Chapter 662 Psychiatric Prison Murderer No. 036 (96)

After "Jiang Mingluo" exploded, Sriya'an squinted his eyes and looked dangerously at the man in the sky.

This can be said to be the person who has been against him all his life.

From the moment he was arrested and sent to Mosga Prison, even though it was voluntary on his part, from that moment on, the gap between them was already forged.

"Jiang Mingluo"

Jiaoyang tilted her head and looked at the man in the sky, her eyes a little confused.

If Sirian had not stopped her just now and she had not had time to escape, she might really have died.

Just because she was disobedient and had to run away from him again and again, did this man want to kill her as well?

But it was clear that even the perverts who she regarded as high-risk groups never stopped talking about the men who wanted to kill her. One said he wanted to eat her, and the other said he wanted to cut her into pieces. But after so long,

He didn't really do anything to her.

Did she think wrong?

The hail of bullets is still going on, a search warrant has been issued for the whole place, and there will no longer be a place for them in this city.

The more critical the situation, the more excitement it arouses in the pervert's bones. They like this kind of tense and exciting environment, and then use their innate IQ and adaptability to escape.

But Jiaoyang is different from them.

Maybe she was born with a different brain than others, not like a normal person or a pervert, or maybe it was because she was used to the presence of her companions and knew they would protect her, so she felt confident.

In such a tense and exciting environment, she had been thinking quietly.

I counted everything that happened along the way in detail.

It's better to say it's doubtful than confused.

If Jiang Mingluo wanted to kill her now, these perverts should have killed her long ago.

But they haven't taken action yet. Does this mean that if they go to Asia as promised, they won't be able to take action against her?

Sriyaan led them to a temporary settlement, where he was wounded and shot in the arm.

But this injury is nothing to the pervert.

Sriyaan stopped the bleeding for himself casually, and he no longer felt sad. He suddenly realized that sometimes love does not necessarily have to be his shackles, but can also be a sharp blade.

He has a weakness and becomes weak. While he is afraid of death, he will also become stronger because of this concern.

Because he knew clearly that he could never die, because that delicate oriental girl was still waiting for him, and he needed to guard her all the time and bandage her wounds when she needed it.

She is a weakness and a counter scale.

But Fu Leistlin touched him and motioned for Sirian to look over. The Oriental girl kept holding her chin, her eyes blank.

It has been like this since just now, and it has never come out.

Sriyaan was stunned.

He walked over, put his arm on her shoulders, and squatted down to comfort her.

Perverts can't feel sadness, so he doesn't know where her sadness comes from, and he can't feel her sadness. But she is a girl after all, maybe because she is naturally sentimental, so she is different from them?

Sriyaan could only try his best to comfort her.

"Qiao Yin is gone. But you don't need to feel sad. He left very quickly and didn't feel much pain. And we won't feel the fear of death. The last thing he did before leaving was

Want us to leave quickly”

Jiaoyang seemed to have calmed down, looked at the blond man in front of her, and then shook her head.

"No, I'm not sad, I just don't understand."

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