Quickly wear the days of being in the company of Sick Jiao

Shang Yinyin watched the woman's movements carefully, moving her body little by little.

Qi Feng turned his body sideways, took out his mobile phone, and sent Yi Yanzhi a text message.

Shang Yinyin found it novel and exciting. She bent her waist and held it carefully, lest she make any noise and disturb the woman in front of her.

Qi Feng pursed his lips and followed, paying attention to the obstacles on the ground.

The woman came to an abandoned factory building.

It was a flat-panel house, and the windows were covered with torn newspapers, which looked dilapidated.

The big iron door was open, and the woman walked in. After a while, a room was filled with light.

Shang Yinyin walked under the window, stood on tiptoe slightly, and could see the situation inside through a small hole in the newspaper.

Qi Feng stood behind Shang Yinyin, watching Shang Yinyin's movements.

It was a cramped space with a single light bulb hanging in the air. There was a wooden bed by the wall, and cotton wool was exposed from the worn-out bedding.

There was a large group of unknown smudges on the ground, dark red, which looked a little shocking under the yellow light.

The woman poured out the woman from the snakeskin bag, so violently that Shang Yinyin even heard the sound of her head hitting the concrete floor.

The woman didn't move, lying on the ground silently as if she was dead, her black hair was loose like thick water weeds.

A pair of pink high-heeled shoes were thrown aside, and Shang Yinyin observed the dress of the lying woman. She was wearing a black sequin skirt and black stockings, which looked very charming.

The woman didn't care about the condition of the man lying on the ground, she rummaged through the cabinet to find a thick rope, then squatted next to that man, smiling on her wrinkled face.

Shang Yinyin covered her mouth, her eyes widened, she quietly took two steps back, and faced Qi Feng face to face.

Shang Yinyin pointed inside, then wiped her neck with an anxious expression.

It was impossible to leave as if nothing had happened. There was a life inside that was being threatened.

A gust of wind blew over, carrying the chill of spring, not only made Shang Yinyin shiver, but what was even colder was her heart, as if there was a chill coming out of her bone marrow, making her hands and feet icy cold.

The clouds drifted away, and the moon revealed its original light, shining brightly, and there was a shadow cast by the house on the wall, like a distorted figure, watching all this silently.

"I'll take a look."

Shang Yinyin mouthed and pointed to the window, Qi Feng nodded.

Shang Yinyin stood on tiptoe again and looked in through the hole in the newspaper, but what she saw this time was not the scene just now, there was no lonely light bulb, only black and white things.

One eye, a wide open eye, was covered with bloodshot eyes and looked hideous.

Shang Yinyin was frightened and let out a short scream. She immediately covered her mouth and stepped back quickly.

"Look, two sneaky little mice."

Her voice was hoarse and austere.

"You are committing a crime."

Shang Yinyin didn't want to run away, she stood where she was and said to the people in the room.

Shang Yinyin is always very righteous, with a spirit of not fearing death. She is a murderer, but she is calmly discussing crimes with others.

She has always been very courageous. In the original work, she followed it alone at night, quietly observed, and then confronted needlessly.

(Hey, is every heroine in a romance novel like this 6666)

The woman disappeared by the window, and the light shone through the hole in the window again.

Shang Yinyin stood there, hesitating whether to go in, she turned and looked at Qi Feng with a dazed expression.

"What are we going to do?"

"Drag it to Yi Yan."

"it is good."

The woman took out a gun from the cabinet.It was an old pistol with only one bullet in it, which she used just in case.

She was found, so the little mice outside, can't stay.

The pistol made a screeching sound, and the bullets shot out from inside. The woman still maintained the posture of holding the gun, her body slightly bent.

Shang Yinyin let out a cry of pain, the bullet pierced her thigh, and blood gushed out.

"Qi Feng, run."

Shang Yinyin didn't expect that the woman inside still had a gun, she gritted her teeth and pulled Qi Feng to run quickly.

Qi Feng was dragged to run, but Shang Yinyin's speed became slower and slower.

It hurts, it hurts, it really hurts, Shang Yinyin's eye sockets are slightly wet, and the wound on her thigh is still bleeding. Every time she takes a step, it is a torment and torture.

The woman ran fast like a ghost, and approached the two people in front of her in one fell swoop.

Shang Yinyin tripped over something and fell to the ground hard. Qi Feng, who was running ahead, stopped and hurried back to help her.

The distance between women and them is getting closer... 5 meters... 3 meters...

"Go! Go... Qi Feng, go!"

Shang Yinyin gave Qi Feng a hard push, almost breaking his voice.

Qi Feng didn't respond to her, but stubbornly helped her up from the ground.

The woman had already arrived behind them, holding a dagger in her hand, which shone coldly under the moonlight.

The woman showed a smile, and stabbed the Internet merchant Yinyin's back forcefully, Qi Feng immediately stretched out his hand reflexively to block it.

