Facing "Liu Qian's" questioning, Deng Hua seemed to have already gotten used to it. He raised the sharp knife in his hand again with contempt on his face:
"You deserve to die. It's been so long and you still can't figure out why I killed you!"
Deng Hua sneered twice: "Since you are already a ghost, I might as well tell you what happened. In fact, what I liked from the very beginning was your sister Liu Ying. She is obedient and open-minded. She dares to do anything, especially that one
At that time, it looked like you, like a dead frog in bed!"
"Is it because I'm not proactive enough in bed?!" "Liu Qian" was stunned on the spot. She didn't want to believe that the man she loved deeply would raise a butcher's knife to her for such a simple reason.
Deng Hua was completely relaxed at this time. He actually turned around and walked to the sofa and sat down firmly:
"You are stupid. You are really stupid. How could I kill you for such a simple reason? You are too nagging. You are always looking after me every day. When I go out to play, you cry at home. Any other man would be annoyed!
"
He crossed his legs and pointed a sharp knife at "Liu Qian", as if the person in front of him was not a female ghost, but just an ordinary little woman:
"If I liked you, I might be able to tolerate it, but I don't like you at all. Why should I listen to your nagging every day? My brain is not sick!" As he said this, he symbolically pointed at his own head.
brain.
From a distance of several meters, Wu Dazhi could feel the powerful evil aura emanating from "Liu Qian's" body trembling violently when Deng Hua finished speaking.
"Haha, Fatty, what do you think will happen to this man in the end?" Wu Dazhi slowly took out the cigarette case from his pocket, took out three cigarettes, and handed them to Zhou Zijing and Liu Ziyi.
The two of them looked at Wu Dazhi in disbelief. You must know that if Wu Dazhi encountered such a situation, he would definitely rush forward to seek justice. Today, instead of rushing forward, he even felt a little gloating about his misfortune.
"Don't be surprised. This is someone's own family matter. It's not good for us to intervene forcefully. It is often said in TV dramas that it is difficult for an upright official to deal with household affairs! Maybe they will get well again in a while, and we will explain it here!"
"But I think they can't get better!" While Wu Dazhi was talking eloquently, Liu Ziyi pointed in the direction of the sofa with a trembling finger. Wu Dazhi looked back, his heart trembling.
I don’t know which of Deng Hua’s words stimulated “Zhang Qian”, so she rushed towards Deng Hua like crazy. Deng Hua was not a vegetarian either, and the knife in his hand was waiting for “Zhang Qian” to come over.
In an instant, with a pop, red liquid spurted out from the small opening. Deng Hua was stunned and thought it was his imagination.
He pulled out the sharp knife, and the hot stuff suddenly sprayed into his face. Deng Hua was completely calm. The woman in front of him was a ghost. How could a ghost have fresh blood flowing out?
"What's wrong? Are you scared?!!!"
"Liu Qian"'s eyes were already red, and she roared and said words that irritated Deng Hua over and over again.
"Afraid?!" Deng Hua laughed wildly and slashed harder at "Liu Qian", "I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you! I don't care who you are!"
Deng Hua slashed at Liu Qian's body crazily and mechanically. Seeing that she didn't cry out for help, nor did she fall dying, but just stared at him with wide red eyes, he became even more convinced that the person standing in front of him was the man who came from underground.
Liu Ying was resurrected and came to seek revenge.
Kill her! Kill her! There was no other voice in Deng Hua's mind. He waved the sharp knife in his hand desperately, stabbing Liu Qian's body with every blow.
The living room of the room was filled with the sound of popping... popping... Blood continued to flow out, and the two people who slowly fell to the ground were dyed blood red, making it impossible to tell who was who.
"Brother Dazhi, are you really going to let them go on like this?!" Liu Ziyi couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to step forward to stop them.
Wu Dazhi threw aside the cigarette butt in his hand, chanted some incantation, then took two steps forward and whispered to "Liu Qian" who was lying on the ground:
"I say you're almost fine. If you keep going like this, a ghost will come and you'll be in trouble!"
A strange thing happened again. "Liu Qian", who had been chopped by Deng Hua and couldn't move, slowly turned her head, looked in the direction of Wu Dazhi, and smiled coldly.
"Deng Hua, do you really want me to die? Okay! I will die for you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the evil ghost Liu Ying withdrew from Liu Qian's body, and everything returned to its original state.
Zhang Qian regained her original consciousness. The moment she opened her eyes, she saw Deng Hua squatting in front of her, holding a sharp knife in his hand. Before she could say anything, a burst of pain swept through her central nervous system from all over her body.
Come.
Zhang Qian lowered her head slowly, trying to see clearly what happened to her, "Deng Hua, what's wrong with me...I..."
Before she could finish her words, a cold light flashed through, and Deng Hua stabbed Liu Qian again in the neck. Frightened, disbelieving, and desperate, there were so many expressions on Zhang Qian's face before she died that it was impossible to decipher them.
What exactly did she want to express?
After killing Zhang Qian with his own hands, Deng Hua seemed to wake up from his madness. He glanced at Keren, who was lying at his feet and was no longer breathing, and suddenly realized that this person was actually Liu Qian who lived beside him every day.
"Liu Qian!" He picked up Liu Qian's body and shook it twice, but didn't get any response.
"You killed someone!" Liu Ying, who was watching everything with a smile on her face, walked up to Deng Hua and whispered in his ear: "You killed someone, and tomorrow someone will find out about the good things you did.
what should you do?"
"I didn't kill anyone!" Deng Hua stood up suddenly, ran to the kitchen, took out a machete from the kitchen, and returned to Zhang Qian's body again.
"I won't let people know that I kill someone. I have never killed anyone!" As he said this, Deng Hua slashed at Liu Qian with his knife.
"Why, do you want to treat your beloved woman the same way you treat me?" Liu Ying showed her real body and stood behind Deng Hua.
Deng Hua turned around, looked at Liu Ying, and suddenly laughed: "So you turned out to be so ugly after your death! It's so ridiculous. You still want to scare me like this? Who else told you that I
Have you ever liked her? Let me tell you that in this life, I only like myself, do you understand!!"
I don’t know if Deng Hua was frightened or what, but he actually spoke to Liu Ying in a mocking tone.
Before Liu Ying could speak, Wu Dazhi stretched out and grabbed Liu Ying who was about to beat Deng Hua, "Okay, you two have almost settled the matter. We brothers are here to watch."
After a long time, it’s time to call it a day!”
With a clang, the knife in Deng Hua's hand suddenly fell to the ground, and at the same time, his hand began to twitch.
"Comrade police, if you don't arrest him now, why are you waiting for him to follow you?" Wu Dazhi kicked Liu Ziyi who was standing aside.
"You can't take him away!" Seeing Liu Ziyi trying to take Deng Hua away, Liu Ying rushed forward without knowing whether he was alive or dead: "I haven't killed him yet!"
"I want you to guarantee that if he is caught, it will be worse than death. One day you will see him die with your own eyes!" Wu Dazhi exerted a little force on his left hand, and a black-purple light enveloped Liu Ying, making her unable to move.