Sang Jiu's eyes were full of hatred, and she approached with the long knife.
Standing next to Sheng Mian, he shouted.
"Go to hell! No one can ruin my life! No one can!"
Sheng Mian only felt a gust of wind coming towards her. She thought she would feel pain in the next second, but she didn't.
She only felt something hot hitting her cheek, with a strong smell of blood. It was blood, large swaths of blood.
Above her, Wind's neck had been penetrated by Sangjiu's knife.
The blood was spreading through the knife and onto Sheng Mian below.
Wind looked at Sangjiu in disbelief.
Sang Jiu was so frightened that he let go of the knife in his hand and stepped back with a pale face.
This is the first time she has taken action personally. In the past, when she wanted to deal with someone, she always let Wind take action, but now she has to deal with Wind.
She had planned this all along, and this man knew too much.
She doesn't trust anyone but herself.
Only when the person who knows the secret dies can she keep her identity as the young lady of the Sang family.
This bloody scene frightened her, she was trembling all over, and with Wind's unbending eyes staring straight at her, she screamed instantly.
Sheng Mian still didn't know what happened, but she felt that the force restraining her had loosened, and Wind had fallen at her feet.
She sat on the edge of the bed, the pungent smell of blood filling her nose.
Frowning, I was about to ask what happened when I heard a scream!
"Sheng Mian, what are you going to do?! Don't kill me! Please don't kill me!"
Sang Jiu was really frightened now, and there were a few drops of blood on her cheeks.
This was what she accidentally splashed on her cheek when she stabbed the knife into Wind's neck.
Her legs were so frightened that she collapsed on the ground and walked towards the door.
While retreating, he shouted, "Help! Help!"
Sheng Mian, who still didn't know what happened, felt someone lying next to her. She slowly squatted down and touched a knife.
She probably understood the current situation, and her eyes quickly turned cold.
I thought mulberry wine was a small white flower, but I didn't expect it to be a vicious piranha flower.
This wind has been with her for many years and has always been her sword, but she deliberately confused the other person and killed him.
And looking at the situation now, Sang Jiu plans to blame all of this on her.
Sheng Mian almost wanted to applaud her, because in the eyes of outsiders, Sang Jiu and Wind had such a good relationship, it was impossible for Sang Jiu to take action, so the most suspicious person must be Sheng Mian.
The bodyguard who was still on the first floor ran up immediately, opened the door, and smelled the strong smell of blood.
At the door was Sang Jiu, who was shivering with fear, while squatting beside the bed was a very calm and calm Sheng Mian.
Anyone with a discerning eye would think that Sheng Mian had killed the man and now wanted to take action against Sang Jiu.
The two bodyguards quickly helped Sang Jiu up and protected him behind him.
"Miss Sheng, what do you want to do?"
Sheng Mian's body was covered with blood stains. She hated the smell and tried to walk into the bathroom to wash off the blood stains on her body.
But seeing her move, Sangjiu continued to scream.
"Help! She wants to kill me! She wants to kill me, I have to call my brother, wuwuwu, I have to call my brother."
Both bodyguards knew Sang Jiu's identity, and they couldn't afford to offend him.
They gritted their teeth, closed the door, even locked it, and took Sangjiu to the lobby on the first floor.
Sang Jiu immediately took out his cell phone and called Sang Tingyu in tears.
"Brother, wuwuwu, Wind is dead. He is dead. Sheng Mian killed him. I'm so scared, I'm so scared, I..."
Her breathing began to tremble violently.
The moment Sang Tingyu received the call, he stood up and asked, "Xiaojiu, where are you?"
Sang Jiu quickly announced his location, took the heart disease medicine from the bag, and took it.
On the way here, Sang Tingyu also called He Zhou.
The two of them rushed here almost at the same time.
He Zhou's face was full of rage, and he didn't believe that the blind Sheng Mian would take the initiative to kill someone.
And he still killed Wind. Wind is a killer, so how could he not be prepared at all?
With this question in mind, he quickly returned to where he lived.
Sang Tingyu arrived at the same time as him.
Sang Tingyu took a deep look at him, and then quickly opened the door. When he saw Sang Jiu trembling and crying on the sofa, curled up in a ball, he felt that his heart was being squeezed.
Xiaojiu has been tortured since he came to the imperial capital.
