the ground, completely changed, with their limbs in weird shapes.

"The kind-hearted Professor Lin has disappeared. Although we have lost our loved ones, you will not understand my hatred." He sighed regretfully. It is the Ji family's fault that he has ended up in this situation. as.

Lin Weiwei was slightly distracted, no wonder the man with the scar knew his father, and scolded: "He would never have thought of saving a criminal!"

"That's different. At that time, I didn't want to kill anyone!" The man with the scar rose violently, and rushed forward with the knife in his hand, full of murderous intent.

Ji Mingyou's deep eyes were like black holes that could not be seen to the end, and he dodged to avoid it: "We never wanted to cause such a tragedy. During that time, have you ever seen the chairman appear in front of the public?"

"You mean that old man? He didn't show up, he didn't even see me!" The scarred man's movements became more and more crazy, and he tried his best to rush into the Ji's building, but he was still thrown out.

His eyes were red, and he slashed Ji Mingyou's body with a knife, his clothes were torn, and blood poured out immediately.

"Ji Mingyou! He was just a child at that time and didn't understand anything. Your revenge is to use his guilt to vent your inner hatred." Lin Weiwei's eyes widened, and he touched the blood on his face with his fingers. He rushed over with his eyes.

"Don't come here!" Ji Mingyou stopped her, put his hands on the wound, his eyes were indifferent, "Sooner or later, it will be over. At that time, the Ji family was besieged on all sides, and grandpa was always sick in bed. It's not that he didn't want to take care of it, but he couldn't know your situation. .”

"You are not the only one who has lost a loved one. If you know, the Ji family can't sit idly by!"

He was very embarrassed after being injured, but he still stood like a green pine, calmly meeting the questioning eyes of the man with the scar.

No one's heart grows out of flesh. After losing her parents, Ji Weixin secretly wiped her tears all day long, so Ji Mingyou took her to the playground to relax.

But the world is unpredictable, and no one wants to accept it.

The man with the scar kept shaking his head and pointing at the knife. The foundation of his faith over the years was shattered by a few words, and he hissed, "You're lying! You're just making excuses for the Ji family. Let me let him go!"

Lin Weiwei frowned, and his heart was pulled hard. When he was in a daze, he was abducted by the man with the scar: "Are you still obsessed with obsession? Ji Mingyou obviously gave you a way, but he didn't do anything."

She looked down and saw the back of the knife facing her neck, and sighed softly, the man with the scar still couldn't let go of the hatred he had held for many years.

"If you want to find a reason to live, then continue to hate me, but you must never touch Lin Weiwei!" Ji Mingyou narrowed his eyes, unable to hide the ruthlessness in it, as if he had pressed the hard-to-touch button in his heart Like a switch, he quickly dodges forward.

There was a domineering aura on his body, and when the blade swung towards him, he punched Lin Weiwei nine out of the danger zone, and moved his wrist: "Let you find some memory first."

"You brat!" The scarred man's mask shattered, and he hurriedly covered his face with his hands, with a flustered look, and a guilty conscience flashed across his eyes.

He snorted angrily, but he didn't see any action, as if there was a sharp claw scratching his heart, he has lived for so many years because of this hatred.

Now, he gritted his teeth and persisted until he picked up a sharp knife. He dared not accept the truth: "I won't believe it."

"Let's listen to your heart, otherwise, you will be no different from those who hurt you before!" Lin Weiwei's eyes were bright, and his words soaked into people's hearts like warm water, making people no longer resist.

The long knife was thrown in the middle, and the light was scattered, shining brightly.

The light in the scarred man's eyes lost its light, and he lowered his head as if his energy was exhausted.

"Hurry up! Grab the prisoner in front!" Tang Yun, who was hiding behind the penguin doll, walked out, led a group of people to rush over, and quickly pressed the man with the scar on the ground, "I know you have other thoughts, absolutely I won’t give you the chance to pick up a knife and hurt someone again.”

"Mr. Ji, we are late!" A row of bodyguards shouted aggressively.

Ji Mingyou nodded and frowned, not wanting to let them be exposed at this time, and there are two other people missing: "Help them up first."

"I didn't want to take the knife, so I just looked down. You guys are making a lot of fuss." The man with the scar spat, with grass and sawdust sticking to his face, and shouted angrily.

Tang Yun laughed twice, touched the tip of his nose, who made him a dangerous person?

"Where did the other two go? I saw it with my own eyes. The Ji family has never owed them anything." Ji Mingyou's eyes sank, and he couldn't tolerate the sand in his eyes. Naturally, he wanted to catch the mouse hiding in the playground, but he wasn't interested. Play peek-a-boo again.

The man with the scar hesitated for a while, and the glint in his eyes flickered: "This is not necessarily true, we are just a cooperative relationship, I will not interfere in their affairs, and I will not talk too much."

After speaking, he insisted on his principles, and remained silent even after being questioned.

Ji Mingyou's face was stern, and the anger exuded made the bodyguards attack harder. Seeing the scarred man with a bruised nose and swollen face, he still kept his mouth shut, and raised his hand: "Forget it, you take someone to search, and you must find him."

After the bodyguards took the order, they dispersed in a well-trained manner.

"Your arm! Let's bandage it first. Fortunately, the wound is not deep, so don't ignore it." Seeing the person walking away, Lin Weiwei glanced at Ji Mingyou's arm. Blood flowed from his fingers, and he hurriedly pulled the person away.

Seeing the sound of the two leaving, Tang Yun, who was relieved, patted his forehead: "I forgot to talk about something again, the two of them ran too fast."

"Okay, the conditions are limited, so I can only help you with a simple treatment first." Lin Weiwei tied a bow after carefully wrapping it up, and heaved a sigh of relief.

Ji Mingyou's eyes were filled with tenderness that touched people's hearts. Seeing her brows stretched, he stretched out his hand to caress Lin Weiwei's small face: "Scared you, I was the one who made you tired, and I spared all the time, wanting to stay by your side Guarding but still being exploited.”

"What are you talking about? I still want to find the other two people who kidnapped me. When I find them out, I will definitely give them some color." Lin Weiwei blushed, and was instantly killed by his gentle gaze. He raised his fist, It looks like a big job.