Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

There was no light in the flower room, so the shadow sneaked in and hid behind the flower stand at the door.

This dark shadow, who else could it be, Master Hei Wuchang.

Luo Changde shoveled a few times with a shovel, then squatted down and switched to a hand planer. From the angle of Zhou Xufang's standing, only his back can be seen, as well as his digging movements. He panicked and hurried. busy.

Without warning, there was a sudden flash of fire in front of her eyes, and there was a raging fire all around.

Outside the flower room, someone broke in, and with a bang, he kicked the door open.

"Steward Tang."

Eight years ago, Luo Changde was not so thin and healthy.

Tang Guangji was surprised to see that it was him: "Young Master, how come you came in with such a big fire?"

He said, there was a blaze in his eyes: "Give me the man."

The person on her back had no consciousness anymore. Tang Guangji carried her on her back and carefully avoided the burning wooden flower stand: "I'll carry it on my back. Go out quickly. The fire is getting bigger and bigger."

"Give me someone." There was smoke everywhere inside, and Luo Changde's voice was dumbed. He threw the towel covering his mouth and nose, and picked up a steel bar from the ground.

The steel bar dragged on the ground, making a harsh sound.

Tang Guangji immediately warned: "You are not here to save people." He carried people on his back, stepped back, his eyes guarded, "What are you going to do?"

He was impatient, grumpy and gloomy: "I will let you give people to me."

Not to save people, but to harm people...

Tang Guangji put Luo San down and shook her almost unconsciously: "Luo San! Luo San!"

She opened her eyes laboriously.

Tang Guangji squeezed her shoulder, trying to make her sober: "Go and hide behind the flower stand, go quickly."

She was groggy, nodded, and staggered back.

Huh!

Luo Changde closed the wooden door of the flower room. Smoke was everywhere in the semi-glass flower room of Bailaiping.

呲——

呲——

呲——

The sound of the steel bar mopping the floor is getting closer and more ear-piercing.

Tang Guangji glanced at the girl behind him, turned around and rushed towards Luo Changde, but he also stayed in the fire for a long time, his footsteps were vain, and Luo Changde was thrown aside.

The flower stand was right in front of her. Luo Sanzhe staggered and fell to the ground. She had no strength and couldn't stand up after holding her body several times. She could only crawl forward slowly, and when she was about to reach the flower stand, she stretched out from behind. One hand grabbed her ankle.

It is Luo Changde.

He squatted on the ground, grabbed her feet, and dragged her back. She was terrified, kicking her legs and screaming.

Luo Changde said: Stop calling.

He raised the steel bars in his hand. At this moment, Tang Guangji on the ground got up, took a chair, and smashed it down from behind.

Luo Changde was hit **** his back and planted forward.

Tang Guangji immediately pulled Luo San up and pushed her to the door: "Run."

She shook her head and opened her mouth without making a sound. She was saying: Let's go together.

Tang Guangji shouted at her: "Run!"

She couldn't stand firmly, holding the glass of the flower room that had been hot by the fire, and pointed at the back of Tang Guangji: "Tang, Uncle, go, away." The four words, like torn from the throat, were dry and dumb.

Tang Guangji turned his head and saw Luo Changde standing behind him, holding up a half-life embroidered steel bar in his hand, his eyes flushed red by the fire: "You still talk?"

That's even more deadly.

Tang Guangji hugged him by the waist and pushed him back. The two ran into the flower stand behind. Tang Guangji hugged him tightly and shouted at Luo San when he turned around.

"Go!"

She didn't leave, but ran over, and while the steel bars in Luo Changde's hand fell, she hugged Luo Changde's hand: "Don't beat Uncle Tang."

Tang Guangji was red eyes, still roaring, shouting at her to go.

Luo Changde slammed her hard and she fell to the ground. He raised the steel bars in his hand and hit Tang Guangji's back. She fell to the ground and couldn't get up. She was still shouting, "Luo San, run... "

The steel bar was burned hot by the high temperature. Luo Changde took the gloves on the flower stand next to him, and dragged the half-meter-long steel bar and walked over. He said, "You asked for it," with red eyes, and he smashed Tang Guangji's head hard. unit.

Luo Changde has irritability, and Luo Yinghe is just like him.

During the second stroke, his leg was hugged.

"Stop it." The fourteen-year-old girl, who was small, short and thin, used all her strength to pull his leg, "Don't hit him."

She has a thick voice, crying: "Don't hit him, don't hit him..."

Luo Changde squatted down, his red eyes were completely irrational, he squeezed her shoulders and said, "It's all caused by you."

She shook her head desperately: "I won't tell, I won't tell."

"Originally thought you were dumb, but in the end you still talk, but don't speak out?" How could he believe, "Only dead people can't talk nonsense."

He grabbed her clothes and moved his hands from the girl's thin shoulders to her neck.

Tang Guangji, who was lying on the ground, got up desperately, with blood on the back of his neck. He pushed Luo San hard and grabbed the steel bar in Luo Changde's hand.

"Luo Changde," Tang Guangji cursed, "Livestock, health!"

Tiger poison does not eat its seeds, let alone human beings.

Luo Changde kicked him away, and he hit the flower stand, and all the pots on it fell off and hit Tang Guangji's head and body. The flower stand was shaky twice, and the whole fell towards him.

"Uncle Tang!"

The solid wood flower stand, one wall so high, can smash human bones.

Tang Guangji lay on the ground, his face covered with blood.

