"Let me tell you, you two, I know that you two love each other, but can you not show this love in front of me and other lonely people? Don't you know that I will feel sour after seeing it? There will be a chain reaction, I am empty and lonely.
,I……"
Lin Xing held his chest in a playful manner, while a pair of electric peach blossom eyes moved ambiguously on the faces of Bao Jinghan and Lu Yan. Those meaningful eyes, tsk tsk, if the person who saw them could understand the meaning hidden in his eyes,
It’s so profound that I’m afraid you’ll blush and your heart will beat, right?
In this regard, Ji Yueze did not express any emotion.
But Ivan is different.
He is not very interested in such eye-catching and heart-stirring scenes.
In other words, it is extremely unpleasant.
Therefore, his reaction was not silent, nor was he just joking like Lin Xing. Instead, he walked directly to the wheelchair, squeezed Lu Yan away, and looked at Jinghan Bo indifferently, "Let's do business first, instead of asking me to accompany you to see him.
Do you want to see it?"
Ivan raised his eyebrows, which did not mean Bo Jinghan responded. He turned his head again, looked at Lu Yan, and squeezed out a standard social smile. But there was a hint of evil between his eyebrows, which made the originally plain smile...
There is also an indescribable and subtle emotion hidden in it: "I think Mr. Lu won't mind if I borrow your wife for a while?"
borrow……
use?!
She is not a thing, just a ghost!
Ah, who is not a thing anymore!
Bo Xiaoniu gave herself a slap in her heart, turned to look at the guy who was still fighting with Lu Yan, glared fiercely, and then said to break the weird atmosphere between the two: "He doesn't mind that I don't mind, what?"
Borrow it or not, do you think I am a cat or a dog that I can lend to you for fun?! Your Chinese really needs to be improved, hey..."
Shrugging, Bo Jinghan's words were full of anger in the first half, but turned into playful complaints in the second half.
The two changes, first and then, made the suddenly tense atmosphere slow down a lot. She was like a thin piece of soft tissue, pulling with just one stroke, tearing apart the dense air.
. Everyone came to their senses. Lu Yan smiled as a gentleman and loosened his grip on the handle of the wheelchair.
He didn't look at Ivan again, but lowered his eyes to look at Bo Jinghan in the wheelchair, looking at her silently with a faint smile.
Eye contact.
It was just a simple glance, but relying on the tacit understanding between the two, it was enough for Bo Jinghan to understand the meaning deep in his eyes.
Bo Jinghan nodded, silently gestured to him, and then let Ivan push the wheelchair and lead her into the room on the left side of the corridor.
Squeak——
The old, rusty iron door was pushed open.
A fishy smell mixed with the smell of rust hit your nostrils.
And in that small space, there wasn't even a window for ventilation. There was only a slowly rotating exhaust fan. You can imagine how blocked the air was in this damn place. I had smelled that smell once.
It can make people lose their appetite for a month!
Of course, if you see the few people in front of you and the bright light in the room that is facing them, you will understand what kind of painful process they went through that night.
For Bo Jinghan, who is used to seeing scenes of purgatory, such a scene has nothing to do with hell. But for the murderers in front of him, this is probably their hell, right?
And Ivan and the others are the judges in hell, holding the power of their life and death!
