Noticing Feng Yin's face, the man was not stunned at all, but his eyes were a little playful.

He stretched out his hand and patted Feng Yin's face, "You are a woman, who are you going to show when you make such a gesture?" ”

The next second, he watched as his hand hit the ground, and the pain followed.

"Ahh

A terrible scream passed through the door, causing many players to hear it.

Some people looked at the wind, and some people didn't care.

Song Qi also heard the screams in the living room and frowned slightly.

Lin Jiahui was taken aback and couldn't help but say, "What's going on?" ”

Song Qi felt that it was not a good thing after all.

"Slut!" The player whose hand was cut off cursed angrily, his eyes bloodshot, and his gaze at the wind was full of hatred.

He didn't even see what it was, his whole hand was broken, and the cross-section was very smooth.

Wind Yin smiled, blood spraying her clothes, and she slowly took a butterfly knife out of her backpack.

"The knife that cut your hand, I sharpen it every day, but I didn't expect it to work well."

In fact, it was not the arm that was broken, but the palm, the palm was disconnected, and only half of the thumb was left, and the severe pain made him squat on the ground and unable to move, only clenching his teeth.

Feng Yin slowly poked the butterfly knife into the man's shoulder, "Look down on women? ”

He was in so much pain that he couldn't even use his golden finger, and he had to treat his wound first.

The man thought so, and began to prepare to escape.

Feng Yin poked the butterfly knife inside, and stirred it viciously.

A few more screams.

"I hate it when people talk about my gender." There was a deep disgust in the eyes of the wind moan.

Feng Yin has short hair, looks delicate, and has been wearing loose clothes, if you don't look carefully, you really can't tell that she is a girl, not to mention that she is so ruthless.

The player who wanted to humiliate the wind groaned and gasped, his face was red and his neck was thick, and the blood was dripping down.

He slammed to his feet and slammed the door, smiling wildly as he played with the bloody butterfly knife.

"It seems like I shouted a few more times." Lin Jiahui said hesitantly.

There was such a big commotion, she was a little afraid to go back.

"You stay here first, it's really not okay to stay here at night, I hear it's a little unsafe outside." Song Qi persuaded Lin Jiahui to stay.

Lin Jiahui nodded hurriedly.

The first thing she felt was that she was crazy, and the player who had just entered to trade with her screamed one after another, and no one dared to look at what was going on.

The man with his severed hand ran to the hospital overnight and used the money he had left to treat his wounds.

Players who had the courage to come out to see the man with the severed hand and the strange laughing wind moaning in the room.

At this moment, many of the players know that Feng Yin is not easy to mess with, and he may have mental illness.

Song Qi heard the player talk about the matter of the wind chanting hurting people when he was at work the next morning.

She was not surprised, after all, Feng Yin cut off the head of the sunset without blinking, and placed it at the exit of the Third People's Hospital of Jiangcheng.

In this happy community, there are several players that Song Qi is familiar with, Feng Yin is one, and there is another, which is Qi.

Qi looks much more low-key than before, and his whole person is also a lot thinner, and he looks very different from before.

Song Qi also encountered it twice before recognizing it, but Qi didn't look at her.

It seems that before he can retaliate, Qi has already begun to be unlucky, Song Qi thought helplessly.