Jiang Jiu was stunned for a moment, watching the blood on Wen Xili's hand wet his entire wrist in an instant, her eyes were red, and she struggled like crazy.

Wen Xili kicked back, the blade stuck in his finger bone, unable to pull it out, and the man quickly dropped the knife and stepped back, letting out a soft chuckle.

Wen Xili turned around, protected the ginger wine behind him, and looked up at Ling Zihan who was standing not far away.

He was dressed in white and black pants as always, his body was clean, and the expression on his face was warm and elegant, no different from when they first met, but the back of his white hand was stained with the blood that had just splashed out of his palm, and that little bit of blood made his warmth stained with evil energy.

"Jiang Jiu," Wen Xili looked at Ling Zihan, but his voice was to Jiang Jiu, "I'm fine, you be quiet." ”

Jiang Jiu looked at the palm of his hand deadly, tears were already falling in her eyes, she didn't want to see him hurt for her anymore......

"I'm fine." Wen Xili tore open his shirt, tore a piece of cloth from the hem of his shirt, and wrapped it around the wound in a few strokes, "This little injury will be healed in a few days." I'm not a scarred physique, don't worry. ”

Jiang Jiu's chest rose and fell violently, and she endured her crying, her struggle gradually quieted down, and in the room, the sound of the chains gradually became silent, only the sound of the waves not far away kept churning and coming into her ears.

"The police will be there soon." Wen Xili looked at Ling Zihan, his eyes were as sharp as a blade, "You can't escape." ”

Ling Zihan chuckled lightly and took a step back, he wiped the blood from the back of his hand, as if he was extremely disgusted, "Wen Shao, you always, earlier than I thought. ”

Wen Xili didn't pay attention to his words, he looked at Ling Zihan and asked, "Why did you hurt her?" ”

"I hurt her?" Ling Zihan seemed to have heard some funny joke, and laughed softly, "I'm for her good, she'll know sooner or later." You're the one who hurt her, Wensiley, look what you've done to her when you come back?! ”

Wen Xili glanced at ginger wine out of the corner of his eye, his expression was calm, he observed Ling Zihan's expression, and said, "You are crazy." ”

poisoned Han Ping, and caused a car accident to kidnap Jiang Jiu, imprisoned people here, and caused a storm in the city, and even thought it was for her good.

This person is not in his right mind.

"I don't know if I'm crazy or not, but I know that you're the most damned." When Ling Zihan said the last word, his tone was already stained with a trace of resentment, and his expression on his face was slightly distorted, and he said word by word, "If I kill you, she will be free." Wen Xili, you might as well die eight years ago if you become like this. ”

Wen Xili's face did not change, and he gently raised his chin, "You come." ”

He wanted to see how this man could kill him.

"Wen Shao, don't you know what the electrodes attached to her temples are for?" Ling Zihan suddenly chuckled, with a somewhat feminine and treacherous tone, he spread out his hand and showed him the button held in his palm, "I just need to press it-"

Ginger wine's painful scream suddenly sounded behind him!

Wen Xili's face changed, and his muscles tensed.

It will keep emitting electricity and stimulating the brain...... It hurts, I've tried it, and I can't help it. He chuckled cruelly at him, took out a Mitsubishi knife from his pocket, and pointed it at Wen Xili, "What should you do, Wen Shao?" If you dare to turn around, I'll kill you, we're so close that you can't dodge my attack. ”

Wen Xili glanced at him, turned around without hesitation, took the ginger wine that was convulsing in pain into his arms, and ripped open the electrodes that were glued to her temples.

I don't know how many times she was tortured, but when the extremely strong electrodes were torn open by his hands, a few pieces of her skin were torn off and peeled off, glowing with charred black.

It only took him a second to complete this action, and between the lightning and flint, Ling Zihan had already pounced on him, and he was just about to raise his hand to block his attack, when he saw him short, dodged his fist, and stabbed at the fragile neck of ginger wine in his arms!

He actually came to kill ginger wine!

Wen Xili's eyes contracted violently for a moment, the fist that was swung out could not be retracted, and the ginger wine was held in the other hand, he subconsciously pounced forward, and pressed the ginger wine on the bed, and with a "snort", the Mitsubishi knife in Ling Zihan's hand stabbed him in the back.

The intense pain covered his eyes with a layer of blood mist, the knife did not retract at all, almost piercing his back and chest, if he hadn't blocked this knife, Ling Zihan's action could have almost cut off Jiang Jiu's entire neck!

Ling Zihan slowly pulled out his knife, stood behind him and let out a chuckle, he said in a low voice, "Wen Shao, why are you as stupid as you were eight years ago?" Guilty of the same stupidity? ”

The Mitsubishi knife cut two holes in his body in one go, and Wen Xili had seen the power of this knife to bleed, and knew that holding the wound could not stop the blood loss, so he simply stopped caring about it. He slowly sat up from the bed, looked at Ling Zihan not far away, and asked, "What did Han Ping say to you?" ”

"It's nothing." Ling Zihan's slender fingers played with the blade, and said lightly, "Just tell me some details from eight years ago." I didn't expect you to fall under the same trick twice in a row. ”

Wen Xili narrowed his eyes: "You really want to kill her." ”

Ling Zihan's eyes flashed slightly, his gaze fell on Jiang Jiu, he took it back, and said lightly and seriously: "It's better to die than let her live in your shadow alone." ”

"She's not your toy," Wincy said, "and you're not qualified to dictate how much she likes someone." ”

In the air, the sound of helicopter propellers circling could be heard, and it was the police helicopter coming.

Ling Zihan fell silent, he glanced at the two people opposite, then dropped the knife in his hand and slowly walked out of the room.

Wen Xili turned around and looked at the pale face of ginger wine on the bed.

His eyes softened, he raised his bloodstained hand, stroked her face gently, and then tore the scotch tape from her mouth for her, and said in a low voice: "Be good, don't be afraid." ”

There was sticky blood flowing down his lips, Jiang Jiu couldn't make a sound in fear, his mind was blank, her hands were locked, there was no way to help him wipe the blood from the corners of his lips, her eyes were like two glass beads that were frozen, and she didn't even dare to look at the blood that was constantly flowing out of his body......

Until Wen Xili slowly, he collapsed and gradually collapsed on top of her.