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Chapter 121 You Think I'm Old!(1/2)

I have seen many unprocessed murder photos on TV.

In the interview, I also learned too many cruel methods of murderers from senior police officers.

Not long ago, I even encountered a car accident where I hit someone to death.

But no time, the visual impact came so suddenly that Xu Qingtong forgot to dodge.

The hideous teeth and the blood of the mouth kept crying "killing" in his ears, Xu Qingtong stared blankly at the woman rushing towards her.

"She wants to bite me!"

This thought came to her mind, and the next moment the other party's hot breath was already spitting on her face.

Then, there is no progress.

Grasping the woman's hair, Lu Changqing pulled her back hard, and the other party fell directly to the ground.

Frowning, Lu Changqing shook off the remaining black hair on his hands and stood in front of Xu Qingtong.

"Kill, kill!"

"She can bite people and suck blood!"

The horror screams of other passers-by came from his ears, and he watched the woman with blood-mouthed mouth jumping over again.

Lu Changqing grabbed the other person's arm with a normal expression, and suddenly exerted force on the back of his right hand.

Flip your hands!

The other party rolled on the ground like a gourd.

Walking forward, Lu Changqing pulled her hands behind her and then stepped on her feet.

A woman is surprisingly powerful.

Raising his eyebrows, Lu Changqing looked up at the onlookers.

"Call, call the police!"

Simply, neat!

This is Lu Changqing's performance just now. Without any fear, he simply subdued the source of the terror.

The onlookers suddenly started to scream, and the people who took photos and recorded videos were constantly making noises.

Xu Qingtong stood behind, her mouth slightly opened and her eyes were shining brightly.

......

Under the night, Wanyi Square is still brightly lit and crowded.

However, the flower bed was surrounded by yellow and white isolation belts.

A big boy of seventeen or eighteen years old was squatting beside a body covered with white cloth sobbing and crying. On the other side, a little girl was crying and slapped the police car door, and the woman was tied inside.

Lu Changqing withdrew his gaze and briefly explained the situation to the police.

"Okay, thank you for your bravery. There may be a record in the future, and we will call you to notify you at that time."

The person who knows the situation is a female police officer with a handsome appearance and looks heroic.

Yingqiong, a rare surname!

Lu Changqing smiled, shook hands on the other party, and then left the scene.

He just bravely tried to stop the riots and did not cause any special casualties. After indicating that he was feeling unwell, the female police officer Yingqiong asked him to leave.

As for the corpse of the young girl lying on the ground, it can only be said to be a pity.

The person was dead, half of his face was bitten to pieces, and the trachea on his neck was even more broken.

Her boyfriend just went to buy her a cup of milk tea, and when he came back, he only saw Leng Bingbing's body.

It's very sudden, but I can only accept reality.

“Solved?”

After getting in the car and sitting in the main driver, Xu Qingtong asked with concern.

"Um."

With the seat belt tied, the small Atour q7 started. Xu Qingtong said while driving: "Why is it getting more and more messy now? I always feel something is wrong."

As the leading actress of the TV station, even if she does not host relevant news reports on current affairs, she can still understand the current situation of the new city from all aspects of the station.

It's really messy!

And it's from all sides.

Traffic cases, criminal crimes, neighborhood conflicts, environmental pollution, etc.

There are actually not many cases with great influence, but they are all kinds of small news that are frequently erupting.

These small news may seem small, but they also have certain reporting value. Once more, the TV station will have too many choices, after all, they need to screen reports.

In the past, for journalists, that was a gospel.

But now it seems that people feel a little panic.

Why doesn't he speak?

After saying something in his mind, Xu Qingtong looked sideways, but saw Lu Changqing leaning against the car window and door, rubbing his forehead with his other hand.

"What's wrong? Is the head ache?"

"No."

"I said no, you came out to have dinner with me in the afternoon and rubbed my head several times. If you feel uncomfortable, tell me that you can transfer to the hospital now."

Lu Changqing smiled, "You care about me very much!"

There is no sound next to it.

If Lu Changqing looked over, he would find that Xu Qingtong was holding the steering wheel tightly with her hands, her face flushed.

This kind of sometimes blushing state should not actually appear in the host of an interview program.

Not to mention happiness and anger, you can at least restrain your emotions.

Perhaps, when she gets along with Lu Changqing and with others, she has a completely different mentality.

In the quiet, a word suddenly came.

"Thanks!"

"It's okay, you'll treat me to dinner next time." Lu Changqing said casually when he knew that the other party was talking about what he was just now.

"Then you have to eat less. Eat like you today, and you will have to eat me poor sooner or later."

"It's not eating every day."

“It’s not impossible…”

The atmosphere became ambiguous in a blink of an eye.

In the small space, there are some feelings that both men and women understand.

"It's a bit hot, I'll open the window!"

Lu Changqing leaned against the window and looked at Xu Qingtong in a hurry. A smile appeared on her face, but it was fleeting.

He remembered that girl Wang Qing, and there was also the reckless back in his mind that Wei Ran was blocking his face.

The windows open and the cool evening breeze blows in, which brings heat because the car itself has a cold air conditioner.

Xu Qingtong closed the car window again, and glanced at Lu Changqing with a blushing face.

But I found that the other party looked dark and his eyes were deep, as if he was trapped in some memories.

Does he have a girlfriend?

Or is there any sincere feelings that cannot be let go?

The dizziness faded away, and his slender fingers clutched the steering wheel tightly, and Xu Qingtong fell into silence.

Until the car drove into the underground garage, it turned off when it was finally reversed into the garage.

"Ah, why is there no oil again!"

Xu Qingtong gasped in anger as she kicked her high heels on the tire.

Lu Changqing got out of the car, looked around and frowned inadvertently.

"That's it. Your parking space is inside anyway, so no car will come in."

"But I have to go to work tomorrow!"

Xu Qingtong felt very wronged, and didn't know where the grievance came from, just as if the anger just now was involuntarily.

She wants to cry!

A car key was stuffed into her hand, and the man's hot palm that touched by.

"Drive my car. I've been resting at home recently. Tynick is a bit powerful. Don't step on heavy placing when you give it gas. Also, don't drive in high heels in the future."
To be continued...
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