Zhang Yifei didn't spend too much time with Tang Wuxin.After dinner, they went their separate ways.But Ling Meng was Zhang Yifei's one step at a time, and she followed one step, which made Zhang Yifei very helpless.This woman was like a dog skin plaster.After pasting it, she couldn't take it down.

Ling Meng smiled and groaned, her eyes were like silk, her lips were lightly opened, and she asked in a pleasant and sensual voice, "Are you free tonight?"

Looking at Ling Meng's silky expression on his eyebrows.Zhang Yifei was covered in a cold sweat.This woman's eyes had already told Zhang Yifei.If she said that she was free.Then the second brother would shed his skin even if he didn't die.

"I've had kidney pain lately, and my second brother seems to be a little tired lately.

Ling Meng looked at Zhang Yifei with a smile on his face and asked, "...... tonight You're really not empty."

Zhang Yifei bit his lip lightly when he saw her finish speaking, and he looked like he was infinitely shy. I'm still a virgin, and if you do anything wrong to me, will I resist or obey?"

Ling Mengjiao laughed: "You are a virgin, you still have to be shameless, I think you are a man who is dealt with by women every night, right, you are already married, can it be said that Shao Ningdi won't let you go to bed."

Zhang Yifei smiled bitterly: "It's too accurate, you are simply Zhuge Liang's ...... in the world."

This society is like this.You tell the truth.Others don't believe it.Lie but believe it.Ling Meng is like this.

"It's a shameless ......"

"Are you really not empty tonight?" Ling Meng asked without giving up.

Looking at Ling Meng's expression, Zhang Yifei was going to do what she was going to do, and sighed softly: "I'm really not empty tonight.I've been busy in the last few days.You should know about emergencies."

"Okay, I'll make an appointment with you another day." After Ling Meng finished speaking, he left gloomily.

No one knew that the moment she turned around, a tear unconsciously slipped from the corner of her eye.

Looking at Ling Meng's figure, Zhang Yifei opened his mouth and shouted, "Can you give me a ride?

Originally, Zhang Yifei wanted to say, it was getting late, pay attention on the road, but when it came to his mouth, it changed.

After Ling Meng heard Zhang Yifei's words, his body trembled slightly, and he slowly turned around, and a sweet smile appeared on his face: "You asked me to send you."

Looking at Ling Meng, who was happy, Zhang Yifei nodded heavily.

Sitting in the car, looking through the window, looking at the neon signs that kept flashing in the night, his eyelids suddenly jumped a few times, and a sense of foreboding arose in his heart.

Suddenly, I saw a corner of the street, and countless passers-by rushed to one side like a camp.

On the side of the street just a few meters from the car window, in front of a stopped car, a passerby was lying motionless, his head was smashed by the car, his head was torn apart, red and white brain tissue, blood, and broken organs were flowing all over the ground, the scene was very disgusting, terrifying...... Although it was only a flash of light, he still saw the scene, and the whole person suddenly felt as if he had been struck by lightning. The horrific corpse flashed in his mind repeatedly, and then the long-lost hallucination appeared in front of him.

The former brothers were fighting the Satan mercenary group, and one by one they died in front of them, and some of them were blown into two by anti-aircraft machine gun bullets, and the blood, the blazing fire, and the screams of despair like Shura's hell mingled together......

Zhang Yifei sat quietly on the side, his face was as pale as a dead man, his whole body trembled unconsciously, his eyes somehow flashed with a crazy red light......

It's just that in an instant, a trace of cold air and murderous intent appeared up and down Zhang Yifei's body.

Ling Meng immediately felt Zhang Yifei's change: "How are you, Zhang Yifei, what's wrong with you."

A distant and anxious call dragged him back to reality.

Zhang Yifei came back to his senses, shook his head and smiled weakly: "It's nothing, it's just that I am a little unwilling to return Hua Manlou to Tang Wuxin like this."

"Zhang Yifei, your eyes have betrayed you, what the hell is it for?"

Zhang Yifei suddenly became a little irritable: "It's nothing.

Ling Meng didn't dare to say anything, while driving the car, he observed Zhang Yifei.

Zhang Yifei pursed his lips tightly, looking out the window at the rapidly receding neon signboard, but the cold sweat on his forehead rolled down like a shower......

The view from the car window kept receding.Zhang Yifei closed his eyes.But his breathing became heavier and heavier.

The bloody scene of the car accident resurfaced repeatedly in his mind at this moment.In addition to the people he had recently killed.In an instant, these pictures were all intertwined in Zhang Yifei's mind.The hellish pictures formed by the red and white intertwined blood and ** made him tremble unconsciously.This feeling was like being strangled by someone's neck.It was difficult to breathe.

Moreover, the aura on Zhang Yifei's body became more and more chaotic, and the whole person's face became even paler.

Ling Meng looked at Zhang Yifei's trembling appearance, his heart twitched in vain, and he said anxiously: "What's wrong with you, your face is very scary now, let's go to the hospital and have a look."

"I'm fine." Zhang Yifei's tone was as calm as possible, revealing a smile that was more ugly than crying.

Under Zhang Yifei's extreme control, even the muscles in his neck burst out.

"Hurry up." Zhang Yifei endured the pain in his heart and said with a sense of madness.

Looking at Zhang Yifei's painful appearance, Ling Meng's heart twitched in pain, and he didn't dare to say anything.

The whole car was filled with a dull atmosphere.Zhang Yifei's breathing was very rapid.His eyes were bloodshot and turned red.His eyes emitted a crazy burning light.It was terrifying.The two fists were clenched tightly.The joints between the finger bones crackled.Trembling violently because of too much force.

Although Ling Meng was driving, he had been paying attention to Zhang Yifei's changes, and after seeing Zhang Yifei's face and eyes, Ling Meng instantly remembered Zhang Yifei's situation in the Lijiang Nightclub.

Seven big words appeared in Ling Meng's mind in an instant. Ling Meng's face turned pale in an instant. This is not Lijiang, this is the capital, this is full of enemies, everyone's eyes are always on the young man in front of him, if something happens to him, or after he does something abnormal, then it will give people a chance, and there will even be people who use the post-war psychological syndrome to deal with him.

"Zhang Yifei, wake up, don't, don't." Ling Meng said with a sob.

Zhang Yifei didn't speak, but his teeth were gritted, the crazy light in his eyes became more and more vigorous, his bloodshot eyes were still staring straight ahead, and his red eyes revealed a strange evil light.