President Hunting Love is too fierce

Now that everyone is dead, the only way is to try our best to destroy the corpses and wipe out the traces, so that no one will find out so quickly, and buy more time for her to take revenge.

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Bai Ling clenched her teeth, took a deep breath, and looked down at the man with the scar who had died long ago on the grass.

The bloody corpse fell on the grass. The man with the scar still maintained a distorted expression on his face, with his eyes protruding and his face turning blue.

In the bleak night, it looked extraordinarily dark and terrifying. [

Bai Ling clenched her palms involuntarily, took a step back, her eyes were filled with wordless panic, and her heart was beating wildly.

Although this shameless and hateful man was an enemy, but it was the first time he had killed someone and had to find a way to destroy the body, Bai Ling was also very scared.

She bit her chapped lip, trying to suppress the panic in her chest, thinking about how to destroy the evidence.

Still in pain, she stumbled over and stared at the corpse on the ground, her face turning paler.

But when she thought of the deep-seated hatred between her parents and her sister, the fear in her heart turned into vigorous motivation again, which made her suppress the trembling and panic in her heart, and a sharp light shone in her eyes.

She tried to calm down and looked around.

Fortunately, this is the wilderness, and the car has also rushed into this grassland. There are no vehicles driving on the road in the dark night.

Hurry up and find a place to bury the body of the scarred man before dawn, and then get rid of the car.

Her chaotic mind can only come up with such a method, and she can't control all kinds of loopholes, so it can be delayed for a while!

Bai Ling suppressed her nausea and fear, and wanted to drag the man with the scar and throw him into the car to carry him away, but the man was too heavy, so she didn't move after a few tugs.

She couldn't help being annoyed, anxious and flustered, feeling terrified.

Finally, she found a spare can of gasoline from the scarred man's car, and she walked over with a hard hand and poured the gasoline on him.

Just as she found out the lighter used for smoking in the car, she held the lighter with trembling hands, her face extremely terrified and pale.

There was a fire, and a blaze of light illuminated her face.

With her heart beating wildly, she leaned close to the man with the scar. She had never done such a terrible thing in her life.

I couldn't help closing my eyes, clenching my teeth, and wanted to cry helplessly.

She is not a bad person, in fact, she will feel very scared when she sees a large pool of blood, but she killed someone, and she still has to do this terrible thing of destroying corpses and exterminating traces.