Delicate beauty gets entangled by paranoia

"..." Song Yanchen's Adam's apple rolled slightly, his heart beat violently like a drum, and his whole body froze in place, as if a basin of ice water had been poured on him in the cold winter, which forced him to Shrunk back the tears.

A throbbing feeling of being deeply violated rushed into his brain, causing him to suddenly have a burst of brute force, his eyes widened, and he pushed the man.

The man was originally joking, but the moment Song Yanchen pushed him, the smile in his eyes didn't hold back, so much so that the moment he was pushed into the white wall of the corridor by Song Yanchen, he was completely stunned.

Song Yanchen's face was pale, and he was a little dazed by the shock just now. He watched helplessly as the man's head hit the white wall, making a loud 'bang'.

He...is his strength so great? .....

Song Yanchen shuddered all over, before he had time to think, he hurriedly pulled over the door, and with a "bang", he slammed the door shut.

The right eyelid of the man outside the door was still twitching wildly, staring lazily at the closed door in front of him, and his breathing seemed very rapid.

He stretched out his hand to touch the place where he was pushed and shoved by Song Yanchen just now, and a bruise was clearly visible on his naked upper body ------it didn't look like he was pushed out by someone at all, but more like he was bumped by some heavy object , The scars from the collision.

In this way, he touched the back of his head, which was so painful from the bump, and touched the liquid with his hand ----- it was not water, but blood.

But he was surprisingly not angry, staring at the closed door, like a greedy sea thief caressing the treasure he harvested in the dead of night, with the deep dark light of a hunter shining in his eyes.

Even looking angry...

Also very pleasing to men...

Thinking of this, the man couldn't stop trembling slightly as if he couldn't feel the pain, and raised his hand in a fascination, to smell the fragrance left on his hand by the beauty just now... ...

Gee...

It's so tempting....

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Song Yanchen closed the door, his heart still beating wildly.

He carefully pressed his ear to the door, trembling all over, listening to the movement outside the door.

Until he finally heard the footsteps of the other party walking away, Song Yanchen's hanging heart slowly calmed down amidst the wild beating.

He covered his face and knelt on the ground trembling, tears slipping silently from his eyes.

he seems really...

Really can't find that guy...

Thinking of this, Song Yanchen's eyes were like springs bursting a bank, tears flowed more and more, splashing into his clothes, and even his breathing became short of breath.

The whole person was out of breath, and his face was flushed.

Suddenly, Song Yanchen seemed to feel something patting his back, the movement was as light as being brushed by a feather, bringing a magical touch.

Just a light touch made Song Yanchen tremble with sensitivity.

Song Yanchen's eyes were red and swollen from crying, and he raised his head suddenly, his eyes suddenly burst into a light of surprise.

"Yes, is that you?!" Song Yanchen's voice trembled uncontrollably, his voice was so high that it seemed to break.

no answer...

Even the subtle touch just now disappeared.

It seemed that everything was just a dream, and it was all Song Yanchen's imagination.

Song Yanchen broke down a bit, he cried louder and louder, like an abandoned kitten, his whole face was twisted and wronged, even his voice became choked, "You, can you come out? good...."

"...I, please, please..."

The surrounding area is still eerily quiet...

Song Yanchen covered his face, like a stray cat in the cold winter, drooping its ears, trembling uncontrollably.

Before Song Yanchen could recover from the suffocation, there was a sudden sound of rapid and powerful footsteps outside the door, the sound continued to amplify, and stopped directly at the door of Song Yanchen's room.

Song Yanchen trembled all over, looked out the door in horror, and knelt on the ground and kept backing away.

Shouldn't...

"Bang bang!!" The door of the room was knocked by the person outside the door as expected.

Immediately afterwards, the deep and hoarse voice of the perverted man came, "Open the door..."

How dare Song Yanchen open the door, looked around helplessly, endured the pain, and got up from the ground.

Can't get in...

As long as he doesn't open the door, that man won't be able to come in...

Song Yanchen tried his best to hypnotize himself, but his trembling shoulders still betrayed the tormenting panic in his heart at the moment.

How to do.....

Now how to do.....

Seeing that no one opened the door, the frequency of knocking on the door became faster and faster. Not only did they knock with their hands, but they even began to kick with their legs.

"I'll give you ten seconds..."

The man's voice was a little crazy.

