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Chapter 592 The More You Pull The More You Love The Principle 143

Chapter 592 The more you pull, the more you fall in love with the principle 143

She took two steps forward, her heart skipped a beat, then turned around and knocked on the car window, "Dad, come with me to have a look too."

Jiang Yuxing was originally not interested in cats and dogs, but when he responded, he had already agreed and walked out of the car door.

Maybe what attracted him was those eyes.

from afar.

On a rainy night, the streets are deserted.

The street lights were dim, and the light and shadow cast in the puddles broke and then gathered together, reflecting two shadows.

When they took four or five steps.

A gray car ran rampant and hit the Maybach that was parked on the spot!!

"Bang--"

The loud noise was deafening, and the smell of burning gasoline filled the air.

Tearing apart the rainy night.

The blazing fire was reflected in the frightened eyes when he turned around.

Jiang Li'an realized something and turned around in shock. Parts flew and slid through the air, cutting through the rain. His eardrums buzzed and there were countless noises. However, at that moment, the little kitten in his arms lifted up the soft plum blossom pad and covered it.

He touched her ears, and the cat ears rubbed against her face, like comfort on a rainy day.

The breath is filled with a vaguely familiar atmosphere, which is mysterious and fascinating, making people feel at ease.

A man in a suit, a girl in a red dress, a convenience store with lights on in the distance, a car accident scene with a violent explosion behind her, dim and twisted street lights, heavy rain on a cold night, an umbrella held up, and a cat in her arms.

Divide the world into light and dark.

There must be a reason why creatures block the road.

It is better to believe that it exists than to believe that it does not exist.

Nancheng central area, private villa.

The bodyguard opened the car door and held an umbrella for the people inside.

The man held the dying girl in his arms, slowly stepped out of the car door, and walked forward in the rainy night.

The silhouette is cool and thin.

The lights were not turned on in the villa, it was dark and the decoration was cold. Tan Junxi was obviously used to this kind of darkness. He kicked open the door of a guest room, threw the person roughly on the bed, and turned around to leave.

Someone hugged me at the waist.

The man came up from behind, as if grasping the last straw, hugging his waist tightly, with his face pressed against the man's back. The white skirt outlined his thin and fragile figure, like porcelain that could be broken at any time.

"elder brother……"

The sound is small and can easily arouse people's desire for destruction.

Tan Junxi stood at the head of the bed, looked at the hands on his waist, opened them coldly, and walked out.

"Brother, I only have you..."

She cried very softly.

"I only have you..."

Those words stopped Tan Junxi in his tracks.

He stood in the darkness, suddenly turned around, looked down at the girl on the bed with his condescending eyes, picked her up from the bed, and carefully looked at the girl's face inch by inch, which can be called presumptuous.

I can't find any resemblance, except that the bridge of my nose is somewhat similar. Are they biological?

After a while, the man raised his hand to unbutton his shirt, cufflinks, and belt, and threw them on the ground. His dark eyes showed no trace of pity at all.

——"If you dare to cross the bottom line, your legs will be broken."

A sentence suddenly popped into my mind.

Tan Junxi was indifferent and kept moving.

——"You have to be a good person, you are the best person in the world."

The words Jiang Ye chanted eight hundred times all day long echoed in his ears like magic sounds. Tan Junxi gritted his teeth slightly, his mind filled with all those messy preachings.

People like Tan Junxi live one day at a time and don't care about those things.

One minute later.

Tan Junxi stood up against Zhang's cold face and buckled the belt again.

What a foul.

He thought casually, it seems that he can't see Jiang Ye during this period, so as not to affect his rules.

A beam of light lit up in the dark room, and the mobile phone with the screen off was constantly pushing messages. They all came from one person. Tan Junxi didn't need to guess to know that the other person was scolding him.

He picked it up and turned it over, and sure enough, half of it was scolding him, and the other half was still scolding him.

After reading so much, Tan Junxi saw that the other party said he had a cold, so he replied: "Drink honey water."

Nosy: [Drink your mother, is your honey water passed down from three generations of ancestors? I think you are like a butterfly collecting honey all day long!]

Tan Junxi: "..."

He cautiously sent a question mark, and the other party deleted him as expected. In the past, Tan Junxi would take the initiative to add him back, but this time he thought about it for a long time and did not add him.

Stay away.

There is no need for the other party to get involved.

There is no need for Jiang Ye to meddle in other people's affairs this time.

At this moment, a piece of news was pushed on the top of the phone.

The subtitles came into Tan Junxi's eyes.

The dazzling light made him squint his eyes in discomfort.

"Sir?" Baofei called out cautiously.

"Arrange a doctor for her and don't let her go." Tan Junxi said, "Go back to the base."

What's interesting is that as soon as Tan Junxi arrived at the base, he met Shen Qingzhuo.

The man came back from outside. He didn't even hold an umbrella. His black T-shirt was soaked all over and his fingertips were bleeding.

"Shen Qingzhuo." Tan Junxi called out to him, "Come back so late?"

Only then did the man see him, and the expression on his face did not change: "Isn't that the same for you?"

Tan Junxi walked forward through the night, stood opposite him, and looked at the young man's features without moving his expression.

Shen Qingzhao was soaked in the rain, but his temperament did not deteriorate.

"Is something wrong?"

"You're bleeding." Tan Junxi lowered his gaze, staring at the blood marks on the young man's wrist, which were similar to scratches caused by glass fragments. There was also blood flowing out, winding from the cold white wrist bones and flowing through the black moles.

It flows down the joints, eventually drips from the fingertips, and collects in the rain beside the feet.

It is a strange and cruel sadistic beauty.

Tan Junxi's eyes darkened a little, his breathing was slightly ragged, and he was drowned in the sound of rain.

Shen Qingzhuo said "Hmm", not interested in standing here in the rain, and walked forward past Tan Junxi.

Tan Junxi suddenly stretched out his hand and held his wrist with a strong force, pressing it firmly on the wound, wishing he could break the bone with such force, but he let go after a second or two, and asked gently: "Do you need a bandage?"

"Do you want to die?!" Shen Qingzhuo frowned, his tone was cold and impatient.

"Sorry, I couldn't control it." Tan Junxi took a step back, got out of the way, and raised his hands on both sides of his head in a gesture of surrender, which was a little more playful.

Before leaving, he got punched in the face!

Tan Junxi was smiling and didn't hide.

Tan Junxi has known for a long time that blood can make him excited.

His Adam's apple rolled, he looked at the remaining blood on his fingertips, held it between his lips and teeth, sucked it with his thin lips, and licked it again with his red tongue.

There was also blood on his lips, making him look more like a vampire.

I don’t know if it’s because talking about Junxi is subjective, it seems that compared to humans, he is a little bit special.

He sighed softly, turned on his phone, and repeatedly looked at the news of the car accident scene, compared it with the picture, looked at the boy's back, and fixed his eyes on the injury on his wrist.

"You're so careless, Shen Qingzhuo..."

Tan Junxi had no expression on his face and his eyes were filled with ink. He dialed a phone number and his voice sounded slowly on the rainy night: "Help me call up the surveillance video of Anfa Road for twenty minutes before and after ten o'clock tonight."
Chapter completed!
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