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Chapter 8: The Devil Attacks 8

He looked cold and stunned, feeling a little soft in his heart.

"Go and boil a kettle of hot water for me and get me a bowl of food."

He ordered, his tone could not be said to be serious, but it was indeed the tone of a superior person that he had cultivated over a long period of time.

Xinhan opened his lips and asked with a trembling voice: "Who are you?"

He looked at her fiercely: "Go!"[

Xin Han winced and quickly shut up. Not knowing why he was so obedient, he staggered and fled into the kitchen.

Staying in the kitchen boiling water, she asked herself naggingly, he shouldn't be a gangster, right? Look at the man's dress and temperament. He must be rich or noble, at least with a gold collar or above!

He was injured. Could it be that he was a young man in trouble who came to ask for help? Otherwise, why would he introduce himself "courteously"? After this self-explanation, his frightened heart slowly calmed down, and his uneasy heart turned into sympathy.

Who hasn’t had a moment of trouble?

Thinking like this, she seemed to feel a little relieved, and then opened the refrigerator to get him something to eat.

In fact, she has no cooking skills, so she can only cook a bowl of noodles and add an egg at most.

In just fifteen minutes, Xinhan boiled water, cooked noodles, brought them to the dining room, and then walked back to the living room. At this time, he was on the phone, sending orders one after another from No. 521 Yinghua Road. Xinhan didn't know that just as she was cooking

Within ten minutes of the flood, the entire southeastern underworld had been turned upside down.

"I have boiled hot water and cooked noodles for you. If you want to go to the hospital, I can call 120 for you. You are not a gangster, right?" Xinhan walked to him and asked tremblingly, but

suddenly……

"vomit"

Xinhan suddenly felt a rush of nausea in her stomach, which made her want to vomit. His suit was taken off, and the bloody shirt was torn open, and the shocking tear...

"vomit"

She couldn't stop and vomited again.

The sour and nauseating feeling came straight from my mouth...

Then she couldn't control herself anymore and rushed into the bathroom. She couldn't see the bloody flesh. Really, she wanted to vomit when she saw it. This came from the shadow of a year ago.

On that snowy night, the bloody and bloody images rolled out from the depths of my mind again, turbulently and unstoppably.

Shi Feiyan glanced briefly in the direction where Xinhan disappeared, then lowered his head to look at the culprit visible on his chest, then stood up indifferently and walked towards the dining room.

When he came out with a pale face due to chills and vomiting, he had already finished the bowl of egg noodles that could not be called delicious.


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