"You'd better open the door for me in these ten seconds..."

As he said that, the man let out a laugh, and his voice became like talking to himself, "If you are disobedient..."

"I really don't know what I'm going to do next...."

Perhaps because Song Yanchen didn't get any feedback, the man's voice began to weaken slowly again, becoming delicate and refreshing.

"Honey....."

"I promise you..."

"...as long as you open the door, I will not hurt you, okay..."

The man outside the door is like a psychopath with an acting personality, with a gentle voice and a violent voice at other times.

lie!

Listening to the man outside the door speaking like a lunatic, Song Yanchen's heart beat faster and faster, and he didn't believe the other party's nonsense at all.

Sure enough, after only pretending for a while, the man who didn't get any response suddenly ran away again, the sound of kicking the door became more and more loud, and the countdown began in his mouth.

"...ten...."

As soon as the countdown started, Song Yanchen heard the sound of something being stuffed into the door lock and being pulled out.

Song Yanchen's eyelids twitched, and he immediately understood what the other party was doing. He was using a tool to pick the lock.

"....Nine....."

The man's voice was like the whisper of a demon, and the strong fear was invisible like a shadow, and the suffocation immediately enveloped Song Yanchen's whole body.

"...five....."

Song Yanchen's heart trembled, and he casually grabbed the thin iron rod used for drying clothes, and then, enduring the severe pain in his body, he rushed into the kitchen and locked the kitchen door from the inside.

How to do....

How to do.......

Suddenly, Song Yanchen's gaze flicked to the kitchen window. There was no anti-theft fence, and there were ventilation pipes outside, which were connected to every house downstairs.

But... Song Yanchen lives on the thirteenth floor...

With his strength, he couldn't hold it for too long.

He couldn't make sure the windows downstairs were open at all....

if not...

His consequences were unimaginable....

As the countdown sound ended, Song Yanchen heard the crackling sound of the outside door being opened, and even the man's footsteps began to slowly approach towards the kitchen.

Song Yanchen's face completely turned earthy.

Finally, Song Yanchen's heart became ruthless, as if he had made up his mind, he stepped onto the desk with difficulty, and began to climb the window enduring the pain.

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The man looked at the locked kitchen door and let out a sneer. He had already guessed that the other party was hiding in this cramped and narrow space at this very moment.

But a man is like an explorer who receives a gift but is not in a hurry to open the box, and has returned to his usual gentleman and gentleness.

He knocked on the door lightly, his voice was extremely deceptive and deterrent, "...I know you are inside...."

"...obedient...."

"...open the door...."

There was no movement in the kitchen.

The man's patience was exhausted again, he turned his neck like a butcher, with a ruthless expression on his face.

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"Boom!!"

In the kitchen, the man who heard the knock on the window slowly turned his head and looked in the direction of the window.

I saw a flustered and bewildered figure struggling to hit the glass of the window with his head, his mouth opening and closing, talking continuously.

The moment the man saw the other person's face clearly, his expression moved slightly. The young man outside the window was like an angel wearing holy light, white as jade, and his constantly fluttering eyelashes added a sense of secret vulnerability... .

Unbelievably beautiful....

"...help me..."

Song Yanchen's strength had already begun to collapse. At this moment, he didn't even have the strength to climb back. His voice was filled with uneasy crying, and he looked at the man in the window begging for help. He kept hitting the glass with his head, trying to get him to help him.

"Where are you!!"

At this moment, Song Yanchen heard the rage of the lunatic above his head.

Do not....

no!!

Song Yanchen was very anxious, and the speed of the impact became faster and faster.

That madman will find him!!

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The man inside the window finally reacted, his expression changed slightly, he opened the window, climbed up to the desk neatly, looked at the precarious beauty, stretched out his powerful arms, and easily grabbed her shoulders, and then hugged the person into the window.

so light....

The man took advantage of the situation and wiped Song Yanchen's back.

Song Yanchen also completely collapsed and fell into the man's arms.

The man's lips were almost touching Song Yanchen's hair, and the distance between the two of them seemed very intimate.

At this moment, Song Yanchen was completely powerless as if he had been run over by a big truck, lying in the man's arms like a broken doll.

The man watched Song Yanchen's every expression carefully and greedily for the rest of his life after the catastrophe, as if admiring an excellent work of art, exuding a dangerous and gloomy aura all over his body.

