"Hey, Feng Fan, why are you standing here stupidly?"

Guo Wei, who had a fanatical face, walked over, and when he saw Feng Fan's sluggish face, he couldn't help but ask curiously.

"No, nothing."

Shaking his head, Feng Fan let himself try to forget about the previous events, as if nothing had happened.

"Oh, then you'll go first if you're fine." Saying that, Guo Wei pushed Feng Fan aside very cheaply, and looked at Su Lin with a fiery expression.

"Su Lin, the compound bow you transformed for me doesn't feel very easy to use."

"Oh?"

Su Lin lifted his glasses and glanced at Guo Wei, "After the new transformation, it is normal to use it uneasily, you usually practice more, and then you can exert your power." Also, the compound bow has pulleys minus some force, but you have to be skilled enough to actually use it. ”

"As for the skills of archery, I mostly taught myself, I don't know, you have a way."

"It takes a lot of practice, and only then can you slowly become proficient, and there is no way to go."

The two of you said it word by word, leaving Feng Fan aside, so that he was not lonely.

"This thing!"

Feng Fan was a little helpless, Guo Wei since Su Lin transformed the compound bow for him, the two of them seemed to have an indescribable mood, all day long, they had nothing to do with Su Lin to read a few $1$ books $ novels (.( yb)(d)(u).) Sentence.

A picture suddenly appeared in his mind: Guo Wei laughed and stepped on the accelerator, with a fanatical face, the speeding car roared on the highway at a speed of 120 kilometers per hour, and then Su Lin, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was not moved at all, but pushed his glasses very indifferently, his face was expressionless, and he was still talking about how to increase the speed of the car to 180 kilometers in the shortest time.

Thinking of this, Feng Fan shuddered, he felt that he must not let Guo Wei drive in the future, and he must not let Su Lin sit in the co-pilot seat!

This Nima is simply about to collapse in rhythm!

Feng Fan's face was frightened, this situation, Nima couldn't even think of it!

The two of them were talking, and somehow, they suddenly talked about the issue of art, and as soon as they said this, Su Lin's face immediately appeared with a fanatical look similar to Guo Wei's face, and Feng Fan's heart was beating in shock. Then, Feng Fan saw Su Lin's mouth constantly opening and closing, saying words that were incomprehensible at all.

"God forbid, God forbid." Feng Fan silently prayed for Guo Wei in his heart.

Sure enough, after a while, I saw Guo Wei's face turned blue, sweat on his head, his eyes were blank, and he looked completely sluggish.

"Huh? It looks like you still don't understand too much, if you want to, I'll tell you more about it. ”

When Guo Wei heard Su Lin's words, he shook his head like a rattle as if he had seen a ghost.

Just kidding, if you continue to listen to it, Guo Weijue's self will definitely die! Definitely! This Nima is not a person of the same realm at all.

"Sure enough, Surin is invincible."

Feng Fan muttered to himself, if anyone wants to find it unhappy in the future, then go directly to Su Lin to discuss academics, absolutely yes, ********!

More than an hour later, on the second floor of the Department Store.

The red-faced voices had dissipated, leaving only the constant gasps of the men and the faint moans of the women.

Dong Yong withdrew his hand from his pants, took a tissue to wipe the white liquid spilled on his pants, and his face also carried a sense of satisfaction after release.

Wang Zhiqiang looked satisfied, grabbed a handful of Zhang Min's twin peaks, and then lit a cigarette, with an evil smile on his face.

"That's a good thing."

Chen Ming and Tian Zhenyu also looked comfortable.

The three of them had a sinister look on their faces, and they seemed to have gone completely astray.

At this moment, Zhang Min's body lying on the ground was in a mess, and his snow-white skin was already red and swollen in many places, and the liquid that had dried up stuck to his body, emitting a faint fishy smell.

Dong Yong had calmed down at the moment, and looking at this scene, he couldn't bear it. However, Wang Zhiqiang and the three of them ignored it completely, smoked a cigarette, and went downstairs.

For a while, there were only three people left on the empty second floor, Dong Yongduo glanced at Zhang Min's exposed body, swallowed saliva, and then followed Chen Ming and the three downstairs.

At this moment, it was deserted, and only Zhang Min's breathing was gently echoing.

After a while, Wu Jiang crawled over from the ground and came to Zhang Min's side, and after seeing the mess in one place, he couldn't help crying loudly.

took off her coat, helped Zhang Min put it on, and then hugged her in his arms. Looking at the deathly silence in Zhang Min's eyes, Wu Jiang suddenly hated himself, hated why he was so useless, why, he couldn't even protect his own woman.

was held in Wu Jiang's arms, Zhang Min didn't know where the strength came from, pushed him away, and then staggered to his feet, picked up the clothes on the ground, and walked away step by step, leaving Wu Jiang who stayed in place.

Looking at the mess all over the ground, Wu Jiang felt as if something had exploded in his heart, his eyes were red, as if he was crazy, and his fists kept smashing the ground.

"You're such a piece of shit!"

Roaring, hysterical like a beast, the sound of banging came, and Wu Jiang's fists were already bloody.

"Let others bully, but you are afraid to die, why don't you die!"

Later, Wu Jiang hit his head directly on the ground, he was so disappointed in himself that he wanted to die immediately.

"Die, die, die!"

He had a wound on his forehead, and blood seeped out of it.

Half an hour later, he lay on the ground, panting constantly, his limbs were limpable, and he had no strength at all. Wu Jiang's eyes showed endless depression and despair, and he felt that he was about to die.

The blood on his forehead flowed down his face to his mouth, and a fishy smell entered his throat, making Wu Jiang clearly feel that he was still alive.

"Why aren't you dead yet, Wu Jiang, how are you still alive, don't you know, are you the most cowardly person in the world, so cowardly that you abandoned your own woman because of fear!"

Trembling and getting up from the ground, Wu Jiang's hands were trembling, his body was trembling, and even his heart was trembling.

He couldn't forget that when Wang Zhiqiang put the knife on his face, the cold touch made him forget everything in fright. He couldn't forget the death-like gaze in Zhang Min's desperate eyes. That gaze made him want to take a step forward, to try to save it desperately, but in the end, he still lost, lost to himself, he was scared, so afraid that he was powerless to resist.

"It's okay for me to die, but I don't want to die so meaninglessly! If I die, I will never make them happy! ”

The trembling gradually subsided, and in just two hours, Wu Jiang changed, and in his eyes, a trace of madness was quietly appearing.