The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 110 Heartbeat (Part 2)

Qu Feitai felt that something was wrong, from high-rise buildings to low-rise factories.

It was past ten o'clock, and Zhu Mingjing stayed up in the middle of the night, why was he running to the suburbs?

Finally, it stopped in front of an abandoned warehouse in the suburbs.

Qu Feitai didn't follow and stopped on the side of the road.

The car door opened, and he saw Zhu Mingjing coming down, the white dress was very eye-catching in the dark night.

The driver also followed in. I don't know what she said to the driver, but the driver stayed where he was.

Then he walked in alone.

Qu Feitai frowned, feeling something was wrong.

He got out of the car secretly and walked around from the farm to the back of the warehouse.

There are some firewood piles here, and there are some skylights on them, the glass is broken, and only the old windows are left.

Qu Feitai immediately climbed up the firewood pile. The height of this kind of warehouse is generally three meters upwards, and the firewood pile is only more than half a meter high, and there is still a distance to reach the highest point with the hand hook.

Qu Fei jumped up and successfully caught Chuang Jiu. He usually loves to exercise, and his arm strength and jumping ability are amazing, which made him climb up very easily.

Qu Feitai peeked through the window and looked in. The warehouse was huge, and the lights converged on the east side, while the west side where he was was blocked by several shelves, so he could neither see the east side nor the people on the east side. he.

Qu Feitai got in through the window, rolled on the ground and landed.

At this time, he heard a woman's shrill voice: "Mingjing...Mingjing, please save me."

Qu Feitai frowned even deeper.

Kidnap?

The kidnapped person was none other than Zhu Xiangxiang.

At this moment, Zhu Xiangxiang was tied up and hung in mid-air, and when she saw Ming Jing walking in, she immediately opened her mouth to call for help.

Zhu Xiangxiang regretted it now, Zhou Ling, a bitch, lied to her.

At this time Zhou Ling came out from the darkness, she slapped her hands "slapping", "Zhu Mingjing, I didn't expect you to really come. Should I say you are too naive or too confident."

Behind her, followed by two burly men with foreign faces, their muscles turned out and their eyes cold, they looked like Lian Jiazi.

Ming Jing looked at Zhou Ling quietly without any fear.

Zhou Ling frowned, why did she still not change her face at this time.

"Zhou Ling shouldn't call you Rose, this is your code name in CS, right?"

As the girl's voice fell, Zhou Ling's complexion changed, "You actually found out? It seems that I have always underestimated you."

"People always have to pay the price for their stupidity." The girl sighed softly, her tone seemed to be compassionate.

Zhou Ling sneered and said, "As long as you step here today, no matter what your intentions are, it will be useless. Don't you love fame? Today I will make you a murderer that the entire Jiangzhou despises."

Zhu Xiangxiang, who was hanging, realized at this time, she looked at Zhou Ling in disbelief, "You bitch, I will fight with you."

Hua Luo kicked his legs, swinging back and forth in mid-air.

Zhou Ling and Ming Jing didn't look at her.

"Nietzsche said that if you fight the dragon too long, you become a dragon yourself; if you stare too long at the abyss, the abyss will stare back."

The girl stands in the light and shadow, wearing a white dress that is pure and eye-catching, behind her is the dark and deep night, like the giant mouth of a devil.

The ethereal and clear voice echoed in the empty warehouse for a long time, as if it came from the judgment of fate, which made people's soul tremble.

In the darkness, Qu Feitai who was quietly moving in this direction was stunned.

That voice echoed in his ears for a long time, and after a long, long time, he still clearly remembered that night, the girl's distant voice and the heartbeat that was close at hand.

"Zhu Mingjing, do you think you can let me let you go by showing off your words? I'm not one of those rich wives who are fooled around by you in a few words. Save your saliva and argue with the judge in court."

"You ruined everything for me, and I want you to taste the taste of notoriety and being a street rat." Hua Luo waved his hand, and a man behind him walked over and cut the rope, Zhu Xiangxiang fell to the ground, screaming in pain .

Zhou Ling stretched out her hand and handed over a dagger. Wearing a pair of leather gloves, she played with the dagger. She walked over and stepped on Zhu Xiangxiang's face with her high heels, and looked at Ming Jing with a smile.