"you...."

"...Is it the muse God sent me?"

"......"

Once the man's words were uttered, Song Yanchen's pupils shrank suddenly, his body began to tremble uncontrollably, his breathing became slightly rapid, and his whole state was like winter, freezing his sinking blood.

As if he couldn't see the panic in Song Yanchen's eyes, the man bent down and slowly approached his earlobe, his eyes slowly moved back, and looked out the window, revealing an unfathomable and dangerous smile.

"...Why did you appear outside the window?"

Song Yanchen's face was pale, his teeth began to knot in fright, his whole body trembled, he became stiff and dared not speak.

The man's rough fingertips rubbed the bruises on Song Yanchen's forehead, an indistinct emotion flashed in his eyes, and his voice was hoarse, "...what are you hiding??"

Song Yanchen trembled his lips, but still didn't speak, as if the whole person was frightened and lost the ability to speak in a short time.

The man's eyes were as dark as a bottomless lake in the dim environment. He squinted his eyes, let go of Song Yanchen, walked to the window thoughtfully, and wanted to poke his head out of the window.

As soon as he raised his head, the man suddenly met a pair of scarlet and violent eyes.

"..." The two looked at each other, and there was another stagnant confrontation in the air.

The entire face of the lunatic upstairs became distorted and ferocious because of the loss of emotional control. His eyes were bloodshot and covered with bloodshot eyes. He stared at the man downstairs, turned his neck, and suddenly showed a look of madness and With an excited laugh, his voice became hoarse and deep.

"...so he's hiding here..."

It's really not good...

She even hid in other men's rooms...

so annoying...

Song Yanchen in the room heard the lunatic's voice, his pupils trembled, and his whole heart began to tremble uncontrollably and stabbed. He suddenly covered his beating heart, and his face turned paler and paler. Beads of sweat began to ooze from the whole face.

was discovered...  

He was still found...

The man downstairs raised his eyebrows, looking at the lunatic in front of him, as if he didn't feel the slightest threat, his sharp eyes flashed a breathtaking cold light, he moved his mouth, but he didn't make a sound, his provocative intention was not reduced by half .

'So what, he's mine now. '

After finishing speaking, he closed the window expressionlessly, allowing the lunatic outside the window to scream sharply and violently because of extreme jealousy and hatred, and did not give him an extra look.

Song Yanchen shuddered when he heard the lunatic screaming, and when he saw the man approaching, he grabbed the corner of the man's clothes with trembling hands, opened his mouth hard, and wanted to speak.

But because of the great fear, he opened and closed for a long time without being able to say a word, so that he could only keep swinging his arms, trying to call for help.

That lunatic will never let us go...

The man looked at the beauty in front of him and relied on him wholeheartedly, as if secretly satisfying some insatiable perverted desire of his, and the smile in front of him not only did not weaken, but became deeper and deeper.

He held Song Yanchen with his backhand, and his tone was terribly calm, with a calmness that could instantly calm people's hearts, "This is wired glass, he can't climb in through the window."

Song Yanchen shook his head, shaking his hands even more violently, trying to explain that the other party could pry open the door, perhaps because he was too anxious, his tears fell down and he kept chopping his feet.

The man reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and sprayed his scorching breath on Song Yanchen's neck, "...does he want to do something to you?"

Song Yanchen's heart trembled, as if he had fallen into some kind of horrible memory, his complexion became more and more ugly.

such a beautiful child...

Who doesn't like it...

There was a strong beastliness and madness in the man's brows and eyes, and he looked at Song Yanchen without any effort to conceal the sickness and hotness in his eyes.

People who have seen it can't wait to get their hands on it.....

Ha ha....

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The lunatic man's face was crazy, his fingers were twisted, and he burst out with an almost crazy expression as if his territory had been violated.

Tortured mad by jealousy, he was like a irrational murderer, his red eyes scanning around the kitchen, as if he was looking for something.

Slowly, the madness on his face became more ferocious, as if he had discovered something, his eyes immediately locked on that item.

His mouth also began to make strange noises, like the low growl of an evil beast catching its prey while hunting.

The man stepped forward and slowly picked up the kitchen knife on the chopping board, with an expression of excitement and happiness on his face again.

no problem, no problem......

I won't let anyone take your from me...

i will take you back....

Ha ha....

