Xiao Lingyun struggled to get up, but fell headlong on the haystack, he was surprised that his body seemed to belong to him at all, and he tried hard twice before he stood up with trembling legs like a newborn foal.

He knew he should look for a place to rest, so he staggered to the place where the ladder was, only to miscalculate the distance, and when he stepped on the nail rake, he was dizzy from the bouncing handle of the rake and fell to the ground.

He racked his brains and thought about where to hide, thinking that he could try his luck in the cellar of the barn. There will always be darkness there.

Struggling to drive his disobedient legs, he staggered and stumbled through the stables, occasionally bumping into the bars or stepping on the harness on the ground. When he reached the back door of the stable, the beam that could have been easily avoided gave him a blow to the head, and the blood was pouring like blood, and he was blinded in an instant.

At this moment, a helper from the stable walked in and asked Xiao Lingyun who he was. Hearing a familiar voice, he hurriedly turned around and asked for help. The moment he stretched out his hand to answer the question, he suddenly realized that the voice coming out of his mouth was no longer his own.

The sound of a pitchfork slicing through the air and stabbing hard followed, and Xiao Lingyun just wanted to block the attack. But he grabbed the long handle and pushed it hard, and the huge force knocked the helper directly into the stall. The other man let out a cry of fright and galloped out of the stable. Needless to say, he's looking for help. And Xiao Lingyun also took the opportunity to flee.

When Xiao Lingyun finally found the cellar, he first brought two large bags of soba noodles to block the entrance and block everyone's entry and exit, and then climbed into the depths of the cellar. His bare back was pressed against the earthen wall, blood was running down his cheeks, and he felt only pain and exhaustion. He habitually bent his legs and pressed them against his chest, only to realize that his thighs were four times thicker than before. He closed his eyes and buried his whole face in his forearm, trying to resist the desire to cry with shame, his body trembling slightly.

For a whole day, he didn't dare to sleep, carefully listening to the footsteps overhead, the sound of horses' hooves hitting the ground, and the sound of people chattering to each other, always worried that someone would open the barn door and find out about his existence, and at the same time, he was secretly glad for Yang Luxia's early departure, at least she would not be exposed to people because of this, and her life would be threatened.

Hearing Lu Qingyang's goddaughter walk into the apartment, the lights turned on and pulled Xiao Lingyun's thoughts back to the present.

Yan Xiaojing casually threw the key on the table in the living room. The light meal with "Temper Temper" was unexpectedly relaxed, and he also provided a lot of details about the car bomb ~ bomb case. Police found one of the modified pistols in the alley; Charunwang also mentions the Gris's dagger she pointed out to Gong Biased that day.

Officers from the Fight Crime Identification Bureau are conducting a technical examination of the weapons to see if fingerprints, fibres or other evidence can be found. There may not be much evidence on the gun, but there is still blood stains on the hidden weapon, and blood samples have been obtained for DNA analysis. Regarding the source of the bomb ~ bomb, the police believe that it is related to the fire fight of drug dealers. The drug dealers were keeping a close eye on their territory, and the Magnum Bar, where the accident occurred, had always been their gathering place, and there had been witnesses who had seen the Porsche parked behind the bar long before that.

She stretched and changed into her pajamas and shorts. It was another sweltering night, and I really hope the air conditioner in the room is not broken, she thought to herself, and turned on the small fan while laying out the sofa bed. Then, she poured some cat food for Xiao Qi. The latter ate the meal as if it were all gone, then ran to the glass sliding door and began to pace back and forth.

"Don't make a fuss this night, okay?" Looking at the stubborn Xiao Qi, Yan Xiaojing was a little helpless.

A bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, and Yan Xiaojing pulled the glass door shut and locked it. She hesitated for a moment before closing the door - the air seemed to smell particularly good that night, without the slightest rancid smell of garbage.

It's just that it's too hot outside.

She ran back to the bathroom, took off her contact lenses, and began brushing her teeth and washing her face to take care of her skin. She wiped her neck with a towel damp with cold water, the cold water slid down her skin, and she shivered and felt extremely comfortable, and then walked back to her room satisfied.

She frowned suddenly, and there seemed to be a very strange smell in the air, rich and bitter...... Tempt!

She returned to the sliding door and sniffed a few more times. The tantalizing smell relieved the tension in her shoulders a lot.

Immediately afterward, she found Xiao Qiduan sitting, calling briskly outside, as if welcoming a regular customer.

It's simply ...... She was speechless in astonishment.

The man who appeared in her dream was standing on the other side of the door at this moment!

Yan Xiaojing jumped up in fright and shook off the towel in her hand. The towel landed on the floor with a soft pop.

In the next second, the sliding door automatically slid open, and she obviously locked the door!

The man walked into her room, and the strong, seductive smell grew stronger.

She was terrified, but she found herself standing still, unable to move a single step.

His arrival turned her small room into a shoebox.

Oh my God, this man was tall and mighty, like a colossus, and the leather coat on his body made him look a little bigger. He must be nearly two meters tall, and his weight is obviously amazing, Yan Xiaojing speculated in her heart.

Wait a minute!

What the hell are you doing! actually figured out his body shape, could it be that he wanted to tailor it for him? Run, you should run away. Shouldn't you have run out of the door and run away with your life?

But now he is like a nymphomaniac, just looking at him blankly.

Outside, he was still wearing a biker jacket, two long legs wrapped in black leather pants, and a pair of riding boots with iron palms under his feet, walking like a giant Harley-Davidson knight.

Yan Xiaojing needed to raise her head to see his face clearly.

Oh my God, he's so charming.

He has a straight chin, full lips, a slightly bushy beard, and deep shadows on the sides of his cheeks. The hair was black and straight, combed from the front of the forehead to the back and down to the shoulders. The black windproof toad mirror perfectly enveloped his face, like an out-and-out killer.

Coupled with the aura of death that haunts his body, his identity as a killer is beyond question.

He smoked what appeared to be a thin red cigar, with the flame at the tip turning a bright orange as he puffed it out. He exhaled a puff of fragrant smoke that sinked into her nose, causing her body to relax immediately.

He must have come to kill himself, Yan Xiaojing thought to herself, although she didn't know what she had done so that she would be bought~ murder.