Death is not terrible, the most terrible thing is on the way to death.

This is what Du Qingyu is currently like. She doesn’t know what will be waiting for her next.

The fear now made her breathless.

“Wow…Wow…”

As the eldest lady of the family, when did she suffer such terrifying oppression?

She finally couldn't help but burst into tears.

Feng Lin turned around, loosened the other person's hair, and grabbed her shoulder.

Click!

Click!

"Ah!!! Bastard! Woo woo..."

Du Qingyu's arms suddenly drooped, and the severe pain rushed to her forehead. She fell to the ground in pain.

"Don't worry, it's just a dislocation, so you can't sneak attack me while we are playing."

Feng Lin hummed a small song, opened the zipper of the other party's casual clothes, and placed the jacket next to him, "It's still the previous problem. Tell me, I'll let you go."

"Woooo...I won't say it!"

Although Du Qingyu was afraid, she was very confident and could not embarrass her mother.

Because I was wearing a mask, and the mask was covered with blood.

It is very unclear when talking.

Feng Lin used a dagger to cut off the rope of the mask and exposed her face.

You can still clearly see the blood on her mouth.

"kindness?"

Feng Lin looked stunned. Why did he feel a little familiar?

He wiped the blood on his face with a mask, gradually revealing the woman's true appearance.

His expression solidified for a long time.

"Damn!"

Feng Lin immediately took out the photo from his pocket and found one of the women in a white dress.

He carefully pinched the other person's face and found that it was really the same person.

"Ask you something, is this person you?"

Feng Lin pointed the photo at Du Qingyu.

Du Qingyu was still crying, but just glanced at the photos and asked with a sob: "Why do you have a photo of me?"

"Grass!"

Feng Lin cursed inwardly, it was impossible that it was such a coincidence, how could it be?

Writing novels? Making movies?

"I'll ask you something first. Are you very familiar with the name Feng Lin?" Feng Lin had to make sure.

"Feng Lin? You still have my photos... Are you my fiancé?"

Du Qingyu suddenly screamed, and then started crying loudly again.

"Grandma! It's you."

Feng Lin immediately grabbed her arms and attached her arms.

If my father knew that he beat his fiancée like this, he might be beaten to death.

Du Qingyu endured the severe pain and kept kicking Feng Lin.

He was crying while kicking, looking heartbroken.

Feng Lin had no choice but to stand here.

"I'm not blamed for this. Since I know I'm your fiancé, why did I kill me?"

Feng Lin picked up the coat on the ground and draped it on her.

"I haven't seen you before! I thought you and him had the same name." Du Qingyu wiped her tears and stood up shakingly from the ground.

Feng Lin immediately supported her.

"Get out! Don't touch me! I want to break off the engagement with you! I won't marry you even if I die! Woo woo!"

Du Qingyu shook Feng Lin's hand hard and wiped his tears.

"There are such good things...not right, are you sure?" Feng Lin asked with a serious expression.

In fact, when Feng Lin knew that this fiancée was a killer, he directly wiped out her.

This is too far from the ideal woman.

It is better to take Xu Ruoying home than to marry a killer.

"Of course! Even if you kneel down and beg me, I will not marry you."

Du Qingyu wiped her tears with her sleeves and said viciously.

Feng Lin applauded hard and couldn't help laughing, "Okay! Then let's forget about our marriage, remember to tell your family that you proposed it first."

"you……"

Du Qingyu was a little confused, it was different from what he thought.

According to common sense, Feng Lin should not apologize to himself immediately and then beg him to keep him.

After all, it is an honor to marry someone so beautiful and identifiable.

"By the way, my sister, although we broke the engagement, we are still friends. You can give up the task of assassinating me."

Feng Lin, who was about to leave, turned around and said.

"Hmph! Do you think I will give up? Anyway, you are not the only one who was assassinated this time."

Du Qingyu stood up staggeringly and shouted to Feng Lin's back.

"Usually, I am a person who is easy to talk to, but don't be arrogant." Feng Lin smiled faintly, "I will die."

After saying that, Feng Lin left here with his hands in his pockets.

"You will die!"

Du Qingyu cursed fiercely. Seeing Feng Lin leave, she immediately took out a small mirror from her pocket and sorted out the blood on her hair and face.

...

Feng Lingang returned home and found a Chery parked in front of his house. He remembered that the license plate number was Lan Rou's car.

"I'm going to call you."

Lan Rou opened the window, poked her head out and said with a smile.

"Is there anything wrong?" Feng Lin walked over and sat in the passenger seat.

"My grandpa has something to come to you, and I don't know what it is."

Lan Rou stepped on the accelerator and turned around and left.

Lan He was on the lawn of the yard, practicing Tai Chi. When he saw Feng Lin coming in, he smiled and said hello, "Good afternoon."

"Don't be so polite, what's the matter?"

Feng Lin stood beside Lanhe with his hands in his pockets.

"Xiao Rou, I'll talk to him alone."

Lan He glanced at Lan Rou and said with a smile.

"cut."

Lan Rou bulged her mouth slightly and headed to the villa in the distance.

Only Feng Lin and Lan He are left here.

"I have something to tell you." Lan He looked at Feng Lin and pointed at the sky, "I got the news from above and found Liu Nian's whereabouts."

Feng Lin, who was originally as calm as water, suddenly had his eyes cold and harsh.

This woman is the third day of the night when she died.

That traitor.

"Aren't you curious about where she is?"

Lan He asked in surprise, originally thinking that he would be eager to ask.

"I have retired. Wujie has so many masters who shocked the world. If you want to kill her, you don't have to notify me." Feng Lin explained calmly.
To be continued...