Finally, as if he had made up his mind, he stuffed the knife into his clothes and hid it behind his waist, then walked out the door humming madly.

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As soon as the man left, the originally bright room seemed to be shrouded in a shadow, and the whole room suddenly became dark. Even the sunny doll hanging by the window seemed to be affected by some magnetic field. Dropped, shattered to pieces...

A transparent ghost collapsed and knelt on the ground, beating itself continuously with its hands, and let out a desperate and suffocating roar from its throat.

he was wrong....

He was wrong from the start....

Humans and ghosts have different paths, from the day he and Song Yanchen concluded the ghost marriage, it was doomed that his bride would live in a time full of evil spirits for the rest of her life, and her lifespan might even be shortened...

He thought that as long as he cut off the contract, his bride would not be hurt again.

But what is the result? !

While he was watching his bride being terrorized! harassed! bullied!

He can't do anything!

His roaring, his collapse, all became powerless because humans and ghosts did not disturb each other.

He can't even show up when his bride needs him, and he can't stop others from wantonly hurting his lover...

God knows how much he hated himself when he saw his darling choose to climb the window!

He hates this madman! But he hates himself even more for his incompetence!

This feeling of watching his lover get hurt but being unable to do anything is like a bone-cutting knife, stabbing his heart continuously, as if it is about to flow out countless scarlet, and it wants to empty out all his internal organs...

Let him wish to destroy the world and kill himself...

Time seemed to leak silently between his fingers like quicksand, making him feel like a stick in his throat, and the pain was unbearable.

He can't let anyone hurt his baby...

He just can't stand it....

The ghost's face was gloomy, like a devil who had just crawled out of a fiery prison, both eyes began to flow red tears of blood, his skin began to split like fish scales into countless wounds, and even his body seemed to be trapped. Countless black smoke rose like a raging fire.

His cold and inorganic eyes fixedly stared at the direction in which the man was leaving, and his eyes suddenly became resolute, and followed him again...

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"Bang bang!!"

"Bang bang!!!!"

Suddenly there was a slightly hasty and rough knock on the door, and Song Yanchen, who had already been terrified, was instantly at a loss.

The man on the side seemed very calm, as if he was watching a circus performance with great interest, completely ignoring the loud knock on the door.

"Follow me," the man's tone was very calm, as if he had expected this scene long ago, and his voice was not a little turbulent.

As he said that, the man grabbed Song Yanchen's hand, tugged and dragged him very rudely and hurriedly towards the bedroom.

Song Yanchen trembled violently, tears kept rolling in his eyes.

The thin and weak he has no ability to refuse in the face of absolute power.

I saw that the man seemed to have touched some mechanism, and the door of the wardrobe that was closely connected with the entire wall suddenly opened to the secret passage.

Song Yanchen stayed where he was, his pupils trembled, and he stared in shock at the secret passage that suddenly opened in front of him.

There is a small space of three square meters inside. It looks like a space that was originally used as a bathroom has been deliberately built into a secret passage.

The corner of the man's mouth curled up slightly, his voice gradually cooled down, and the gentleness just now was no longer used as a cover-up, and the two words were concise, "Go in!"

what?

Song Yanchen didn't know why.

Before Song Yanchen could react, the man didn't give Song Yanchen a chance to refuse, grabbed his arm, dragged him, and stuffed him into this cramped and narrow space.

and many more!!

Song Yanchen tried his best to open his mouth to speak, but for a long time, he only made a sound of um, ah, ah.

At a loss, he could only frantically slap the door with his hands, trying to get out of it.

The man completely tore off the mask of hypocrisy, showing the same expression as the lunatic outside the door.

Song Yanchen was also shocked by the coldness of the man who was still smiling and knelt down on the ground.

how... how...

The man looked at the closed cabinet door with a satisfied face.

Finally... I won't run away...

Hearing the constant noise from outside the door, the man turned around without changing his face, walked back to the kitchen, and raised the knife expressionlessly...

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The lunatic man showed madness on his face, and slowly stopped in front of the door.

He banged his hands on the door again and again, and the paranoid color in his eyes became deeper and deeper.

open the door...my love...

"Bang bang!!"

The man grinned, showing a smile that looked better than crying, and with the knock on the door, the corners of his grin became deeper and deeper.

Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, his whole body became restless, and his movements became more and more frantic and fierce.

