Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

Zhou Xufang smiled: "Okay~"

Jiang Zhi gave her a drink.

The phone on the sofa rang, and Jiang Zhi picked it up.

It was Tang who thought, "Jiang Zhi."

"what's up?"

She said in a hurry, "My mother is in Luo Qinghe."

"The Luo Family?"

"No, the address hasn't been sent to me yet, she let me go by myself." Luo Qinghe should be suspicious of her, probably using his own way to treat her.

Jiang Zhi asked: "What does she want?"

"I didn't say it." Tang wanted to guess, "it should be for the original recording."

At eight forty in the evening.

On the Zhangjiang Bridge, the cold wind was humid. The extended sedan was parked on the side of the road with the windows closed.

The back seat is very spacious, with a wheelchair in it, Luo Qinghe is sitting on the seat next to the wheelchair, with a hand held on his lap.

With the hand open, the light of the screen was spread on the black coat.

Luo Qinghe put on the headphones, and after watching the video, he said to himself: "So it's you."

It's her.

Luo Qinghe took off the headphones and suddenly laughed: "Hahahahaha..."

Because she laughed loudly, the sleeping person behind was awakened.

After encrypting the video, she closed her hand, got up and walked to the back seat, squatting: "Aunt Xiu, think about coming to pick you up, let's go down."

Ms. He was injected with drugs, she was dazed and groggy, and she murmured unconsciously, "Think about it."

At nine o'clock, Tang Xiang arrived at the Zhangjiang Bridge. Before he got even closer, he saw Ms. He who was **** outside the guardrail, and she ran over in a hurry.

"mom!"

Luo Qinghe stood beside Ms. He with a knife in her hand. She said, "Stand don't move."

Tang wanted to stop.

Her mother was obviously unconscious, shaking her head and shaking her head, she was placed outside the guardrail, and one step forward was Zhang Jiang. Ms. He was tied by the rope on her wrist and tied to the guardrail.

Luo Qinghe was playing with a small knife in his hand, and the blade was wiping the rope intentionally or unintentionally: "Don't get too close, or it will startle me. If my hand slips, it doesn't necessarily mean that I cut the rope."

Tang Xiang didn't dare to go any further, his eyes flushed anxiously: "You crazy woman, do you know what you are doing?"

Luo Qinghe laughed after being scolded, his eyes looked like ghosts, weird and gloomy: "You said I'm a mad woman, how do I know what I'm doing."

She didn't get in, Tang Xiang was annoyed and anxious: "I called the police before I came, and the police will come right away. If you don't want to go to jail, you should release them immediately."

The wind on the river side was so strong that Ms. He was blown to the ground, and the rope on her wrist was pulled to make a creaking sound.

Tang thinks his heart is about to jump out!

Luo Qinghe still smiled like a glamorous ghost, with a ruby ​​clip in his hair, and his red lips closed together: "If you let your mother go, I still have to go to jail. Why did you say I let her go?"

madman!

What a lunatic!

Tang Xiang was irritable: "Then what the **** do you want to do!"

"You don't know what I want to do?" Luo Qinghe gave birth to a pair of single eyelids with wide open corners, which looked a little bit affectionate and enchanting. "Don't pretend to think of it, and give me the original."

Tang Xiang immediately asked, "What original?"

Don't admit it.

Luo Qinghe was not in a hurry, and he patted the knife in his hand unhurriedly: "Do you have the motive to get the roots of the old case in the Luojia flower shed?"

There were so many people involved in the case, and Tang Xiang could count them one by one. If it was her, it would be great. She had been working hard for the Luo family for eight years, and she was not ordinary people just by looking at her tenacity and endurance.

Even if it wasn't her...

Luo Qinghe is very calm: "It doesn't matter if you don't admit it, I am not afraid of wrongdoing." It does not matter if you miss it. The relevant people try one by one, and you can always find clues by digging three feet.

A word flashed through Tang Xiang's mind—Ghost.

Luo Qing and his mother are horrifying, the knife in her hand has even been pressed on the rope.

Tang wanted to shout, "Wait!" She procrastinated first, "I don't know what the original is, but you can do anything you want me to do, as long as you don't hurt my mother."

This is not easy, is it not her? Luo Qinghe dragged and said, "The **** is not you." She complained to herself, "What should I do, I can't find the person who framed me, my death date may be approaching." She spoke sharply and showed her teeth. Smiled, "Then I can't pull a back cushion." She sharpened the blade on the rope, and the weak rope broke in half.

by! This crazy woman!

