Madam's character is broken again

Suddenly, as if he was hit by something, Xu Nuo was stunned, and carefully looked at him lying on the ground, covered in blood, he couldn't help but clenched his fists tightly, stared at him coldly, and stared at him for a long time Then I smiled in relief and shook my head.

"I don't believe in this. What I want, even if I use all means, I will get it at all costs. You believe in retribution, but I don't believe in retribution. Even if there is retribution, for what I want, why should I be afraid? of."

Seeing that his breathing gradually weakened and he gradually lost his breath, he stretched out his finger to point at her in pain, his voice gradually became lower, and he slowly closed his eyes.

"you……"

As soon as he said a word, the hand pointing at her fell directly to the ground, and after splashing water on the ground, there was no more reaction.

Seeing that he was not breathing, Xu Nuo gradually felt a kind of fear in his heart, trembling violently, the expression on his face was still calm, with tears in his eyes, he slowly turned his head to look at the people beside him.

Then the people on the side squatted down, squatted beside him, stretched out their hands to check his breathing, and pushed him casually, seeing that he was still like a dead fish without any reaction, they stretched out their hand to check his pulse.

Immediately afterward, the squatting person on the side nodded firmly, made a signal gesture, promised to turn around quickly, gently pulled the clothes of the person next to him, and nodded firmly.

"Are you sure he's dead? Now that he's out of breath, let's go."

After a while, Xu Nuo and a group of thugs left Lin Zicheng, who was seriously injured and out of breath, and quickly disappeared into the night sky, vaguely hearing someone asking.

"Leaving his body there like this, will it cause trouble..."

In the silent night, no one knew about this life-threatening hustle and bustle, the sky gradually became brighter, and everything seemed to have never happened.

As the sky gradually brightened, the alley where Lin Zisheng was located also gradually revealed its full face.

Although this alley is hidden, it is not far from the school. Although there are many people passing by, few people notice this hidden alley.

He Mufan walked unsteadily near the school, kicking the stones on the ground casually, not wanting to go to school, so he walked slowly and aimlessly to this alley.

Not far from the alley, there seemed to be a person lying motionless on the ground, as if he was out of breath. He stretched his neck curiously and looked inside to make sure that there was a person lying on the ground.

He ran over immediately and saw him lying in a pool of blood, with injuries all over his body and torn clothes. He looked like he had been severely beaten. Judging from the situation, he should be killed.

He quickly took out his cell phone, and while dialing the alarm, he squatted down slowly, and gently pushed Lin Zicheng.

"Are you okay! Who are you? How could..."

As soon as he pushed him, he suddenly heard him cough a few times, took a sharp breath, and gradually opened his eyes, holding He Mufan's sleeve tightly with bloody hands.

"Cough, cough... who are you?"

He Mufan stared at the way he was clutching his hand, his eyes were very round, and he gently squeezed his hand with some cleanliness, and slowly pushed it away.

"I should ask you this question. Who are you? Why are you here so badly injured? I'd better call an ambulance for you first."

Lin Zisheng struggled to open his eyes and looked around. This young man who looked like a student had the corners of his mouth slightly raised with a smile.

"Thank you."

Seeing that he seemed to be getting weaker and weaker, and he was about to die, He Mufan decisively stretched out his hands to help him up, and patted his chest nervously to comfort him.

"Is it better? Why did you suddenly appear... To be honest, this place is relatively secluded, and few people come."

Lin Zicheng held his hand tightly, breathing with difficulty, his eyeballs seemed to be popping out, and he looked forward from a distance, as if he was talking to someone else, but also as if he was talking to himself. If gossamer.

"Thank you for saving me. I was fooled into it by someone else. That person wanted my life. It's a pity that God doesn't want me to die. As long as I keep my breath, I must avenge this revenge."

Seeing that his mood gradually became agitated, his breathing became difficult, and his whole body became weaker and weaker, He Mufan quickly moved, and the people who pinched him kept shouting in his ears.

"Hey, hold on a little longer, hold on..."

Before the words were finished, the ambulance arrived quickly, and several medical staff quickly got out of the ambulance skillfully and took Lin Zisheng away.

In the hospital, He Mufan stood beside the hospital bed, checking the medical bills in his hand, one by one, and placed them on the side of his bed.

"I don't know who lied to you, and I don't know what kind of dispute happened between you, but I'm afraid you can't avenge your revenge."

Hearing this, Lin Zicheng excitedly supported the side of the bed with his hands, tried to sit up straight, gasped for breath, his chest heaved violently, and fixed his eyes on him.

"Why...cough cough cough..."

Every time he said a word, he had to pause for a long time, and he had to hold on to the side of the bed tightly with his hands to barely stabilize his body. His whole body was so weak that he seemed about to faint in the next second.

