"It's just the two of us, and even if I eat you, no one will see it." Jefferson laughed.

Li Ling also smiled: "Do you still eat people?" Haha, you're so funny. ”

"You're such a cute little thing." Jefferson's hand had hooked Li Ling's shoulder. Her body shuddered as she felt a strong chill attack her nerves.

Li Ling tried to twist her shoulders to remove Jefferson's hand. Instead, Jefferson grabbed her by the shoulder.

"I guess we'd better go back." Li Ling whispered, "It's too dark here, let's go back now." ”

"Don't worry, little thing." Jefferson called Li Ling a little thing, a title that made her feel uneasy.

"We'll be able to go back soon." Jefferson's voice was like icy water, blowing through the dim night with an eerie cold mist.

His hand was slowly retracting, and Li Ling slowly leaned towards his body along with his arm.

"Don't do that, I think I should go back." Li Ling brushed Jefferson's hand away.

Jefferson pushed her to the concrete railing that surrounded the river. His cold fingers ran over Li Ling's cheek, then slid onto her slender neck, pinning her long, slightly curly hair behind her ears.

"Your neck is so beautiful." Jefferson seemed to be saying gentle love words, but Li Ling was so cold that she shivered slightly.

He exhaled a cold breath and slowly pressed his lips to Li Ling's face.

"Let go of me." Li Ling pushed him hard, trying to break free of him. But Jefferson was too strong. He pressed his entire body against Li Ling's body. Behind Li Ling are hard concrete pillars and rivers.

She shook her head, and Jefferson's mouth slid down her neck.

When the struggle was ineffective, Li Ling saw a figure running towards them at the speed of the wind, which was really incredible.

The shadow grabbed Jefferson's shoulder, then opened his mouth angrily and bit Jefferson's shoulder.

Jefferson screamed in pain, turned around and kicked the figure out of the way.

The figure slammed into the trunk of a tree, and many of the leaves were shaken down.

Li Ling looked at this qiē in horror, and her hands clutched the railing behind her. In the dim light, she could see who the figure that had bitten Jefferson was.

That's Tan Yu! A Tan Yu she had never met. His body was much stronger than usual, and his muscles bulged like balloons. There was a heat of anger from his body, like smoke coming out of his clothes, and then slowly rising.

Although his handsome cheeks remained in their original shape, his eyes were full of murderous aura. Even, his eyes were glowing a faint green light.

"Damn." Jefferson looked at Tan Yu cursed, the pain in his body made him dare not get too close, "What are you?" ”

His voice was full of disgust, and the pain on his face indicated that his injuries were severe.

Tan Yu didn't reply, just supported the ground with his hands, and then raised his head and screamed.

Jefferson must have realized something. He took a few steps back in horror, his body trembling as if he had been hit hard.

Tan Yu stretched forward and yelled at Jefferson again. Jefferson then left angrily.

He was gone in the blink of an eye.

"Tan Yu." Li Ling saw the direction in which Jefferson had disappeared, then let go of her hand and took a few steps out.

Tan Yu's anger had slowly subsided, and he had regained his old self. Yes, he's still a handsome boy.

He sat down against the roots, panting and weak. Maybe it was the impact that had just injured him.

Li Ling squatted in front of him and looked at him distressedly: "Are you okay?" ”

He bit his lip and nodded.

"Do you want to go to the hospital? Your face is pale. Li Ling asked him.

He shook his head, a wry smile on his lips.

His face was indeed very pale, and the white was a little frightening. Even in such dim light. His skin was still like a glowing wall, lifeless white.

For a moment, Li Ling thought that he might be dying, and her beautiful eyes began to condense tears.

"I'm fine." Tan Yu comforted her weakly.

"Are you really okay?" , she really regretted that she came out with Jefferson. She should have stayed in the hotel obediently, or obediently went home to sleep, instead of fantasizing about some romance.

"It's really fine." Tan Yu deliberately raised his voice a little more to convince Li Ling that he was indeed fine. Even though he did feel bad now, he didn't want Li Ling to be frightened.

However, there are some things that cannot be controlled.

Nanyue and Li Shimin waited anxiously in the office.

Suddenly, the phone rang, and it was Li Ling calling.

Nanyue took the phone and pressed the speakerphone.

"Nanyue, come here on Binjiang Road." Her voice was horrified, somewhat similar to the night Li Laidong and his wife were killed.

Nanyue tried to speak to her, because Jefferson had given her an order not to talk to Li Ling. However, she discovers that Jefferson's orders have failed. Because she successfully talked to Li Ling.

"What's going on?" When she said this, not only her, but even Li Shimin was surprised.

"Tan Yu has an accident, on Binjiang Road, come over quickly." Li Ling was already crying.

Nanyue and Li Shimin rushed out of the office. And they did. They left the office lightly, no longer under Jefferson's orders.

It's weird. That's right, it's weird. Why did Jefferson's order fail?

Both were puzzled. They quickly walked into the parking lot and left the hotel.

The cold streets didn't hinder their speed, and it took almost half the time of their normal speed to reach Binjiang Road. and soon found Li Ling.

However, they were stunned by the scene in front of them.

Li Ling was very excited when she saw the two of them, she rushed over and took Nanyue's hand in a panic, pointed to the dim night and said in a crying voice: "Nanyue, Nanyue, you see, Tan Yu, he seems to be dying." ”

Fear passed through her eyes and fell straight on Nanyue's face. It was a face of utter shock.

Nanyue and Li Shimin both subconsciously took two steps back. Li Ling was stunned.

"Save him." Li Ling cried and begged, "Send him to the hospital quickly." ”

"We are powerless." Li Shimin forced himself to compose, but his eyes were full of killing, deeper than Nanyue's killing. He forced himself to compose, but the fear and anger of his memories kept him at bay. His fists clenched, his gaze fixed on the dim night ahead.