Mazi's words made Jin Dafu's movements subconsciously pause, but he immediately continued to chop. [】

Mazi wailed and raised his arm to block it.

The sharp kitchen knife cut a deep bone-visible hole on the typing arm, and blood was flowing like money.

"Kim Daefu, you really can't kill me. If you kill me, you won't be able to survive."

Mazi's brain was spinning quickly, looking for reasons to convince Jin Dafu to stop.

Jin Dafu was holding a bloody kitchen knife in his hand, looking at Mazi's panic and even frightened expression, and felt a sense of indescribable pleasure in his heart.

"Mazi, you are a tiger's person. Do you think tigers can avenge you?" Jin Dafu said disdainfully.

"Brother Hu won't avenge me, but Lin Mo will."

Mazi's mind was very fast, and in a moment he thought of an extremely sinister plan to escape.

"Lin Mo? What does this have to do with her?"

Sure enough, Jin Dafu's attention was instantly transferred to Lin Mo by Mazi.

"Do you think I'll come to seduce your wife for no reason?"

Mazi endured the severe pain on her arm and looked at Jin Dafu's face with a little pride: "It was Lin Mo who gave me some money and asked me to take revenge on you. You also know that I can't afford to offend the person around her, so you will be the same."

Mazi does have a tongue that is not bad.

These few short sentences found Jin Dafu's almost burned out of his mind again.

"Kim Daefu, you shouldn't have tried to attack Lin Mo. The person around her is not something you can afford to mess with."

Mazi continued to guide Kim Dae-fu's attention.

As it turns out, he is very successful.

Kim Dae-fu has shifted the direction of hatred.

"Lin Mo! Everything is caused by you. I will definitely not let you go, I will definitely not!"

Jin Dafu murmured to himself, almost crazy.

Seeing this, Mazi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that his life was finally saved.

But before Mazi's smile could bloom, she found that her neck seemed to be getting cold.

At this moment, my breathing suddenly became extremely difficult.

He covered his neck with both hands and sucked the air desperately.

However, the air could not enter his lung cavity at all, but the blood spurted out of the arteries was scattering.

"For... why? Why is this happening?"

In Mazi's mind, the answer to this last thought was finally heard clearly before he died.

"You killed my Cuihua, you must be buried with her!"

Jin Dafu looked at the pockmarked seeds lying in a pool of blood and his eyes were filled with pathological madness.

Looking at Luo Cuihua lying in a pool of blood, Jin Dafu walked to her body like a zombie and hugged Luo Cuihua tightly into his arms.

Outside the window, the rain had stopped, and the seven-colored rainbow hangs in the sky, and the sun gradually emerged from the clouds, shining brightly on the earth.

But for Kim Dae-fuku, the bright sunshine was like a layer of gray mist, not warm at all.

The corpse in his arms has gradually lost its temperature.

Kim Dae-fu finally calmed down his mood.

A man cannot be resurrected when he dies, he still has to live.

"Since you two like to be together, then I will fulfill your wishes." Jin Dafu's eyes swept over Luo Cuihua and Mazi, got up, and walked into the bathroom.

...

Sunny days after the rain often bring people a happy and good mood.

When Lin Mo walked out of the studio again, the expression on his face was already filled with a faint smile.

She came to Jiang Fan and said softly: "Let me accompany me to Shahu tomorrow."

"Shahu?" Jiang Fan was stunned and then asked, "What are you doing in Shahu?"

"Tomorrow is the day when sand lakes are rolling sand. Go to collect folk songs and participate in an outdoor shooting event." Lin Mo explained.

After hearing this, Jiang Fan nodded and agreed.

Lin Mo got Jiang Fan's affirmative answer and turned around and walked over to the stairs with a smile.

Jiang Fan came to his senses, lowered his head and looked at Lang Qing lying on his feet, and said with a smile: "I should see many beauties when I go to participate in the outdoor shooting activities of professional photographers, right?"

Lang Qing raised his head and looked at Jiang Fan, then lay down again.

Jiang Fan shook his head, picked up the coffee and took a sip, then got up and left a meter of sunshine.

Jiang Fan got on the bus and headed straight to the city central hospital.

Because Xiaocao's mother did not accept the protection of the police, Jiang Fan was always a little worried about her situation.

So, as soon as the rain stopped, he thought of going over and taking a look at her.

However, unlike last time, this time, Jiang Fan bought a lot of fresh fruits and went to the hospital.

When Jiang Fan walked out of the elevator and came to the ward where Wu Yaru was, he found that Wu Yaru was not in the ward.

A nurse was checking a patient's physical condition. When she saw Jiang Fan walking in, she immediately walked over.

"Are you here to find a patient with bed 3?" the nurse asked directly.

The third bed is Wu Yaru's bed number.

Jiang Fan nodded and then asked, "Where is her person? Why aren't she here?"

"She has been discharged from the hospital, but she has left you a letter." The nurse said, taking out a letter from her pocket and handing it to Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan put the fruit aside and took the letter out of the ward.

Opening the envelope, Jiang Fan read all the content written by Wu Yaru word by word.

"Jiang Fan, I'm sorry, I'm leaving."

