Chapter 388: Road to Survival

"After he left me, I fell in love with photography. A pale hand rested on Jiao Tailang's shoulder. The woman's voice was still charming, but the tipsy feeling was gone, replaced by a cold feeling.

"They are all my collections. Each of them promised me that they would treat me well for the rest of their lives." The woman's fingertips wandered around Jiao Tailang's neck. "In order to prevent them from breaking their promises, I had to keep them here forever to accompany me. "

What scares Banana Wolf more than these words is the woman's current action.

Just now he helped the woman to lie down on the bed, but now, the woman did not move her body, but stretched out her hand directly.

Her arm must be at least 3 meters long.

In order not to irritate himself, Banana Wolf resisted the pressure and did not dare to look back.

But the next second, Weng Qing's voice had come to his ears, and her careless breath stimulated Banana Wolf's earlobe.

But now Banana Wolf really has no other thoughts. He stood there stupidly, behaving very well.

"His name is Wang Yuxue, and he is a university teacher." Weng Qing pointed to a man in a photo. The man was dressed in a suit and a pair of frameless glasses.

"He is also a tenant of this building, living next door to me. He looks very gentleman, right?"

Staring at the photo, Weng Qing bit his finger and smiled foolishly, "But he has already started a family. His wife is alone with two children in another place, and she has to support his parents, but what about him? He actually brought girls home under the pretext of tutoring, and then took the opportunity to attack them.

"Later, he found me again." Weng Qing showed a satisfied smile, looking at the photo, as if recalling something, "His eyes are very beautiful, in order to prevent him from seducing other women again, I kept his eyes."

Jiao Tailang couldn't help but shudder.

"And him." Weng Qing looked away and looked at a photo under the wall clock. The position of this photo was very conspicuous, and it seemed to have a special meaning.

It was a big boy who looked very sunny, wearing a jersey and shorts, and looked very strong.

"His name is Yan Ruyu, a student of the Sports College." Weng Qing's voice was like a knife, dismantling the man in the photo bit by bit, and telling Jiao Tailang.

"Looks very honest, very simple, right?" Weng Qing exhaled, her eyes instantly turned cold, "But he is an out-and-out scumbag. He lives upstairs from me, and I often hear him beating his girlfriend. After his girlfriend got pregnant, she came to harass me."

"So I kept him here too." Weng Qing leaned close to Jiao Tailang's ear and whispered, "He boasted that he was strong in that aspect, so I kept him here, but it turned out that he didn't tell the truth. Weng Qing put her fingers on her lips and smiled happily.

Weng Qing was barefoot, tiptoed, and introduced the men in these photos to Jiao Tailang one by one, as well as the dirty stories behind them.

She acted very happy, as happy as a child introducing a favorite toy to a new friend.

Finally it was his turn.

There was a blank photo frame hanging in the corner. After Weng Qing took it off, she held the photo frame to her heart. Obviously, this photo frame was left for Jiao Tailang.

"You are also a person who is used to using sweet words to deceive women, right? "She narrowed her red eyes, stared at Banana Wolf and said, "I like you very much, so I will leave your tongue and let you say sweet words to me."

The bedroom door was closed, and Banana Wolf looked lifeless.

Even if the bedroom door could be opened, it would be useless. The two originally docile big golden retrievers were now guarding the door, baring their teeth and their eyes were bloodshot.

Standing on tiptoe, Weng Qing lay on Banana Wolf's back, her hands wrapped around his shoulders, and her cold fingers gradually touched his face.

Sticked close to him, feeling the beating heart in Banana Wolf's chest, Weng Qing's pale cheeks showed a hint of redness and desire.

She raised the corners of her mouth, her scarlet lips, her soft body, and a touch of morbid beauty spread over her body without any disobedience.

The sharp nails wandered around the Adam's apple of the man in front of her, and soon after , this will become another collection that she is satisfied with.

But just before her nails were about to cut his throat, Weng Qing stopped.

The man in front of her did not cry bitterly like other men who came here, or swear that he would treat her well for the rest of his life, but in the end he just wanted to survive.

The man in front of her was unusually calm, even his breathing was different from the beginning, as if he had changed into a different person.

Through the reflection of the glass photo frame, she saw that the man's eyes were looking at the pictures hanging on the wall, and he seemed to have forgotten that he was about to die here.

Like those people, he was hung on the wall, forever, as her collection.

"Sister." Jiao Tailang suddenly said: "Have you really loved or hated them? Or, did you just treat them as a substitute for that person?"

Jiao Tailang did not look back, he just stood there, he knew what happened to Weng Qing, "While punishing these people, you actually want them to atone for the person in your heart. "

Before he finished speaking, the murderous intent around him suddenly became stronger, and the only night light was swaying like a candle in the wind.

Several very shallow and very thin bloodstains tore his skin.

A few drops of bright red blood slid down his cheeks, staining the snow-white collar like plum blossoms.

The man was unmoved.

"Shut up." Grabbing Jiao Tailang's shoulders, his sharp nails had already pierced his flesh. Weng Qing bit her lips and said in a low voice, "You are the same as him! You are all the same as him! Men like you deserve to die!"

"But that man deserves to die more, doesn't he?" Jiao Tailang interrupted Weng Qing and said righteously, "He delayed you, sister, and hurt the sister who was originally gentle, kind, cute, simple, beautiful, generous and considerate! He also ruined my sister's life!"

"I won't let him go." Jiao Tailang gritted his teeth, and countless anger shot out of his originally gentle eyes.

Weng Qing's blood-red eyes trembled. The man with his back to her seemed to have changed into a different person. His young and delicate face was full of determination. His heartbeat was like a drum, and his hatred for the man who hurt her was almost condensed into substance.

But it was obviously me who wanted to kill him.

Why?

Why would he

The hand on the man's shoulder was suddenly wrapped in warmth. Jiao Tailang grabbed her hand and slowly turned around. Weng Qing subconsciously wanted to pull it back, but he held it tighter.

In the dim environment, she saw Jiao Tailang's eyes full of tears, "Sister, don't torture yourself anymore." Jiao Tailang's lips were trembling, "I know that the person who hurt you has not received the punishment he deserves."

"Let's find him together. Even if I have to sacrifice my life, I want him to atone for what he did to my sister!"