Chapter 225: The Demon in the Holy Clothes
Her voice was neither loud nor small, accompanied by the man's painful and heavy gasps, which could be clearly heard in the space with the strong smell of the potion.
As soon as the words fell, the man's eyes sharpened, and he gathered all the strength in his body to the left hand holding the scalpel, and the whole person jumped up and flew towards the girl.
The corners of the girl's curved mouth gradually disappeared, and she looked at the man who raised the knife and pounced on her with an indifferent expression, and the clouds in her clear eyes were like an abyss.
"Bang ............!!"
On Sen Han's thin blade, scarlet blood slid down the tip of the knife and fell to the ground, converging into a puddle at the girl's feet. She lowered her eyebrows, looked at the man lying on the ground with his hands and feet twitching pitifully, and sighed faintly.
“ke? I'm really disappointed, I waited for your arrival with hope, I thought you could probably be considered an opponent...... "tsk...... It seems that next time you have to take your time, and if it ends so soon, it's really boring...... She crouched down, the blades of her fingertips picking at the parted flesh of his chest and abdomen.
"Gollum...... Gollum ......"
Chen Feng's blue-gray eyes were about to burst out, and large strands of blood continued to gush out of his neck like a faucet that had not been screwed.
He tried to say something with his mouth half open, but all he could say was the syllable of "grunt". It didn't disturb the high interest of the girl who was moving in her hand in the slightest.
Zhou Ran, whose parents divorced, her mother died of illness, lived alone, was introverted and secluded, and more importantly, she was only seventeen years old, Chen Feng couldn't connect the demon-like girl in front of him with a high school junior with excellent grades and a gentle and harmless high school student he investigated.
The girl sank the knife in her hand into the man's body inch by inch, ignoring the man's hideously twisted face due to pain, and turned a deaf ear to his painful wails and hisses, and calmly cut open his chest.
"So your heart is red...... she frowned slightly, as if she was a little dissatisfied with the result she saw, "It doesn't look that good......"
The man's eyes suddenly opened, his gaze fixed on the girl's white face, and he stopped breathing. He thought that people who looked holy on the outside were not necessarily angels, but more likely demons in holy clothes.
The silver watch lay silently on the dirty ground in the night, red points of light flickering incessantly. Black men's leather shoes stopped next to it, and slender fingers picked it up from the ground and brushed it off with dust.
Ye Yan stood in the dark, looking at the watch in the palm of his hand, his eyes under the lenses were dark and depressed. He looked up, looked at the tall buildings of the shadows, closed his eyes, and kept rolling through the various lines in his mind.
After a while, Huo Ran's long narrow eyes opened, a glimmer of light flashed, he turned around and strode quickly, opened the car door and sat in the car, the body was like a lightning bolt, and quickly disappeared into the night.
"Zhengxin 3rd Street, Huaxing Clinic."
After the young man holding the mobile phone heard the voice from the microphone, his eyes lit up, the steering wheel was wiped directly to the end, and he made a quick turn, looking at the road ahead without squinting, and his tone was categorical to the people beside him.
"Notify Team Zhang immediately, Zhengxin 3rd Street Huaxing Clinic!!"
Fang Jieyu, who had just been thrown into the car door with his arm thrown by a big turn, heard this, glanced at Xie Rin, endured the pain, took out his mobile phone and made a call according to his order.