Feng Jing spent the night in the ruins five hundred meters away from the private building, as for how he lived, he didn't have much impression, he was like a drunk drunkard, tired, and fell asleep. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When does the sun rise? Maybe it's just the law of nature, but Feng Jing still doesn't know. He lay under the low wall to be demolished, and when he opened his eyes, the sun was already shining on his ankles.

Standing up, he glanced up at the scorching sun that was leaning in the air, and finally his gaze fell on the private building. He walked to the alley of the Minlou with the last glimmer of hope, at least she should bring him breakfast, right? No, without her own true qi, she would freeze to death, and then turn into nothing.

His steps became faster and faster, but his mood became heavier and heavier, and this heavy mood caused him to forget that he could move in space, as if Lin Xiaomin had become his woman, and he couldn't see her die in pain.

There was a Honda business car parked outside the alley, and the people in the car had already come down, squatting in the corner and lighting a small cigarette, smoking with a special taste. One of the smokers saw Feng Jing running over, patted his companion beside him, the cigarette butt squeezed on the cement slab, stood up, squeezed it with his toes, patted some soot on his body, and greeted Feng Jing.

Feng Jing ignored the two of them, and walked straight through the two people side by side, running towards the alley.

"Mr. Feng, don't worry, Miss Lin Xiaomin is safe." The stronger man turned around and shouted to Feng Jing, who was about to jump into the alley.

Hearing this, Feng Jing immediately stopped on his heels, and then disappeared at the entrance of the alley.

Before the two young men in suits and leather shoes could react, they saw the body of the young man who shouted rise, and Feng Jing's jet-black hand appeared around his neck. Feng Jing showed no mercy, maybe he was killing chickens and monkeys, pinching his fingers, his throat bone made a crisp sound, and then the young man who shouted his nose twitched, and the whole person went limp.

As soon as Feng Jing's hand was released, the shouting young man fell from his hand and collapsed to the ground motionless. When Feng Jing turned around and walked towards another young man in a suit and leather shoes, the young man shouting behind him turned into powder, and dissipated in the air with a breeze.

The other young man watched the shouting young man disappear in front of him, his eyes were glazed, he didn't care about Feng Jing who came forward at all, and he didn't have the energy to pay attention.

"Where is Lin Xiaomin?" Feng Jing's magic hand stretched out to the young man's neck, and the young man stood motionless in front of Feng Jing, his neck was gently pinched by Feng Jing's magic hand, without any resistance, but he also did not answer Feng Jing's question.

"Let me ask you, where is Lin Xiaomin?" Feng Jing bit the root of his teeth, forced a step forward, and his fingers also went up with a force.

Uh-uh-the young man reacted, leaning back, his hands tugging at Feng Jing's fingers.

Feng Jing saw that the young man couldn't speak, so he pulled his hand forward, and then pushed it again, pushing the young man to the ground.

The young man was lying on the ground with one hand and stroking his throat with the other, panting desperately.

"I count to ten, one, two, three, four......"

"Leave, leave Bangkok, is, are flying to Beichuan." The young man gasped as he continued.

"Damn it." Hearing the young man's words, Feng Jing was stunned at first, and then shocked the young man and grabbed his neck again, "Send her back quickly." ”

The young man coughed twice and fell asleep. As soon as Feng Jing's hand was released, the young man fell to the ground.

Feng Jing looked up at the sky, let out a long breath, and sat on the ground with a depressed face, letting the scorching sun shine.

The plane couldn't fly back, and even if it flew back, Lin Xiaomin couldn't be saved, and the true qi in her body had been exhausted.

Half an hour later, Feng Jing stood up blankly, his eyes dizzy. Glancing at the young man who had fainted on the ground, he lifted his feet, stepped past him, and walked towards the alley. His stomach was not hungry, he had just eaten a live person, and he didn't need Lin Xiaomin to deliver food. As for the person at the moment, Feng Jing still let him live, and he was already able to control the black evil qi. But she didn't have the ability to take it back, so she lost her life.

At dusk, it rained heavily and the sky was overcast.

The young man awoke from the lapping of the rain and opened his eyes with his head sideways. Suddenly, he suddenly got up, looked up at the dim sky, and then scanned his surroundings.

The cell phone in the car kept ringing, and the young man, who had recovered from the panic, opened the car door, jumped in, and grabbed his phone in front of the car window, just as he was about to press the turn button. The young man hesitated for a moment, threw the phone back in front of the window, got into the car, drove the car, and drove through the raindrops in the direction of the ruins.

The car drove more than 200 meters, and an identical Honda business car drove in front of it. When they met, the car in front of them suddenly stopped and stopped, and the people in the car poked their heads out and shouted to the cars that were far away.

Instead of stopping, the car stepped on the accelerator and drove forward, as if the car behind it was a debt collector.

fuck you, this sentence came out of the stopped car, and then the car drove forward, in the direction of the private building.

The Honda van stopped at the entrance to the alley, the door opened, and an umbrella came out of the car, followed by a brand new leather shoe, but unfortunately it got into the water. fuck you, a rude word mixed in with the crackling rain, it seems not worth mentioning.

Feng Jing sat against the wall, his eyes closed, and let the rain flow on his body. The fuck you rang into his ears, and his eyes suddenly widened, looking at the rain in front of him. Look for death. Feng Jing muttered, frowned slightly, and disappeared in the corner of the wall.

Bang, there was a loud bang, and the roof of the Honda commercial vehicle was recessed. The two young men in the front row of the car glanced back, and the umbrella in their hands slipped out of their hands. On the roof of the car lay a young man scolding fuck you, and above the young man was a kneeling Feng Jing.

Feng Jing looked at the two people who came out of the front door with hatred, stood up slowly, and walked towards the two of them step by step in the car, like a kind of deterrent.

"Don't you want to save that girl?" The young man who came out of the passenger seat was more shrewd and pulled it on Lin Xiaomin.

"You killed him, and I want you to pay for your lives." As soon as Feng Jing's words fell, his right hand pinched the shrewd man.

The shrewd man struggled to catch his breath, but his consciousness was not ambiguous at all: "Female...... Girl...... Not dead. ”

Feng Jing's expression hesitated, and then became vicious, and his index finger, middle finger, and thumb slowly fell into the throat of a shrewd man, as if killing it was a kind of teasing.

"I'm not dead, how can I not be dead, without my true qi, how can I not die for two days." Feng Jing's face became hideous.

She ...... Girl...... She's not really dead, we just heard her screaming. Another young man said timidly.

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