Qin Lang, you are a demon, if you dare to hurt your sister, I will not let you go!

The blood-colored mandala was in mid-air, gritting its teeth and scolding.

I have to say that the female killer, who is already in a very good figure, is so excited, and she sets off her beautiful figure to the fullest.

Qin Lang patted her shoulder and pushed her back slightly.

Buzz!

Yes!

The blood-colored mandala cried out miserably.

In my heart, full of hatred and a strange emotion that cannot be controlled, are rapidly intertwined.

After a long time, wait for Qin Lang to let go of his hand.

The blood-colored mandala was already overflowing with fine sweat on his forehead, in a trance, and confused.

Where is she?

Remember the URL

What just happened?

It's as if the whole person took off with a whoosh.

Gyro, you're not lightly ill, you have to continue to be treated!

Qin Lang patted his shoulder twice and shook his head with a sigh.

Demons?

He liked it.

After all, it is still very rewarding to be able to give such praise to a female killer who kills people without blinking.

Time passes minute by minute with a buzzing sound.

With less than fifteen minutes left in the countdown, there was a knock at the door.

Here it comes!

Qin Lang smiled, he pinched the meter, and it would take an hour to drive from the bureau to his residence according to the normal driving speed.

As a result, after deducting Chen Ziqi's wasted time, it was more than ten minutes ahead of schedule, so you can imagine how fast Chen Ziqi, who has always enforced the law impartially on the road, drove fast!

I'm afraid that even the car god nicknamed the keyboard of Akinayama can't reach it!

Qin Lang untied the bow on the hook, clamped the blood-colored mandala around his waist, and threw it on the floor of the living room casually, before opening the door unhurriedly.

Chen Ziqi was dusty and anxious, and as soon as the door was opened, he rushed in with a panicked face.

At first glance, she saw the blood-colored mandala that was absurdly tied to the ground, and quickly took out the Nepalese saber and attacked and killed Qin Lang.

Tut!

Qin Lang couldn't help smacking his tongue, obviously there was no blood relationship, but Chen Ziqi was as stubborn as the blood-colored mandala.

I want to kill people at every turn.

Peng!

He lifted his foot and kicked it over.

The Nepalese saber fell in mid-air, Chen Ziqi covered the position where he was hit by the (yin) leg with his hand, and fell to the ground in pain, cold sweat broke out on his painful forehead, how can you be so shameless?!

Qin Lang approached step by step, and when he saw that Chen Ziqi wanted to snatch the Nepalese saber, he immediately raised his foot and stepped on his palm.

Yes!

Ten fingers connected to the heart, Chen Ziqi screamed in pain.

Bastard, let go of my sister! You let go of her!

But Qin Lang turned a deaf ear, stepped on Chen Ziqi's palm, squatted down, pinched Chen Ziqi's delicate chin with his hand, and said with a sneer, Did you not understand the situation? Or were you carried away by anger?

Even the third-ranked killer on the killer list was tied up by me, and you want to kill me too?

Chen Ziqi pursed the corners of his mouth and didn't say a word, just looked at each other angrily, and his eyes were spewing fire!

Qin Lang didn't care, and said to himself, anyway, you are also a captain in the bureau, and there are a lot of cadres under your hands, right?

What's going on? I'm coming here alone today without a helper, do you look down on me, or are you worried that your distressing sister's identity will be exposed?

Chen Ziqi and the Scarlet Mandala, one has a bright future in the bureau, and the other is doing the insidious thing of killing people and earning bounties in the dark.

In other words, it is difficult to guess the relationship between the two.

Of course, Qin Lang, who knows the plot, has to be excluded.

He showed a warm smile on his face, and the words he said were stinging Chen Ziqi's heart, don't you always want to bring me to justice? Yes, I think it's quite suitable now, or I will turn myself in, just be taken away with such a beautiful female killer, maybe I can be a pair of outlaw mandarin ducks.

Chen Ziqi wanted to get up excitedly, but his palms were stepped on, his chin was pinched, and he could only shake his head in pain, don't, you can't do this!

Why? Qin Lang had a strange expression, haven't you always enforced the law impartially and wanted to uphold justice? Why, when it comes to your own relatives, you have become so selfish?

I was wrong, I was really wrong, I'm sorry, please let her go, you can get revenge on me as much as you want.

Chen Ziqi covered his face on the ground, and tears welled up in his painful eyes.

The reason why she has been pestering Qin Lang so much is caused by her experience when she was a child.

Until now, the murderer who hurt her relatives has not been found!

How do you make her not angry, how can you want to see those who have clearly committed crimes and get away with it continue to run rampant?

She wanted to get to the bottom of the matter, to know the truth.

But everything is based on having nothing to do with Qin Lang.

Now Qin Lang is holding a blood-colored mandala in her hand, which is a relative that is more precious than her own life.

Nothing she says, she can't be hurt in the slightest!

The justice that Chen Ziqi adhered to in his heart, under the stimulation of Qin Lang, was like a broken glass, and it was a mess.

There were tears falling from the corners of his eyes, and Chen Ziqi cried, not about the heartache of ten fingers and hearts, but ashamed of his own actions.

She kept saying that she wanted to arrest Qin Lang and enforce the law impartially, but when it came to the body of the Scarlet Mandala, she became selfish.

It's a blow from the heart!

In this round of competition, Chen Ziqi lost, and he lost completely!

You let her go, I'll stay!

Chen Ziqi took a deep breath, then raised his head, with tears still hanging from the corners of his eyes, staring at Qin Lang stubbornly.

Qin Lang turned his head and looked at the blood-colored mandala on all fours on the ground.

No, don't hurt my sister, I've killed too many people, I'm guilty, I'll stay!

Not to be outdone, the Scarlet Mandala moved to the ground, trying to move this way.

Sisters, you and I, are all vying to stay.

Qin Lang had a feeling inexplicably, not knowing if it was right or not.

Chen Ziqi may really be trying to save the Scarlet Mandala out, but the Scarlet Mandala crawls so the ground, no matter how you look at it, it looks a bit like a precursor to the onset of the disease.

This thing is addictive?!