Being His Little Fox

"Hmm--" Song Yi fell firmly to the ground.

The elbow brushed the floor, and there was a sound, and a severe pain instantly spread throughout his body, and Song Yi frowned tightly.

The best choice now is not to speak.

Song Yi raised his eyes and looked at Gu Nanjiu, the man's face was very cold.

Looking at Song Yi is like looking at a heinous sinner.

Gu Nanjiu looked at the woman in front of him condescendingly, and the corners of his lips made a cold smile: "Maybe you have forgotten this person a long time ago. After all, you are in a high position, high above, for the lower class of us. In other words, it is an unattainable existence, and the low-level people like us are dust inside."

"Pop!" Gu Nanjiu took out a dozen photos from his pocket, and fell heavily on Shun Songyi's face.

Song Yi's face turned slightly, looking down at the photos on the ground.

The boy above smiled very brightly, somewhat similar to the man in front of him.

Gu Nanchen, she remembers this person, and when she thinks about it, she has some impressions.

"I said." Song Yi: "Your brother's death has nothing to do with me."

"I'm just dealing with my normal work, he is not qualified, of course I will not let him pass."

Song Yi raised his eyes and looked at Gu Nanjiu in front of him: "If you just want your brother to come over and seek revenge from me, then I really think you have a problem with your brain."

Gu Nanjiu was obviously angry when he heard this sentence. He bent over and pulled him up on the ground, slapped her face fiercely, with a cruel tone: "I don't want you to look so high. "

The gentle and elegant disguise on his face disappeared instantly.

At this moment, he was like a demon with no emotions, and his whole body exuded a terrifying cold air.

Song Yi received a slap, his face was fiercely painful, and his skin was originally delicate and tender. When he was slapped, a red mark appeared on his face.

The tip of her tongue touched her cheek slightly, her eyebrows were cold, she got up from the ground and stood in front of Gu Nanjiu.

Even if Gu Nanjiu was taller than her, she raised her head, her eyes filled with pride.

The woman instantly sneered: "Your brother committed suicide in depression."

"You figure it out." Song Yi: "Did I make your brother depressed?"

"Depression itself is a long-term latent disease. Even if he came to the company to find me and was rejected by me, he couldn't stand the blow and committed suicide. That's because your brother didn't care about him."

"What's more, I just perform my work normally. I don't know he has depression. I don't know anything. Why do you want to say that I am the murderer of your brother?"

"Because of this, you want to come to me for revenge, to pay for my life?"

Song Yi smiled colder: "Gu Nanjiu, I tell you, if you want me to pay for this, I think the most important thing you should do is suicide."

"You said that your brother lived with you and grew up with you. I can see that your brother likes you very much but why does he have depression? Isn't it because of you?"

Gu Nanjiu was trembling all over, his neck and forehead were violent.

Obviously, Song Yi's words were very angry.

"Fuck you, shut up!" Gu Nanjiu grabbed Song Yi's neck, "I didn't!"

Song Yi was pinched and had difficulty breathing, and his blood rushed to the top of his head.

Hypoxia gradually leads to confusion of consciousness.

The scene in front of me was all black and white, slowly becoming muddy.

Are you going to... die here?

But she didn't want to die, she didn't want to, she didn't want to at all!

She is dead, what should Tang Si do?

She hasn't learned psychology yet, and Tang Si's depression hasn't healed yet.

Song Yi held on tightly in his heart. If she died, what should Tang Si do?

How to do……

Gu Nanjiu was poked out of the pain as he went crazy, and he refused to let go.

He pinched Song Yi's neck tightly. Song Yi himself was thin and thin. When Gu Nanjiu pinched her neck, the angle seemed to be about to pinch his neck.

"boom!"

Suddenly, there was a noise in the room.

Song Yi suddenly raised his hand, grasped his wrist with skillful strength, and pulled it down fiercely. He instantly released the hand holding his neck.

Immediately, the woman broke free from his hand, two meters away from him.

"This useless thing is turning anger into anger, you admit it, your brother's death is actually because of yourself, you have not been able to accept it for so many years, so in order to find a foothold for yourself, you found me."

"Say that I killed your brother to convince yourself that your brother's depression and death have nothing to do with you."

Gu Nanjiu's eyes were scarlet: "You fucking! Shut up Laozi! Shut up!"

As he said, the whole person wanted to rush towards Song Yi.

This time, Song Yi seemed to be a different person and avoided directly.

Not only did he avoid him, but he also got behind him very quickly. The hook grabbed his neck, and with a small amount of strength, he twisted Gu Nanjiu's neck.

"Hiss——" Gu Nanjiu snorted.

Song Yi threw Gu Nanjiu to the ground.

The whole person suddenly leaned against the wall, his mind heavy.

Holding his chest, his breathing was heavy and fast.

"You are the successor here, you have to learn that everything is in charge."

"Did you see the man in the ring? Beat him down—"

"Good." The girl's voice was clean and thorough, but completely cold.

In my mind, strange memories and words appeared densely.

Her head was dizzy when it was stirred or fried.

Gu Nanjiu was sobered up by Song Yi so many times.

Lying on the ground watching Song Yi standing there, her pupils trembled.

Who is this woman...?

The proficiency of the technique just now is definitely more than two or three years.

Stable and ruthless.

Even he didn't have time to react and resist.

Gu Nanjiu got up instantly with a palm of his hand and fisted towards Song Yi.

‘Start punching, hide to the left, then quickly raise your foot and kick his belly. ’

There were these things in the subconscious moments, and she did the same.

It is strange and familiar to do.

Gu Nanjiu was kicked away by the woman, not far away, because the strength of the woman was really not great.

But this foot kicked his abdomen steadily and hurt.

People say that they use the softest dexterity and rely on the flexibility of the petite body.

Song Yi exhaled, the people in his mind were in a mess, and he couldn't even believe that he did this thing by himself.

She did not stay in this room, but turned around and ran.

...

Criminal Investigation Brigade.

"What?! Do you suspect that I intend to frame my sister?" Song Nuan sat on the chair and was questioned again, her voice trembling with anger.

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