The driver started speeding again, as if he were on the highway.
Liu Zhiyuan felt even more dizzy, and her frail body was shaking as if she might fall down at any moment.
Xu Zhou looked at the people around him, his eyes filled with madness. He turned around and saw Song Ling driving behind him. He pulled out his gun and shot through the glass of the car behind him.
Liu Zhiyuan screamed in horror, "No!"
The bullet hit the glass in front of Song Ling's car and shattered it. His arm was cut by the glass shards.
Yet, he didn't even frown.
His hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, his eyes flashed with bloodthirsty scarlet. He stared at the car in front of him with a pair of eagle eyes, his heart clenched tightly.
Xu Zhou continued to fire the second shot. Liu Zhiyuan was worried that Song Ling would be injured, so she reached out to pull him back: "No! No!"
This action angered Xu Zhou even more. He suddenly swung his hand and slammed Liu Zhiyuan against the car door.
Liu Zhiyuan's eyebrows twisted into a line in pain, but she didn't care about the pain at all. The bullet just now had penetrated the windshield in front of the car. She was really worried that this madman would hurt Song Ling. He had been injured before and couldn't bear such an injury again.
She reacted as quickly as possible and rushed towards Xu Zhou desperately, "I don't allow you to shoot, you can't hurt him!"
Xu Zhou's eyes were filled with a fierce murderous aura, making the whole car feel cold. He opened his eyes wide, pinched her neck, and roared,
"Liu Zhiyuan, are you looking for death? Do you really want to die? Tell me, how is Song Ling better than me? Why would you protect him so desperately? Is he worth it?"
Liu Zhiyuan couldn't resist at all. She was being held by the neck like a pitiful little chicken, her face red from lack of oxygen. Her eyes were wide open, and her pupils had begun to turn white. "..."
She even felt the breath of death, the dark and suffocating breath made her panic.
The more painful it is, the stronger the belief in your mind becomes.
This belief is that she cannot die, she must not die.
Song Ling is still chasing to rescue her, and he wants to do his best to reunite their family of three.
How could she die?
She is so happy now. She has a doting husband and a smart and sensible son. How could she bear to die?
She was wearing a pair of high heels, and at the last moment when she was almost suffocated, she stretched out her foot and kicked the man hard in the abdomen.
Xu Zhou's face turned pale when he was kicked, and the pain was almost suffocating.
While he was distracted, Liu Zhiyuan quickly pushed him away. Just like that, she regained her oxygen. The burning pain in her neck showed just how crazy this madman was.
She panted, her mind racing. One of her characteristics was that the more dangerous the moment, the calmer she would become.
She thought about saving herself and then jumping out of the car. Song Ling's car was right behind her, and if she jumped out, she would be saved.
But, at such a high speed, it would be too dangerous to jump. If I ended up crippled, the risk would outweigh the gain. What should I do?
After Xu Zhou reacted, he slapped him angrily again.
This time, the slap was even harder than the previous one. She was slammed against the car door, and for several seconds, she didn't react. There was a fishy and salty taste in her mouth. She reached out and felt blood on her hand.
She had originally felt a little sad, but now she was furious. She was even more certain that Xu Zhou was ill, seriously mentally ill. He didn't love her at all, but was driven by a perverted possessiveness.
If a man truly loves a woman, he will not be willing to let her suffer even the slightest bit of harm.
This Xu Zhou slapped and pinched her repeatedly. He was simply an incurable lunatic.
After Xu Zhou finished slapping her, he realized he had hit her too hard. His hands were shaking as he pulled Liu Zhiyuan, who was lying at the door, up and gritted his teeth, "Why aren't you moving? Are you dead?"
Liu Zhiyuan's face was covered in blood. The pale face and the bright red blood were a shocking sight.
She closed her eyes slightly in pain, and her dying appearance made Xu Zhou a little panicked.
Liu Zhiyuan regained consciousness instantly. Through the slits of her eyes, she saw the pistol next to Xu Zhou. It seemed she had found her chance. She just closed her eyes and pretended to be unconscious.
She tried to pretend to be unconscious so that Xu Zhou would let his guard down.
After Xu Zhou saw her faint, the corners of his mouth curled up with a cold arc. He gently wiped her mouth with a finger. Finally, he put the blood on his finger to his lips and tasted it. The taste of blood seemed to make him even more excited.
His reaction made the conscious Liu Zhiyuan shudder.
But I can only shrink my body and continue pretending.
At this dangerous moment, the wheels were shaking violently, and Xu Zhou could no longer sit still. He stared at Liu Zhiyuan's face, watching her thick eyelashes cast a row of mottled shadows under her eyelids, watching the scarlet blood on her cheeks, and then looking at her small lips.
The more he looked, the more fascinated he became, as if he had never had the opportunity to stare at her so closely before.
He always knew that she was beautiful, gentle, charming, lovely, and smart, like a fairy who had strayed into the mortal world.
He'd never forget the first time he saw her, her foot twisted but still adorable.
Outside the window, there was a storm brewing before the storm, but Xu Zhou in the car seemed to be immersed in his own world.
He could not feel the blood outside, nor did he ignore the chaos outside.
He was just immersed in his own world.
Time seemed to have returned to the time when he first met Liu Zhiyuan. A hint of madness flashed in his eyes, and his fingers traced her delicate features bit by bit, his eyes filled with extreme obsession. He described her features in detail, as if he wanted to imprint them in his mind one by one.
Her eyes, her nose, her lips, her chin all attracted him. Her skin was really delicate.
Her facial features were beautiful when seen separately, and even more exquisite and beautiful when seen together. Such beauty made him unable to move his eyes. Liu Zhiyuan felt uncomfortable being looked at by him, but she tried hard to endure it, waiting for the best opportunity.
Xu Zhou's fingers moved down little by little along the curve of her face. When his fingers moved to her neck, he was immediately attracted by the beautiful neck like a white swan.
His fingers began to tremble with excitement, and there was a burning feeling in his eyes, and the flames grew bigger and bigger.
Finally, he possessed her like a madman, lowered his head and kissed her neck.
Song Ling's car followed closely behind. When he saw something thrown out of the car in front, his eyebrows subconsciously tightened. When he saw that it was Liu Zhiyuan's coat, his heart trembled suddenly, like a heavy stone pressing down on him.
His gaze suddenly swept through a storm, and his cold gaze turned into ice knives, shooting straight at the car in front of him.
hateful!
How dare he touch Liu Zhiyuan.
In the night, that handsome face was as cold as ice, his scarlet eyes stared at the shocking scene before him, and his low roar was like that of a wild beast, instantly tearing apart his introverted and calm face.
He stepped on the accelerator, but the car in front was also accelerating.
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