Unable to drag it any longer, Tang thinks that he can only compromise: "You want the original, OK, here you are, you will give you everything you want!" She took off the backpack on her back and threw it over.

Luo Qinghe still stood on the spot, did not pick it up, tugged at the corner of his mouth and laughed: "Heh." Glancing at the things on the ground, she said, "It's late, I don't want it anymore."

Who knows if it was copied and burned again.

Tang Xiang was almost driven crazy by this lunatic: "Luo Qinghe!"

Luo Qinghe didn't even look at her, lying on the guardrail, overlooking the surging river under the bridge: "The Zhangjiang River is rushing. If it falls, the chance of survival should be very small."

She said, "My dad died here."

Just beside, the telescopic isolation belt at the crime scene has not been removed, and the guardrail at that place has also been crashed.

Luo Qinghe retracted his gaze from the distance and looked at the delirious Ms. He. Her voice was suddenly soft and said, "Aunt Xiu, you go with him too."

After finishing speaking, she went down sharply.

The rope is broken...

"Mom!" Tang Xiang immediately ran to the bridge.

At the moment when Ms. He fell down, the rope on her wrist was caught, and at the same time, Luo Qinghe was pinched by a black gloved hand.

Here comes, professional runner, Z.

Luo Qinghe's pupils dilated and her throat was strangled. She opened her mouth and panted, and the knife in her hand fell to the ground. She raised her hand and knocked off the glasses of the person in front of her.

Under the glasses, there are a pair of blood-red eyes.

Zhou Xufang is angry. Once she gets angry, she will do it. Her voice is a little dumb, and she is already extremely restrained: "I don't beat women, today I will make an exception."

This woman, too bad, too bad, don't itch her hands!

Zhou Xufang pinched her neck and pushed it hard, using 80% of the force.

Luo Qinghe was pushed into the air, hit the guardrail a few meters away, and rolled to the ground like a rag, causing her to scream in pain.

Zhou Xufang was empty, and immediately pulled Ms. He from the guardrail back onto the bridge.

Tang Xiang immediately went over to support Ms. He.

Professional runner Z, it's the first time she has seen it in person. Jiang Zhi hired it? Only Jiang Zhi knew about this matter except for her. She was thinking, when a gust of wind came, and she looked up again, the errand runner in the black jacket had gone across the bridge.

Luo Qing and his pupils shrank suddenly.

In two seconds, this guy was in front of him.

She sat up from the ground, her back was numb, and she raised her head to look at the **** eyes: "I remember you warned me that your eyes will turn red when you are angry. I still don't believe it." There is fear, but there is also the excitement of eagerness to try, "It turns out, you are such a monster." No wonder that being able to fly over the walls and be invulnerable to swords and guns can make the whole circle of errand runners smelly.

This monster has a weakness, she dare not kill.

Zhou Xufang pressed the hat embroidered with letters on his head, "Yes, the monster is going to kill you now."

She had never had this urge to kill people before.

She couldn't help it anymore and kicked Luo Qinghe's chest with one kick.

Luo Qinghe was kicked and rolled on the ground for several meters. Zhou Xufang didn't show any mercy with this kick. Luo Qinghe's face turned white in an instant, and she was paralyzed on the ground for a long time and couldn't move. She coughed and tasted it in her throat. The smell of blood.

She slowed down for a long time, got up, the red jewel on her head was shining brightly, and she suddenly laughed: "Hahahahahaha..."

Like a madman.

Zhou Xufang walked over: "What are you laughing at?"

She smiled so that her eyes were full of bloodshot eyes: "Laugh you are stupid, hahahahahahaha..."

"madman."

Livestock!

Zhou Xufang's such a good temper was about to explode. He squatted down, grabbed Luo Qinghe by the collar, and punched her in the stomach.

Luo Qinghe screamed, but she still had pride and madness in her eyes when she was suppressed and beaten like this, but she did not give in or repent at all.

Zhou Xufang hit another punch.

"Cough cough cough..."

Luo Qinghe lay on the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The blood in Zhou Xufang's eyes grew thicker, she squatted down, picked up the person, clenched her hands into fists, and slammed them down hard--

"enough."

Her hand was caught, and it was Jiang Zhi who came, wearing black like her: "She will die and can't fight anymore." The voice was so low that only Zhou Xufang could hear it.

Zhou Xufang turned his head, his pupils were red: "Then let her die."