Feng Ling really wanted to kill her right away.
I really can't bear to see her like this.
When he thought of the fire that filled the sky in the jungle by the sea in Malibu, and when he thought of Qin Qiu being pushed out of the emergency room covered with a white cloth, he wanted to do this to her on the spot.
After several consecutive mental tortures, it seemed as if she was facing a major threat of death at any time. Feng Mingzhu, who was already emotionally broken down, even broke down into tears. She clutched her own clothes with both hands, but His eyes were full of fear, and he no longer had the strength to even stand up.
Feng Ling firmly held the gun in his hand, looked at her, and said coldly and clearly in every word: "I promised Li Nanheng that I would not do anything illegal or let him worry about your life. , I won’t take it away, you can keep it and slowly spend it in the cold prison later.”
Feng Mingzhu trembled, and suddenly looked at her in disbelief: "What are you going to do? There is no death penalty in American law! Feng Ling, if you dare..."
At this moment, the cold muzzle of the gun suddenly touched her forehead directly. Feng Ling stepped forward, leaned down condescendingly, put the muzzle of the gun right against her, and said calmly: "The law does not have the death penalty, but I do have it here. It's a pity that the word "death" is too pleasant. It's better to let you stay in prison for the rest of your life and let you repent and torture yourself every day and every night for the sin of killing your parents with your own hands."
Feng Mingzhu opened her mouth: "You..."
Feng Ling put away his gun at this moment, his eyes no longer fell on her, he turned around and left expressionlessly. After taking a few steps, he said coldly: "Take it away."
Behind her, members of Feng Mingzhu's base were screaming in horror as they pulled her up. Feng Ling quickly walked out of the airport hall, her hands always in her pockets. She had been suppressing her temper that was on the verge of exploding. She was afraid that if she really If he fails to control it well, he will really let Feng Mingzhu die here.
She knew exactly how much murderous intention she had towards Feng Mingzhu.
I could bear it until my hands were shaking.
She endured the pain of being bitten on the tip of her tongue and drew blood from it. The smell of blood spread in her mouth. This made her calm down a lot. She directly put the safety of the gun in her pocket back on to avoid accidental injury. Either yourself or those accompanying you.
Feng Mingzhu was twisted into the car from behind, screaming non-stop. Feng Ling didn't look back, only looking at the blue sky above the airport highway in the distance.
She hasn't looked at the sky like this for a long, long time. Her life in the forest has always been in a location with good shade under the dense trees. Although there is occasionally some sunlight coming in, it's not much. She has been in a really long time. I have never seen such a clear blue sky in such a complete way.
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Feng Mingzhu returned to the hospital. As she promised, she just caught Feng Mingzhu and directly called the people at the XI base to take her to the police station. Feng Mingzhu was now stimulated by the death of her parents and was incoherent, but All the evidence is on her own. As long as it is handed over to the police, she won't be able to find out in the end what method she used to set the forest on fire so smoothly.
Just the so-called return to the hospital, there are not many people left in the hospital.
The two elders of the Feng family were stimulated and had been cared for and accompanied by a psychiatrist. Mr. Feng and Mrs. Feng were both in the morgue. Feng Ling didn't know what else to do when she came to this place, so after entering the hospital door, she He didn't go in again, but sat on a bench on the edge of the hall on the first floor where people were coming and going, sitting there motionless with his eyes blank.
Li Nanheng learned that she was back, but did not wait for her to go upstairs. Not long after, he learned from the accompanying base members that she was sitting on the first floor in a daze, and walked straight down.
He was taking the walking escalator, facing where Feng Ling was sitting at the moment.
The man walked up the escalator on the opposite side step by step. Feng Ling's eyes were indeed looking in that direction, but he lost focus as if he didn't see anything. He was obviously stuck in a kind of self-consciousness.
Until he vaguely felt a familiar aura, Feng Ling's eyes moved, he regained some energy, and raised his eyes to meet Li Nanheng's gaze as he approached.
The man had already walked up to her and looked down at her.
"I didn't kill her." Feng Ling said in a stiff and robotic voice.
Li Nanheng reached out and stroked her face: "I know."
All the guard and hard thorns in his body seemed to instinctively put away when he was in front of him. Because of the man's approach, Feng Ling put his head in front of him, pressed his forehead against his abdomen, and whispered: "I I don't know what else I can do. The Feng family is in chaos right now. I originally didn't want to have anything to do with the people in this family, but I can't control myself now. I feel really uncomfortable. "
Li Nanheng gently patted her on the back of the shoulder: "I have everything."
Feng Ling just put her head on his strong abdomen, leaned against it with her eyes closed, raised her hands, and hugged him silently. She didn't know how long it took before she asked in a low voice: "What should I do next?" ?”
She didn't know if her feeling was wrong, but she seemed to feel that after Li Nanheng was silent for a few seconds, he touched the top of her hair with his hand: "First deal with the funeral affairs of Mrs. Feng and Mr. Feng. After sending them away, I will Tell you what you should do."
At this time, Feng Ling unconditionally trusts Li Nanheng and firmly believes that everything he does for her is going in a good direction. She also knows that he will definitely plan a good situation for herself, and everything will be based on her own to arrange.
It’s just that the home in the jungle is gone.
She hugged him tightly and said in a muffled voice: "From now on... I..."
Li Nanheng's voice interrupted her "in the future" and said warmly: "You haven't slept well these days. The funeral will be handled together tomorrow. Go get some sleep first and I'll stay with you."
Feng Ling nodded and was about to stand up, but the man hugged her at this moment. Before she could react, he directly picked her up by the waist. She was startled, and turned her eyes when the man hugged her horizontally. His eyes instinctively wrapped his hands around his neck, looking closely at the man's face and his firm, dark eyes that seemed to be able to shield her from all harm and pain.
At this moment, she was suddenly glad that she really held it back. She didn't like to cause trouble to Li Nanheng.
Although she knew that even if she really shot Feng Mingzhu at the airport, Li Nanheng would still be able to save her.
But she didn't want to cause trouble for him.
Li Nanheng hoped that she would be calm and everything would be fine, and did not want her to get involved in these bad things. Looking at the man's cold and clean profile, Feng Ling's fatigue from the past few days finally came to his heart, and he closed his eyes. Lean on his shoulder and let him carry you towards the rest room.