Chapter 309: The Wasteland

Because the butterfly understood it, when it faced this look, it shivered, and a chill rose from the bottom of my heart.

In fact, when Liao Yingchen came to ask Butterfly to help Mo Lin that day, she once showed a hint of such a look, but she quickly covered it up at that time.

Even a wolf has a gentle side to cover its fang, and that's because it asks for you.

Butterfly used to feel a pang in her heart, so she didn't want to meddle in her affairs, she just wanted to stay away from this woman, everyone could be safe, and the well water would not interfere with the river water. But, apparently, she was wrong.

She knew that Liao Yingchen wanted her life.

If a person doesn't want to live herself, then she probably won't let others live happily.

However, Zhuang Yousheng will never allow it.

She watched them fight to the death in front of her, and her heart was very anxious, but the person couldn't move, and the whole lower body seemed to be no longer hers. She could only scream there with all her might. No one knows how frightened butterflies were at that moment.

Originally, Zhuang Yousheng was tall and strong, and it should be easy to subdue Liao Yingchen, but Butterfly obviously felt that Zhuang Yousheng was very physically exhausted, as if he was struggling. However, Liao Yingchen gradually began to gain the upper hand. Butterfly suddenly realized that it was Zhuang Yousheng who was shot, and he didn't know where he was shot. His face grew paler, a dead pale.

The butterfly's fear deepened.

The butterfly saw that her eyes were split, tears came out of her eyes, and in the frenzy, she reached out and touched around, trying to find her mobile phone, making a call to the police, and finally found her mobile phone, but her whole hand trembled and did not obey the call at all. At this time, she felt that Liao Yingchen was pointing something at her, she didn't have time to care about it, but she still saw clearly, it was a black hole with a barrel, cold.

Liao Yingchen grinned and said: Wuji, don't worry, we have been good friends since childhood, and we will go on the same road if we die. Don't dislike me!

Zhuang Yousheng pounced on her from the side, hugged her, and the two of them rolled to the ground, the terrain was uneven, and the mountain road was narrow, a few were not controlled, and the two of them rolled down the hillside together, without even making a sound, and suddenly disappeared in front of the butterfly's eyes.

The mountains become unusually quiet. It's as if nothing had happened just now.

The butterfly was stunned for a moment, but suddenly screamed: There is a life......

The mountains were silent, and under the dim street lamps, there was a dead silence. There was no sound at all under the hillside, no matter how hoarsely Wuji shouted Zhuang Yousheng's name, but no one responded at all.

She dialed the police while struggling at the same time, and I don't know where a force came out, and she actually pulled the lower half of her body out of the stuck car seat, but before she could climb out of the car, a heart-rending pain quickly made her unconscious.

In a trance, she didn't know where she had been, and she felt that the whole person was floating like a leaf, passing through the wasteland, the other side of the wasteland, vaguely familiar, but she didn't want to go, she chose the opposite direction, under the sky, the gray area-

As I walked, I found myself in a deserted town......

It was only long after the butterfly fainted that someone discovered the car accident that had occurred on the mountain. It was a car going down the mountain, and the people inside were very frightened when they saw the scene, and they called the police as soon as possible.

Judging from the scene, the scene was very messy, and even a little shocking.

Apparently it was not a simple car accident, for there was a large pool of blood on the ground that stretched down to the bottom of the hill, where two people, a man and a woman, were lying in an east-west direction. He was disheveled and bloodstained.

The woman had been killed on the spot because her head had been hit by a sharp stone in her temple, and the blood was dark red and had congealed when she found it. The man was also hit in the head, but he still had vital signs, but he was angry, and he was shot in the calf, but fortunately he didn't hit the joint.

When the butterfly woke up, Zhuang Yousheng was still unconscious in the intensive care unit. Doctors said that he had been hit on the head and that no one knew when he would wake up or if he would wake up.

When Butterfly learned the news, there was silence for a while, and no one knew how sad and desolate her heart was. During the entire half month in the hospital, Butterfly barely spoke, except for the police who asked her to record a statement, she did not say a word. Gao Ruohan has been with her, but no matter how Gao Ruohan persuaded her, she didn't speak.

Zhi Kite was just a little concussion, and he got better soon, Gao Ruohan took him over, and asked someone to arrange to take care of his diet and daily life at home, as soon as Bi Lin heard about this, he immediately asked for leave from Huawu Ting, and looked at the butterfly, the butterfly was listless, and Bi Lin was not a taste. So I went home to help take care of the kite first.

So he asked him, "Father?"

Bi Lin coping indiscriminately and said: Dad, he's sick.

The kite is a smart child, and after asking once, he doesn't ask again.

The police quickly closed the case, the case was simple, and the butterfly was a witness to the scene. This is a murder case, the murderer also illegally possessed a pistol, the gunshot wound on the man's leg came from this pistol, the pistol was not far from the scene of the crime, and after inspection, it was an illegally smuggled pistol. The murderer was killed on the spot.

Soon, another group of uninvited guests came to the hospital: reporters.

The media reported that a well-known painter was attacked and fell into a coma. Whether it is a love murder is still under investigation.

Gossip, like catkins in spring, are disturbed and fluttering all over the sky.