Spread joy in the arms of the cold male god

Chapter 100
Duan Yicheng suddenly shook her hand violently like a rage, with such force that he almost pushed her down. At this moment, he became a little bit human, but his words were not humane at all, "What is between us?" have nothing to say."

This irrelevant attitude successfully angered her, "You are sick, it's this fucking time, why are you so nervous? Do you know how long I worked hard to see you for 10 minutes? You know Because of your incident, I have been running back and forth..."

"Did I beg you?"

"What... what?"

Song Xiaolin couldn't believe what cruel words he had just heard.

How dare he?
At this time, Duan Yicheng was like a dead fish, and he no longer had any scruples. The things he cared about most have long since disappeared in this world. It doesn't matter whether he lives in a mess or not. He laughed cruelly and mercilessly, but rather than laughing at her, it was more like self-deprecating, "Did I say something wrong? Did I beg you? I don't appreciate it at all, so stop wasting time on my It's meaningless, everything is not worth it, besides, I killed people, do you want to excuse a murderer?"

She didn't understand why he erected all the sharp thorns on his body that had been softened with great difficulty, once again freezing his heart, like a hedgehog, not letting anyone get close, the sharp thorns hurt others, but He himself will obviously be in pain, and he is obviously in pain, so why should he be brave?

"How dare you say that? Well, you think what I'm doing is meaningless and not worth it. What about Auntie Ami? What about your sister-in-law? You know that Auntie Amy is desperate because of you. A woman with no money and power has to kneel at the door of the principal's office all day, just to ask the school to save you? She has suffered no less than yours, but she is still working hard to live and give everything she can for you, and you Is there any reason to degenerate here?"

Hearing this, Duan Yicheng's eyes slowly filled with self-reproach, and the furrowed brow betrayed his flustered state of mind at the moment, but only for a moment, he turned his eyes away again, his voice was desolate and desolate, followed by the dust floating in the air gradually Precipitation, "You tell my aunt, let her... forget about me, and you too, just treat me as dead, and die with my mother in this cold and long winter."

After finishing speaking, he turned around decisively and left without any hesitation or any trace of nostalgia.

The death of his mother had already taken away all his nostalgia and all his beliefs.

The world is too bitter, it is better to fall into hell, at least it will not hurt or hurt.

But this would be too selfish.

"Duan Yicheng, you..."

"I'm sorry Miss Song, please leave." The little police officer outside the door stopped her.

Song Xiaolin could only watch Duan Yicheng's back gradually leaving and finally disappearing in the dark corridor. He was so tall, but so helpless, the pain of losing the person he loved the most was vividly portrayed on his body. All the paintings are deeply rooted in the bones, just such a lonely and lonely back, one can't help but feel a sore nose and tears.

out of the jail.

windy.

She kicked the pebbles all the way, feeling very depressed. Although she felt that he had a difficult heart, but she ran around several times, but in the end she was said to be nosy, and she was not very comfortable after all.

"I'm so mad!" she complained, walking westward aimlessly.

I don't know how long it took.

There was a khaki-colored pebble on the ground, and she was worried that she had no place to vent her anger, so she took it as Duan Yicheng, and kicked it hard suddenly, maybe it was too hard, and the pair of shoes that didn't fit well flew out with it .

She had no choice but to hop around to pick up the shoes, only to realize that she had walked a long way.

The surrounding environment is unfamiliar and there is no human habitation.

It was getting late, she knelt down to put on her shoes, and when she was about to return the same way, she suddenly heard a faint voice coming from a certain alley——

"Hey, the kid surnamed Li died like this, it's really cheap for him."

"..."

died?

who died?
Immediately, Song Xiaopur took a deep breath and realized that he had glimpsed some shocking secret!
Humans have a primal curiosity.

She is no exception.

So, she instinctively approached the source of the sound, hid quietly behind the wall, and then cautiously probed into the alley. Only one eye was exposed, and three figures were reflected in the pupil, three of whom were dressed sloppily. The limp boy leaned crookedly against the wall, smoking a cigarette and swearing, his face was obscured by the cloud.

"Who the hell knows how weak he is. With a light push, he fell to the ground and bled to death on the back of his head."

"Tsk tsk tsk, did he want to die with us that day?"

"Does he have the guts, kid?"

"By the way, Duan won't betray us, will he?"

"No, he killed himself and killed people three times, and he will be sentenced soon."

"If he dares to betray us, I'll dig his mother's grave right away."

"..."

Song Xiaolin covered his mouth tightly, for fear that someone might not be able to hold back the slightest sound that should not have been made.

Therefore, the person surnamed Li among the three populations should refer to the victim Li Xiang, while the person surnamed Duan refers to Duan Yicheng. They are the three witnesses!
Could this move be the so-called killing with a borrowed knife?
Duan Yicheng is fucking forced to take the blame!
What a shocking inside story!

She hurriedly took out her mobile phone from her bag, originally intending to record the faces of these three people, but unexpectedly, at this moment, her heart was beating like a deer, and cold sweat was breaking out on her forehead, and she hadn't switched to With the video function, I accidentally pressed the shutter button with a trembling hand, and the "click" sound was extremely loud in the deserted alley.

When their eyes met, Song Xiaolin ran away.

After the three people reacted, they immediately chased after them: "Damn it, don't let this woman run away."

After a while, she was tired from running, but the three people behind her kept chasing after her, so she didn't dare to stop.

One of them shouted arrogantly from behind: "It's useless, no matter what you hear, even if you go to the police station, no one will believe everything you say, my father is the village chief, he just needs to move his finger lightly Everything can be suppressed, and as long as we don’t admit it, it’s useless to just rely on your mouth alone! So, I advise you to do it yourself!”

village head?

This person is Wang Chengrun!

Later, she gradually became exhausted.

Fortunately, I met a patrol car at the next intersection and escaped unharmed.

When the three saw the policeman, they had no choice but to give up. They put their hands under their necks, grinned, made a threatening gesture to her, and left unwillingly.

But Song Xiaolin didn't understand it, and he didn't care about running out of breath. He just grabbed a policeman's arm in a hurry, looking as if he had encountered the end of the world, and was so tired that he couldn't stop saying a word: "Hurry up, hurry up!" I... take me to... the guard."

(End of this chapter)