Qiao Duyun paused, and after the nurse left, he jeopardically kneaded and skimmed the whole pack of cigarettes, and then, when he raised his eyes, the dark green flames were still there, and he angrily threw them towards the target opposite.

"Dang!" With a soft sound, he raised his hand and caught the object that smashed at him beautifully. Qiao Junlie picked up the whole pack of waste cigarettes in his hand and looked at it, his eyes full of anger. It was an indescribable feeling, stuck in my throat, like I was going to suffocate, so uncomfortable that I wanted to die.

And just then, a woman in a lilac OL professional outfit behind her rushed over.

"Qiao Junyeol!" Zhou Yanhong called softly. Then walked up to him.

Qiao Junlie glanced at her, did not speak, and his face was gloomy. After that, he slowly walked to the opposite side and stood three steps away, not because he was afraid that Qiao Duyun would hit him again, but there were some things that he had to know.

The blue eyes glowed with pain. Still staring directly at Qiao Duyun.

"What the hell is going on? Did you call the police? Qiao Junyeol's deep magnetic voice. My heart hurts, but it's too late to regret it. I still remember that when I left this morning, I told her not to go to the studio and recuperate at home, but ...... Why...... Why...... This kind of thing will happen in just one day, and the sky will change color in an instant! If I had known that this would be the case, I would rather lock her away from her twenty-four hours a day, keep the danger away from her, and let all natural and man-made disasters punish you!

Qiao Duyun, who had been leaning against the wall, lowered his eyelids and looked sad, suddenly raised his head. There was resentment in the dark green eyes. Suddenly, a person's shadow flashed through his mind like a flash of lightning. I remembered one thing, the woman who bumped into me in the elevator on the same floor just now......

Moreover, the woman who bumped into herself twice was obviously at the university apartment-Joe Junyeol's birthday party last time.

The dark green ice eyes became sharp, with thorns and tips, and the salts slashed, unstoppable!

If you have been guessing who would do this kind of murder, it has something to do with Qiao Junlie! If there is still such a trace of suspicion, and there is still such a little bit of trying to defend him? And now, he has found all the evidence, and this matter is 200% inseparable from Qiao Junlie!

……

The air was silent, eerily silent, with the smell of disinfectant water pricking their hearts like every needle. The blood of the heart was dripping silently.

Tick, tick, tick......

Heartache, broken, tangled, indulgent...... Who will repay all this, and who will pay her back, a piece of tranquility, a piece of quiet land......

Qiao Duyun looked at Qiao Junlie and didn't speak, his eyes were calm, and his heart was heavier.

Slowly, for a while.

"That woman, with a purple seven or eight points look, who is she?" Qiao Duyun spat out calmly. Every word is said very clearly. It's incredibly harsh.

Qiao Junlie was stunned when he heard this. There was no answer, but his expression immediately twisted. Not answering is more terrible than answering.

Qiao Duyun saw his instantaneous reaction, and suddenly understood everything, and gritted his teeth, gurgling~ grinding his teeth. Really!

After a few steps, he rushed forward and twisted his tie, strangled to death.

"Say—who is she—" Qiao Twilight roared angrily. The qi was trembling all over, and he couldn't bear it anymore, so he swung it over and hit him in the abdomen.

The woman on the side didn't have time to stop it, she might have been frightened at this time, but she didn't expect Qiao Duyun to be so crazy that she dared to hit Qiao Junlie?!

When it came time to pull, Qiao Junlie had been beaten by him to vomit blood, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but this time, he didn't fight back at all, letting the other party hit and vent......

"Qiao Duyun, stop it! He's your brother, stop it! Stop! Zhou Yanhong shouted regardless of her image, desperately trying to pull Qiao Duyun's arm, but what was the other party's price, Qiao Duyun shook her hand in annoyance and flipped her to the ground.

"Don't fight, don't fight, it's going to kill you!" Zhou Yanhong was so frightened that tears fell, she fell to the ground, and knelt down with Qiao Duyun's legs and feet, "No matter what he does, it's all your brother, Qiao Duyun, please, please, stop fighting." He looked at Qiao Junlie with teary eyes, "Qiao Junlie, you fight back, why don't you fight back, can you cheer up a little...... Qiao Junyeol...... Qiao Junyeol ......"

Qiao Duyun didn't care about her, and then his anger didn't stop, his eyes glowed fiercely, like a sharp blade, fast like lightning, and he fed it into his abdomen with a fist, mixed with a loud roar, "Bastard! ”

"Bastard! I gave her to you, is that how you took care of her-"

"What qualifications do you have to be my brother, what qualifications do you have to have her-"

"Why don't you die, it's not that you're lying there, what the are you-"

"How many things have you done to be sorry for her? You shameless scum-"

"I'm going to kill you today and get justice for Zi Ruoxi-"

A sound, a sentence, a fist, it was like a piercing of his heart, and the blood was pouring from his mouth, but he still didn't frown or hum.

It wasn't until four or five tall hospital security guards rushed around that they parted them again. Grabbed Qiao Duyun's fist tightly, Qiao Duyun saw that his fist was restrained, and he actually kicked away, because he opened up the distance, fortunately he didn't kick Qiao Junlie. Several uniformed security guards simply set him up. Forcibly prepared to drag him out of the hospital.

At this moment, the blue eyes flickered, shaking the pain.

"Let him go!" A word softly.

The group of security guards were stunned for a moment, and probably didn't react for a while. But he still didn't let go of Qiao Duyun, for fear that he would not pay attention and let him slip away.

"Let him go—" At this point, it was replaced by a manic roar. The color deepened in the dark blue sad eyes, and a flame rushed up. Qiao Junlie wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand.

Eyes horizontal. Walk quickly over to the group. Everyone was puzzled. I don't know what he's doing here. However, before everyone could think more.

"Boom!" "Boom!" Decisively, two punches were swung out, hitting the two people who bound Qiao Duyun's arms respectively, and one of them was rewarded with a punch in the face. The two of them let go of their hands in disbelief, subconsciously covering their faces, and looked at the man in front of them with some incredulity. They were obviously here to help him, why were they beaten instead? What kind of truth is this!

"Get out-" is a word, extremely heavy, and the tone is extremely bad. It can be seen that Qiao Junlie's gunpowder smell is extremely strong.

The security guards looked at each other, how could they dare to intercept him at this time, let alone pull Qiao Duyun again. These two men, one will fight, the other will be good, it is like crazy. It's just two plague gods!

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