But at a close distance, you can still tell what the plant is. Zhong Hansheng suddenly saw a huge old locust tree in front of him.

Why does the old locust tree grow here? Seeing the old locust tree, his brain suddenly short-circuited. He never figured out when there would be an old locust tree here along the way.

If you don’t understand, don’t think about it. Just when Zhong Hansheng pedaled his car and came under the old locust tree, the wheel seemed to hit something. He screamed, the car lost its stability, and the whole vehicle tilted and fell to the ground.

After all, Zhong Hansheng was tall. When the car tilted, he hurriedly pushed the ground with his feet. Still holding the bridle of the car with both hands, he turned around and looked behind him without losing the opportunity, and asked in a loud voice: "Xiaoqing, did you fall?"

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It seemed that Xiaoqing had a serious fall and had already left the back seat of the car and fell a foot away from the wheel. When Zhong Hansheng asked, she lay on the ground motionless, only seeing her head covered with black hair.

Cover the entire face.

Not to mention, at this moment, under the cold pale moonlight, it was really frightening to see Xiao Qing's dark face.

Zhong Hansheng saw that Xiaoqing didn't reply, but she fell to the ground so weakly. If you didn't look at her face, she would look pitiful.

Compared with people and cars, of course people are more important. Zhong Hansheng had no choice but to quickly throw down the car and help Xiao Qing behind him.

When he helped Xiaoqing up, he felt an indescribable strange feeling, trying to squeeze everything into his brain. He couldn't help but shivered twice in a row.

Xiaoqing's body was so light and so cold. His hands holding her were so cold that it was like falling into an ice cave. His whole body was so cold that he couldn't help but feel chilled. He thought to himself, "It's really fucking weird tonight."

It must be that Xiaoqing's body was thin and she couldn't bear the mountain wind, so her whole body was so cold that she lost all body temperature. Only in this way was Zhong Hansheng's great opportunity to be stingy.

With an air of pity and pity, he fearlessly lifted Xiao Qing up and took her into his arms. He wanted to use the heat of his body to warm the other person's small body. He pressed his stubble-covered lips and tried to tease her in an ambiguous way.

Opening the black hair covering Xiaoqing's face. And lifting the black hair covering Xiaoqing's face, he can successfully enter the first step.

The black hair was lifted a little, revealing that there was still black hair inside. He arched it again with his mouth, and there was still black hair underneath...

Zhong Hansheng had long lost his patience by repeatedly lifting and overlapping the black hair. He stretched out his trembling hands like crazy, as if he was deliberately trying to correct the fear in his heart, and grabbed a handful of black hair with all his strength.

With his hand, he moved towards the back of Xiaoqing's head. When he looked at her face again, it was still densely covered with black hair.

Sweating like crazy! The black hair on Xiaoqing's face is constantly sticking out, and I can't finish it. I can't see her facial features, let alone touch her cherry mouth.

At this time, Zhongzhong Hansheng completely lost the energy he had before. In an instant, his brain became dull and his whole body was shaking like chaff.

Zhong Hansheng wanted to run... thought... just at this moment, Xiao Qing's black hair was so vital that it wrapped around his neck.

"Little...little...Xiaoqing, you don't want to play like this." His naked body was trembling desperately in the cold wind, and his voice came out incoherently from his throat. Zhong Hansheng was scared.

Zhong Hansheng tried to drop Xiaoqing in his arms, it shouldn't be a ghost. But the flexible and strong hair had already wrapped around him tightly.

The hair not only wrapped around his neck, but seemed to be extending deeper, and cruelly pierced into Zhong Hansheng's skin, causing stinging pain and blood beads rolling under the hair.

Zhong Hansheng was desperate, and the scene that had happened appeared in his mind... That dark night, the girls in the village were imprisoned in a dilapidated house.

He stepped forward one by one to check if anyone caught his eye, and finally set his sights on a girl with black hair and a good appearance.

The girl was forcibly taken away, and Zhong Hansheng asked Xiao Gan to look at the activist Dongwa outside. He was enjoying the pleasure of sex inside.

After the girl was knocked unconscious, a waterfall of black hair covered her entire face. The torn clothes exposed her fair skin, tempting Zhong Hansheng to become animalistic.

After a period of intense enjoyment, he pretended that nothing was wrong, left the girl behind and left the house.

"You...you..." Zhong Hansheng wanted to say; you are not Xiaoqing, you are Vanilla.

In his wretched thinking, it’s okay to fuck one woman, and it’s okay to fuck ten women. Women are just for men to play with, and they have nothing to do with morality.

But the black hair had penetrated deeply into his blood vessels, and a stream of fishy-smelling blood gurgled out from the wound like a stream... He planned to become a lustful evil ghost in his life and go to hell to endure all kinds of torture.

It's a torture.

Zhong Kui watched Zhong Hansheng's soul leave his sight, and he opened his mouth to ask Black and White, and wanted to ask them both what was going on. But when he opened his mouth to shout, his whole body tensed, and he suddenly woke up from his dream.

Dizzy! What I just saw was a dream? When it was confirmed that he was still in the cell at this time, Zhong Kui was confused. The scene just now was so real, how could it be a dream?

At this moment, quiet voices came from the direction of the door.

"Brother Liu, what do you think the boy's condition is like now?"

"Nonsense, we're going to see him soon. Aren't you looking for something to talk about? Can't you just be quiet? Do you have to fucking nag?" The man named Brother Liu looked around warily and whispered.

The other person tightened his body under the other's scolding, looked at the dark space behind him, and couldn't help but trembled again: "Hey, hey! Don't tell me, Brother Liu, I think there is something evil here. I want to talk because I am afraid.

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"You kid, what's there to be afraid of? I remember when I was..." After a moment of hesitation, the man continued: "A good man doesn't mention how brave he was. There are some things you don't know." When the embarrassing thing came to his lips, he naturally

You can't tell it, even to your own confidants, and you can't divulge the secrets in your heart at will. Otherwise, it will become a excuse for others, not to mention if you want to be promoted in the future!

During the conversation, the door made a sound of metal touching the door panel. During the gap, two sneaky figures appeared at the door. One person shook the miniature flashlight in his hand, and the other leaned forward to look at Zhong Kui, who was curled up in the corner.

Zhong Kui remained silent, deliberately watching what these two people wanted to do to him.

One of the two people shook the flashlight, and the other person stepped forward gently, took out a thin hemp rope from his pocket, straightened the hemp rope with both hands, and faced each other step by step with a vicious murderous look in his eyes.

Walking towards Zhong Kui.

The man holding a flashlight stood at the door with a dull expression, watching the wonderful show his companions were going to perform. In their opinion, killing pigs and dogs did not have the three-dimensional excitement of killing people.

Pigs, dogs, etc. cannot feel their thoughts, but people are different. They have thoughts and the power to fight. Especially when they ask for the lives of others, when the other party makes a desperate struggle, deep in their abnormal hearts,
Chapter completed!