"Thank you for everything you have done over the past period of time. Xiaocao and I will never forget you."

...

"You have to be careful of Anan, he already knows that you saved me..."

Jiang Fan put down the letter in his hand and shook his head helplessly.

Wu Yaru finally chose to escape and hide.

This is not the ending that Jiang Fan wants to see, but this is Wu Yaru's own choice.

Jiang Fan left the hospital gate, burned the letter and threw it into the trash can.

Since Wu Yaru chose to leave, Jiang Fan could only respect her decision.

As for Wu Yaru's letter, he reminded him to be careful of Anan, and he also took it to heart.

Jiang Fan came out of the hospital and before he could stop the taxi, a familiar car rushed past him.

Jiang Fan's eagle eyes instantly saw clearly the person sitting in the Passat, who wanted to kill his Dark Hall Stinger.

The stinger's injury was actually not healed at all, but he couldn't stay in the hospital for more time.

The boss of the Unknown Hall and even the Fifth Master were waiting for his reply.

So, when he could barely act on his own, he immediately chose to leave the hospital.

The Stinger drove back to the headquarters of the Undead Hall.

A shooting club called CK is located in the city center.

This shooting club is one of three live-fire shooting clubs in Zhonghai City.

After exiting the underground parking lot, Thorns headed straight to the bar inside the top floor of the club.

When his figure appeared in the bar with elegant decoration and high-end style, the bartender who had been standing in the bar immediately nodded slightly at him.

The stinger walked to the bar, took out a hundred-dollar bill, folded it in half and placed it on the bar.

"Give me a glass of flames."

The bartender immediately brought a glass of flames that had been prepared long ago to the stinger and whispered: "The Great Elder is almost losing his patience, I wish you good luck."

The poisonous stinged the glass of flames in one go, and then knocked on the glass door on the observation deck with a gloomy expression.

The viewing platform is completely made of tempered glass, and even the seats and tables are made of tempered glass.

At this time, an old man with a heavy face was sitting in the observation deck. Behind the old man was a young woman who was constantly curling her long hair.

After entering the observation deck, the stinger immediately came to the old man and stood there.

"The Great Elder, the mission failed."

The Poison Stinger had no idea of ​​hiding it. Although he knew the rules of the Uncharted Hall, he did not dare to hide it in front of this old man.

"Did you get your injury beaten by the target?"

The old man did not blame the poisonous stinger, and a terrifying light suddenly burst out from his turbid old eyes.

Without having to check it out in person, the old man could have felt from the breath of the poisonous stinger that he had suffered almost devastating injuries.

"Well, he only used one move." Poisonous sting nodded and answered truthfully.

Hearing the answer from Poison Sprite, an accident flashed in the old man's eyes, and even the young woman standing behind him could not help but show a curious look.

"Your poison is ineffective against him?" the old man asked again.

"Yes, my poison is ineffective against him." Poison nodded, and then added: "He has never taken any antidote. The only explanation is that he has no poison."

"All poisons are not invaded?"

The woman who had never spoken took over the conversation and then asked, "Great Elder, is there really such a person in the world?"

The old man fell into deep thought. After a long time, he nodded and said, "There is indeed such a person in the legend, but I have lived for so many years and have never seen him."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, Dutzu's forehead was sweating profusely, and he almost instantly fell to the ground.

"Great Elder, I dare not hide anything from the Poison Sword. Please take a look at it." Poison Sword knelt at the old man's feet, not daring to make any changes.

"I will check it out, you go down first." The elder was silent for a moment, and finally chose to let the stinger go temporarily.

Hearing this, Poison Sting immediately raised his head and looked at the eyes of the Great Elder, with a little flashing.

"Say." The Great Elder spoke lightly.

Poison Spurs nodded immediately and said carefully: "He said he asked me to bring a message to Master Wu, and he would visit Master Wu."

The Poison Stinger could be said or not, but for many years he had been used to saying everything in front of the Great Elder, so he still said it.

"Hmph! Not a small tone."

The old man snorted coldly and waved his hand at the Poison Sprig. After Poison Sprig turned around and left the observation deck, he coldly ordered: "Rose, go and contact it and see if that kid is really invincible."

“Yes, Master.”

The young woman nodded, flipped her wrist and a delicate rose appeared out of thin air.

"The poison of the stinger is becoming less and less useful."

Rose disdained the performance of poisonous thorns.

"Be careful first, don't underestimate any opponent. Don't forget, what are we doing for so many years in China?" The old man's voice suddenly became extremely cold.

The young woman, known as the rose, showed a charming smile on her face and bowed slightly.

"Yes, Master, I won't let you down."

After Rose finished speaking, she walked out of the observation deck with charming steps.

But as soon as I left the viewing platform, the figure of Poisonous Sprite was waiting for her all the time.

"Rose, how about having a drink together?" Poisonous Thorn looked at Rose and smiled and sent out an invitation.

But Rose shook her head and said softly: "You are not poisonous enough to be able to test my depth, so don't do things that waste time."

"You haven't tried it, how do you know if I'm poisonous enough?" Poisonous Sting was not angry, but continued to tease Rose.
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