When Cheng Ying heard the laughter, she felt as if she had seen a ghost. She felt fearful, grabbed Yang Min's neck and shouted: "Lei Feng, come out!"
There was no response, but Cheng Ying became even more panicked and said in a cold voice: "If you don't go out, I will scratch her face and make you regret it for the rest of your life."
Still silent.
Cheng Ying put his sword across Yang Min's neck and shouted: "Lei Feng, if you don't come out, I will kill your woman, do you hear me?"
Yang Min was overjoyed, but seeing Cheng Ying's threat, Lei Feng didn't come out. Could it be that it was an illusion just now, and that familiar laughter was just a fantasy.
Cheng Ying was extremely certain that the owner of the laughter was real and nearby. With her strong mental power, she would not have any hallucinations.
Staring outside, but unable to feel any breath, Cheng Ying became more and more panicked. Ever since he was killed by Lei Feng last time, he felt a sense of fear towards Lei Feng.
The other party's intelligence and adaptability are extremely terrifying. If Mr. Thirteen hadn't appeared, I'm afraid she would be just a corpse now.
"If you don't come out, I will really kill someone!" Cheng Ying roared, having lost his patience, and a red blood mark appeared on Yang Min's neck.
Yang Min sneered and said: "There is no one there, it's just an illusion. It turns out you are very afraid of Lei Feng."
Cheng Ying said angrily: "Shut up and be honest, otherwise don't blame me!"
Yang Min suddenly wanted to laugh. When he was fighting against the control of life and death, he rose to a spiritual level, discussing Lily's rationality and the inherent self-plot of women.
Now, in the face of great fear, she has restored her most primitive instincts. She is afraid, terrified because of that smile that didn't seem to exist just now.
Yang Min suddenly felt that the woman in front of her was an extremely pitiful person who had lived in darkness her whole life and had no life of her own.
Perhaps the more powerful a person is, the more uncontrollable he is. Ants have their own freedom. Even ants have no fear because they don't know.
But Cheng Ying's expression showed unprecedented panic. Mr. Thirteen was not around, and only the woman in his hand was the weight to survive.
It is a shame that members of the 'Hong' organization need to take hostages to survive, but in front of Lei Feng, they are all reasonable. Lei Feng is always like this, constantly breaking the rules and constantly refreshing others.
nerve.
Cheng Ying ignored Yang Min's sneer, stared at the surroundings, and said in a cold voice: "If she doesn't come out, I'll cut off her hand first. I think you don't mind if your woman is missing arms and legs, right?"
"
Yang Min was shocked. The butterfly sword had already struck her hand. She was shocked, but she had no ability to resist. She suddenly sighed and stopped Cheng Ying's movements.
A figure walked out of the darkness, revealing a helpless face under the bright light. The clear facial features did not look earth-shatteringly handsome at first glance, but it was a face that became more and more interesting the more you looked at it, especially his.
The look of helplessness in his eyes was very obvious, as if he had been forced out of his eyes, which I found very incomprehensible.
Cheng Ying said in horror: "It's really you!"
Yang Min wanted to get up, but was pinned down on the bed. Seeing Lei Feng arriving, she almost cried. After so many words, someone finally came stepping on the colorful auspicious clouds. Although his expression was very helpless, he was here after all.
, came at the most critical moment, otherwise Yang Min's innocence would be wasted in the hands of Cheng Ying, a half-lily.
Lei Feng strolled over, looked at the surrounding environment, looked at the two people who died in the hall, frowned and said: "Cheng Ying, your methods are too ruthless, you are not worthy of being a soldier at all, you can even kill ordinary people."
Cheng Ying sneered: "I never think of myself as a pure soldier. I am just a sword, a killing sword commanded by others."
Lei Feng thought for a while, then nodded and said: "Yes, this is a kind of sadness. We are not other people's tools. I am another's tool, and you are someone else's tool."
The two started chatting, and Lei Feng actually ignored Yang Min, who was being held hostage. He started to talk in a long way, discussing the true meaning of life, then the unfairness of society, and then the rationality of Marxism.
Even the strong-willed Cheng Ying was coaxed into a daze, not knowing what to do next. Lei Feng sighed, finally looked at Cheng Ying, showed a surprised expression, and said: "Cheng Ying,
You are quite a good person, and you have given me such good benefits."
Cheng Ying was stunned and realized that what Lei Feng was looking at was actually Yang Min's pink underwear. He was about to vomit blood. At this time, he was still observing the woman's ###.
"Officer Yang, if I'm not wrong, the posture of the two of you just now can easily be misunderstood." Lei Feng finally asked the question that Yang Min was most worried about, "No wonder Officer Yang didn't fall in love at the age of twenty-five.
, turns out I like this set.”
"Cheng Ying, it doesn't matter that you two like each other. I came here and pretended to have a deep hatred. If you insist on me coming out, I will interrupt the show. Don't worry, I will keep the matter between you two a secret. Three
I won’t say it in heaven!”
Yang Min said angrily: "Lei Feng, go to hell!"
Lei Feng said innocently: "Let me die. If I can't give you enough reward, I won't do it. By the way, you can continue. If you feel it, I don't mind being used by you."
