Zhao Ke had something in his heart, and he didn't pay attention to who was behind him for a while, and at this time, he was slapped on the shoulder, and the person didn't look back, and he fell over-the-shoulder with his backhand.

"Ahh

With a scream, I saw a white group flying in front of Zhao Ke in front of him, as if all time was frozen, and a pair of eyes around him stared at the woman flying in the air.

The hanging white dress, the fluttering long black hair, with a little bit of freedom and informality in the mess, like a fairy.

Especially the pink lace exposed to the air, the black blades of grass loom on the edge of the lace, from the aunt to the child, all of them can be seen clearly.

"Bang...... Boom ......"

With a loud bang, everyone subconsciously closed their eyes, and then looked at the woman lying there with big characters on the ground, grinning hoarsely in pain, spreading her hair, stretching out her hand and grabbing it in the air a few times, and then the whole person curled up, from beginning to end, he couldn't even say a word, obviously he was choked enough.

"You!"

After seeing the woman in front of him clearly, Zhao Ke was stunned, and suddenly a little surprised, and hurriedly stepped forward to help the woman up, but fortunately, he was just a conditioned reflex just now, and he made an instinctive move, and he didn't use enough strength.

Otherwise, with his current strength, those lying on the ground are either crippled or corpses, but even so, this time it is enough to choke.

I saw Zhao Ke helping the woman up, obviously her consciousness had not yet recovered, but her black hair, with her white face like mutton fat, and exquisite facial features, made many people present feel secretly distressed.

is a good goddess, she was actually treated violently like this, and even some people couldn't bear it anymore and began to scold Zhao Ke.

"You're sick, even women are beaten, yes, what about you, where do you put your claws, let go quickly." The man who spoke was a middle-aged man who was almost forty years old, wearing big pants and a small vest, and walked out.

Although he was accusing Zhao Ke, his eyes were staring at the chest of the woman in Zhao Ke's arms, and his obscene little eyes couldn't help but think of Fang Cai's pink lace, and he felt that the dantian was on fire.

Seeing that the woman in Zhao Ke's arms seemed to have fainted, Fan Jian's eyes lit up, and he seemed to see some opportunity in his obscene eyes, and stepped forward and said:

"How come young people nowadays don't even have any morality, it's really ...... Girl, you fell and hurt, is there anything wrong, don't do it on the ground, get up quickly. ”

Fan Jian said and stretched out his hand to pull, seeing this, Zhao Keyi frowned, hugged the woman into his arms, twisted his body, blocked Fan Jian's hand with his body, looked at the middle-aged man coldly, and said coldly: "Get out!" ”

How hard it took to do it himself, Zhao Ke knew better than anyone else that the woman in his arms was just dizzy, and it would be good to rest for a while, and he didn't need anyone to help him at all.

"You!"

Fan Jian's face changed, and he was furious in his heart when he was stared at by Zhao Ke's sharp eyes, so he simply took a step forward, retreated into the crowd, and shouted: "It's shameless to be so arrogant and arrogant, everyone, come and see, you're a hooligan." "Some people who don't know the truth, after hearing Fan Jian's words, really thought that someone was playing hooligan, but I saw that there were more and more people, the condemnation was getting louder and louder, all kinds of foul language, scolding everything, and even some people couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to step forward and pull Zhao Ke away.

Suddenly, there was a mess around him, and many people gathered around, both men and women, with a burst of cynicism, and blamed Zhao Ke for being a hooligan when he held people in his arms.

Someone even took out his mobile phone and prepared to shoot a video, and the messy noise and accusations made Zhao Ke more and more impatient.

Especially Fan Jian himself, standing aside, did not dare to step forward, but hid in the crowd, constantly cursing and inciting the crowd.

"Yes, it's him, playing hooligan in public, and now he still holds people and doesn't let go, this kind of person should be killed."

Zhao Ke turned his head and stared at the middle-aged man for a long time, and the gloomy eyes made the middle-aged man feel hairy all over his body, and he didn't know why he always felt hairy in his heart.

"It hurts!"

