Poof! The sharp fruit knife went straight into the man's abdomen. The man was so panicked that he had no time to dodge.
Liu Qiankun's hand that clenched the handle of the knife felt a warmth, as if his hands were bathed in warm water, warm and sticky.
I only felt a violent twitching at the handle of the knife, and the man's warm liquid slowly flowed down the tiger's mouth. The bright red blood slid down to the ground with Liu Qiankun's right hand tightly holding the handle of the knife, and there was a clear "tick" sound.
The originally clean and tidy floor turned bright red at some point.
The face of the man opposite him, distorted by severe pain, was reflected in Liu Qiankun's infinitely dilated pupils.
The man's eyes were full of fear and panic. The sharp knife in his lower abdomen made him instinctively retreat. His instinctive fear of death made him cover the big hand in his lower abdomen that was clenching the handle of the knife.
At this time, Liu Qiankun's eyes were completely red, and his originally gentle and elegant expression turned ferocious, like a bloodthirsty beast.
I saw Liu Qiankun's body rushing forward, striding forward, grabbing the man's throat with his left hand, and both of them fell to the ground. At this moment, the two men had turned into two beasts. At the moment of life and death, the former pair of businessmen
The two partners turned against each other. One wanted to kill the other, but the other wanted to break free and escape. Life and death were intertwined in an extremely disharmonious way at this moment, woven into a song of death's sorrow.
Finally, the man gradually lost the strength to resist due to excessive bleeding, and Liu Qiankun, who was furious, gained the upper hand. He used his knees to firmly hold the man under him, and with a sharp thrust of his right hand, he brought the blade with him.
A stream of crimson blood dropped into the air.
"ah……!"
The man beneath him suddenly let out a shrill roar, and a cloud of blood mist spurted out from his lower abdomen.
The man's eyes turned white for a moment, and the severe pain made it impossible for him to struggle any longer. It was as if Liu Qiankun's inability to extract not only a sharp stick of fruit from his body, but also took away all his strength and energy.
The man's whole body trembled violently, his whole body went limp in an instant, his legs kicked weakly, and he could no longer move.
Liu Qiankun was kicking and breathing violently, and his chest was like a huge blower, rising and falling violently.
"Want to travel to Hainan Island? Hawaii? What a f*cking idea you have, I'll send you to hell for free!"
Liu Qiankun gritted his steel teeth and raised the sharp blade in his hand. His bloodshot eyes stared at the man under him who had already burped and caught cold. He roared at the top of his lungs. The right hand holding the sharp blade couldn't help but tremble slightly. A drop of bright red blood dropped.
It slowly dripped down the tip of the knife.
"boom……!"
There was a crisp sound from the back of his head, and a strong force caused his whole body to lean forward involuntarily, and his whole body fell on the body beneath him. There was a clear and sharp pain in the back of his head, and his consciousness slowly began to blur.
.
He struggled to get up from the ground, shook his head that was in severe pain, and then turned his head. What he saw in front of him made him even more furious.
It turned out that his beloved wife, who had been with him for many years, was standing behind him with her upper body naked, holding a broken bottle mouth in her hand, and her legs were shaking non-stop.
Isn't the broken vase in her hand her favorite Ming Dynasty vase?
Pain! Heartbreaking, pain! Deep into the bone marrow...
Liu Qiankun couldn't help but bite his dry lips hard, and a salty liquid slowly flowed into his mouth. His consciousness, which had gradually become blurred, turned slightly at this moment. He struggled to stand up, and the woman in front of him was already frightened.
Sitting paralyzed on the ground, eyes full of fear.
"Don't... Qiankun... don't..." The woman looked at Liu Qiankun who was gradually approaching, her body retreated desperately, her face was deathly silent, and the fear of death completely distorted her originally pretty face.
At this time, Liu Qiankun's face was pale, his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and every step forward seemed to use all his strength.
What kind of scene is this? Lying on the ground is his best work partner, and in front of him is a frightened woman, the woman he once swore to love for the rest of his life.
Now they are so far away from me, so far away...
Why betray me, why? Why is this? God is so unfair to me, so unfair!!
Like a wounded beast, Liu Qiankun roared loudly. But his eyes were filled with tears at some point!
Liu Qiankun swallowed the blood in his mouth and took a few steps forward unsteadily. With every step he took, the woman who once said she loved him the most took a few steps back in fear!
Is she afraid of me?
"I... was wrong... Qiankun... I know I was wrong. It was all his idea. He forced me to do it. It's none of my business! It's really none of my business!"
The woman had retreated to the corner of the bedroom, still arguing in a panic. Even her white legs were scratched with bloodstains from broken porcelain pieces and she had no time to pay attention to them. Her eyes as clear as autumn water were filled with ripples of fear.
Liu Qiankun approached his former lover step by step, and every step was so difficult. He closed his eyes in pain, and twitched the corners of his mouth and uttered a few words: "Why?" After speaking, he used the last bit of strength to lift the sharp blade in his hand.
Stab forward, and the whole body will fall down...