Luo San crawled over, not afraid of being hot, and dragged the flower stand with bare hands, but it was too heavy for her to drag: "Come here."

"is there anybody?"

"Save him, save him..."

The hand was so hot that it blistered. She didn't know the pain, she numbly pushed the burning flower stand over and over again, she cried and called to Uncle Tang, but Tang Guangji never answered him again.

Luo Changde grabbed the back of her neck and dragged her over.

She kicked him and beat him, struggling to get up, he pressed her shoulders with hot steel bars, and pushed her down.

She was afraid of him, and tremblingly shouted: "Jiang Zhi."

"Jianzhi."

"River--"

Luo Changde pressed her kicking legs with his knees: "Don't bark."

She is still calling Jiang Zhi, always calling him.

Jiang Zhi said: If others bully you, you call me and I will help you.

"Jianzhi."

"Jianzhi..."

Luo Changde was screamed more madly by her, and touched a hammer on the ground: "I told you not to scream!" He took the hammer and nailed the steel bar heavily.

Just a moment, blood came out.

She stopped moving her legs, took a heavy breath, stuck in her throat, and stretched out: "Help, help," pointing to the flower stand, "Tang, Tang..."

There was no reflection in Luo Changde's eyes, only blood and blood.

His head was full of sweat, and the blood ran across the violent veins quickly: "It will be well soon."

"Soon you will be free."

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Once, the hammer hit the steel bar.

Slowly, the **** the ground stopped struggling, her hands dropped and remained motionless.

The flames burned more and more, and a figure was reflected on the glass of the flower room, covering his nose and mouth tightly, hiding behind the flower stand, it was Abin...

Countless fragments, and then rampaged in the brain, those things buried deep in memory, all came back, Zhou Xufang had a splitting headache, could not stand, his body swayed and hit the flower pot behind.

咣——

Luo Changde suddenly turned his head: "Who!"

In his hand, he was holding the steel bar that had been nailed to her body, covered with rust.

Zhou Xufang saw those eyes in the dim light, and there were panic, yin, madness, and the killing thought in a flash.

She had seen such a look, outside of Luo Changde's bedroom that time.

The door was not closed tightly, with a gap missing.

In the room, Luo Changde pressed his wife Xiao to the sofa. He was irritable and impermanent: "You said, why don't you say it?"

The hand originally pressed on Xiao's shoulder was moved to the neck.

"Go tell others, I raped Zhou Qingmeng." He pinched Xiao's neck and roared, "Go! Go!"

Xiao Clan was struggling, whining.

Luo Changde broke her mouth with one hand, touched the sleeping pill jar on the coffee table with one hand, bit open with his teeth, and stuffed the whole jar into her mouth: "I will let you say, I will let you say!"

Bean-sized sleeping pills spilled all over the floor.

Xiao coughed a few times and stopped struggling.

Only then did Luo Changde regain his senses, and there was a sudden bang outside the door.

He turned his head: "Who!"

It was the look in his eyes, panic, sinister, mania, and the killing thought in a flash.

He pushed the door and went out. No one was seen, only a pile of dog's tail grass on the ground.

"Who is there?" Luo Changde raised the phone in his hand and looked at the flower stand at the door.

There was no movement behind the flower stand.

He held the rusty steel bar and stepped forward.

Suddenly, a group of dark shadows came out of the darkness. She was holding the flower stand, staggering.

There was no light in the flower room and it was too dark to see people clearly. Luo Changde stared at her defensively, "Who are you?"

Zhou Xufang looked up, and her eyes were blood red in the dark. She said, "I am Luo San." Luo San who was nailed here with steel bars by you.

How can the dead come back to life, Luo Changde naturally does not believe: "Who are you?"

Zhou Xufang came out and approached step by step: "You are the unjust ghost killed by you."

He lifted up the rusty steel bar abruptly.

Huh!

The door of the flower room was kicked open, Jiang Zhi came in and kicked Luo Changde to the ground. Wearing a mask on his face, he pulled Zhou Xufang and hid behind the flower shelf.

"I told you not to come, you must not listen." Jiang Zhi suppressed his voice, angrily and anxiously, "Not at all good."

"Jianzhi."

She yelled to him, and her legs suddenly softened and fell to the ground.

Jiang Zhi immediately supported her: "What's wrong?" He was anxious, afraid that she was injured, "What's wrong with you spinning treasure."

Outside, the sirens rang.

Luo Changde wanted to get up. Jiang Zhi went over and kicked his stomach hard. Luo Changde yelled in pain, holding his stomach and couldn't stand the pain.

Jiang Zhi went to hug Zhou Xufang, walked out of Luo's flower room, copied the path behind the courtyard, and took her to the attic where she used to live.

The attic door was not locked, the light was broken, and the wooden bed was all gray. Jiang Zhi put Zhou Xufang on the bed.

"Xu Fang."

She was desperate and her eyes were stagnant.

Jiang Zhi held her shoulder: "Tell me, what's wrong with you?"

He called a couple of ‘Fang Bao’, and she returned to her senses. The blood in her eyes faded halfway, and she was slightly red: "Jiang Zhi, I remember it."

Jiang Zhi squatted in front of her, took off her mask, and raised her head to touch her face: "What do you remember?"

The moonlight came in, her face turned pale, her lips trembled slightly: "He killed someone, I saw it." She grabbed Jiang Zhi's hand, "He killed his wife."