"You don't want to cut me in half, how can you?" Jin Peng said.

"Yes, you're right, do you think you'll get that hotel easily?" Li Zhen smiled, "The point is that you have to help me kill An Xiaowen!"

"What?" Jin Peng was taken aback, "What do you mean?"

"It doesn't mean anything, just let her give me all her possessions!" Li Zhen turned around and picked up the cigarette case on the desk, took out a cigarette, and lit it for herself.

"You want—"

"Yes, everything, except the hotel, it gives you!how?"

Jin Peng pondered for a moment and replied, "Okay!"

Li Zhen was not surprised by Jinpeng's answer. She didn't even look at him, and said casually, "Don't play tricks, otherwise everyone will know that the Jin family made a fortune on drugs." After she finished speaking, she turned around calmly and put the cigarette butt in the glass ashtray. Then strode out of the room. Leaving the terrified Jinpeng alone.

She didn't look back, but Jinpeng seemed to see the sinister smile on the corner of her mouth.

"It's vicious, it's hateful! It's not a thing. ”

Today, Jinpeng finally understands that he has lost at the hands of this woman.

He let go of Li Zhen and sat down on the sofa in defeat. "What the hell do you want?"

"Haha-what do I want? I don't want to do anything! Jinpeng, I just want to get back what belongs to me, obviously, some people don't understand this truth, she needs guidance, your job is to guide her, understand?"

Jin Peng held his head in one hand and looked at the end of the corridor, he looked down at the somewhat rusted iron door, and then looked up at the marching bed inside the door.

It was a terrible deal, a devil-cursed deal, and he was so proud to have joined it. For what? money, women? maybe nothing! He worked for the devil, and in the end he was cursed by the devil, and he couldn't escape or hide. And it's like a monologue in a movie: behind your fang-like rhetoric is daunting, but behind it I see a suffering soul, like a purgatory tormented with red-hot iron and hot lava. You are looking for the beauty of heaven in the carnival of **, but your pious heart hides in the corner and weeps secretly. Your eyes are cups of wine, and you drink the spicy liquid with blood and tears. Enjoy the supreme glory in the drunk, and wander and melancholy when you wake up. Love is a dream bubble after all, the beauty will become an innocent flower with the name of this evil, and your overheated heart is your biggest crime.

"I don't want this hotel!" Jin Peng reached out and brushed the hair on his forehead. "Let's get a divorce!"

Li Zhen was stunned for a moment, but quickly regained her composure.

"Divorce?" she asked.

"Yes, divorce. The twisted melon is not sweet, I shouldn't have asked you to stay in the first place, maybe I shouldn't have fallen in love with you in the first place, if that was love. ”

"No, it's Zhu Hui to threaten me! You use her to threaten me. You think I killed her, right? You think I came back with you because you might have evidence against me? Uh-huh?

"Do you think there will be anything else?"

"Oh, no, Jinpeng, I didn't kill Zhu Hui at all, I went to visit her that night, yes, I went to her, she's my friend, you know. But I didn't—" Li Zhen hid her face and cried.

This sudden change caught Jinpeng off guard. One second it was still high, and the next second it was in tears.

"It doesn't work for me, it doesn't work for me anymore. He said. He had seen how she lay on the marching bed inside the iron gate, how she tried her best, how she endured the needles that only pierced her skin, how she played the role of a madman who had lost her heart. Or even perhaps, cruelly let himself fall down the stairs and kill the baby in his womb. No, she's the devil, she's who—