Who is he? Song Zhengyang
"This plan is allowed by the master." Meng Chixi opened her mouth unhurriedly, looking at his face changing little by little, she couldn't suppress the curvature of her lips with a smile.
"Why do you think I can leak your news?"
"It's the master's default~"
It was Ji's default plan, her original intention was just to find someone to destroy Chen Xiaoruan first, and then kill him, but she didn't expect the master to add fuel to the fire and use this person thoroughly.
The gun in Song Zhengyang's hand, the trigger couldn't be pressed no matter what.
His world is reshaped by Ji, and his faith is also given by Ji.
His life was even saved by Ji.
He is not qualified to lose any temper with Ji.
But...... His little girl...... People who are clearly unrelated end up leaving the dirty world in this way of dying.
"Song, Song Zhengyang...... Don't you remember me......"
"I'll love you for the rest of my life."
"Song Zhengyang, I'll wait for you to come back."
……
The girl's voice echoed in his head, over and over again.
He had a pair of red eyes, his eyes were gloomy and violent, and the gun in his hand was aimed at Meng Chixi, who was slowly propping himself up.
"Poof-" The bullet from the silencer gun, sinking into the flesh, made a sound.
Meng Chixi's whole person fell directly to the ground, covering her thighs, her teeth chattered in pain, and blood kept flowing out from between her fingers, she couldn't howl out in pain, she could only endure it.
Because now on top of their heads, it's probably all police.
"Song Zhengyang!" Meng Chixi gritted his teeth, with hatred in his eyes.
Song Zhengyang squatted down, and the aura on his whole body, from the previous darkness to the current rage, was like a general who had just gotten off the battlefield, and his body was wrapped in a chilling bloody aura.
He didn't speak, reached out and grabbed Meng Chixi's wrist and pulled her hand over.
Meng Chixi struggled, his hand movements were forceful, and he wanted to struggle away.
She didn't expect Song Zhengyang to be so crazy.
It was she who underestimated a perverted madman like Song Zhengyang.
"Bang-"
"Shhhh
The thick smell of blood covered everything up, and she began to be afraid.
"Song, Song Zhengyang...... You can't kill me! I do what my master wants! ”
Song Zhengyang lifted his eyes to look at her, his eyes were cold, the muzzle of the gun was stained with her blood, against her chin, pushed up, and his voice was hoarse and gloomy: "If I don't kill you, I can also make your life worse than death." ”
"Poof-" is the sound of a knife inserting into the flesh.
Meng Chixi couldn't hold back this time, cold sweat broke out from his forehead, and he cried out in pain.
But Song Zhengyang just looked at her coldly, and as soon as the knife was pulled, blood gushed out and shot on the mud wall.
Who is he?
It was Song Zhengyang, the one who tortured and killed dozens of women.
Meng Chixi panicked completely, struggling to crawl back, the yellow dirt making her extremely dirty.
But she didn't dare to stop.
Song Zhengyang watched her move, and finally stretched out his leg and stepped on her ankle and ran it down heavily.
"Ahh
The ankle appears to be cracked.
The scarlet in Song Zhengyang's eyes became thicker and thicker, and he had this feeling again...... The thrill of killing.
He stretched out his thumb and wiped the blood on the knife, and the cold light moved slightly.
"That's the one who said all that nonsense, right?"
He pinched her chin, with great force, Meng Chixi's eyes were full of horror, and in his pupils, the knife was getting closer and closer.