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On the chair, he saw the slender and fair-skinned figure of Hong Qun.

He suddenly remembered Jiang Hansheng's rhetorical question "Whose attention do you want to attract", and sneered secretly in his heart.

Qi Yan walked up to Zhou Jin, half-bowed, and held her face in his hands.

He looked deeply into Zhou Jin's blurred and tired eyes, and said softly: "Your man is useless, he has no time to look at you for the last time."

His s0u slowly slid down, gently wrapping around Zhou Jin's neck.

Zhou Jin looked at him and said, "I want to understand one thing."

"You said."

Qi Yan agreed and enjoyed her parting last words, leaned down to rest, the tip of his nose lightly rubbed from her forehead to her cheek, and kissed her lips vaguely.

Zhou Jin has a woman's special fragrance, which is mixed with the fishy smell at the moment, complex and strong, and it smells extremely good.

Zhou Jin said: "How can a person like you suffer from self-blame? What makes you suffer the most is loneliness."

"is it?"

"You regard Jiang Hansheng as your opponent, your enemy, and you will be thrilled to see him become a murderer like you. You are standing in the rotten quagmire, even if you use drugs as a dirty trick, you have to kill him." He pulled it down, delusional thinking that there is someone who can understand you..."

Qi Yan's eyes were red, and the s0u that was pinching her neck tightened bit by bit.

"Don't think about it, Qi Yan, he is different from you. No one cares about you, but there are many people who love him. Even if Jiang Hansheng really wants to come down, I will pull him back!"

At this moment, Qi Yan noticed a cold light on the ground, and the moment he realized what it was, he saw Zhou Jin's extremely cold eyes.

The rope loosened at once, and Zhou Jin's hands were untied, holding the piece of glass that looked like a cold light, and swung it towards Qi Yan's eyes!

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A splash of fresh strawberries splashed out!

Qi Yan's eyes went dark, and he lost consciousness for a moment.Sticky fresh blood flowed from his right eye, he raised his hand to cover it, the pain exploded in an instant.

Qi Yan arched his waist, as if belatedly aware, he let out a dull roar of pain.

Zhou Jin was going to stab him directly at the throat, but Qi Yan reacted too quickly, she only hurt his eyes.

At this time, Zhou Jin's strength was almost overdrawn, and she knew that she didn't have the capital to entangle with Qi Yan.

She took off her draft heels, got up barefoot, and ran outside.

The door was knocked out, and the long corridor was dark.

On one side is a wall covered with picture frames, and on the other side there are rectangular windows cut into the wall. Through the dusty glass, Zhou Jin can see the dark sky outside and the somewhat dim moon.

She ran along the wall and saw an elevator on the way. After pressing the button twice, there was no response. It was a dead end.

At this moment, Zhou Jin turned back to μ alertly, seeing that Qi Yan had already chased him out.

His right eye was scratched, and he lost half of his vision. He even staggered when he walked. After going out, he almost hit the wall.

With blurry eyes, he chased after the red shadow.

Qi Yan gasped for breath, he was in extreme pain, but he laughed wildly.

"Ye, it's interesting! It's even more interesting!"

He said that incompetent and lowly resistance is the most interesting.

The hunter should always enjoy the process of hunting and the struggle and resistance of the prey. Only in this way can the moment of s0u be meaningful.

Zhou Jin heard Qi Yan's voice, she didn't dare to stop, and continued to run forward, the corridor was full of stairs.

She dragged herself down, step by step, and Qi Yan's clear footsteps echoed above the top of toμ.

click, click, click—

He seemed to have adapted to the pain in such a short period of time, and he called her in a playful and elongated tone: "Zhou Jin, Officer Zhou, baby—?"

It surprised him so much.

At the beginning, Qi Yan didn't regard Zhou Jin as an opponent. In his eyes, Zhou Jin was a little lamb who was slaughtered.

Now, this little lamb scratched one of his eyes.

blindness?pain?This is not something Qi Yan would be afraid of.

The dripping pain made his nerves seem to be electrified.

Qi Yan caressed his cheeks, his heart was pounding wildly under his palm, what could make him more excited now?

He has no B desire for this feeling, heartbeat and pain are proof of survival.

He was not in a hurry to kill Zhou Jin, he wanted to catch her, and then kiss her lips, so that he could taste her.

Zhou Jin resisted being dazzled, and turned to the downstairs floor. Looking around, this is the Daping floor without any partitions. There are messy things piled up. You can still see the corridor upstairs when you lift toμ.

She couldn't see very clearly and didn't have much time to look.

Continue down to the first floor.

Zhou Jin was running as hard as she could. She noticed a door and pulled the doorknob from the inside.

Her heart was beating wildly, like a light on her back.

That dark figure stood at the end of the corridor, and the shadow crawling on the ground seemed to be a monster devouring people, approaching her bit by bit.

Qi Yan covered his face with his hands drooping down, and fresh kips dripped to the ground along his fingertips.

In the hazy moonlight, the right half of his face was full of smears, but the pupil of his left eye was full of excitement and surname, and his appearance was hideous and terrifying, like an evil ghost.

He asked in a low voice, "Officer Zhou, are you lost?"

Zhou Jin had no choice but to give up the door again, and continued to run forward. Except for her own heavy breathing, Zhou Jin couldn't hear any sound.

Gradually, the corridor ahead of her twisted and swirled in bouts of blur.

Zhou Jin was already very exhausted, her double fade was like lead, and the pain was heavy. She used her remaining consciousness to find a room where she could open the door.

The furniture was placed inside, all covered with black dust-proof signs. Zhou Jin swallowed a swollen throat, staggered to a sofa, and knelt to hide herself.

The coldness of the night penetrated into her skin bit by bit.

Zhou Jin trembled slightly, clenched the glass piece in her chest tightly, she was thinking, at what angle to stab at this time, can cut through Qi Yan's arteries.