No one could answer this question.

The people who came around were also at a loss, they were attracted by the unique smell of Han Ming's body, and at this time there was only one thought in their hearts, to split the people in front of them, so that they would have a full sense of happiness.

Han Ming also figured it out in an instant.

His face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly got into the car, locking the windows and doors tightly.

Outside the car, everyone's eyes became dark, and then they became manic and angry, in their opinion, Han Ming wanted to swallow that fragrance alone.

Some hands grabbed the door, shook the windows vigorously, and some raised rocks and threw them at them.

Han Ming sniffed the smell of his body in horror, he couldn't figure out now, whether it was a problem with Mingmei's blood, or what changes Yuan Wei's slut had made to the perfume, he grabbed the steering wheel tightly and wanted to start the car.

People outside also noticed this, and more than a dozen people surrounded the car, lifted the car, and flipped it neatly.

Han Ming was smashed inside, and what was even worse was that the perfume he put on his body was spilled, and the whole carriage was full of strong perfume smell, through the gap in the window, the ventilation fan was emitted, and the surrounding crowd became even more crazy, and countless stones, bricks, and sticks smashed into the window.

The windows were broken.

Everyone dragged Han Ming out, tore the clothes on his body, and tore his muscles......

Outside the crowd.

Far away.

Mingmei watched all this quietly.

Fanxing reached out and covered her eyes, "Beware of the long needle eye!" ”

Mingmei smiled.

Fanxing said: "What's the matter? He was very worried, many of those people were his alumni, as well as the surrounding vendors, who looked up and didn't see anyone who looked down, and he didn't expect such a thing to happen.

Of course, that perfume has the ability to demagogue, but the most important thing is the bright blood, he didn't expect that the bright blood would have such power, she is different after all.

Bright and silent, human beings are very beautiful, but they are also easy to provoke.

She took out her whip and tapped it lightly on the ground, and the frantic crowd froze, and the memories returned, and everyone looked at each other, as if they had just ...... It's crazy!!

Mingmei stretched out her hand and touched it in the air, and in everyone's minds, the memory of smelling the fragrance and wanting to kill was quietly erased.

in the crowd.

The only person who still retains his memory and is still bewitched by perfume is Han Ming.

In Han Ming's eyes, those crazy crowds were about to tear him to pieces, and he was resisting in horror, every cell in his body was in pain, and the pain made his face distorted.

He felt like he was dead.

The soul drifted far, far away, and then saw the light.

Mingmei asked him indifferently: "Perfume...... Is it fun? ”

Han Ming couldn't speak.

I saw it, Mingmei smiled contemptuously, and then snapped her fingers......

Han Ming came to his senses.

He was sweating profusely, his face was pale, and he looked around blankly.

The crowd was condescending, and the onlookers were watching the show, and all kinds of information kept reaching his ears.

"This guy is disgusting! I just writhed around on the ground, and my movements were disgusting. ”

"He's not going to be a drug addict, is he? His car is fragrant, and a big man still uses such a strong perfume, tsk! ”

"Maybe he's really taking drugs, I've heard that there are a lot of new drugs in the future, and he is likely to have hallucinated from taking drugs just now, otherwise normal people wouldn't be like this on the street, or at the school gate, the atmosphere brought is really bad."

Han Ming: "......"

He got up in horror and looked at himself, okay, alive, with no parts on his body.

Looking at the crowd again, it was still the same group of people just now, not so fierce, and there were many bricks and sticks around, all of which reminded him that what had just happened was true.

He looked again at the place where Mingmei was standing in his dream, and sure enough, he saw her, and she glanced at him indifferently and snapped her fingers.

Han Ming's blood froze.

When the siren sounded, Han Ming felt that the police uncle was really good......

……

Although everyone's memory of what happened at the gate of the university was erased, the surveillance camera completely recorded what happened.

And this time, the dough handled the video very well, and did not find any bright and starry figures in it.

Yuan Wei and Han Ming were both arrested, they hated each other so much that they recruited everything as soon as they confronted each other.

It's just that as for whose blood the last bottle of perfume was made of, both of them forgot Mingmei's name, and there was a feeling that they were familiar, but they couldn't say it or remember it.

Fang Huan naturally knew that all this was Mingmei's handiwork, but this matter was too inconsistent, and he didn't want his colleagues' three views to be completely destroyed like his, so he quietly disposed of any traces of Mingmei's existence, and no one had the slightest suspicion about Mingmei.

All perfumes were confiscated and destroyed, and all those who had ordered perfumes were held accountable by the police and the victims were notified.

So far, this "needle-piercing madness" case and the "perfume guilty" case implicated by it have been thoroughly investigated, and Fang Huan handed over Yuan Wei and others to the procuratorate for prosecution.

There was a little hiccup in between.

is a criminal suspect named Meng Kexin, one day after being taken into prison, suddenly in the middle of the night, inexplicably his hands and feet were broken, and someone saw a pair of heavy handcuffs and leg cuffs appear on her bed, and the handcuffs and leg cuffs disappeared not long after.

The police immediately sent Meng Kexin and her severed hands and feet to the hospital......

Later, someone saw Meng Kexin again and found her wearing a prosthetic leg, sitting in a wheelchair, and passing through the crowd.

The former school flower, now has a greasy and yellow face, a bloated figure, and a gloomy atmosphere.

It's just that no one sympathizes with her, after all, there is a human life in her hands!

……

The night in the city is getting cooler.

Yuan Wei was lying on the bed and suddenly woke up.

She has been beaten by Han Ming, tortured by beggars, and now she is imprisoned, and her spirit is very fragile.

When I woke up, I saw a white figure outside the cell.

She squinted her eyes for a long time, only to realize that it was not the person who was wearing white clothes, but a faint layer of light on her.

"It's you!" She recognized it at a glance.

She is a perfumer, her nose is very sharp, she can smell the blood on Mingmei's body, it is the woman he loves the most that Han Ming said.

Mingmei was silent, and her fingers were slightly open.

Yuan Wei felt that something was missing from her body, she shrunk inside, covered the quilt and shouted, "Who are you and what are you doing?" I didn't offend you, Han Ming gave it to you, I won't rob you. ”

Bright: "......"

Dough dumplings: "......"! Be a little expert in death!