I can see luck! People who get married in a vegetative state make crazy money

Ming Nuan?

For a moment, Chen Song even wondered if he had been knocked unconscious in a car accident.

Only then would I dream about Ming Nuan.

But he knew very well that he was not the kind of loser who would kill someone and then dream about her.

When he clears some "roadblocks", he never feels sympathetic or guilty.

And he was also very sure.

Ming Nuan on the opposite side is the same as him.

Warm blood flowed down the corner of his forehead.

But even so, he couldn't see any apology on Ming Nuan's face.

Ming Nuan certainly wouldn't feel sorry.

She was even smiling.

"Long time no see, Chen Song." It's really been a long time no see.

In her previous life, when Chen Song was on the verge of death, that distorted face of hers was still deeply imprinted in her memory and she could never forget it.

And this time.

She looked at Chen Song who was crawling and wriggling on the ground trying to escape.

Slowly she placed her high heels on the back of his hand.

Chen Song soon screamed in pain.

"You! I'll kill you!"

Chen Song never thought that one day he would fall to the point of being trampled under the feet of a woman.

"Go away!"

"You're not dead!"

Although it was very embarrassing now, he quickly figured out the key in his rage.

"You did it?"

"You had my lab exposed?"

If Chen Song could still barely maintain his sanity just now, he is completely unable to maintain his sanity now.

He suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Ming Nuan's hair.

But Mingnuan slapped him in the face.

His face was burning with pain. It took Chen Song half a minute to realize that he had been beaten.

"You! How dare you hit me!"

Chen Song was so angry that he was shaking all over, and his vision was getting darker.

Ming Nuan sneered, "You beast, I hit you whenever I wanted. What? Do you still think you are the Chen Song from before?"

Chen Song said this when he was injecting her with new drugs.

He said, do you still think you are the Ming Nuan of the past?

"Chen Song, face the reality. You are now a rat crossing the street and everyone wants to kill you."

"Want to run?"

"Don't dream, I won't let you run away."

Ming Nuan had already heard the sound of the police car.

Her high heels stepped on the back of Chen Song's hand, leaving a bright red blood pit.

"Don't be too sad."

"After all, compared to the people you killed, the punishment you received is nothing."

"Bitch!" Chen Song could no longer hear what she said. His mind was filled with the desire to pull Ming Nuan to teach her a lesson.

But his fingers hadn't even touched the hem of Ming Nuan's skirt.

Ming Nuan had already kicked him in the face.

He was kicked so hard that he was gasping for breath.

My internal organs felt like they were being tightened by someone's hands, and even breathing was painful.

Ming Nuan watched coldly.

The person behind her couldn't help but remind her: "Miss, we should go now."

The sound of police cars was getting closer.

"it is good."

Ming Nuan laughed.

"Don't worry, I will watch how you die."

"Chen Song, I hope you can live longer."

Otherwise, she would feel it was a pity to die too soon.

Chen Song's chest heaved violently, and Ming Nuan's face in front of him also twisted.

He turned into a man-eating evil ghost.

Ming Nuan got in the car and came to a secluded place at another corner.

Seeing the police car coming, Chen Song, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, was taken into the car.