In his mind, Xia Feng conveyed a command to Bao Jing, and then put Bao Jing into the underworld.

Although he can trust Shu Ya now, it means that he can share any secrets with the other party.

"Go in, but I'm not sure he's still alive."

"Thank you."

Shu Ya nodded, then pushed open the door and walked into the kitchen.

After a while, there was a loud chopping sound from it, and even if he didn't have to look at it, he knew what Shu Ya was doing.

The Ace of Spades didn't know how many targets he had killed before, and in order to cover up his traces, there were even family and friends who didn't know how many targets they had also died tragically at his hands.

For such a scum, Xia Feng felt that it was a thousand cuts, and it was all light.

But as he said to the Ace of Spades before he left the kitchen, it didn't end with his death.

There really will be a time when they will see each other again.

That's when he turns into a ghost.

On the seventh day after death, the person will return to consciousness, appear at the place of death, and be trapped.

Or turn into an ordinary ghost, or turn into a powerful ghost, or be affected by many aspects and become a more powerful ghost.

As early as when he was in Yuanshan Village, he had thought about asking something from the mouth of the killer's ghost, but because he was worried about the safety of Dong Jie and Xia Hongyuan, there was no way to stay there.

However, now he has this time, and he also has this mind to stay.

As the absolute core of Moby Dick, the Ace of Spades definitely holds something that the average member can't.

He has now torn his face with Moby Dick, as if either you die or I die.

Nature no longer has room to maneuver.

So if he can solve one more, he will have one less trouble in the future.

An hour later, Xia Feng pushed open the kitchen door, and the pungent bloody molecules frantically penetrated his snort.

He couldn't help but frown.

Shu Ya hugged her legs, her back pressed against the cold wall.

The bathrobe on his body had completely turned red.

The bathrobe fell off a bit towards the ends, revealing her seductive shoulders.

Her hair hung down, and something that I don't know if it was tears or blood hung on it, sticky and sticky on it.

There was a purple-blue flame rising from the gas stove, and a steamer was sitting on it, the water was not boiling, but there was already a faint white gas coming out.

On the ground, the minced meat on the ground, even the head of the ace of spades, was split into several pieces, the blade of the kitchen knife had been bent, and Shu Ya's hand was also bruised, which should have been left when he chopped with the kitchen knife.

"Does revenge on the object of revenge bring you pleasure in the same way?"

Xia Feng looked at Shu Ya, who had no sobbing and could barely hear the sound of breathing, and asked in a depressed atmosphere.

"No, you can't. But as long as it can cause pain to that beast.

Do you know? Mengxin is really a kind child, her strength gives her a chance to survive, but her kindness ruins her.

We encouraged each other, supported each other, and promised each other that one day we would be truly free.

But she died in a way that you can't even think about.

And he still died in front of me, and I even tried my best to hide my sorrow.

In order to one day, I can make all the brutes who hurt Mengxin pay!

I'm going to kill them all! ”

Speaking of this, Shu Ya finally raised her head, there were no tears on her face, only a hideous smile on her face.

At this moment, beauty is no longer suitable for Shu Ya's body.

Xia Feng looked at Shu Ya not far away, and couldn't help but sigh again in his heart that crazy people are driven crazy alive.

"As long as you can kill everyone in the Order, I'm willing to do anything for you.

Even if I were to die now, I wouldn't hesitate.

Because you have given me hope for revenge. ”

Xia Feng didn't speak, but turned around directly and left the kitchen.

Shu Ya looked at Xia Feng's back and slowly lowered her head.

After a while, Xia Feng pushed open the door again and walked in, and then came to Shu Ya's side, squatted down, and slowly brushed away the hair that covered Shu Ya's face.

Shu Ya looked at Xia Feng blankly, and saw Xia Feng using a warm towel to help her wipe the blood on her face.

"Everyone has the right to live, and everyone's life is exclusive to themselves.

Revenge does not bring about a resurrection from the dead, but rather turns one person into another.

I support you in wanting to live well, and you can give everything for this, however, I don't support you, and give everything for revenge.

Wipe your hands, these beautiful hands shouldn't be corrupted by blood. ”

Xia Feng put the towel on Shu Ya's hand, Shu Ya looked at Xia Feng and immediately cried silently.

He was not a benevolent man, and certainly not a dark man.

slept on the sofa, as for what would happen to Shu Ya, he didn't have the heart to care, and he didn't have the power to care.

slept until noon, and when he woke up and came out of the bedroom, the house had been cleaned by Shu Ya.

Anything that might have left traces was not spared.

As a long-term trained person, Shu Ya has extremely strong anti-reconnaissance capabilities, fingerprints, blood stains, and possible residual corners are all obsessive-compulsive disorder that she has to deal with.

Some of the furniture that she thought would have remnants had been sold by him on the second-hand Internet at an extremely low price as early as when Xia Feng didn't get up.

Some workers were carrying them out of the house.

As for where the body of the Ace of Spades went, Xia Feng didn't ask, because he believed that Shu Ya would deal with it.

"Are you awake? Can you wait for me for a while, wait for the person who bought the sofa, take the sofa away, and we'll go out to eat. ”

Shu Ya still looked like when Xia Feng first saw her, with a confident smile on her face, and her gestures also showed the charm of a woman.

The porters are all peeking at Shu Ya, obviously, in their inner world, they have already pressed Shu Ya to the bed a hundred times.

A person's horror is never how much he can bear in his heart, but how well he is disguised.

Perhaps these porters would never have dreamed that the object in front of them, who was being YY in their minds, had just chopped a person into minced meat last night.

"I'm not hungry yet. You just have to be busy. ”

The house was quickly emptied, and when it was over, Shuya cleaned it again until she was satisfied.

During the process, Xia Feng had been watching from an outsider's gaze until Shu Ya finished cleaning and took off the clothes he was wearing in front of her.

Xia Feng coughed a little unusually, and Shu Ya said indifferently:

"Anyway, I don't have secrets in your eyes anymore, and it makes no difference if you look at it more or less."

"That is, I am already air in your eyes?" Shu Ya's words alleviated Xia Feng's little embarrassment.

"If the air sees a woman's body, the pants will puff up."

"Uh......"

Xia Feng glanced down, and suddenly turned around in embarrassment.