He took out his own exclusive wire again, trying to repeat the same trick and open the damn door.

"I.□□Mom, why are you arguing! Do you have any quality! Who the hell keeps knocking!!"

The man's persistent knocking on the door did not allow the real owner of the room to open the door. Instead, the neighbor next door couldn't bear it, and opened the door cursingly. Before he could clearly see the situation outside, there was a burst of violent output.

But the moment the man opened the door, he suddenly met the man's scarlet and tyrannical eyes. The kitchen knife pinned to the man's waist instantly stung his eyes.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!" The latter was frightened by the scene, his legs went limp, and his almost instinctive desire to survive made him close the door in a hurry, with a terrifying gesture for fear of causing trouble to his upper body.

The noisy surroundings became quiet again.

The man turned his neck, sneered coldly, and stared at the closed door in front of him with cold eyes.

With a "click", the door of the room was breached again, and the door was also unscrewed.

The man slowly opened the door, his dark eyes began to surge, and there seemed to be some kind of perverted paranoia hidden in his eyes.

The room was silent, with simple furnishings, empty and gloomy, even the curtains in the living room were drawn tightly, so that no light could penetrate, so that the whole room looked very dark.

The man slowly hid his hands behind his back, clenched the weapon he was carrying, narrowed his eyes, and slowly approached the house step by step.

The hunter who was waiting for the opportunity hid behind the door expressionlessly, his black eyes were fixed on the uninvited guest who suddenly broke in in front of him, and he watched the back of the other party approaching the house step by step.

Ah....

The moment he saw that the opponent was also holding a knife in his hand, there was no trace of fear in his eyes, and he even locked the door very intimately.

Hearing the sound behind him, the man suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of the door.

Before he could see it clearly, the latter had already rushed towards him with a chair in his hand, and hit him on the top of his head, making a loud "bang".

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Hearing the movement, Song Yanchen squatted tremblingly in the small space, the darkness had nowhere to hide and enveloped his whole body.

He hugged his knees, and beads of tears fell from his eyes.

very scary.....

Song Yanchen's body began to tremble uncontrollably, he covered his face helplessly, and he couldn't even imagine what he would experience next.

He knew very well that no matter who won in the end, he would not have a good ending.

The fear and despair of waiting to die kept fermenting in his brain, making him more and more afraid.

He didn't even dare to make a sound.

How to do......

What else can he do...

What was thought to be a glimmer of life turned out to be a new tiger's mouth, which put him in danger again.

This ups and downs of emotions have already devastated his brain nerves to become fragile.

Thinking of this, Song Yanchen could no longer control himself, and began to sob softly.

The two outside the door seemed to be fighting fiercely, and from time to time they could hear the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground and the painful groans of the two as they fought back and forth.

The movement was as loud as two evil beasts vying for territory, biting each other with their sharpest fangs, determined to die if they won't win.

And Song Yanchen, who was hiding in the dark, became more and more missing that ghost.

Every time he was in danger before, that ghost would appear by his side at the first time, and then settle everything for him...

Where the hell is he going...

Up to this moment, Song Yanchen didn't understand why the other party disappeared suddenly.

Just as Song Yanchen was thinking wildly, there was a loud bang, and the bedroom door was opened from the outside.

Immediately afterwards, Song Yanchen heard footsteps gradually approaching.

The voice is hurried and vain.....

Song Yanchen's heart clenched when he heard the voice, and his ten fingers tightly pinched his thigh, paralyzing his nerves with pain.

who is it.....

who is coming...

Before Song Yanchen could think clearly, the door of the secret room was also opened, and the sudden light made Song Yanchen almost unable to open his eyes.

It was followed by a pungent and unpleasant stench.

The moment he saw it clearly, Song Yanchen's eyes widened suddenly, his expression horrified, and he almost subconsciously wanted to hide behind.

But the other party stared at Song Yanchen closely with an almost cruel look, not giving Song Yanchen a chance to escape at all, grabbed Song Yanchen's porcelain white ankle with his blood-stained hand, and pulled out with the other hand. Grabbing the opponent's waist, he dragged him out of the cabinet.

Song Yanchen exclaimed, kicking his legs wildly, but his strength was crushing in front of the opponent, no matter how much he tried to break free, he was quickly grabbed by the opponent, and then tightly clamped in his arms.

