There was an even louder bang at the doorway, followed by a rush of footsteps.

Someone has discovered the basement and barged in.

Liu Zishu was cold, clenched the knife in his hand, and stabbed towards the door of the visitor through the dim light!

A figure flashed, and a slender and cold figure appeared in front of him, Liu Zishu missed with a blow, looked fixedly, and when he saw that face, it was like falling into an ice cave.

When the figure saw him, it rushed over like an enraged ghost!

Liu Zishu's heart was tight, and his backhand was stabbed down again, and the person who came did not dodge the preemptive strike, kicked him in the heart, knocked him to the ground, and his fists fell as densely as raindrops!

Liu Zishu was terrified and dodged his fist, ran straight towards the laboratory, and the sharp scalpel stabbed straight at the fishy girl on the laboratory table, and the action did not stop, and a blow fell on Wen Cha's neck.

"Don't come here!"

With a swollen face, he pressed the knife to Wen Cha's throat, and shouted menacingly at the visitor: "If you go one step further, I will let her go to hell!"

When he saw the comer, his eyes were filled with panic that could not be concealed.

The man stood at the door of the laboratory, his gaze fell on Wen Cha without a beak, and there was an almost greedy gaze in his eyes.

The gaze was so burning that it seemed to heat people.

Wen Cha raised her eyes, spared Liu Zishu's shoulder and looked over, and when she saw her face, her shoulders loosened, and she called out his name in a low voice - "Jiang Jing ......"

Hearing the voice, Jiang Jing's eyes moved, but he still didn't leave her for a second, he locked her appearance, there was deep love in his eyes, and he said to Liu Zishu in a cold voice: "Let go of her!"

Liu Zishu saw that he was bound by a warm tea, showed a smug smile, and said sarcastically: "I didn't expect that Jiang Jing, the pride of the sky, would really like someone so much."

Jiang Jing's face was as cold as ice, and his fingers clenched little by little at his side, "I'll say it one last time." ”

"Huh!" Liu Zishu suddenly glanced at him contemptuously: "Aren't you omnipotent?" If you have the ability, let's see if your fists are strong, or my knife is sharper. ”

As he spoke, the knife in his hand kept approaching Wen Cha, until a deep blood mark was drawn on Wen Cha's neck, and he stared at Jiang Jing whose eyes were already red, "Look at it, your woman is in my hands, but you can't do anything." ”

“……”

"If I want her to die, she has to die, what I want her to do, she can do what she wants, don't you want to kill me?"

He looked back and licked his bloodstained fingers, revealing a look of infatuation, "Her blood is so sweet." ”

After that, he was about to bend down to suck the warm tea on his neck, and his obsessive look was boundless contempt and revenge.

"You're looking for death!" Jiang Jing couldn't help but take two steps forward, his face was as heavy as seawater, and he was full of murderous opportunities!

"Aren't you better than me in everything?" Liu Zishu controlled Wen Cha, thinking that he had received the greatest protection, and was not afraid of Jiang Jing's momentum at all, he stared at Wen Cha's face, and rubbed the corner of Wen Cha's lips with his fingers, "There is a kind of you killing me, don't you dare?" What if you find it? I can still trample you into the mud! ”

Seeing that Jiang Jing was about to lose his mind, Liu Zishu smiled even more happily: "Enjoy the pain of this moment, if you make me unhappy, this will be the last time you will see her."

Liu Zishu lowered his head with a smile, wanting to give the man who stepped on his head everywhere from childhood to adulthood the greatest humiliation.

There is nothing more painful than watching the woman of one's beloved die, or even be defiled.

Even gods go crazy.

I really want to see Jiang Jing turn into a madman, so that no one will be his enemy anymore.

Jiang Jing's fingers were clenched, and his eyes were red and about to drip blood!

Seeing that Liu Zishu was about to kiss the corner of Wen Cha's mouth, the beast that was dormant in his heart finally rushed out of the fence uncontrollably, and Hao Hao Tang came!

No one!

No one can touch his baby! All pretenders must die!

He rushed over and knocked him to the ground before Liu Zishu could do anything!

Liu Zishu was caught off guard, and when he reacted, Jiang Jing had already knocked out the knife in his hand and punched him in the eye.

His fist fell like a rainstorm, beating Liu Zishu beyond recognition, Liu Zishu could no longer maintain the pretense of a sick gentleman, and let out a scream like a pig.

There was a huge pain in his voice, bursts of blood came out of his mouth, dozens of teeth fell to the ground, Liu Zishu's whole face was swollen like a pig's head, and he couldn't even raise his hand, he couldn't speak clearly, and his purple eyes looked at Jiang Jing, and there was obvious fear in it.

"How could it be ......"

