Chapter 3: I am Feng Jiu

"Damn it!" The man glanced at the blood oozing from his chest, became angry, stepped forward and kicked her in the abdomen again, and scolded angrily: "Get up, don't play dead for Lao Tzu!" As he spoke, he reached out and pulled her on the hem of her dress, lifted her up and dragged her to the bed.

The sharp pain in her head and the pain in her abdomen made the person who had passed out frown slightly, and there seemed to be a voice crying in her head, which made her heart irritated: "Shut up!" ”

A cold drink came out, and when he opened his eyes, his brows couldn't help but tighten tightly. There was indeed a voice crying in her head, and in front of her, there was a lewd man in front of her, stripped to only a pair of underpants, staring at her with a lewd face.

Glancing over the disgusting body of the lewd man, she looked at the quaint room, her lips pursed into a line.

And in her mind, the crying voice seemed to be stunned when she drank coldly, and it actually stopped.

"Humph! You know it's useless to play dead, right? It's better to have fun with your grandfather obediently, otherwise, your grandfather has a way to clean you up! As he spoke, he pounced on Feng Qingge who was sitting on the bed like a hungry wolf.

"Look for death!" She snorted coldly with disgust, bent her knees and stretched out her feet to kick out the lewd man who pounced on her.

"Bang! Well! ”

The lewd man was kicked unexpectedly, and the whole person fell to the ground like a toad and snorted, he came back to his senses and quickly got up, glaring angrily at the woman sitting on the edge of the bed and swung his fist up: "Stinky woman! Dare to kick Lao Tzu, see if Lao Tzu doesn't kill you! ”

It's just that what stunned him was that the fist that was thrown out was caught by her, and he didn't know what technique she used to clasp his hand and fold it down, only to hear the click of broken bones, and his face turned pale in pain, and the scream instinctively came out, but a pair of cold hands clasped his throat, and the clicking sound suddenly came out, his head was crooked, and his eyes fell straight and straight, until he died, and he couldn't even scream.

Time seemed to stop at this moment, and the sound of the room fell silent, so quiet that even a pin could be heard falling to the ground.

At this time, the girl sitting on the bed stretched out her white and slender fingers to look at it, her eyebrows were slightly raised, and a somewhat evil smile appeared on her lips, but her evil smile with that ruined face felt weird and creepy no matter how she looked at it.

Perhaps the dead man had confessed that he didn't have to come in no matter what movement came from the room, so the two men who were guarding outside heard the sound of the crash and thump inside, and thought that it should be the man who was abusing the girl, so they didn't care.

The girl on the bed walked to the rhombic mirror and sat down, looking at the terrible face reflected in the mirror, her eyes narrowed slightly, and her fingers gently tapped on the table of the dresser, making a thin knock sound.

"Say it! Who are you? She looked in the mirror and seemed to be talking to herself.

However, just after her voice fell, a voice came out of her head with a cry: "I'm Feng Qingge, who are you?" ”

"Feng Jiu." She said, "You should be dead, right?" What do you do with a lingering thought in my mind? ”

"I'm not reconciled! I hate! Su Ruoyun, Su Ruoyun has made me so miserable......" The crying voice echoed in his mind with resentment.

Feng Jiu was silent, she didn't speak for a long time, she only listened to the voice in her head crying, and the unwillingness and resentment spread from her mind to her heart, making her feel angry that she didn't belong to her.