Will he be able to go back to see him? Perhaps her amnesia is also a story, and she is a child who believes stories to be true. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

But where else could he go? I can't even see her again.

Feng Jing glanced at his hands, sighed lightly, and closed his eyes.

At some point, he fell asleep, and slept deeply. He had a dream in which he was walking on a road that stretched endlessly. He walked very tired, but he couldn't sit down and rest, or he couldn't stand up again, and his body lay on this endless road. He didn't want to, he didn't want to die like that......

A stick stabbed Feng Jing in the abdomen, and when he opened his eyes, he saw three people surrounding him and scrutinizing him.

At this time, it was already completely dark, but in this bustling city, even a pair of ordinary eyes could see the identities of the three people who surrounded them, the three garbage abandoned by this bustling city.

The mouths of the three of them closed one by one, but Feng Jing didn't understand what they wanted to say, looked at the three of them suspiciously, and stood up sideways. But as soon as he stood up, a homeless man came up and tried to push him.

No matter how fast the push is, in Feng Jing's eyes, it is a frame-by-frame projection. Feng Jing's hand was raised, grabbed the homeless man's hand, and threw it to the side, and the blood rushed out and sprinkled on Feng Jing's body - the homeless man's arm was torn off by Feng Jing alive.

Feng Jing looked at the arm he was holding in his hand and was stunned for a moment, and then threw it to the side, looking frightened.

The homeless man with his arm ripped rolled on the ground, the blood rushing to subside, and then his body blackened and dried up. He was surrounded by a layer of black qi, which was eating away at his flesh.

In a few moments, the homeless man dried up completely, turned into powder, and dissipated in the wind.

The other two homeless men sat on the ground, supporting each other and crawling forward, staring at Feng Jing in horror. They were so frightened that they lost the ability to walk, crawling on the urine smelling of water.

Feng Jing looked a little demented, he was already a lot less panicked, after all, this was not the first time such a thing happened. He looked at the homeless man who had dissipated into the air, only to see that the black gas that had swallowed the homeless man's flesh and blood had grown much larger, and then slid along the floor tiles to his feet.

As soon as the black gas slipped into his body, he disappeared, or rather dissipated like a vagabond. But Feng Jing shuddered involuntarily, and then, his mind began to blur, and he didn't listen to the call, as if he had also been invaded.

Feng Jing shook his head, trying to sober himself up. But it was useless, the more he tried to sober up, the more blurred his mind became, and his body walked towards the two homeless people crawling on the ground without obeying the call. Is he going to do it? He's killed two people and killed a hundred fish.

Feng Jing pulled back vigorously to make it no longer move forward, but his steps still walked forward one by one. His body began to tilt, but he leaned to forty-five degrees, and he did not see it fall, and his steps were still moving.

The bustling city has never had darkness, and it is not normal under this bridge. One of the homeless men saw Feng Jing's eyes bulging out, his teeth cracked, and he fell asleep with a hideous expression.

When the other homeless man saw that his companion had fainted, he no longer supported him, let out a roar, and ran along the riverbank.

Listening to that hysterical roar, Feng Jing's leaning body couldn't help but tremble, his eyes were white, and there was no bloodshot. Standing up straight, the corners of his mouth twitching to the sides, he looked at the homeless man who was staggering along He An. A dodge, a figure mixed in the light rushed towards the homeless man, only to see the figure pass through the homeless man's body, standing in front of the homeless man, slowly turning back with a wicked smile.

The figure passed through the body of the homeless man, and the homeless man immediately stopped moving forward, his eyes widening. Before the homeless man could look down at his body, he saw the homeless man sigh, and his body turned into powder and dissipated in the wind.

When Feng Jing turned around, the homeless man had turned into powder. Then, Feng Jing's body couldn't help but tremble again, and when he stopped, the corners of his mouth twitched to the sides again, his eyes were wider than just now, and it looked like the demon had gone to the next level.