He was so tired, so tired that he just wanted to sleep like this and never wanted to wake up again.
"Maybe...maybe all this is just a short nightmare, how wonderful that would be!"
This was Liu Qiankun's last bit of consciousness before he fell into coma.
"My hometown is in Rigeze. There is a beautiful river there. Amala said that the cows and sheep are all over the hillside. That's because the Bodhisattva protects me..."
I don't know how long it took, but a soft ringtone on the phone rang. Liu Qiankun woke up slowly, and the scene in front of him completely stunned him.
He threw his whole body on the already cold body, and inserted a fruit knife into his wife's throat without any bias. Her eyes were wide open, and her eyes seemed to bulge out. She was holding the fruit knife tightly with both hands. It was obvious that
Before he died, he was still struggling. The bright red blood dyed a large area of the floor red, and the solidified plasma still exuded a strong fishy smell. Not far away, there was a naked male corpse lying on his back. The originally warm and clean place
The bedroom was like a Shura slaughterhouse at this time, and the air was filled with the smell of death.
Liu Qiankun sat sluggishly in a pool of blood. It took him a long time to come back to his senses. He grabbed his hair with both hands and felt extremely regretful. He didn't expect that two fresh lives would be ruined in his own hands. After he was furious,
He had regained his senses and looked at the two cold corpses lying on the ground. These two were the most important people in his life...!
Liu Qiankun felt a strong sense of loss in his heart. So what if he killed them? He would have to sacrifice his life as well. This was originally a lose-lose game, and no one would be the final winner.
He began to regret deeply!
But now that things have happened, no one can change the facts. His survival instinct gave him a desire to struggle. He could no longer ignore the ringing cell phone, stood up staggeringly, and rushed into the bathroom.
When he turned on the faucet, he had a quick drink, and he didn't even take off his blood-stained suit.
After vigorously washing away all the blood and stains, he came to his senses completely. He made a decision: Escape! Even if he could only hide outside for a few days, he would pay for his life by killing someone. What he had committed was a heinous crime. Go and surrender.
There is no way to escape the fate of being shot. Instead of sitting in jail and waiting to die, it would be good to have a few more days of freedom!!!
The idea was decided, Liu Qiankun cheered up a little, packed up a few pieces of clothing as quickly as possible, collected all the cash at home, closed the door and went straight to the garage downstairs, leaving his cell phone on the floor when he left.
Today's technology is so advanced, and the global mobile phone positioning system is very powerful. If you carry your mobile phone, don't you tell others where you are going? Liu Qiankun is not that stupid, on the contrary, he is very smart.
At the end of the road, the dragon has entered the shallows. Liu Qiankun now looks up and looks around. The sky is huge, but there is no place for him. With two lives on his back, he will probably be on the front page of the news tomorrow.
Liu Qiankun smiled mockingly to himself, but he didn't know where to escape. Perhaps because he still had some fantasies about the ethereal gods in his subconscious, he actually drove to the foot of Wudang Mountain again.
After getting off the car and looking at the path leading to Zixiao Palace, Liu Qiankun couldn't help but sigh. He was still full of ambitions this morning, but by nightfall he was already on the run.
Shaking his head with a wry smile, Liu Qiankun tightened the travel bag in his hand and walked up the mountain quickly, but the path up the mountain became increasingly steep and difficult to walk. Only then did Liu Qiankun remember that he had not eaten for a day.
His stomach was already hungry and he was rebelling. But with so many things happening, Liu Qiankun was not in any mood to deal with his stomach.
When he walked into the palace, the sky was already full of stars, and the mountain breeze brought a bit of coolness. The purple sky palace was still filled with green smoke, but the tourists during the day had already dispersed, and there was only an old Taoist with chicken skin and white hair who was hunched over.
He meticulously wiped the dust off the altar on his back, and was slightly startled when he saw Liu Qiankun coming in, but did not come forward to talk.
Putting down the bag in his hand, Liu Qiankun walked straight towards the row of futons that were still slightly concave. This was the futon he had knelt on in the morning. Liu Qiankun knelt on the futon piously, clasped his hands together, and kowtowed three times respectfully.
Raising his head and staring at the high gods, Liu Qiankun found a rare peace in his heart.
Maybe, God will rescue me...!
"Liu Qiankun, a man of faith, committed a heinous crime in a moment of rage. He knew that he would not be able to escape this disaster. If God does not give up, and if he can avoid this disaster, he will spend all his life to thank God for his kindness!" Liu Qiankun muttered words in his mouth.
, talking in a low voice and kowtowing constantly.
Perhaps the only fantasy and sustenance in his heart are in these words.
He prayed quietly like this, his head hung very low, his nostrils were filled with the scent of sandalwood, and he silently muttered everything in his heart.
It was late at night and people were tired. The old Taoist priest who had finished cleaning also came over yawning.
"Guest, it's very late. We are closing the temple door. Please come early tomorrow!" The old Taoist priest whispered and gave the order to expel the guests.
Liu Qiankun slowly raised his head, his eyes were confused, and it took him a while to regain his clarity.