Uncle's Crisis

Chapter 292
"I mean it's obvious, you are you, I am me, we have nothing to do with each other, even if you were killed, it has nothing to do with me!"

Feng Dazhi felt as if he had been stabbed once, this time not in the waist, but in the heart.

Not only did he feel fatal pain, he also faintly heard the sound of blood gurgling.

"Zhou Qiaoran, you can't be Pan Jinlian reincarnated, right? We've been dating for so long, and Mr. Pang personally led the line, so you and we will turn our heads and deny anyone?"

"Even if it was Mr. Pang who led the line, I didn't agree to you, just to understand, what's wrong with it?"

"But why didn't you say that before? In the park that night, if the villain hadn't stabbed you with a knife, wouldn't you have become my man?"

"How did I become yours?"

"You said... Did you say you did it on your own initiative? Did you hold my hand, then pulled it over, and...then, why didn't you dare to admit it? You...you... "Feng Dazhi became incoherent.

"You're talking nonsense, it's because you got drunk and got out of control, you're so daring, you want to take this opportunity to rape me, I really have to thank that person, if he didn't see the injustice and drew his sword to help, I'm afraid I would have been harmed by you long ago! "

Anger starts from the heart, and evil grows from the gallbladder!
Feng Dazhi was dizzy, his eyes went dark, and he almost fell to the ground.

He bounced around and gritted his teeth, and when he woke up, he had lost his rationality, and rushed forward crazily, flipping Zhou Qiaoran onto the sofa.

"Feng Dazhi, you want to die, let me go... let me go..."

Zhou Qiaoran's resistance aroused Feng Dazhi's desire to attack even more. He pressed down firmly, and stretched out a big hand like iron tongs.

……

"Stop! You stinking rascal!"

In an instant, a black figure jumped out from behind.

Feng Dazhi froze, he turned his head slowly, but saw a "masked thief".

This man has a tall bald head, a straight and burly body, a dense silk stocking on his head, a knife in one hand, and a miniature sequencer in the other, crackling and patting.

Feng Dazhi decided to fight to the death, but when he turned his head and saw the gleaming blade, he was immediately discouraged.

Paralyzed!
The knife does not recognize people!

I have just been stabbed once, the scar is healed, but the pain is still there!
"Get up! You fucking stand up!" the masked man ordered.

Feng Dazhi got up helplessly, and the masked man in a state of embarrassment took a picture with his mobile phone.

Ugly!
Even he himself knew that he had lost his hair this time, and he sat down on the ground without saying a word.

And Zhou Qiaoran was still lying there, completely dead.

This frightened Feng Dazhi so much that he called softly: "Xiao Zhou...Xiao Zhou, get up...get up."

But Zhou Qiaoran remained motionless, with his eyes closed tightly, only a line of tears flowing silently from the corner of his eyes.

"Xiao Zhou... Zhou Qiaoran, are you okay?"

"Stop shouting, the person is already dead."

"Dead? Impossible? I'm fine..."

"What else do you want?"

Feng Dazhi lowered his head.

The masked man sneered and said, "You boy, you are such a scumbag! You actually attacked an unarmed woman, are you fucking sick?"

"Who...who fucked her?"

The masked man took a step closer, raised his foot and kicked Feng Dazhi's waist. It was the place where he was stabbed a few days ago and had just healed.

"Say, is it rape to admit it or not?" The masked man kicked again.

"Ouch..." Feng Dazhi cried out in pain, covering the place with his hands tightly, trembling all over, and said through gritted teeth, "No... no, she is my girlfriend, we just... just played too much If you don’t believe me, ask her.”

"Damn it, people are dead, how can I ask?"

"No way, why did he die?"

"You are blind, how can you be like that if you don't die?"

"Really dead?" Feng Dazhi slowly turned his face and took a look. Zhou Qiaoran was really like a zombie, and he was suddenly captured by a strong sense of fear, crying, "Please, hurry up." ... Hurry up, save people... save people..."

"Save me, she's not me." The masked man's tone was as cold as ice.

"You... who are you?" Feng Dazhi asked angrily.

"Who am I? Don't you know who I am?"

"You are a fucking thief! An inhuman thief!"

The masked man actually laughed and said, "Yes, you are right, I am a thief, a thief who specializes in robbing the rich and giving to the poor. But you, you are not a fucking good thing, aren't you also a thief? "

"I'm not a thief...not a thief..."

"You are a lecherous thief, a flower picker, you are a fucking piece of trash, a criminal who abuses women, you still have the face to live in this world, why don't I just finish you, it's just for you The people have eliminated the harm!" The masked man said, raised his knife high, and slashed at Feng Dazhi's head.

"Stop! Stop!" Zhou Qiaoran suddenly came to life, trembling up half of his body, begging the masked man weakly, "Please... please, let him go, let him go A way out, okay?"

"Hey, you little girl, I'm here to avenge you, why did you plead for him instead?"

Zhou Qiaoran said: "It's all a misunderstanding, don't blame him, he really didn't come to rape me on purpose, besides, he is still young, has not yet married, has his own career, and has elderly parents to support, you can't put He was killed!"

Hearing what Zhou Qiaoran said, Feng Dazhi's heart ached, and he burst into tears.

"Are you so soft-hearted? If you let him go this time, what if he comes back to abuse you again?" the masked man asked Zhou Qiaoran.

Zhou Qiaoran covered his chest with his hands, and panted, "It's okay, he's not a bad person, he's just confused, so he did stupid things, besides... besides, didn't you already videotape him, leave it to me, if he If you dare to pester me, I will report directly."

The masked man didn't agree immediately, but put the knife on Feng Dazhi's back, tore through his clothes, and the sharp point of the knife pierced into the flesh.

Feng Dazhi pleaded: "Hero, spare your life...forgive me, it's all because I like her so much that I lost control, and I won't dare to do it again."

"What if you go back on your word again?" the masked man asked him.

"If you repent, you will kill me and go to the police."

"Okay, that's what you said. I even recorded the latter part for you. If you try to get someone else's idea again, be careful of your dog's life!" The masked man said, putting away the knife.

"Okay...okay...you go...you go." Zhou Qiaoran waved weakly at Feng Dazhi.

"how about you?"

"I am fine."

Feng Dazhi glanced at the masked man and whispered, "Will he..."

"No, he's here for the money, I'll just give it to him, you hurry up...get out of here." Zhou Qiaoran kept winking at him.

"Damn it! Are you going to go? If you don't go, I will call the police. If someone dies, even I can't tell." The masked man showed his knife again.

"Okay, I'll go... I'll go..." Feng Dazhi stood up, walked to the door, suddenly remembered something, took out his wallet from his trouser pocket, took out all the money in it, and threw it to the masked man , Said, "Don't hurt him, take the money and leave quickly."

"Fuck your mother, I'm not a bad person!" The masked man cursed while gesturing with a knife.

(End of this chapter)