With a "bang", the door was closed.

Yang Hong gasped, and with some difficulty against the back of the door, his arms were covered with green muscles, his face was even more hideous and terrifying, and the tidal wave of killing intent in his heart made him almost crazy.

"Damn, isn't it already well, why is it still coming back."

With a hoarse and annoyed voice, Yang Hong took a few deep breaths, staggered to the living room, and opened the desktop computer placed on the computer desk.

With both hands tapping quickly on the keyboard, he entered a foreign website, and after some complicated operations, the screen flashed in front of him, and a delicate, sexy blonde appeared on the screen.

Through the camera, the two saw each other, and a strong surprise emerged in the blonde's beautiful eyes.

"Dear Yang, you finally contacted me."

Soft, resentful words emanated from the speakers, in authentic London English.

Looking at the blonde girl on the screen, Yang Hong couldn't think of anything else, and forcibly suppressed the killing impulse that kept rushing into the cranial nerves, and said in a trembling voice: "Serena, I'm having another seizure." ”

Selina, the resentful blonde, heard that her face changed slightly, and she looked at Yang Hong carefully, and her voice immediately became as soft as the wind.

"Dear Yang, don't worry, relax, relax. You imagine walking by the sea, stepping on the soft sand, the cold water lapping your feet, and the sea breeze blowing on your face. ”

Taking a deep breath, Yang Hong tried to enter the scene depicted by Selina, but he couldn't do it, and the scene of Bai Shuyao blocking bullets for herself and dying in front of her once again appeared in her mind.

"I want to go back, I want to kill all the terrorists, I want to avenge Shuyao."

A low roar like a tiger roaring came from Yang Hong's mouth, the muscles of his whole body bulged, as if he was about to tear the clothes on his body, and his whole body was like a wooden barrel full of gunpowder, as long as a little spark, he could explode, and his eyes were full of tyrannical bloodshots, like a fierce Siberian tiger, exuding a bloodthirsty light.

The faint smell of blood diffused again, and even a whirlpool of air was generated around him.

"No, you can't go back."

Serena hurriedly comforted softly: "If you go, all the treatment I gave you before will be in vain." ”

"I'm going to kill all those beasts, and I'm going to avenge Shuyao."

Yang Hong's eyes suddenly turned red, and an invisible wave of qi burst out, and a vase two meters away was blown to shake, and the murderous aura made people shudder, and in the tone, there was no previous trill, but an indescribable indifference, which made people tremble when they heard it.

"Dear Yang, you are too nervous now, they are all dead, there is no enemy, you should enjoy life now, you need to vent now."

As she spoke, Serena straightened up proudly, reached out and stroked it gently, and a seductive voice came out of her throat, trembling like a dream: "Dear Yang, I miss you so much now, I miss your strong body, I like you to treat me as rough as a beast." ”

With a flush on her cheeks, Serena put one finger in her mouth and said charmingly: "I remember the last time I was on the balcony of my house, ah, dear Yang, you are so strong, too powerful." ”

In the face of Serena's charming and enchanting temptation, Yang Hong's indifferent and bloodthirsty expression wavered, but it was only a flash.

"Serena, I'm going to kill them, I'm going to get revenge."

Serena on the other end of the video sighed softly in her heart, Yang Hong's mind was the most determined person she had ever seen in her career, and it was precisely because of this that his war syndrome was also extremely poisoned.

But on the contrary, Yang Hong is not addicted to drugs, self-harm, or even suicide like others, but can still control himself extremely.

He now just wants to kill the enemy to take revenge, and he doesn't want to kill innocents indiscriminately, which is already a miracle in Serena's eyes.

During the three months of treatment for Yang Hong at that time, Serena was deeply exposed to the world deeply buried in the heart of this oriental man.

Desolation, confusion, self-blame, and endless sorrow.

In the process of trying to slowly uncover his heart, Serena gradually indulged in that emotion as if she was taking drugs, and it was even more unprecedented, and for the first time, she had a super-friendly relationship with her own patient.

Although Serena kept comforting herself that it was just an extraordinary means to treat his illness, as the most authoritative psychiatrist in the UK and the youngest doctoral supervisor in the field of psychological medicine, how could she not know that she was really addicted to him, whether it was spiritual attraction or physical obsession.

"Dear Yang, they are all dead, do you remember, you killed them with your own hands. You have already avenged Shuyao. Serena quickly pulled herself out of her emotions and continued to speak softly

"Yes, they are all dead. I killed him with my own hands, and I also caught the leader of the group of terrorists and slashed his head with my own hands, and the blood spurted out like a spring."

Yang Hong's face was hideous to the extreme, like a demon crawling out of hell. The scarlet eyes flashed with an indescribable evil spirit and forest, but soon, the voice trembled again.

"Hehe, but what's the use of that? Shuyao is still dead, she died to protect me, she didn't have to sacrifice, I couldn't do anything at that time, the damned person should be me,"

Yang Hong was laughing, laughing non-stop, tears running down the corners of his eyes, his facial muscles twitching, and his eyes were full of remorse and madness.

"Dear Yang, none of this is your fault."

Serena's heart tightened, but her eyes were still as gentle as water: "Shuyao is willing to save you with her own life, just to let you live well, if you are like this now, Shuyao in heaven will also be sad." ”

Hearing that Yang Hong's emotions were about to get out of control, his heart trembled suddenly, and a trace of reason appeared in his eyes.

Seeing the subtle changes in Yang Hong's expression through the camera, the nervous Selina was happy, as long as she found a flaw, she could take advantage of the victory to chase and stabilize Yang Hong's mood.

"If only I had been around him, I could let him vent all his emotions on me."

Thinking of the previous intense and refreshing feeling that made people feel like they were falling into hell, Serena's body felt a little soft, and a strong urge surged in her heart.

A flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and a bold and exciting thought came to her mind, so that she could divert Yang Hong's attention, and maybe it would have a miraculous effect.

"Dear Yang, Shuyao definitely hopes that you can live happily, let us forget our sorrows and pains, and fly to the clouds of happiness together."

Glancing stupidly, Serena stretched out her hand and slowly took off the clothes on her body, and in a blink of an eye, the clothes on her body were completely removed, and the delicate body made any normal man feel blood gushing when he saw it.

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