The reborn cute wife is a ghost

Chapter 57
Qiao Guan was pinched uncomfortably, like a drowning person, and instinctively grabbed Zhao Changsheng's face under the condition of lack of oxygen, but she was small and weak, not only was she lifted up easily, but now she even beat her in the face. The strength on his body was like scratching an itch.

Her head became heavier and her meaning became more and more vague, and the despair of dying lingered in her heart. Just a second before she was about to lose consciousness, she thought to herself, so this is what it feels like to die?When she was drowned in the previous life, she drank a cup of coffee with spices, so it can be said that she died without pain, but she never thought that losing air and being suffocated to death was so uncomfortable.

"Let her go!" Zhan Fei was relieved at this moment, seeing that Qiao Guan was about to lose consciousness, he moved his body, rolled forward, and bit Zhao Changsheng's calf.

He bit so hard that even through a layer of thick suit pants, the other party still let out a scream.

Zhao Changsheng scolded Gu Niang, raised his leg and threw him away fiercely, and finally filled in his feet again, which was the gap that gave Qiao Wan a little room to breathe.

She opened her mouth, gulping in the life-saving air, her face was reflected in the glass next to the pile of firewood, it was pale, almost bloodless.

But her only chance to breathe didn't last long. After Zhao Changsheng kicked Zhan Fei away, he strangled her neck again.

The two dangling legs were dangling in the air, she blushed and tried hard to break his hand away, but the physical strength gap between children and adults is too big, even though Zhao Changsheng's figure is thinner than normal men, It was far from something her current body could easily shake.

Qiao Guan's eyes gradually became slack, and he finally looked at his calves, and then realized that Zhao Changsheng's height was only 1.7 meters. When he mentioned her, the position of her feet was exactly...

So she shook her teeth and kicked him in the lower abdomen with all her strength.

It was just such a kick that made Zhao Changsheng's expression change immediately.

With a scream of "ah", he shook off her and rolled aside holding his belly.

Qiao Guan was thrown away with too much force, and her back slammed into the corner of the wall, but she didn't care about the pain, she lay on the ground panting heavily, and after a while, she had the strength to get up.

She glanced at Zhao Changsheng who was curled up in the corner and howled, and turned to untie the rope on Zhan Fei's feet, but she didn't know what kind of attack he used, she couldn't untie it after pulling it a few times, and she couldn't find anything that could cut the hemp rope. Tool of……

But at this moment, Zhao Changsheng was obviously much better. He panted hard, cursed and threatened Qiao Wan, and got up staggeringly after a while.

"Run! You run, why are you staying there? Run!" Zhan Fei anxiously pushed his head against her, shouting loudly, "Leave me alone, run!"

Qiao Guan took a deep breath, her whole body was already in a mess, she turned her head to look at Zhao Changsheng, and then at Zhan Fei on the ground, knowing that if she stayed here, when the man got better, something would happen to both of them.

So she left Zhan Fei, turned to break the lock of the door, and rushed into the yard in a hurry.

Zhao Changsheng chased him out one step too late, but failed to catch anyone, and when he was about to run forward, he heard her shout again.

"Uncle Chen! Aunt Chen! Help!" Qiao Wan shouted to the neighbors beside her while running, her voice was crisp and clear, and now that the sound of the rain had subsided, the Chen family next door could clearly hear her voice.

The Chen family was eating together at this time, when they heard the movement, they came out of the house, and when they opened the door, they saw Qiao Wan in a panic.

Qiao Guan held his breath in his chest, couldn't speak clearly, pointed to the woodshed of Zhan's house, and finally pulled the couple there.

The Chen family was puzzled, when the three of them entered the courtyard of Zhan's house, Zhao Changsheng saw that the situation was not good, and had already run away without a trace, leaving only Zhan Fei lying on the ground with his hands and feet bound.

Mother Chen is a fat woman who has been a neighbor of the Zhan family for decades. It can be said that she grew up watching Zhan Fei, and now she sees his appearance, the strange red dress, and the messy house. With a scream, he rushed forward and hugged him up.

"What happened to this kid?"

Father Chen asked his son to bring a pair of scissors, and cut off the hemp rope in his hands in twos and twos, but when he looked at the weight on his feet, his face suddenly darkened.

Zhan Fei stood up with tears streaming down his face, and cried out: "That Zhao, he wants to strangle me..."

Mother Chen hugged him distressedly: "Why did he pinch you? You too, how can you open the door for a stranger when you are alone at home?"

Zhan Fei took off the red skirt in twos and twos, and replied with a slightly nasal voice: "I don't know..."

Father Chen looked around, and said angrily: "This bastard, dare to do evil things here with us, I'll call and call the police! We can't let him run away!"

And when Fu Tianlang arrived, there were many people around the door of Zhan's house.

There were policemen, and there were also inquiries who came to see the names of the lively villages.

He was tall and strong, and it didn't take long for him to push through the crowd, and he saw Qiao Wan who was taking a statement at a glance.

She was wrapped in a white bath towel, and her black hair was soaked by the water, sticking to her scalp in pieces. Given a choice, Qiao Guan would rather go home and take a bath than record in this cold place. confession.

"Auntie, I came to Zhanfei because I had homework and couldn't do it. Who knew..." She sniffed her nose, closed the towel on her body again in the cold, and cried childishly: "That uncle is a villain. You must catch him, I was almost strangled by him."

After finishing speaking, she pulled down the towel to reveal the pinch marks on her neck. The shocking marks made the policewoman in front of her gasp.

She nodded, took a pen and continued to ask questions, glanced at the evidence on the side, the few hemp ropes and weights, and couldn't help feeling terrified, thinking that this person must be caught, because the murderer was killed because of feudal superstition, where should he be put? They are all hidden dangers!
Qiao Wan answered some more questions, and when the policewoman walked away, she turned her head and met Fu Tianlang's eyes again.

He didn't know how long he stood in the distance, it seemed that from the moment he entered the door, his eyes never left her.

"Lang..."

Before the last word was spoken, the other party had already strode towards him.

He looked unhappy, approached suddenly, then reached out, bent down, and touched her neck.

Qiao Wan was startled, but did not escape.

"Brother Lang."

He didn't respond, he frowned and slowly stroked the red marks on her neck. Although the fingerprints were a little lighter than before, they were still shocking.

His eyes sank, and he asked with a livid face, "Why are you here?"

Qiao Wan stiffened and looked at him steadily.

She still maintained the posture just now, holding the thick towel with both hands, her head was soaked with melon seeds, and black hair stuck to her forehead and sides of her face. It was veritable noodles in clear soup.

"Wan Wan?"

The light in the corridor reflected a shallow outline on the young man's face, obviously without any expression or movement, just standing quietly in front of her, watching her quietly, not even a single extra word, but There is a sharp and extremely dangerous aura that spreads around silently.

(End of this chapter)