He Mufan quickly stepped forward to support him, turned his body and tried his best to reach for the cup on the bedside, and quickly took the cup and handed it to him.

"Drink some water and slow down. Your injury is too serious. Although I tried my best to save you now, it is too serious."

In the middle of the conversation, he didn't continue to say it. He really didn't know how to say this.

Seeing him lowering his head while hesitating to speak, Lin Zicheng could feel the state of his body. He was silent for a long time, knowing that even if he was reluctant now, the recovery would only be temporary.

"Is my illness particularly serious, and how long can I live?"

Seeing him like this, without any expression of vitality in his eyes, faintly wondering what he was thinking, He Mufan slowly supported him on the bed, and did not continue to speak your name.

After a long time, the results of the whole ward made people feel at a loss. He Mufan looked at the door and then at Lin Zicheng who was lying on the bed. He moved his eyes slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he spoke.

"Do you have any family members or friends? How about I inform them for you? Do you want to meet them or..."

Lin Zicheng leaned against the bed, raised his hand weakly, and shook his head with difficulty, as if resigned to his fate, he closed his eyes as usual, and sighed heavily.

"No need, even if I want to go home, I must avenge this revenge first."

Afterwards, Lin Zicheng slowly opened his eyes and looked at him with firm gaze and trembling voice.

"We don't know each other. It may be too much for me to say such a thing, and you may think it is unreasonable, but my current physical condition..."

In the middle of speaking, he suddenly coughed violently, interrupting his words. Although he couldn't speak, he still pointed at He Mufan, his eyes were bloodshot, as if there was something he had to do.

Afterwards, he spat out bit by bit with difficulty, each word seemed to be squeezed out bit by bit from his throat.

"Actually... I... can also feel a little bit, I'm afraid it hasn't been... how long, I... want to record a... video, cough...cough cough...even if I die, I won't cause you any trouble. "

After he finished speaking, he lay on the bed, his hands fell heavily on the bed, his breathing gradually weakened, and his voice could not be heard unless he listened carefully.

"The important thing is...some things, I can't...make her happy."

He Mufan saw him as if he was dying, he quickly rang the bell to call the doctor, and looked at him closely in a daze.

"Although I don't know who you are having trouble with, and I don't know what you are doing it for. If you really want to record it, then record it. In fact, you are still thinking about hatred in your heart. ..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly fainted on the bed, and He Mufan quickly ran to the corridor and slapped the door and shouted.

"Where is the doctor! Come on, hurry up."

Then he ran into the ward again, seeing that he had come to himself lying on the bed, He Mufan quickly ran forward.

"Are you... all right, are you feeling better?"

Lin Zicheng glanced at him weakly, then nodded slowly.

"I really can't let go of this hatred... Help me record it, I want to leave all the evidence I can."

At the same time, in the police station on the other side, Yi Qiaoyi was inexplicably called to the police station.

A policeman in police uniform was sitting upright, holding a pen and tapping on the table, with a serious expression on his face, staring at her awkwardly.

"Is it Yi Qiaoyi? Do you know why you were asked to come to the police station today?"

Yi Qiao frowned slightly, raised his head to look at the surrounding environment, and then set his eyes on the policeman again. He was still confused and his face was full of confusion. He didn't know what happened, so he shook his head honestly.

"do not know……"

The policeman picked up a document from the table, opened it, and began to read the records seriously, before raising his head to ask her.

"I don't know? Someone came to the police early this morning, saying that you murdered someone. Do you know this person?"

While the policeman was talking, he took out a few photos from the file and put them on the table. He looked at Yi Qiaoyi's expression carefully with a cold face, and gently pressed the photos with his fingers and pushed them in front of her. Slightly nodded to signal her to look at the photos on the table.

Following the direction his finger pointed, I looked down, and my eyes widened instantly, trembling slightly.

Isn't this Lin Zisheng?How is it possible that he died? He came to look for me last night and then died?

I raised my head slightly in surprise, and saw the seriousness on the policeman's face. I realized that this matter was true, and I was at the moment when I was most suspected, so I nodded slowly.

"I know, I used to know friends, but in recent days, he is more worried about things at home and met a few times by chance."

The policeman obviously didn't believe this statement. The corner of his mouth twitched imperceptibly, and he smiled lightly. Then he lowered his head slightly, frowned tightly, and took the photo away from the table.

"So did you meet last night?"

Hearing this, she slowly raised her hand and pointed to the photo he took away just now. The police handed the photo to his hand. She picked up the photo and looked at it carefully, turning the photo in her hand casually. Man sits leaning on a chair.

"Yes, yesterday he came to complain to me because he was depressed. He said something, but he left after a while. Is there any problem?"