shock!The heartthrob school girl is a master of men's clothing

The old man was obviously in a hurry.

Feng Qi didn't expose it, stepped forward, leaned down, and said slowly: "My information is never wrong. There are only a few people in this place, just an old man, so it's not that hard to find."

The old man turned his face away, not daring to open his eyes to look at him.

But still firmly denied: "I don't know the person you mentioned."

Feng Qi let out a soft "tsk" and reached out to grab the old man's arm. The latter quickly backed away in fright and looked at him warily: "What do you want to do?"

Feng Qi asked back: "Then why are you guilty?"

"I..." The old man's lips parted, trying to defend himself, but he couldn't say a word.

Feng Qi stepped forward, grabbed his arm again, and lifted him up rudely regardless of his resistance.

With an unstable center of gravity and alcohol anesthesia, if Feng Qi hadn't supported his body with one hand, the remaining sawdust on the ground and the feeling of falling would have caused considerable injuries to the old man.

"What are you doing?" The old man panicked, "Do you know how to respect the old man, let me go quickly, believe it or not, I will call the police!"

"..."

Zhong Li, who was standing beside him, couldn't help rubbing his temples, "He's more energetic than I thought."

Very noisy.

Feng Qi brought the man in front of her, "You don't intend to enlighten me."

Zhong Li tilted his head and asked him, "How to enlighten me."

Feng Qi frowned slightly, his eyes were casual, as if he was thinking about something, after pondering for a while, he looked at Zhong Li squarely: "Force, knife or something else, it depends on what you like."

Zhong Li spread his hands, "Knife control at home."

Feng Qi: "..."

I almost forgot that Zhong Li has depression, and there is a high probability that she will not be allowed to touch these things at home.

Feng Qi took a step back, "Do what you are good at, let this old man tell the truth."

"I'm good at crying." Zhong Li blew on his nails indifferently, "I'm still a student, how can I be so violent?"

Feng Qi: ...! !

He looked Zhong Li up and down, his eyes flickered with worry, and tentatively asked, "Are you... all right?"

Zhong Li replied calmly: "No."

Feng Qi took a step back, and one hand on the other could not help touching his chest.

"The way you look scares me a little."

Every time Zhong Li showed such an abnormal appearance, like a demon crawling out of hell, killing without blinking his eyes, his hands were stained with countless blood.

Feng Qi even persuaded her to accept psychological counseling several times, but she was rejected, saying that it would affect her mission and status.

At that time, Zhong Li was already the gold medal of the organization.

Zhong Li was helpless.

She touched her head, took a deep breath, and the abnormality in her brain made her shake her head constantly.

"It may be affected by the environment here and the tone of your speech just now."

That's the attitude.

Seeing her back to normal, Feng Qi also heaved a sigh of relief.

He asked back, "Is it because of your illness?"

Zhong Chen nodded.

The gloomy environment and Feng Qi's questioning of the old man just now brought her back to the darkest period in her previous life.

It was nothing at first, but as if she had plunged into that scene, her attitude changed.

She frowned slightly, calmed down, looked at Feng Qi, casually and lazily: "But what you said just now is true."

Zhong Li didn't want to go back to the life she desperately wanted to escape.

The corners of Feng Qi's mouth twitched slightly.

When Zhong Li didn't travel to this world, he was indeed tear-incontinent.

That being said, it seems that he is determined not to do this kind of thing again.

He sighed, "I thought you'd be interested."