After betraying the traitor, she became a god in the dark game

Chapter 11 The Truth ([-])

Qiao Yanxin held the silver gun, closed her left eye tightly, and took aim with her right eye.

The man's third eye opened between his eyebrows, his scarlet eyeballs staring greedily at Qiao Yanxin.

The spider legs were embedded with blades and were scraping towards her eyes. Yan Qing's wooden arms were along his back and inserted straight into his heart.

Qiao Yanxin raised her eyelids lightly without blinking. She raised the pistol with her right hand and pointed it at the man's left eye.

"call out……"

The dazzling silver light flashed with electricity and passed through the man's left eye.

The left eye burst out with the brilliance of fireworks. He covered the ulcerated eye in embarrassment and took out the shattered eyeball.

"Damn you."

His two eyes were fixed on the gun in her hand. In the blink of an eye, the hairs on his body were twisted into silk threads and flew towards her right hand along with the spider silk coming out of his mouth.

"Step aside!"

Yan Qing quickly ran to Qiao Yanxin. She took off her gloves and held the thick silk thread blankly.

The silk thread was burned by the red fire and burned to ashes. The remaining firelight flew along the silk thread and flew up to the man's body.

Qiao Yanxin held the ground with one hand, knelt down, and took the opportunity to aim at the eyes between the man's brows.

The man's right leg was swung into a circle, and his arms were messy to extinguish the weird fire left on his body.

The bullet passed by his first eye, and silver electricity penetrated into his eyeball.

"Thunderbolt!" The voice was accompanied by the man's heartbroken roar of pain.

Qiao Yanxin's last shot ended his life neatly.

She scraped the blood from the corner of her mouth. After the man's body cooled down, a business card fell on the tip of her shoe.

"Rose An'er."

She glanced casually and scattered the torn business card into the dirt.

"How long are you going to hide?"

Qiao Yan paused at the obviously higher mound. There were no weeds directly in front of the mound. Someone must have been cleaning it from time to time. There were obviously no tombstones, but there were two knee prints that were not obvious.

The mound trembled slightly, and the woman's body curled up and crawled out of the soil.

Yan Qing pointed at her, tongue-tied in fear, "Is this okay?"

He glanced at Qiao Yanxin's expression vaguely again.

"What do I want?"

The woman stretched her body stiffly, and her bones made a crackling sound. There was no obvious pain on her face, as if she had long been accustomed to it.

Before Yan Qing could speak, Qiao Yanxin jumped in and said, "You answer us first, and then we can give you the stuff."

There was clear distrust in her eyes.

The woman tilted her head and stared at Yan Qing with her dark eyes, but her solemn gaze remained on Qiao Yan's heart.

Yan Qing took out the orchid grass at the right time and shook it provocatively. The woman's calm face and false mask of calm were torn to pieces.

Her withered hands grabbed the orchid grass, and Qiao Yan, who had been prepared for it, shot through her bones.

The crazy woman calmed down and spoke as if begging for mercy.

"Don't, don't shoot, I told you." Her old voice said softly.

"Three years ago, my daughter..." she choked unconsciously, "was treated by this school's English teacher, who was a beast." A fierce light burst out from her eyes.

"The beast named Huang is a waste. When Ayan called me, I found out that she already had a child and missed the time. Once she had an abortion, her life would be in danger. Under my questioning, I Only then did I find out that one time after class, Teacher Huang had become sexually attracted to her in the name of tutoring."

Yan Qing did not focus too much on the woman, but instead observed Qiao Yanxin's expression more attentively.

"When I heard this, I came to my daughter all night to seek justice for her, but the school was shielding this teacher and was unwilling to give a result. Obviously, public opinion, the people, and students all knew about this. thing."

"My daughter's roommates have all testified about who Teacher Huang is and what she did to her. They also have chat records."

She was lost in memories, her face full of grief.

"No, there was a little girl at that time, her... her name was Wang Yun. She was reluctant to say a word for my daughter. She was in love with that yellow beast and went to the police station to perjury for that man, saying that he was He was with her, she didn't have time for the incident, and the matter was settled."

The woman wiped away her tears and looked at Qiao Yan, Xin Yan and Qing, "My daughter has no grudge against Teacher Huang. How could she use her innocence to accuse him unjustly? Is this so possible?"

Qiao Yanxin rubbed her fingers and asked calmly: "Why are you trapped here."

When she looks at people with her clear eyes, she seems to be able to see into their hearts.

The woman replied bitterly: "They were afraid that I would cause trouble and that I would leave. They felt guilty, so they locked me up here."

Qiao Yanxin picked her fingers a few times and asked lazily: "Do you know what Yang Yan likes to eat?"

The woman thought it was an auditory hallucination and glanced at Qiao Yanxin funnyly: "What doesn't she like to eat? She's not picky about food and is easy to take care of."

Qiao Yanxin smiled slightly, and the woman looked at this strange smile suspiciously.

Before she could recover, four hidden weapons on Qiao Yanxin's wrist pierced into the woman's hands and hamstrings, causing her heartbreaking pain.

"I don't even know what my daughter likes to eat, so she's still here to show us the deep love between mother and daughter."

She looked at that hypocritical face with horror.

"She likes to eat durian, but hates bananas the most. If you don't like durian, she doesn't dare to eat it at home, so she can only skip meals at school and eat sparingly."

The woman rolled her cloudy eyes with a guilty conscience, fearing that the person in front of her would tell the truth that she never wanted to think of.

"Are you seeking justice for her? You want money. At the end of September, you went to the school to find Yang Yan and asked her to give you the money from her part-time job so that you could buy a house for your son."

"In the case of Teacher Huang, didn't you bring up this idea to Liu Yan? Didn't you contact the buyer of Yang Yan's part-time job selling her body?"

The woman cursed like crazy: "Shut up, shut up, what do you know? She is just a bitch. It is already a good thing that she can come to our house."

Yan Qing looked at the woman whose face changed in astonishment, as if the way she cried for her daughter a while ago was just a dream.

"Liu Yan is your biological daughter, right? When did you discover Yang Yan's life experience? In order to provide blood to Liu Yan, she was deceived by you for so long. I guess Liu Yan will die after knowing the truth!"

Upon hearing the word Liu Yan, a hint of motherly love and pity flashed across the woman's face.

"My daughter is innocent. If it weren't for Huang Shiyu, she would have lived peacefully in this world."

She shed tears of blood and her eyes were full of unwillingness.

"What did Huang Shiyu do to Liu Yan?" Yan Qing said anxiously, after all, it was related to her assessment.

"That vicious woman dared to withdraw halfway for the sake of Wang Yun, a bitch. Since she got on this boat, don't even think about getting off. I just posted Wang Yun's disgusting things to the school. She actually did it for This woman dug out my private affairs and learned about our plan. In order to get revenge on Ayan, she sacrificed herself and summoned the box. My poor Ayan was trapped in the dormitory for life and life, never being able to get out. "

She complained heartfeltly about the injustice of the devil.

(End of this chapter)