Looking Beyond The Line

It is a bite.

After a while, there was a red trace.

"Really sweet." Zhuang Chengshan lifted his head and rushed to the camera. "It is no wonder that the head of the head likes the parent Jiang doctor. When the troops, you can often see the sisters of the river's neck. At that time, it is really envious. Lu Duan. "

"Beast!" The Secretary saw that this all couldn't help but open the sentence.

Just, the video tape is not a live video, Zhuang Chengshan will not know that the director of the conference room is so embarrassed him.

It will not be known that when the landing is often seen, the face is hard to see, how is it frightened and anger.

"Now, please ask the head of the head to appreciate the drama of my director, I will wait for the way, call it, life."

Zhuang Chengshan returned straight, then changed a angle, after standing on the chair, it was Jiang Yao's body.

He took the long hair of Jiang Yao in one hand, holding a surgery knife in one hand, then put the blade lightly on the neck of Jiang Yao.

His gesture, his expression, elegant is like preparing to play the cello.

The hand has been in turn, it is like a string, just like a string, there is no music, red blood, instant spray.

His hand, then gently, more blood, almost in the white dress of Jiang Yao.

Zhuang Chengshan did not speak, and Jiang Yao, but also did not speak, and even opened his eyes.

However, with the passage of blood, her face gradually paleward, and finally, almost become transparent.

The scalpel only two knives on the neck of Jiang Yao, but the knife is fatal.

The wound is like a fountain, red blood, sprayed, not only infected her white dress, but also the surgery knife of Zhuangcheng Mountain, including his hand.

The people in the real meeting have known that such injuries, even if there is a doctor, it is difficult to rescue it, let alone, at this moment, the time is 12 o'clock in the evening.

In the picture, Zhuangcheng Mountain is like a lot of blushing from the body. It doesn't say, and the lips look at people who gradually lose their lives.

a long time.

After a long time, the hour behind him spared a few laps. He took the scalpel on his hand and looked down, raising his eyebrows, shrugging towards the lens, "Lu Zi, you see, This is life, sometimes very tenacious, sometimes it is very fragile, is it? "

Zhuangcheng Mountain will play with the people before, "from the living, become a dead person, only five minutes, from the body into a greeze, you think, how long does it take?"

Just like this topic, Zhuang Chengshan suddenly patted his hand, "Let's do a test to see?"

After saying, Zhuang Chengshan dragged the chair, and the lens did not take anyone at this time.

After a while, Zhuangcheng Mountain recovered, and then zoom in in the camera a little bit, obviously to take a video.

The picture is suspended, returning to the darkness, everyone is still too late, the picture is once again bright, this time becomes replacement.

A bunch of fire bears burned, the side of the fire has been ignorant, she is still tied to the chair, but the chair is poured, so she is also poured.

The face of the red blood, on the clothes, now also touch the dirty dirt.