When Feng Jing walked towards the sleepy homeless man, the black gas that had slid down from his body had slipped into the homeless man's body. By the time he came to the homeless, the homeless had already dissipated in the air.

The surging black gas slipped back to Feng Jing's body along the floor tiles. His body trembled again, but this time his face did not become more hideous, but quieted down, like a pig that sleeps when it is full, shaking its body and falling asleep.

Feng Jing fell to the ground like that, but he didn't feel any pain, like a living dead, now dead, and he didn't even have his breath.

In spring and summer, the tropical sun rises early, with its enchanted sunshine, sprinkled on the earth, waking up the sleeping people.

The sunlight pierced Feng Jing's eyes, and he tried to open them, but found that his eyes seemed to be glued and he couldn't open them. Don't look away, raise your hand, rub it, and barely open it. When I looked up at the morning sun, I don't know when all the good things began.

"Why am I lying here? I killed three homeless people? Feng Jing muttered, got up, looked around, and discerned the difference between dream and reality.

If it wasn't a dream yesterday, then why didn't you feel hungry? Feng Jing touched his stomach and wondered. Isn't it to eat four homeless people? Thinking of this, Feng Jing's face showed a look of horror, and his eyebrows frowned slightly.

After thinking about it for a long time, he ended up caring about him, shook his head, and walked along the riverbank.

Revenge, do you still need revenge? Maybe Xu Aiyi's amnesia is a hoax, but this scam is set up too big, and her life is used as a gamble.

It can't be a scam. Feng Jing didn't want to believe it. He had nothing, including Xu Aiyi, all that was left was the eyes that guarded him beside the bed. He can only survive if he prefers to believe that it is not a hoax.

He walked along the riverbank, and the river became his direction, to find a man known as the dragon, and this was his destination.

A man and two women walked out of Suvarnabhumi International Airport and stood outside the airport, looking up at the bustling city.

"Uncle Shi, where can I find Brother Jing?" Su Rong twisted her head back and looked at Liu Haidong, who was still watching.

Obviously, Su Rong has no interest in this bustling city. With a restrained face, she just wanted to find her brother Jing as soon as possible, everything had nothing to do with her.

Liu Haidong retracted his gaze, stretched out his hand to pat Su Rong's small shoulder, and said, "Let's stay first, there is news that Xu Dong will be notified, don't worry, it will be fine." As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Lan Yu on the side, "Let's go, go to the Mengtian Riverside Hotel." ”

The three came to the side of the road and stopped a taxi, Liu Haidong walked forward in a big way, twittered a bunch of English, but the driver didn't understand a word, and asked: "You are Chinese, just speak Chinese." ”

Uh-Liu Haidong hesitated for a while, looked back at the two girls behind him, both covered their mouths and laughed, and complained to the driver: "If you can speak Chinese, you have lost your face." Open the back door to let Lan Yu and Su Rong get in, and shouted to him, "Don't laugh." ”

Lan Yu and Su Rong are two naughty children, and the more they are told not to laugh, the more they laugh. Helpless, Liu Haidong had no choice but to let the two of them continue to laugh and slammed the car door as a punishment for the driver.

The driver looked back at the car door, it was a heartache, his eyes stared at Liu Haidong in a daze, and he was angry when he spoke.

When I arrived at the Mengtian Riverside Hotel, I paid the fare, dragged my luggage, and was about to walk towards the hotel when I heard a loud bang behind me.

Lan Yu and Su Rong looked back, only to see that the taxi that was five or six meters away had fallen apart, and the driver looked embarrassed.

Liu Haidong glanced at Lan Yu and Su Rong, who looked back at him, shrugged his shoulders, flattened his mouth, and said, "Don't look at me like that, who told him to lose my face." With a flick of his head, he walked into the hotel.

Lan Yu and Su Rong glanced at each other, smiled helplessly, shook their heads, and followed Liu Haidong in. Fortunately, the flight attendant's coffee was poured on him and the plane was not dismantled.

Sabotage, that's what he's capable of!

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