Shang Yinyin looked blankly at everything in front of her, and the woman drew out the dagger, bringing out sticky blood.

Qi Feng's hand was dripping with blood, and his entire palm was stained red with blood.

That is the right hand, Qi Feng's right hand.

"Yinyin, run!"

Qi Feng resisted the pain and put on a blocking posture.

【Ding Dong!Congratulations to the host, the heroine's favorability is frozen, let's continue!By the way, with so much blood, do you need some brown sugar? 】

Shang Yinyin felt a little dizzy, the pain in her thigh seemed to have been numb, replaced by the heat gushing from her heart, filled with anger.

She hurt Qi Feng's right hand, it was Qi Feng's hand!The hands that are used to paint, depict infinite vitality and create miracles one after another!It's so ruined, so ruined!

God damn it!

Shang Yinyin was trembling with anger, and she clenched her fists.

Shang Yinyin rushed forward and threw the woman to the ground, the woman fell to the ground unexpectedly, raised her hand and was about to stab the dagger, Shang Yinyin snatched it, then threw it aside, venting towards the woman's face Like punching and punching.

The woman felt that something was wrong. The strength of the girl on her body suddenly became very strong. The severe pain in her face made her scratch the girl's back fiercely, and she was hit by a stronger counterattack.

There is only one thought in Shang Yinyin's mind, damn it, damn it!

She exploded with all her potential and vented her anger fiercely. The pain in her thigh and the pain in her back from being scratched ignited her anger to a peak.

She stood up, stepped on the woman's lower abdomen and kicked desperately.

She stopped suddenly, then walked aside.

This is a construction site, and steel pipes can be seen everywhere.

The woman struggled to get up, but was hit by an iron rod and knelt on the ground. Shang Yinyin was sullen, waving the stick in her hand again and again.

"Yinyin!"

Qi Feng held Shang Yinyin with his uninjured left hand, stopping her almost crazy movements.

"Okay... Yin Yin! If you continue to fight like this, she will die!"

Shang Yinyin stopped moving, she stared blankly at Qi Feng, then threw the iron bar out, and began to cry silently without making a sound, but the despair on her face was so obvious, pain and guilt , swept over.

"Qi Feng...Qi Feng...Qi Feng..."

Shang Yinyin kept shouting, tears kept falling, she grabbed Qi Feng's left hand and started to run.

"Hurry up, hurry up...I'll take you to the doctor...let's go to the hospital...the hospital..."

They met Yi Yanzhi in the alley.

Qi Feng covered his hands, his face was pale, Shang Yinyin just kept repeating, hospital hospital...

"Save him, save him!"

Yi Yanzhi frowned, and hugged Qi Feng horizontally.

"You guys go inside."

Yi Yanzhi motioned to his subordinates.

"I didn't hurt my leg..."

"To shut up!"

Yi Yanzhi looked at his bleeding hand, and started to run. Shang Yinyin watched, and trotted to follow.

Xiao He was a little puzzled, and he poked the colleague next to him.

"Hey, you said the boss didn't hug the little beauty with an injured leg, why did he run with that big man with a normal leg?"

"The little daisy on the hillside blooms beautifully."

The colleague smiled inscrutablely, and spit out a sentence that was irrelevant.

Qi Feng and Shang Yinyin entered the operating room one after another.

Shang's mother stood at the door, almost crying into tears, while Shang's father stood beside him, supporting his wife.

"Boss, the murderer has been caught."

"I'll pass later."

When Xiao He and a few colleagues rushed there, they saw such a scene.

A woman, holding a dagger, crawled forward bit by bit.

Her leg was broken by an iron rod.Seeing that she was still stubborn, she took back her dagger, and she wanted to climb back and kill that woman, and before she died, she had to kill her first.

"How is it? Do you feel okay?"

Qi Feng only received local anesthesia, and there were stitched scars on his white and clean hands.

"The patient's right hand is already useless, don't let him carry heavy objects, and cultivate it carefully."

"Then can he still draw?"

"Nonsense! Although a large part of drawing is done with the strength of his wrist, with the current condition of his palm, it is very difficult to even hold things!"

The doctor's expression was very serious, and he ordered carefully.

Thinking of the doctor's words, Yi Yanzhi sighed in his heart. He looked into Qi Feng's eyes and felt sour.

This person regards painting as his life.

"Am I unable to draw?"

Qi Feng asked very directly, his expression was very calm, so calm that something was wrong.

"Maybe if it recovers well..."

Yi Yanzhi held Qi Feng's left hand, but didn't speak further.

Qi Feng's expression was gloomy, he lowered his head, and the room fell into silence.

Qi Feng raised his head suddenly again and smiled at Yi Yanzhi.

"It doesn't matter, at least, what is lost is meaningful."

He seemed to be talking to himself, with a serious expression on his face.

"Right?"