With such a long distance between them, how could Jiang Jing have such a speed?!

Jiang Jing let go of him and went to take the scalpel that had fallen to the ground.

Liu Zishu's pupils contracted suddenly, and he looked at him in horror, "What are you going to do?!" ”

"Don't you like to collect eyes? Now I'm going to nullify your eyes. ”

He looked at the rotten flesh-like Liu Zishu condescendingly, and there was a killing intent in his eyes that could not be concealed!

"Don't you like dried corpses? Before that, I will cut your tendons and let your blood drain completely. ”

"Nope! No!! Liu Zishu finally felt endless fear, and moved back, wanting to stay away from Jiang Jing's sight.

He could imagine what would happen to him when he broke his hamstrings, as evidenced by his countless test subjects.

He was afraid that he had the last trace of strength to escape, and he desperately struggled to get up and avoid the shackles of Jiang Jing.

Jiang Jing bent down, easily grabbed his ankle, and with a fierce push of his fingers, he dragged him to the ground, slashed twice, blood gushed out, and Liu Zishu's screams resounded throughout the laboratory.

But that's not the end of it.

Jiang Jing grabbed his moving hand, and stabbed down twice, the boy who had always prided himself on being gentle and polite, like a broken doll whose limbs had been torn off, motionless, convulsed and fell in a pool of blood.

Jiang Jing held the knife, his fingers still couldn't let go, Fang Cai's fear, like a stormy wave, scared him to tremble, this little lesson, how could it be cheap for him?

"It's time to do something else."

He leaned down, like a ghost who harvested life, and looked into Liu Zishu's eyes, "I don't care how many people you have killed or how many evils you have done, it has nothing to do with me in the past, but you shouldn't move my people." ”

It is self-evident who that person is.

Liu Zishu's eyes, the last reflection, are Jiang Jing's red eyes, murderous, violent and cold.

"You shouldn't! You shouldn't!! That's my most important baby. ”

He is like a fierce beast that has been robbed of his most beloved things, and wants to kill everything that is ready to be moved!

Jiang Jing held the knife and aimed it at his eyes, Liu Zishu was so frightened that he couldn't even scream, he trembled all over, his lower body was cold for a while, and he was so frightened that he peed his pants.

The lab was furious.

He finally realized the pain of those who had been killed by him, and it was not a pleasure, but a kind of Ling Chi.

But, all this, it was too late.

He said "no" in a hoarse voice, and the scalpel that he had carried with him for many years easily picked out his eyeballs.

The pain was overwhelming, he lost his voice in pain, and even more painfully, he lost his light in the next moment.

Jiang Jing gouged out his eyes without hesitation!

His eyes were bleeding, and they became two blood holes that could not be filled!

Blood flowed all over his face, and the sweet and beautiful smell of the past was like a fishy smell from hell.

He was terrified of what he wanted to grasp and what he wanted to escape, Jiang Jing's knife was already in his heart.

Jiang Jing's eyes were dark, the hidden killing intent was stained red with blood, and as soon as his fingers were forced, the knife was inserted into his chest, and he was about to take Liu Zishu's life in one fell swoop.

A weak and crisp voice sounded softly behind him: "Don't ......"

Jiang Jing looked back, the cat-pupiled girl was lying on the experimental table, looking at him pleadingly and pitifully, her eyes reflected her god-killing appearance, the corners of her mouth trembled, her fingers stretched out to him, and the words she said made him feel uncomfortable, she said, "Don't kill him."

She was confined to the experimental bench, and her pitiful appearance made him lose the last shred of his senses.

He threw away the knife in his hand, kicked Liu Zishu, who didn't know life and death, far away, turned around, and hugged her.

He buried his head in her shoulder, sniffed at the familiar smell, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Why can't you kill him?"

His voice was full of apprehension, and he was afraid that he would hear an answer that he didn't want to hear.

Did she fall in love with this beast-hearted brute?

Wen Cha tilted his head and kissed him on the head, and said in a very firm voice: "He can't die now, he has to pay for everything he has done."

Even if life is worse than death, the punishment that deserves to be received cannot be missed at all.

She wants him to pay for what he has done!

He sighed faintly, the heaviest stone in his heart finally landed, he reached out and pulled her face, raised his head, the cold and scorching temperature, undoubtedly fell on the corner of her lips, and he would not let go, and he was entangled with death.

With the blood and corpses in the room, he hugged her tightly, faded away from the coldness, and turned back into that gentle and beautiful lover.

He pressed his head against her and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry."

Sorry for not protecting you.

His voice was full of guilt, and he blamed himself completely.

Wen Cha bit the corner of her lip, glanced at him with a peach blossom face, and said seriously, "Bow your head."

"What?"

"I'm going to kiss you."