"Sister, you go up first, don't rub it in." Yuan Mengmeng pushed Song Yiyi and stuffed the person inside.

When facing gangsters, don't fight them head-on, even if it's a good weapon, don't think that you can fight, the consequences are often unbearable.

Song Yiyi didn't say anything when she refused, she went in, and at this time, only she was faster, which was the real help to Yuan Mengmeng.

So she endured the pain and climbed up with difficulty.

Yuan Mengmeng looked at the door, swallowed his saliva, sweated in his palms, and clenched the kitchen knife in his hand.

The door was silent, and it was as quiet as if there was no one outside, and the noise just now was gone.

"I'm coming up, you come up quickly." Song Yiyi was very fast and shouted below.

"Bang-" Before her words fell, the furniture against the door fell to the ground, and Yuan Mengmeng was so shocked that she screamed.

"Ahh

In the dust, Song Zhengyang walked in from outside, stepping on broken wood chips.

Finished.

These two words came to the minds of the two girls.

"Come up!" Song Yiyi shouted.

Yuan Mengmeng was so frightened that her legs were weak, and she couldn't move at all, and her crying voice sounded in this room: "I, my legs are weak......" She is just a very ordinary girl, and she is already very scared in the face of the vicious gangsters who have more than a dozen lives.

Song Zhengyang looked at her soft face, licked his lips, mockery appeared in his eyes, and the knife in his hand tightened a little.

"Hello, little girl." He smiled coldly and walked over step by step.

Yuan Mengmeng trembled and clenched the kitchen knife in his hand and aimed at him: "Don't, don't come here...... I—I have a knife. ”

"My boyfriend...... Yes, it's the police! He'll be back soon, and I advise you to run! It may be that the name of the road was mentioned, which gave Yuan Mengmeng some confidence, she straightened her back and pretended to speak calmly.

Unexpectedly, this sentence angered Song Zhengyang opposite.

He restrained the smile in his eyes, and the cold ferocity in his eyes set off in his eyes, staring at her, and the voice of his heart's desire to kill became louder and louder.

He believes in the saying that all beings are guilty, Ji told him that if he is guilty, he should be sentenced to atonement, is Yuan Mengmeng guilty?

Yes.

In his eyes, all those who caused Chen Xiaoruan's death are guilty.

He won't let it go.

His little girl's life has ended before it has even begun, for people like him, for a wicked person like him.

In that case, then simply sin to the end.

Song Zhengyang began to laugh and didn't walk over, but the knife in his hand was already aimed at her.

At the mouth of the alley in the distance, the sound of the police's car has been heard, and the name of the road is running, running harder than all the races he has participated in.

The wind was getting louder, and it looked like the rain was about to fall.

......

"Whew-"

"Whew-"

There were two sounds of the same sharp weapon sinking into the flesh.

One was Song Zhengyang's knife pierced into Yuan Mengmeng's body, and the other sound-

"Heh~" Song Zhengyang tilted his head and looked at Song Yiyi standing behind him, his eyes were cold.

Song Yiyi gasped, her eyes were red, her hands held the scissors tightly, and with all her strength, she pressed the sharp blades of the scissors a little more.

She couldn't stand by and watch the girl who put herself in danger in order to save her.

Song Zheng raised his eyebrows without frowning, raised his elbow, and hit Song Yiyi's chest hard.

Blood gushed out from the wounded area.

Yuan Mengmeng leaned against the ruined earthen stove, with horror in his eyes, a knife stuck in his chest, and blood gushing.