Hearing the sound of tearing cloth, Jinhua came back from the shock.
She really didn't expect that Wang Kun would play such a trick with her.
When Wang Kun pressed forward for a kiss, she strangled his neck without giving in.
The blade in his hand had already scratched Wang Kun's throat, oozing out a faint trace of blood.
Jin Hua looked at Wang Kun expressionlessly, believing that as long as he exerted more force, he would become a ghost.
Feeling the sting, Wang Kun stopped his hand.
He wiped the sore spot on his neck and saw the blood on his hand, as if he had been thrown naked into the ice and snow.
The inexplicable chill suddenly made him wake up. .
Ever since the humiliation in the living room, Wang Kun had been holding back and watching the dispute between the little bitch and the stinky gangster with a cold eye.
When he saw them suddenly turning against each other, he thought his time had come, but he didn't expect that the little bitch would behave like this.
One stab of the knife allowed him to see clearly clearly.
He sneered, and there was endless sadness in his laughter.
When he looked at the little girl again, Wang Kun's eyes were full of gray mottled memories.
Shame, hatred, jealousy, grief and anger were like rocks that were firmly entrenched in his heart at this moment.
The little bit of reason awakened by the pain was thrown out of the sky at this moment.
Hatred and pain successfully occupied his mind, and he pressed the little girl harder, his hot palms like iron chains, tightly tying the little girl under him.
The man's self-esteem did not allow him to take a step back.
When he looked at her, the obsession in his heart became stronger every time.
Even if her throat was cut by her, he would completely possess her and put his own mark on her.
He also wants her to give him the same look as Gao Wenxuan He doesn't care about anything anymore, even if she hates or curses her.
Jinhua's hand holding the blade paused.
Seeing the madness in Wang Kun's eyes, she tried her best to make her voice calmer: "Wang Kun, get up from me first, and let's have a good talk."
Wang Kun turned a deaf ear and continued his movements.
The fiery kisses swept over Jinhua's lips and neck like raindrops.
Under the control of male hormones, his thick limbs were like a entangled snake, entangling her tightly, physiologically.
The resistance made her very uncomfortable.
Looking at the blade in her hand, she struggled between cruelty and tenderness.
As long as you push harder, this person will stop forever With struggle flashing in her eyes, Jinhua understood that she could not resolutely take away Wang Kun's life in this storm.
She foolishly chose to retreat and took back the sharp weapon in her hand, hoping to bring back Wang Kun's reason with love, but In fact, she was in extreme embarrassment as she hid here and there during his siege.
Wang Kun was aroused by her avoidance.
He wanted to give her good memories.
Seeing her being so uncooperative, the small fire in his heart grew bigger and bigger, and finally he straightened her face with anger. , the kiss was like a tide, drowning her one wave after another.
Later, Wang Kun worked hard and prepared to break through the last line of defense inspired by his victory in the first battle.
He used his hands and feet to take off his trousers.
Seeing the fierce demon-like face outside the car window, Wang Kun's fighting spirit suddenly faded away along with the cold sweat on his back.
But he was still unwilling to give in, and decided to hold on and fight to the end.
He grabbed Jinhua's thin arm, hoping to completely possess her before Gao Wenxuan smashed the window.
Gao Wenxuan was so frightened that he smashed the car window and stared at the little girl who he had endured for many times without even touching her.
He wanted to peel off the coward Wang Kun.
A bright light penetrated the car window, and Jinhua saw Gao Wenxuan's face in a trance.
She guessed that she was probably dreaming.
Tears fell down, and the flow became more and more.
At first, it was drizzle, and then it was heavy rain.
Terrible.
And Wang Kun was shot through the head by a bullet, cutting off the river of life.
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His body and face showed a state of death, his eyes were blank, and he slumped on the seat of the car.
Dark blood flowers bloomed on his head with the smell of death.
Inside the carriage, there was an unpleasant stench, with red and white substances splashing out everywhere, and the filth contaminated the entire carriage.
In the gap between life and death, Wang Kun still had a faint consciousness.
He stared at the stinky gangster he hated so much and watched his little girl being taken away by the stinking gangster.
Tears fell from the corners of his eyes.
In his hazy tearful eyes, Wang Kun's eyes gradually became blurred as the stinky gangster left.
He knew that he hated the scoundrel and the little bitch, but he hated himself even more for being hopeless and unable to possess her, either body or soul, until his death.
He completely lost to the stinky gangster and lost everything.
Jin Hua injured her leg in the fight with Wang Kun and was unable to move.
She watched helplessly as Gao Wenxuan carefully wrapped her into her coat.
She wanted to be coquettish, wanted to say something negative, wanted to make him angry, but she opened her mouth.
Not only did the words not come out, but her face was covered with cold tears.
She couldn't stop crying as soon as she cried.
She cried so hard that she was out of breath.
As she cried, she thought that she would end up in this situation.
Gao Wenxuan looked at the little girl in his arms, lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead.
All the accusations were forgotten at this moment.
He complained in his heart about how he couldn't hold back his temper today.
He really turned his coward into a hard nut.
The coward had the audacity to attack his little girl.
The two looked at each other, one with tears and the other with sadness.
Finally, Gao Wenxuan kissed the tears at the corner of Jinhua's eyes and chose to compromise: "When will you return to western Hunan?
I will go back with you."
Jinhua saw Gao Wenxuan's weakness and was frightened.
She didn't know what to say.
Gao Wenxuan carried her into the Spanish building where the Tang brothers and sisters lived.
As for Wang Kun's body, he and Tang Ming Went out to deal with it.
The two men were gone, leaving Jin Hua and Tang Li alone.
Tang Li smiled and gave Jin Hua a piece of ordinary clothes to change into.
Jin Hua was somewhat restless around Tang Li.
Tang Li lit a cigarette.
Her lipstick was brightly colored, and her scarlet lips were faintly visible in the white smoke.
Jinhua heard her ask: "How long has it been since we last met?"
"Almost four years."
Jinhua bit her lip and raised her face to answer Tang Li.
"It turns out it's been four years."
Tang Li laughed.
There was no emotion in her smile, and her smile was just a foil to the situation.
Jinhua didn't reply, and Tang Li didn't say anything either.
Both of them were silent.
Jinhua thought of Wang Kun's death and felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.
Tang Li was smoking and seemed very bored.
Seeing Jinhua in a daze, a shell suddenly exploded.
Jinhua was caught off guard by her sharp and thin voice.
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Tang Li asked her: "What on earth are you and Wenxuan?"
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