When he should be ruthless to himself, Lin Bai will never be soft.

Hiding in the bathroom, taking off his clothes and putting them aside so as not to get dirty, Lin Bai took a deep breath and stabbed himself!

The knife was a high-quality saber provided by Han Zheng, and it pierced into the flesh as smoothly as a hot needle into wax, and blood spurted wildly along the blood tank.

Lin Bai pulled out his saber and watched the blood-soaked wound heal rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, there was no trace except for a shallow mark.

Reaching out and pinching his face, Lin Bai sighed, it wasn't enough, continue, plop ......

After stabbing himself seven or eight times in a row, he finally felt that it was almost over, Lin Bai took his autumn pants to wipe off the remaining blood stains on his body, put them away in a bag, put on the remaining clothes, and walked to the sink to wash his hands.

There was not much blood on his hands, and it quickly disappeared under the washing of flowing water, Lin Bai did not wipe his hands, brushed up along his hair, and looked at himself in the mirror.

It's good, I don't even know myself, I don't believe those shortbread people can recognize him!

Sure enough, Lin Bai, who had lost a whole weight, walked through the shortbread room easily, and no one recognized him as the dead fat man who kissed Jing Xiuyan.

It's just that after his body became thinner, his clothes were a little loose, so as soon as he came into contact with the cold air outside the terminal, Lin Bai couldn't help but shiver.

I wanted to take a taxi to leave, but I didn't expect that as soon as I walked to the side of the lane, the horn of a black Passat that had been parked there sounded, and the window slid down, revealing Han Zheng's handsome face.

"Get in the car. Han Zheng raised his chin.

Lin Bai was not polite to him, drove the co-pilot and got into the car, and threw the bloody clothes pocket on the back seat.

"What's the matter with me?" Lin Baicai didn't believe that Han Zheng, a busy man, was waiting here to be his driver, there must be something.

"I have a question for you. Han Zheng started the car, looked ahead, and said with a serious face.

"Tell me about it. Lin Bai put down the seat back a little, looked up at the sky outside the car window, not to mention, today is a rare sunny day in Yanjing in recent years, the sky has a light blue, although it is almost impossible to find if you don't look carefully.

"Do you have masochistic tendencies?" Han Zheng held the steering wheel with his hand and didn't look at Lin Bai, but this question poked Lin Bai's heart.

"Huh?" Lin Bai raised his eyebrows dangerously.

"If you don't like masochism, why do you have to stab yourself a few times?" Han Zhengcai was not afraid of Lin Bai's threatening gaze, and continued, "It's not that you don't know, I have camouflage equipment here......

The car was quiet, so quiet that even the small clicking sound of tires pressing against the dust on the highway could be heard, and there was no answer for a long time, Han Zheng took the time to glance at Lin Bai, and was startled by his gritted teeth.

"What's wrong?" Han Zheng asked.

What's wrong? Lao Tzu suddenly wanted to poke himself again! Lin Bai wanted to cry without tears, otherwise how could he say that people can't just stay at home, people have a narrow way of thinking about staying at home, and there are few ways to encounter problems, so why didn't he think of this trick?

Forget it, the knives are all inserted, and the people have lost weight, what do you want to do with this? Lin Bai is not a person who likes to regret, so many worlds have been tossed, and he has experienced the crisis of almost annihilation, he has long known the uselessness of regret.

But so many knives can't be taken in vain, looking at the face in the rearview mirror that was a little unfamiliar to him, Lin Bai suddenly had a bold idea......

"What do you want?" Han Zheng didn't get an answer, and asked again.

Lin Bai looked at Han Zheng, pursed his lips, and replied, "I'm thinking, you're sitting in the car, what should you do with the ghost on your shoulder?" Is it the head exposed, or is it ...... Squatting?"

------------ still owes nine hundred, and it will be paid off in half an hour-----------------------

When he should be ruthless to himself, Lin Bai will never be soft.

Hiding in the bathroom, taking off his clothes and putting them aside so as not to get dirty, Lin Bai took a deep breath and stabbed himself!

The knife was a high-quality saber provided by Han Zheng, and it pierced into the flesh as smoothly as a hot needle into wax, and blood spurted wildly along the blood tank.

Lin Bai pulled out his saber and watched the blood-soaked wound heal rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, there was no trace except for a shallow mark.

Reaching out and pinching his face, Lin Bai sighed, it wasn't enough, continue, plop ......

After stabbing himself seven or eight times in a row, he finally felt that it was almost over, Lin Bai took his autumn pants to wipe off the remaining blood stains on his body, put them away in a bag, put on the remaining clothes, and walked to the sink to wash his hands.

There was not much blood on his hands, and it quickly disappeared under the washing of flowing water, Lin Bai did not wipe his hands, brushed up along his hair, and looked at himself in the mirror.

It's good, I don't even know myself, I don't believe those shortbread people can recognize him!

Sure enough, Lin Bai, who had lost a whole weight, walked through the shortbread room easily, and no one recognized him as the dead fat man who kissed Jing Xiuyan.

It's just that after his body became thinner, his clothes were a little loose, so as soon as he came into contact with the cold air outside the terminal, Lin Bai couldn't help but shiver.

I wanted to take a taxi to leave, but I didn't expect that as soon as I walked to the side of the lane, the horn of a black Passat that had been parked there sounded, and the window slid down, revealing Han Zheng's handsome face.

"Get in the car. Han Zheng raised his chin.

Lin Bai was not polite to him, drove the co-pilot and got into the car, and threw the bloody clothes pocket on the back seat.

"What's the matter with me?" Lin Baicai didn't believe that Han Zheng, a busy man, was waiting here to be his driver, there must be something.

"I have a question for you. Han Zheng started the car, looked ahead, and said with a serious face.

"Tell me about it. Lin Bai put down the seat back a little, looked up at the sky outside the car window, not to mention, today is a rare sunny day in Yanjing in recent years, the sky has a light blue, although it is almost impossible to find if you don't look carefully.

"Do you have masochistic tendencies?" Han Zheng held the steering wheel with his hand and didn't look at Lin Bai, but this question poked Lin Bai's heart.

"Huh?" Lin Bai raised his eyebrows dangerously.

"If you don't like masochism, why do you have to stab yourself a few times?" Han Zhengcai was not afraid of Lin Bai's threatening gaze, and continued, "It's not that you don't know, I have camouflage equipment here......

The car was quiet, so quiet that even the small clicking sound of tires pressing against the dust on the highway could be heard, and there was no answer for a long time, Han Zheng took the time to glance at Lin Bai, and was startled by his gritted teeth.

"What's wrong?" Han Zheng asked.

What's wrong? Lao Tzu suddenly wanted to poke himself again! Lin Bai wanted to cry without tears, otherwise how could he say that people can't just stay at home, people have a narrow way of thinking about staying at home, and there are few ways to encounter problems, so why didn't he think of this trick?

Forget it, the knives are all inserted, and the people have lost weight, what do you want to do with this? Lin Bai is not a person who likes to regret, so many worlds have been tossed, and he has experienced the crisis of almost annihilation, he has long known the uselessness of regret.

But so many knives can't be taken in vain, looking at the face in the rearview mirror that was a little unfamiliar to him, Lin Bai suddenly had a bold idea......

"What do you want?" Han Zheng didn't get an answer, and asked again.

Lin Bai looked at Han Zheng, pursed his lips, and replied, "I'm thinking, you're sitting in the car, what should you do with the ghost on your shoulder?" Is it the head exposed, or is it ...... Squatting?"

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