"As for whether it's a couple or a threesome, it's hard to define." Lei Feng looked at Yang Min, who was in the center of his anger, and said helplessly, "It's hard for me to define the love between you."
Yang Min took a deep breath, stared at Lei Feng, ignored the butterfly sword on his neck, and said word by word: "Lei Feng, you are dead!"
Suddenly, Cheng Ying twisted Yang Min's neck and said in a cold voice: "Don't play tricks. Leave immediately, or I will kill you. Are you as fast as the sword in my hand?"
Lei Feng said in surprise: "What does this mean? Could it be that he committed suicide because of love and couldn't bear the pressure of the world? Don't worry, I really won't tell anyone."
"You still don't believe my character!" Lei Feng promised, pointing to Yang Min's underwear and said, "Look at the color, it looks a bit like I bought it from Sister Pan's underwear store."
At this time, Lei Feng was still in the mood to joke with her, but Yang Min was about to go crazy. He gritted his teeth and seemed to have deep hatred, and cursed: "Lei Feng, my godfather is still in their hands, please stop making trouble, okay!"
Cheng Ying sneered, and then remembered that Mr. Thirteen might be here soon. As long as he delays, the situation will be reversed immediately.
Suddenly, Lei Feng walked over directly, ignoring Yang Min in Cheng Ying's hands, and regardless of Yang Min's life safety, he walked towards this side. Cheng Ying's pupils tightened and he shouted out loud: "Don't come here!"
But Lei Feng didn't stop, and Yang Min was scared. The butterfly sword in his hand was about to cut off his neck, and he just missed it a little, and shouted: "Lei Feng..."
A cold light flashed in Cheng Ying's eyes, and she was about to take action, preparing to die together. Yang Min also began to despair in her heart, feeling Cheng Ying's murderous intention.
But just when both of them were desperate, a light of hope lit up in front of them, and Lei Feng's figure appeared in front of them. Cheng Ying screamed, and his body flew out and hit the wall hard.
Poof!
Cheng Ying spat out blood and looked at Lei Feng in horror. At this time, Lei Feng still did not stop and walked towards her. The footsteps sounded like Jiuyou, but his smile made her panic.
This is the fear of death and has nothing to do with will. Cheng Ying felt a coldness from the soles of her feet to the top of her head and screamed: "Don't come here!"
Lei Feng knelt down, looked at Cheng Ying who had lost the ability to resist, and sighed: "This is disappointing to me. Are you really too weak? You don't even know the most basic defense?"
Lei Feng is completely different from the day before. His temperament has become different. After being seriously injured, his martial arts has improved again. Although there is no qualitative change, he has made a small breakthrough.
In the past, Lei Feng was not something that Cheng Ying could resist. After his martial arts advanced greatly, it became even more impossible. Coupled with his panic, his strength was greatly reduced, and the winner was decided in an instant.
Squatting in front of him, Lei Feng looked at Cheng Ying's panicked eyes, put his fingers on his head, touching it from top to bottom, and grinned: "Please tell me, am I Lily?"
Yang Min heard that Lei Feng actually did the first thing to confirm the situation just now, and roared: "Lei Feng, you bastard!"
Lei Feng turned his head and said innocently: "You are either a bastard or a beast. Your words are too small. Can you use some snacks to curse people? I told you to read more books, but you didn't listen. Now that you know the books are used, you will hate them less.
Bar."
Yang Min vomited blood and trembled slightly with anger. The pink underwear on her chest was loose. She stared at Lei Feng with murderous intent. Lei Feng turned a blind eye and raised Cheng Ying's chin, just like Cheng Ying raised Yang Min's.
The chin is exactly the same.
Looking left and right, up and down, Lei Feng shook his head and sighed.
Beauty Yang asked curiously: "What's wrong?"
Lei Feng smiled and said: "I was looking for the feeling when she teased you just now, but unfortunately I couldn't find it. Teasing requires a certain artistic conception. Maybe I don't have much feelings for her. I'm not very interested in people with small breasts."
Even though Cheng Ying was frightened, she could not bear Lei Feng's teasing. This was a naked attack on life. Women care about their body and appearance even more than their lives.
"Kill me." Cheng Ying closed her eyes and said calmly.
Lei Feng shook his head and said: "What good will it do me to kill you? I am not you and I am so indifferent to life."
Cheng Ying opened her phoenix eyes and sneered: "Do you understand us?"
Lei Feng was silent, seeing the resentment in Cheng Ying's eyes, the doubt about his identity, and the smoke of his career, this feeling was so real.
Lei Feng nodded and said seriously: "I understand how you feel, do you believe it or not? We are all shrouded in darkness and cannot help ourselves. The world is a huge cage, and it is the same for you and me.
I'm not in the military, so I can't understand the deep sadness behind the great sense of honor."
"Life, only if you hold it in your hands, is the guarantee of reality and happiness." Lei Feng stood up, pulled out the silver needle from his Shenzang point, and said, "It's okay."
The two women were stunned at the same time, looking at Lei Feng, wondering what kind of medicine he bought in the gourd.
Lei Feng coughed and said seriously: "I am a very caring person. Seeing that a hot spark is about to develop between you, how can I forcefully separate you."
