Killed!

Qiao Chuxia was barefoot. At this moment of life and death, she actually had a strange sense of direction. She used to get lost in the mall, but now she actually ran from the hotel where the thank-you party was held back to the hotel where she stayed. The two hotels were not far apart.

Far away, it’s almost noon now, and the scorching sun is burning my skin.

Frantically running into the hotel lobby, she touched her body and found nothing except a half-wet and half-dry bathrobe, including her ID and room card. Qiao Chuxia suddenly froze on the spot, not knowing what to do.

Fortunately, a previous waiter remembered her, and the tips she gave before were always generous. All the dark local waiters were eager to please this beautiful foreign lady, and this time they had the opportunity.

The waiter hurried forward and asked her in English with a clear accent if something happened, with a courteous attitude.

Qiao Chuxia had no choice but to say that she had gone diving and had left all her belongings with her friends. She felt uncomfortable and wanted to go back to her room first, but her friend swam far away and couldn't be found for a while. The lobby manager listened to her explanation and was not embarrassed.

She went through the formalities at the front desk, checked her identity repeatedly, and finally let her into her room.

After locking the door and nervously closing all the windows and tightening the curtains, Qiao Chuxia quickly went to bed and wrapped herself up, shivering nonstop and chattering her teeth crazily.

As if she suddenly remembered something, she jumped out of bed again, trembling all over, picked up the decorative vase on the table, and threw it to the ground. The vase fell into pieces and scattered all over the floor.

Slowly squatting down, pinching a piece with her fair and slender fingers, Qiao Chuxia walked into the bathroom tremblingly, straddling the edge of the bathtub, stretched out her wrist, and spread it flat in front of her eyes.

"Does it hurt? Does it hurt?"

She was mumbling in her mouth, and was constantly swallowing because of her nervousness. On her extremely haggard face, her almond-shaped eyes were strangely bright, like a cat hibernating at night.

The irregular sharp edge is facing the slender wrist. If you cut it hard like you saw on TV, it will be fine.

Qiao Chuxia knew very well that if she really killed Cheng Fei, she would not be able to escape in heaven or on earth. Rather than being chased and intercepted by the Cheng family, it would be better to kill herself simply, and at least not be humiliated and tortured before she died.

Cold sweat kept oozing out from his forehead, dripping down, and his fingers were filled with sticky sweat, so slippery that he almost lost his grip.

Cutting hard, there was no strange feeling at first, but then there was a hot and swelling pain, but it was not obvious, just a dull pain, and the mouth was wide and wide like a baby's mouth.

Slowly unfolding, but the imaginary blood has not yet come out

The destructive pleasure, like a sea lang not far away, kept flapping all over the body. Soon, the warmth took over, and the body suddenly no longer felt so cold.

The hand holding the fragment finally lost strength and let go. Her legs went limp. Qiao Chuxia couldn't sit still anymore and fell back into the bathtub. She lay there panting and trying her best to look at that with her eyes wide open.

A stream of blood flows out

She wanted to die, but there was no other way to warm herself up. She wanted to die, but she also wanted to live, and she didn't know what to do.

This urge to self-mutilate has been lingering in her mind for many years, but she has never dared to actually do it. She thinks she has to thank Cheng Fei for finally forcing out all the abnormal destructive factors in her body!

One knife, another knife, repeating this monotonous action completely mechanically, watching the wound become rougher and more blood gushing out.

Struggling to raise his wrist in front of his eyes, the color was not the artistic blood red, but a dull dark red, and it had a really fishy smell.

She tried to stick out her tongue and took a sip. Her stomach was very empty and there was not much food. She was suddenly stimulated to retching crazily. Her consciousness, which was still sober, began to blur.

She panicked and didn't want to commit suicide. The moment she realized that she might die here, she began to struggle desperately to get out. However, her body began to weaken and her eyesight went black. After thrashing a few times, she was still paralyzed.

Sitting in the bathtub, like a fish that has been ashore for a long time

My ears were filled with a whistling sound similar to the sound of wind, and my eardrums were bulging in waves. I could vaguely hear the doorbell ringing, ringing again and again, and the sound of the door being slapped hard.

The last image I saw when I closed my eyes was the face of a young, strange man. It was very blurry and could not be seen clearly.

Unlike most normal people, he is a man who likes to spy on others

Either the body or the heart. In short, seeing those dark sides that others can't see can make him very excited.

Those dense tropical plants became his best natural shield. Through the gap between the blinds in the room, his deep blue eyes could see this Chinese woman.

Watch her leave perfectly, come back in a panic, break the vase, take a piece and disappear

"Looking up close is indeed more beautiful than looking at it from a distance, my Pandora girl."

He curved his lips and smiled bloodthirstyly. He stretched out his fingers, slowly squatted down, and dipped some of the steady stream of blood into her wound. He spread it evenly on her pale lips, as if applying makeup to a sleeping bride.

Normally, in the end, he put his fingers into his mouth and slowly tasted the blood.

