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Chapter 285 Chapter 285: Jiang Chengxue averts a disaster for Chang Ling (second update)

"Wen Changling, how can you be so greedy? You are reluctant to break up with Xie Shang, so you want to drag me to death. I want to help you, and you are reluctant to leave him. What else do you want? What else do you want from me? You Do you still want revenge? Why have you become so timid?"

Wen Changling stared blankly at the cup of tea in front of her. When was her hands and feet "tied" by Xie Shang?

"Xie Shang has joined forces with those people in the prison. Do you think he can beat me?" The world outside the window is covered with white, and the interlacing light falls on Jiang Chengxue's face. His skin is so white that it looks cold, like a jade face in a book. Rakshasa, "He can't win, he has a bottom line, I don't."

He looked at Wen Changling with a comfortable and patient look, as if he was playing a cat and mouse game.

Wen Changling hated his attitude as a judge the most.

She turned the cup in front of her upside down and let the tea flow into her hands. The slightly hot temperature woke her up: "I saw your case before coming here. Your heart function is already very poor."

The phone rang again.

Xie Shang must be anxious, she suddenly doesn't want to die.

"I think I can change my mind. We don't have to die together. I can completely outlast you. As for revenge," her cold tone was relaxed and calm, "it doesn't seem to make much difference whether a villain like you is punished by nature or by humans."

The smile on Jiang Chengxue's lips suddenly froze.

Judging from his reaction, Wen Changling knew that she had finally won.

She put the oak wishing card she had held in her hand for a long time on the table and pushed it to the opposite side: "Jiang Chengxue, I won't play your boring games with you anymore."

She got up and left here without hesitation.

"Ah."

Jiang Chengxue laughed out loud, looked at the skin on her fingers that was reddened by the tea, and murmured in a low voice: "It's so boring."

After walking to the road outside the teahouse, Wen Changling answered Xie Shang's phone.

"Long-term——"

She interrupted Xie Shang: "Why did you buy a cemetery?"

Hearing her voice and knowing that she was safe and sound, Xie Shang took a long breath. The world that had snowed was very quiet, and all the noise was sucked into the loose holes by the snow. It seemed that only his voice was left: "Still... What can I do? I’ll accompany you.”

Madman, you really dare to die.

Xie Shang said: "Raise your head."

Wen Changling looked up and saw him standing diagonally across the intersection.

She used to read Camus's Notes, and there was a sentence in it that she liked very much, "The end of every winter is the beginning of spring."

The traffic light on her side turned green and she stepped onto the zebra crossing. At this time, a black car outside the stop line at the intersection suddenly started and accelerated out.

"Long age!"

It's too late, Xie Shang stood too far away...

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and the trees on the roadside were shaken down and covered with snow. Then slowly, everything returned to calm. The black car rolled over, its wheels spinning, and black smoke billowing. Xie Shang ran over, grabbed Wen Changling, and blocked her completely behind him. After her shock subsided, she looked at the white car that had knocked over the black car.

Just now, at the moment when the black car was driving towards her, a white car drove in front of her and hit her.

The traffic policeman in the distance blew his whistle, sharp and sharp.

After the front of the white car overturned the black car, because the speed was too fast, the whole car rotated half a circle, and the rear of the car hit the guardrail of the green belt. The car logo behind it was beyond recognition, but even though it was completely unrecognizable, Wen Changling still recognized the car logo—— Oriental Motors.

With a bang, Jiang Chengxue kicked open the car door.

Wen Changling looked at him blankly.

His head was broken, blood flowed into his eyes, and his pupils were stained red. He only glanced at Wen Changling, and then looked at the perpetrator in the black car with bloody eyes. He walked over, opened the car door, dragged the person out, and kicked him hard in front of the traffic police and countless witnesses.

"Who ordered you to disobey me?"

The perpetrator was already covered in cuts and bruises, and Jiang Chengxue's every kick hit his wounds, causing blood to flow all over the floor.

"Who asked you to hit her?"

The perpetrator was not a stranger, but Jiang Chengxue’s secretary, Xue Boyong.

He spit out a mouthful of blood and curled up on the ground. His eyes were calm, without regret or hatred: "Ahem, cough, cough...no one ordered me."

Yu Qiang once said that no one around Jiang Chengxue would betray him because he was the savior of their group. He saved them not because of justice, nor because of mercy, but because he needed absolute loyalty. When demons bewitch humans, they always give them bait first.

Xue Boyong looked at Wen Changling from afar like a bystander: "You even stopped taking medicine because of her."

Jiang Chengxue stepped on his chest. Unlike a tormentor, she moved slowly and gradually, increasing her strength little by little, until the wound was bruised and bloody: "I really raised a good dog."

The siren sounded, and two cars drove over from a distance and stopped on the side of the road.

Lin Yaoping got out of the car and showed his ID: "Jiang Chengxue, you are suspected of an intentional homicide. You are under emergency arrest. Please cooperate."

With blood flowing all over his face, Jiang Chengxue let it go and looked at Wen Changling for a long time.

"Let me tell her something."

Lin Yaoping winked with his colleagues and followed Jiang Chengxue.

When Jiang Chengxue's car hit the guardrail, the windshield was shattered, and the glass pierced his right leg. The white uppers of his shoes were all stained red. It didn't hurt, but it was annoying and he couldn't walk fast. He limped up to Wen Changling, twitched his lips, and smiled at her, his blood-stained eyes bright red: "I'm sorry, I can't let you get what you want, I'm not dead yet."

Wen Changling looked at Jiang Chengxue in silence.

Lin Yaoping took his hand, handcuffed him, and took him to the police car.

The snow began to fall again, covering the blood on the ground. The remaining warmth of the blood melted the snow, turning it into red patterns in the vast whiteness.

　Happy Lantern Festival.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)