At this time, the woman in Zhao Ke's arms gradually woke up, rubbed her head and looked up, and was suddenly startled, and her professional instinct instantly made her choose to protect her hand on Zhao Ke.

"What are you going to do?"

The woman's reaction surprised everyone, but she continued: "I've never seen a boyfriend and girlfriend quarrel, what do you see, let's disperse!" ”

"......"

As soon as I heard about the relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend, a few people who wanted to come up to help before suddenly looked a little embarrassed.

"Phew, show affection on the street, think you die quickly."

Fan Jianjian couldn't see the good show, so he couldn't help but curse and quickly mixed in the crowd and left.

"Let's go!"

Seeing that the people around her were scattered, the woman took Zhao Ke's hand and walked out, until she walked out of the hotel for a while, she didn't stop, rubbed her head, and said, "You're too ruthless." ”

Zhao Ke glanced at the injury on her head, and after it was fine, his face turned dark, and he turned around and planned to leave.

"Alas, alas, you fell me so hard, and I helped you out of the siege, and you didn't even say an apology?"

"Don't shoot me from behind next time."

Zhao Ke paused and said without looking back, he hated that others appeared behind him, and he hated others patting him on the shoulder.

"Then don't go, how is your illness, I told you last time, the way to sleep in the coffin is not bad."

The woman hurried to catch up, and it seemed that she was not angry at all because Zhao Ke made a move on her, but was more concerned about Zhao Ke's condition.

This woman's profession is a psychiatrist, named Wang Na, who is also a well-known psychiatrist in the local area, and the reason why Zhao Ke sleeps in a coffin is her attention.

However, I only went a few times before and after, and then after the illness stabilized, I stopped going.

I didn't expect to meet here today, and there was such a big misunderstanding.

"There are so many people who are responsible for you just now, you haven't gotten sick yet, it seems that your illness has indeed recovered, so let's make an appointment to go to my place for a diagnosis."

"Don't go!"

Zhao Ke said directly, not because of the high cost of treatment, but because he couldn't stand being treated like a guinea pig and let people observe and observe.

"It's okay if you don't go, you leave me an address, I'll go to you if I have nothing to do."

Although Zhao Ke coldly refused, Wang Na didn't seem to give up like this, pestering Zhao Ke to ask for the address.

Zhao Ke was so angry with her that he told him the address of his hotel, and then said goodbye to Wang Na and left.

"The Heavenly King covers the tiger, the Jade Emperor ......"

Fan Jian hummed a little song, walked out of the market, and did not forget to put two cucumbers on a stall where he bought vegetables before leaving, and ate them deliciously.

Thinking of Fang Cai, in the noodle restaurant, Fan Jian couldn't help but feel that his blood was boiling, and he had a feeling of self-expansion, and he planned to write about it and publish it on his Weibo when he went back.

But after thinking about it, thinking of the pair of white and tender long legs and the touch of pink lace, Fan Jian felt itching in his heart again, and cursed secretly: "Bah, cheap, good cabbage, I have to go to the pig arch." ”

Fan Jian walked and walked, and suddenly saw the corn planted in the field on the side, his eyes lit up, he looked left and right, there was no one around, so he tiptoed in, put two corns on his hand, and when he turned around, he saw a person behind him.

"You!"

Fan Jian's eyes widened, and an ominous premonition came to his heart, and he was about to open his mouth to call someone, only to see that someone suddenly grabbed Fan Jian's throat with one hand, and five fingers were tightly stuck on Fan Jian's throat bone like iron tongs, making Fan Jian's chest breathe, and he couldn't even breathe.

"Tongue provocation, you deserve to go to hell with tongue plucking!"

The voice fell, and I saw that the hand stuck in Fan Jian's throat quickly moved up, pinched Fan Jian's mouth, and in the other hand, I don't know when there was an extra black dagger.

"Phew!"

After a rustling sound in the cornfield, it quickly quieted down, and it wasn't long before I saw a motorcycle and quickly left along the trail.

In the lush cornfield, nothing was left except for a puddle of blood and a few pieces of corn that had been broken.