"I can't help you." Lu Yu didn't plan to let her go, he took off the belt and held it in his hand, and the metal buckle of the belt flashed with a light, "Read it on Sister Can's face, discount." ”

Jiang sometimes clenched his teeth, the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense, and he still had to pretend to be calm on his face, "Do what you say?" ”

"Of course."

She couldn't feel the sounds around her, and there was a burst of tinnitus, and Lu Yu moved her hand unceremoniously.

In the past, Zhao Feng taught his subordinates to be like this, beating with belts.

Lu Yu learned the essence.

……

Jiang sometimes curled up on the sofa, motionless, and gently raised his arm, the wound on his arm suddenly tore and hurt, and he could smell a smell of blood.

Lu Yu fastened the belt, and his anger disappeared by half: "Jiang sometimes, does it hurt?" ”

She was in pain, her lips were white, her blood was gone, her forehead was full of cold sweat, she didn't say a word, stubborn and arrogant.

Lu Yu looked at her with hatred: "You still don't give in after all this is done?" ”

Jiang sometimes insisted: "Give me something, my sister's thing." ”

"It's stubborn." It's all like this, and I don't forget to ask him what information to take.

Lu Yu thought for a while and said, "I can give it to you, but what to do, I don't want to let you go yet." ”

"Lu Yu, are you fooling me?"

"One report and one report, what did you do to me in the first place?" Lu Yu's face was condensed with cruelty, "Dirty." ”

Jiang sometimes sneered, and his eyebrows were filled with tenderness: "I never said how clean I was, but at least, I was cleaner than you." ”

Although tender, Lu Yu read the mockery in her eyes.

"Then we will go to hell together."

Jiang sometimes snorted and struggled to get up from the sofa, Lu Yu disgusted to see her injured, and threw the suit on her: "Put it on, don't be discovered, otherwise...... I don't mind making a copy of the original and sending it to Zhao Feng. ”

Lu Yu still left beforehand, seeing that she was too lazy to do anything about her injuries, since she didn't know each other, let her suffer a little, just a flesh injury, and she would heal after a while.

After all, she is just a little girl, there is no threat, and she can't make any waves if she hands over the information to her. Why, because he knew that she was afraid of death.

Very afraid.

……

After he left, Jiang sometimes rested for a long time, and walked out of the private room with his coat on, the wound on her body was too painful, and she walked slowly against the wall.

Walking to the corner of the side hall, there was a tall man standing not far away, the man's face was solemn, and he fell on her with sharp and hidden pity.

"Jiang sometimes."

"Zhou, Zhou Chen......" Jiang sometimes seemed to feel it, and when he raised his head to look at him, his blood immediately stopped circulating, and his whole body was cold.

The most afraid, the most afraid of this situation let him see.

She shrank back, her white hand clutching the yellow envelope and froze.

There was also a man standing behind Zhou Chen, and the man was holding a cigarette and asked, "Damn, this is the person you are looking for?" Is makeup so ugly? Really a student? No wonder my subordinates didn't recognize it, who would recognize it dressed up like this! ”

Jiang sometimes: "......"

She blinked, ignoring the strange man's disgusted words in the second half, and later, she reacted a little incredulously, listening to what the person meant, Zhou Chen seemed to come to her?

Zhou Chen approached her, his tall figure shrouded her, and an inexplicable sense of security surrounded her, he said, "Where are you going?" ”

Jiang sometimes: "Huh? ”

The little girl who was still hitting him in the afternoon was in rags at this time, and her thin body was obviously wearing a man's coat, she blinked, and her originally bright and bright eyes were gray at this moment.

She also feigned calmness.

Zhou Chen didn't ask her why she was injured, but her eyes under the glasses were unusually cold.

His tone was heavy, as if he had a thousand pounds of weight: "Jiang sometimes, there is no next time, there is absolutely no next time." ”

Jiang was sometimes stunned for a while, looking into his eyes, the heart in his chest was about to jump out of his throat.

Next time......

When she came back to her senses, she asked, "Teacher Zhou, don't you have classes in the afternoon?" ”