Leng Aojun is three and a half years younger

"Heh, you don't know me? Do you really think I'm blind?" Wei Zongqi sneered, but in the next second he became stern: "Shut up, don't talk."

Han Xueqing's mouth was covered in the next second, and the whole body was dragged backward by this man.

This alley was already deep and dark, and she was far away, and she even felt that she was being pulled into the darkness.

Frightened eyes flashed in her eyes, her feet were grinding on the ground, but the man still dragged her back cruelly, and the fingernails grabbing her neck even dug into her flesh, staining it red.

"Bang!" There was a loud noise.

The back door of the bar was slammed open from the inside, Han Xueqing's eyes flashed with desire, she opened her mouth to scream, but the man pinched her jaw tightly, and she couldn't make any sound. Far.

The next second she heard a familiar voice, with a touch of anger, "Look for it, Xueqing should be nearby."

"Tan Shitou!" Han Xueqing screamed silently, her eyes were wide open, and her eyes were full of horror. She struggled desperately, but the next second she felt a pain in her throat. It was the man who did not hesitate to pinch his nails in In her skin and flesh, she couldn't even make a sound because she was covered by chasing.

"Don't challenge my patience, be careful that the blade will enter your skin in a second." Wei Zongqi's voice flashed a hint of hostility, and Han Xueqing trembled.

But listening to Tan Ke's voice getting farther and farther away, it seemed that she was looking in the wrong direction, the hope in her heart was getting smaller and smaller, and the fear was getting bigger and bigger.

At this moment, she didn't know where the courage came from, she bit down on his palm, and then took advantage of the second when the man was in a daze, and rushed out.

She wanted to run, and shouted with all her strength: "Tan Shishi!"

"Oh!" She cried out in pain in the next second, a scream came out of her mouth, and the pain in her back seemed to peel her whole body apart.

Wei Zongqi actually stabbed the dagger directly into her shoulder and kept pulling it down.

"Ahhh...it hurts..." Han Xueqing screamed, her face was already pale, and there was a lot of blood on her body, which could not be exhausted.

This combination of pain and fear made her feel like she was in a daze.

Because Wei Zongqi leaned over and said in her ear: "Do you want your man to see with his own eyes the feeling of your tragic death by my knife?"

"Woman, you are so stupid."

"Do you know it hurts now? I'll make you hurt even more. Scream, you won't be able to scream until later." Wei Zongqi laughed crazily, and in the next second he pushed hard, and with a puff, Han Xueqing's back was directly crushed. A wound about five centimeters long was drawn, which was so deep that it touched her bones.

This kind of pain is like falling into hell, but her consciousness is always awake, so she really feels all the pain, life is worse than death.

The smell of blood in the alley was getting stronger and stronger, and there seemed to be footsteps approaching all around, but Wei Zongqi withdrew the knife abruptly, regardless of whether she would die because of the bloodshed.

Wei Zongqi actually stretched out his hand and dragged her out of the alley. In order to reduce his burden, he ignored Han Xueqing's screams of pain during the whole process. It was just the strange joy of Han Xueqing's body rubbing against the floor, and in his eyes A color of madness.

There seemed to be a voice behind him, and the figures of Tan Ke and others suddenly appeared at the entrance of the alley.

Tan Ke's eyes turned red when he saw the blood on the ground and Han Xueqing's painful screams beside his ears.