Weightlessness, overweight, the body has a feeling of suspension

Will the lack of blood make people feel cold? I don’t know. When Qiao Chuxia opened her eyes, she suddenly remembered a sentence she had read in a book before - almost all people who jumped off the building regretted it the moment they jumped, but

The effect of gravity makes it impossible for them to regret it after a few seconds or more than ten seconds.

She just wanted to stay warm, she had no matches, only blood

Then the next second, she heard someone chuckle in her ear and said mockingly: "Do you still want to die?"

Such a frivolous and unfamiliar atmosphere came to my face so unpreparedly!

Holding back the dizziness and weakness, Qiao Chuxia turned her eyes slightly, but it was just a shift in her eyes. Her whole body seemed to not belong to her, and she could not move even half an inch.

Strong dazzling lights reflected in clusters on the man's pupils, glowing with a strange light blue water.

She was startled. Such eyes were as deep as ancient pools. Even if she dropped a stone, it would take a long time to hear any echo.

She tried her best to move her lips, but there was no sound. She really wanted to die for a moment. It was useless to talk about it, so she didn't want to explain.

Especially when facing a stranger

It's strange how he managed to save himself. He obviously lost so much blood that he might not be able to save himself even if he was sent to the hospital.

Qiao Chuxia blinked and looked at the injured wrist. It had been bandaged, and the bandaging technique looked pretty good, not like a novice.

Last time I was accidentally scratched by a knife, this time it was a deliberate self-inflicted wound, both with the same hand, I really can’t bear it

The blue-eyed man followed her gaze and looked at the bandage. He shook his head and said regretfully: "The wound is ugly. I guess you will either go for cosmetic surgery or wear a watch to cover it up in the future. I'm really weird. Most girls in the world are like this."

In the pursuit of beauty, there are some silly girls who want to die. In your eyes, is the opposite of beauty death?"

This man is completely changing the concept to confuse the audience, but at first glance, it sounds like a perverted black humor.

Qiao Chuxia, who was lying down, couldn't help but squeeze out a smile from her mouth, swallowed a few times with difficulty, and said "thank you"

"You're welcome. In fact, you mainly fainted from the pain, but the pethidine I just injected into you is of high purity and the price is not cheap. Just remember to give me the money."

After saying that, the man stood up, walked to the rattan coffee table in front of him, bent down to pick up a syringe, turned around and shook it twice in front of Qiao Chuxia's eyes.

Her mouth became dry, as if she couldn't believe her ears, and her already bloodless face became even more pale and frightening.

Judging from his tone and the things in his hands, in order to relieve pain, he could only inject himself with one thing!

"Asshole, who asked you to give me drugs?!"

Her head felt light, her mouth felt dry, and she felt faintly nauseous and wanted to vomit. At first, she just thought it was a normal symptom after losing too much blood. But now it seems that it is completely a side effect of Demerol!

The man didn't mean to refute her or defend himself at all. He spread his hands and said with a nonchalant expression: "What are you afraid of? You won't be addicted after one or two times before talking about drugs. It's not a drug. Just use common sense."

Qiao Chuxia stared at her blue eyes with a sinister look, showing no trace of gratitude as before.

Drugs, if possible, she would never want to get involved in this thing in her life!

Because, one of the people she despises the most in the world, Le Hui made his fortune through this.

Of course, in the beginning, a small role like him was basically a support for the bosses. It took a few years of work before he could come across the "goods" in person, and it was nothing more than tasks such as storage and transfer.

It wasn't until Le Hui was in his mid-thirties that he truly became a major drug dealer, monopolizing the supply of goods from the southwest to the Beijing-Tianjin-Shanghai area.

Unexpectedly, now that she is in her twenties, she still saved her life like this!

The blue eyes seemed not to see her murderous look. You know, getting her out of the bathroom and cleaning her up was a very tiring and troublesome task. He was already covered in sweat and sticky.

"What are you doing?"

Seeing Lan Yan start to take off her clothes, Qiao Chuxia was shocked and yelled in a rough voice. After yelling, stars appeared in front of her eyes and she felt dizzy.

"Taking a shower, how can I do it without taking off my clothes?"

His blue eyes were calm and composed, and he was not uncomfortable taking off his clothes in front of a strange woman. However, he still had the last trace of shame and knew to turn his back to her, leaving her with only the outline of his back full of unlimited imagination.

Gritting her teeth, Qiao Chuxia said no more. Men are very dangerous when they are not wearing clothes. They are almost equal to animals. She thinks it is better to shut up at this moment.

Moreover, she didn’t think there was anything about herself that could make this man obsessed and out of control. Her eye circles were red, her hair was as messy as a crazy woman’s, half of her cheeks were swollen, her clothes were splattered with half-dried blood, and there was a strong fishy smell.

It's really unappetizing

After finishing taking off his clothes, Blue Eyes walked to the bathroom. He seemed to be in a good mood. Soon, he began to hum "Moscow Suburban Night" along with the sound of running water.

Qiao Chuxia lowered her head, and just as she was about to close her eyes, her eyelids suddenly twitched, that tattoo?!
Chapter completed!