"Look..." The man put one arm around Song Yanchen's waist, one hand on Song Yanchen's shoulder, and held him in his arms, then he grabbed Song Yanchen and walked slowly towards the door, "... .I killed him..."

Almost at a glance, Song Yanchen recognized the corpse lying on the ground with the main artery in the neck severed by a knife. It was the pervert who picked the lock and wanted to hurt him.

And behind him was the man who was holding him, from his hair all the way down, with countless blood flowing all over his body, the sticky liquid stuck to Song Yanchen's back, and at the same time stained Song Yanchen's clothes, arms, ankle...

Song Yanchen was frightened crazy, he was crying tremblingly, kneeling down with his legs very weak, but was dragged into his arms by the man, who compulsively clamped his jaw, forcing him to open his eyes, Looking at the bloody scene in front of him.

"...you are mine..."

The man closed his eyes in a trance, buried his face in Song Yanchen's neck, and carefully sniffed the deodorant on his body.

Song Yanchen felt the disgusting touch behind him, and his body trembled faster and faster, staring in pain.

I saw that the corpse lying in front of him seemed to have been summoned by some kind of call, opened his eyes suddenly, and stood up from the ground twisting his limbs. The whole process was very quick, and he didn't even make any sound.

Song Yanchen was shocked by the scene in front of him, his mouth was opened wide, and his shoulders trembled faster and faster, but the man behind him was so absorbed in his own world that he didn't notice this scene at all.

The zombie suddenly stretched out his hand, put his index finger against his lips, made a silent movement, and then made a mouth shape in a hoarse voice.

'It is I, my bride. '

Obviously the distance was not too close, but Song Yanchen accurately understood what the other party said when his lips moved.

Song Yanchen's right eyelid twitched suddenly, and his heartbeat also missed half a beat. He stared blankly at this bloody face.

But surprisingly, it was a bloody and terrifying scene, but at this moment, Song Yanchen didn't feel any fear at all, and even his original panic was turned into ashes at this moment, and turned into a kind of saying no. The complicated throbbing came out, and the apex of my heart trembled.

...is it a dream? ....

The 'deceitful corpse' pulled out the knife stuck in the corpse's neck expressionlessly, and the severed artery was still gushing blood crazily.

The man behind Song Yanchen seemed to sense something was wrong, suddenly raised his head, and looked in the direction of the 'deceitful corpse'.

But his speed was still a step slower. The 'Fake Corpse' was so fast that he couldn't even see the shadow. The moment the man raised his head, he had already hidden behind the man expressionlessly, so that the man could only see the shadow on the ground. A pool of blood.

The man's right eye twitched, his pupils dilated.

Before he could turn around, one hand grabbed the back of his neck as easily as pinching an ant, and the other hand quickly pulled Song Yanchen into his arms at lightning speed. , holding it into his arms forcefully and decisively.

The man was lifted up by his incomprehensible strength.

'Zhoushi' tilted his head, with thick hatred and violence in his eyes, he could not restrain himself from roaring, "...how dare you!!..."

Looking at the dragged and collided scars on his bride's body, his hatred drove him crazy, almost making him explode on the spot.

"How dare you hurt my bride!!"

After speaking, he let go of his hand suddenly like throwing garbage, threw the person to the ground, and then stepped on it.

His cold and inorganic eyes were locked on the man's face, and the malice in the eyes almost burst through his chest and tore out. He firmly stepped on the man's right hand, his voice was hoarse as if he was holding fine sand, and he was about to grind blood Come on, "...Did you touch him with this hand just now?...."

The man hit the back of his head on the ground, dizzy, tears squeezed out of his sore eye sockets, the severe pain in his palm woke him up from his chaotic consciousness, and he couldn't help but let out a sharp scream.

"Pain?" The thin and light lips of the 'Zhou Zhe' subconsciously tightened, his tone was cool, with undisguised malice and deep hatred in his voice.

"You...how could you...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The man's facial features became distorted and grim, his heart beating like a drum, and his mouth overflowed from time to time. With a hoarse and indistinct voice, he tried his best to get up, but his strength was insignificant in front of the opponent, and he was overwhelmed.

'Zhou Zang' has deep eyes, his eyes are full of sarcasm, his voice is as soft as a whisper, like the whisper of a devil, "...you can't bear this pain?......."

"This is just the beginning..."

The man's limbs were stiff, and he raised his head agitatedly.

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