When Feng Jing came to the scrap mill again, the fight inside had subsided, the corners of Lone Eagle's face were red and swollen, and the man who was held on the ground by the two had serum on his face. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Let him go." With a wave of the lone eagle's hand, the two strong men holding the man first glanced at each other, then looked up at the lone eagle, and saw that the lone eagle was serious, so he let go of the man under him.

The man under him struggled, stood up, walked towards Xu Aiyi, untied the rope that bound her, then tore off his shirt and wrapped Xu Aiyi's bloody arm in circles.

"Uncle Cheng." Xu Aiyi glanced at the man who was bandaging his arm and shouted.

Yes, that person is the one who was taken away by the lone eagle in Bangkok, Ah Cheng. At this time, when he appeared, Feng Jing fell into a predicament again, and looked at the display screen in a daze, could this be another scene, or has it always been the scene played by Xu Wei, Xu Aiyi and A Cheng? But why did they choose themselves as the audience?

Lone Eagle sneered, stepped forward and muttered while turning the camera: "If you can't move, you can move this, there's no way!" ”

After Lone Eagle's words were finished, the camera also turned, and the new picture was still a woman, with a convex and backward figure, which was even sexier. Obviously, she is much older than Xu Aiyi, and she is a legitimate, mature and plump woman.

Ahem, Lone Eagle coughed twice and said, "What's wrong, don't feel it?" ”

Hearing Lone Eagle's words, Feng Jing raised his head again and looked at the TV, he was first startled, and then shouted: "Lone Eagle, can't you be a man?" ”

That's right, the other woman on the screen is Yao Qian, who disappeared two hundred meters away, and her hands were tied to the back chair with back pressure at this time. But he is a mature, or rather smart woman, she was tied up quietly like that, without saying a word, even if she looked at Feng Jing through the video.

She whispered certain words in her heart, such as will he come to my rescue? Let's go, let's go! Ignore me...... But she still hoped in her heart that he could stay for herself, even if both of them would eventually die.

"Hehe, you're an idiot!" Lone Eagle sneered, turned around, and the saber stuck on Yao Qian's throat, "Give me the iron plate behind you." ”

Feng Jing's eyes didn't blink, he turned around and walked in the direction of the iron plate.

"Heh-" Lone Eagle sneered, glanced at Xu Aiyi, and said, "A man is still a man after all!" Mature and unhealthy are not the same, if you know that it will be used like this, you don't have to make so much trouble. Lone Eagle didn't say this to Xu Aiyi or Yao Qian, but to make fun of a "good person", a good person has too many shortcomings, for example, amorous is one of them.

After finishing speaking, Lone Eagle covered his red and swollen cheeks, and saw that Feng Jing was already standing on the iron plate, and with a wave of his hand, a strong man pulled down the electric switch.

Bang, with a bang, Feng Jing fell alive on the iron plate and fainted.

Yao Qian, who was tied to the wooden chair, still sat there quietly, without struggling or shouting, but her eyes were glazed, and then turned into droplets, sliding down her delicate cheeks and dripping onto her chiffon shirt.

Contrary to Yao Qian, Xu Aiyi pushed away Ah Cheng, who was holding his wound, and ran towards the door, and then his hands were pulled by the two strong men, letting him struggle.

……

When Feng Jing woke up, he was already on the operating table.

He shook his head to get up, but as soon as he moved, an electric current came from his wrist and struck him back again.

"Don't move." A woman's hoarse voice came from the left.

Following the hoarse woman's voice, Feng Jing saw Yao Qian with red and swollen eyes on the side, and called out weakly, "Sister." ”

"Why are you so stupid that you can't run!" Yao Qian sniffled and scolded him, but she was happy in her heart, even if the two of them could die for a while.

"I told you, I'll take care of it." As he spoke, Feng Jing's white lips grinned, revealing an ugly smile.

But Yao Qian smiled, lowered her head a little shyly, and then muttered: "Who wants you to be responsible." ”

"I'm sorry last night...... Ahem......"

"Stop talking, lie down." As soon as Yao Qian heard the cough, she raised her head sharply and interrupted him, "If you die, I will accompany you." Then her lips opened again, and the smile was so beautiful that it was almost as good as the sun shining on her face.

Feng Jing was going to apologize to him for what happened last night, but when he heard her say this, he didn't have any thoughts, even if he died like this.

Feng Jing, who calmed down, suddenly felt pain in his shoulder blade, turned his head slightly, and looked at his shoulder blade, only to see that a big hole had been dug in his shoulder blade, and his arm was almost broken. Ahem...... Feng Jing suddenly felt a little nauseous, coughed twice, turned his head, and looked around.

It's an office, twenty square meters, with a shelf on the wall with papers, and next to it is a desk and a chair......

Feng Jing looked at it aimlessly, and then said with deep feeling: "You say, will we die here!" ”

"Hey, you're still afraid of death!" Yao Qian laughed again, looked at his slowly healing wound, changed his mouth, and said as if he hadn't changed his words, "You're still going to die!" ”

"It's the day when everyone dies." Feng Jing stared at the ceiling as he said this, and after speaking, he tilted his head and looked at Yao Qian, seeking her approval.

Yao Qian didn't respond, her head lowered slightly, but after a while, she said, "Feng Jing." ”

"Huh?"

"I like you."

"Uh-"

Since she intersected with his ten fingers and walked on that long road, Feng Jing thought that she liked herself, but when she said it from her mouth, she couldn't help but be stunned and didn't react.

Hearing his surprised voice, Yao Qian raised her head, met his pupils, and said seriously: "I don't know why, since you saved me in the hospital that day, your figure has kept appearing in my mind...... At first, I wasn't sure that I was so much older than you, and I thought it was just because you arrested me at the time...... There is embarrassment that disgusts you, but ...... Just now...... I like you. ”

Feng Jing listened to Yao Qian's confession, and the picture that jumped to his mind was first that he grabbed his peak...... Then she made trouble at the police station, and then she held a gun to his head at Beichuan No. 1 Middle School......

"What about you?" Yao Qian saw that he was stunned, and asked the question he wanted the answer in his heart, "Do you like me?" ”

"Uh......" Feng Jing was still surprised, he hadn't thought that an ice beauty like her would confess to him.

"Huh...... I see, after all, I'm so much older than you. Feng Jing sneered, anxious for his age, he was seven years older, if he didn't die this time, how would he be relative in the future! Is it he who takes care of her, or is she who takes care of him.

"Yes, of course I do." Feng Jingxiang just came back to his senses and replied.

"Hehe, don't you think it's funny to trick someone who is going to die?" Feng Jing was silent for a long time and sneered.

"I didn't lie to you." Feng Jing said seriously, "You said that you are about to die, do you still need to deceive?" If you don't like last night, it won't save you. ”

Feng Jing got the question to the point, last night in order to drive away the cold on her body, he asked for half his life, if it weren't for the "do you like me" he asked, he would have left after that turn, but he still turned back.

Yao Qian naturally knew how he had done to save himself, and his face was even paler than now.

"Really?" She turned her sorrow into joy, but she still asked, and she asked him to answer in person, not a comfort before she died.

Feng Jing didn't finish speaking, his eyes were facing her eyes, and he nodded slightly.

Hey, Yao Qian grinned, smiled, and then responded to his words: "The day you die, I will accompany you." ”

Feng Jing grinned and smiled, without any sound.

There is no need for any sound, and before dying, silence is better than sound, as long as the separation of hearts is enough.

Maybe in that dream, the road that has been stretching all the way is no longer a helpless person, walking aimlessly......