Well, if you touch it, if you don't touch it, you won't be pointed at by an electric baton now. Jiuya didn't hide it, and directly told Fuchen about her current situation.

"Meng Fuchen, since the orphanage, you have suppressed me everywhere, the matter has come to this, since I can't replace you, let's settle the accounts today!" Cheng Zhifei snatched Jiuya's mobile phone, and explained his purpose with Fuchenhe.

"Okay, let's make an appointment."

"Meng Fuchen, are you kidding me? Do you still need to make an appointment? Your possessions, your women are here, come on! Why don't you dare? Or are you not unfamiliar with all of this at all? How about I help you destroy it? Cheng Zhifei's morbid side was undoubtedly revealed, threatening the floating dust, while constantly pressing the electric baton switch in his hand, making a sound and scaring Jiuya.

"Okay, give me an hour and I'll rush back." Fuchen heard the sound of electricity, but he couldn't hear Jiuya's voice, and he had already made up that Jiuya was tied up and corona, so he could only buy time and deal with Cheng Zhifei.

"An hour is too long for me to wait, and if you can't be here in half an hour, I can't guarantee what I'll do to her."

"Then you kill her, half an hour is impossible."

"Are you really so ruthless? Huh, did you hear that? Your fiancé asked me to kill you! He is good to inherit this hotel! Cheng Zhifei first thought that he had misheard and wanted to confirm it again, and then said to Jiuya with a sneer.

"Don't worry, I'm fine at the moment, if you can rush back, you can catch up, if you can't come back, it's impossible for him to really do anything to me if he is angry with you."

Jiuya felt that Cheng Zhifei was just jealous of Fuchen, and the electric baton was only used to scare herself, and she was not really electric, she might be scared once or twice, and she should listen to it too many times.

"You know again?" Cheng Zhifei glared at Jiuya viciously, and then continued to say to Fuchen, "You can come and collect her body, an hour is enough for me to do a lot of things." ”

"I hate your sixth sense so much, I think you can see through everything!" Cheng Zhifei hung up the phone and kept approaching Jiuya with an electric baton.

"Let's have something to say...... Jiuya herself regretted it, her mouth was happy for a while, and she died quickly.

Jiuya retreated step by step, looking for Cheng Zhifei's flaws, and died under the electric baton like this, it was too embarrassing.

"Where else do you want to run?" Cheng Zhifei forced Jiuya to the window.

"If you take one more step, I'll jump! Anyway, you let Fuchen collect my body, I should always have a choice how to die! Jiuya looked at her own situation, didn't do it, didn't stop it, and stood directly on the windowsill.

Jiuya also has a fluke mentality, in case the shopkeeper downstairs sees him on the windowsill, he is enthusiastic, thinking that he is going to commit suicide and help him call someone, he will be saved.

"This is the second floor, you have to die to be called hell."

"What, do you look down on the second floor of my house? Downstairs there were people who fell to their deaths. ”

"Would you be willing to die? Do you know what death looks like? ”

"You say this as if no one had ever died! I've left here, often brushing shoulders with death, car accidents, falling objects, cancer, and I've definitely had more near-death experiences than you! "Jiuya is like a few treasures, and when she almost died, she was able to talk for a few days.

"So you're a poor man, too...... Come down. Cheng Zhifei put down the electric baton, sat on the sofa, waved his hand to Jiuya, and motioned for her to come down and chat.

"Huh...... I'm standing here pretty well. Jiuya sat on the windowsill and looked at Cheng Zhifei with a dusty face.

"Is floating dust good for you?"

Jiuya is mentally prepared, Cheng Zhifei may tell his own story, and may explain why he is pretending to be floating dust, but he didn't think about it, the first sentence he opened his mouth was, he actually asked if floating dust was good for him, how to answer this.

"What? He's not good for you? Cheng Zhifei saw that Jiuya didn't speak for a long time, and continued to ask.

"Do you like floating dust?"

"Why do you think that?" Cheng Zhifei was disturbed by Jiuya's words, and anyone could see that he was jealous that Fuchen was better off than himself, and everything he did was just revenge for Fuchen's bullying of himself in the orphanage.

"It's just an illusion, you can't get the floating dust and turn yourself into him, ask him everything, and don't hesitate to let yourself die." Jiuya analyzed Cheng Zhifei's intentions.

"It was an accident, I resigned myself to being a sinner, but I got this box, and this box satisfied everything I had." Cheng Zhifei said, taking out the box like a small coffin.

"What accident?"

"Do you know how I got out of the orphanage?"

"Because of the fire in the orphanage?"

"No, I set the fire." Cheng Zhifei didn't hide it at all, and said very calmly that the fire in the orphanage was done by himself.

"Why? Many people died in that fire. ”

"I know, but they're making me cruel step by step!"

Cheng Zhifei suddenly broke out, rushed to the window, dragged Jiuya off the windowsill, and pressed her to the ground.

"Let go of me!" Jiuya's hands were strangled by Cheng Zhifei, and she tried to kick Cheng Zhifei's legs with her feet, but unfortunately, her strength was too small, and her legs were also controlled.

"You'd better not move, or I'm going to ruin you."

"I have something to say, I don't move, I don't move." Jiuya has watched a lot of TV series, but when she really encountered this kind of thing, Jiuya was at a loss, it was too embarrassing for the two of them to look at each other, especially Cheng Zhifei's face that he was using now.

"I'm not as good as him compared to Fuchen?"

"I've seen you once, I know that you're not as good as floating dust, and I don't know about you." Jiuya turned her head to look to the side and said euphemistically.

"When your aunt and grandmother went to the orphanage to choose someone, it was the first time they saw us, why didn't they choose me."

"Otherwise, I'll ask for you, and you let me go first." Jiuya has already made up her brain, Cheng Zhifei and Fuchen fell in love and killed each other, it must be Fuchen chosen by his aunt and grandmother, which made him resentful, burned down the orphanage, and wanted to pretend to be Fuchen many years later.

"No need to ask...... Because I am the son of a murderer, I have a rebellious bloodlust in my genes. Cheng Zhifei let go of Jiuya, like an insecure child, huddled beside the sofa with his knees hugged, only revealing a pair of eyes.

"There are some things that will be very tiring to hold back your heart, if you are willing, you can say it, although I can't help you, but I can give you some advice or something."

"Would you like to hear it?"

"Hmm." Jiuya nodded, but she was already ready to call the police at any time.

"The reason why I went to the orphanage was because my father was driven crazy and hacked to death, my grandfather, who was addicted to alcohol and domestic violence, and my mother, who came forward to persuade me."

Jiuya was speechless in shock, thinking that it was a mistake and accidentally injuring passers-by, but she didn't want to be a relative, but Cheng Zhifei's subsequent words made Jiuya's three views refreshed.

"My grandfather was addicted to alcohol, gambling, domestic violence, beat my grandmother to raise a mistress, no one cared, and my father avenged my grandmother, as far as a thousand people pointed out, and was even betrayed to death, I was sent to an orphanage to know, it turned out that my mother used to be the secretary of my grandfather's company, and the company went bankrupt to marry my father, and the media showed no mercy at all...... "Cheng Zhifei collapsed and cried like a child.

Jiuya put away his mobile phone, sat down next to Cheng Zhifei, patted him on the back and comforted him.

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