"The fake daughter of the Zhu family scratched her face because she was jealous of the real daughter. The real daughter accidentally killed the fake daughter in anger. How about this headline? Isn't this headline attractive?"

Ming Jing watched quietly, with neither sadness nor joy on his face, only pity in his eyes, nothing else.

Zhou Ling hated her appearance the most, so he stuffed the dagger into Zhu Xiangxiang's hand, and ordered: "Give me a scratch on her face, and I'll see if she can still be so calm then."

Zhu Xiangxiang shook his head desperately and threw the dagger out.

She was wrong, she shouldn't seek skin from a tiger, if she slapped Ming Jing's face, she would be the next to die.

Zhou Ling pulled her hair, forced her to look up, and said with a sneer, "What are you pretending to do? How kind do you think you are for a person who can even poison his adoptive mother?"

Zhu Xiangxiang's pupils constricted, and she shook her head desperately: "Stop talking, I beg you to stop talking."

Zhou Ling looked at Ming Jing, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a strange arc: "Maybe soon, you are going to hold a funeral for your dear mother. It was your good sister who personally made the poison. If you don't believe me, you can ask her."

Zhu Xiangxiang burst into tears, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "I didn't do it on purpose, you forced me, you forced me, Ming Jing, don't believe her."

Ming Jing still watched quietly, without even frowning.

"Have you played enough?"

Zhou Ling froze for a moment, she looked at Ming Jing carefully, and suddenly thought of something, she couldn't believe it: "You already knew?"

"Put poison in front of me, and you will use your axe." The girl's light and light tone made people smell a little disdainful.

Zhou Ling murmured: "How come...that Lin Qing...."

"The poison in her body has already been completely wiped out by me. Only a stupid head like yours can think of this kind of indiscriminate method."

Zhou Ling choked for breath.

Also shocked was Zhu Xiangxiang, she looked at the mirror in disbelief, with tears in her eyes, regret and hatred.

So for so long, she has been like a clown.

She still competed with Ming Jing for something, and she lost everything from the very beginning.

Zhou Ling gritted his teeth, put the dagger back into Zhu Xiangxiang's hand, and warned: "Did you hear that? Our plan has been revealed, do you think you can go back to Zhu's house? Will Lin Qing still recognize you? Only killing If you leave her, no one will know about it, and you are still the only eldest lady of the Zhu family."

Zhou Ling changed her mind, she didn't want Zhu Mingjing to be ruined, she wanted her to die.

This girl is too scary, and she cannot be given the slightest chance to make a comeback.

Only the dead are the most obedient.

Zhou Ling's voice was bewitching, but this time Zhu Xiangxiang didn't listen to her, she took a knife and stabbed at Zhou Ling fiercely, "Go to hell, bitch."

Zhou Ling easily grabbed her wrist, and said with a sneer, "Toast is not fine."

Folding it lightly, Zhu Xiangxiang screamed with a pale face, and the dagger fell to the ground.

Zhou Ling slapped her out, "Useless stuff."

Zhu Xiangxiang rolled around and knocked his head until he passed out.

Ming Jing finally frowned.

Zhou Ling seemed to have discovered something strange, she said in surprise: "You actually care about her life?"

Ming Jing said in a low tone: "Human life is not distinguished."

"Miss Zhu, Master Zhu, I really admire you. Say you are ruthless, and you seem to be really compassionate, but your appearance really makes me sick. If you really sympathize with all beings, Why don't you let me go?"

"Human life does not distinguish between high and low, but good and evil."

Holding the dagger, Zhou Ling walked towards her step by step, and said with a sneer, "Good and evil? Let me show you what is evil."

The girl stands under the shadow of the lamp, with a calm face, holding flowers with one hand.

"Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately."

In the darkness, that thin figure exuded a faint golden light.

That beautiful face is like the purest flower growing in the Dragon Valley, fearless of all evil in the world.

"I'll go to your Buddha." Zhou Lingchan said, raising the butcher's knife high.

The girl looked carefree and fearless, staring at each other quietly.

The girl's clean and transparent eyes were like a mirror, and she saw her own shadow.

Ugly, dirty, hideous...

Zhou Ling suddenly thought of what she said just now.

When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss will gaze back.