When You’re Gone

Liang Shu's eyelashes moved slightly, and her lungs almost exploded with just one glance.

The protagonist of the pornographic photos in the photo is Aunt Mei.

She gritted her teeth and tore all the photos to pieces. The fragments fell from the man's eyes, like clean white snow.

The thin man raised his hand to straighten his glasses and looked at her, "I still have a lot of negatives, but if Ms. Liang still doesn't have the money, we have the ability to get a copy of these photos."

Liang Shu's teeth were itchy with anger, and her fingers holding the cup were blue and white, but after a short while, she swept everything on the table to the ground. After a crackling noise, everyone's eyes turned towards this side.

She stared at him fiercely, wishing to cramp him, but she answered, "I have no money."

The face of the person on the opposite side did not change, and even smiled at the corner of his mouth, "Miss Liang is not bad in her own condition, she should be able to please men very well. You always have valuable things on your body, it just depends on whether you want it or not."

"Why, this is your purpose? To force a good for a prostitution?"

"Heh," the man contemptuously, "Forcing Liang to be a prostitute, how much do you and your living environment have to do with "Liang"?"

Liang Shu took his bag and left. Before leaving, he said, "You forced me to smash these things, and I won't pay."

Naturally, it is impossible for her to let Aunt Mei's photos go out. For the debt she is carrying, Aunt Mei is still doing her job now, Jiang Jiucheng will have a share of the "credit".

It's okay not to mention it. When I mentioned it, Liang Shu just thought, why is that man still alive?

She just went to kill him.

Jiang Jiucheng was in the Imperial City Club. He had no money, so naturally he could only mess around in the hall with the group of gamblers, smokers and addicts.

Liang Shu was so angry that his brain felt painful, and walked toward him drastically, copying a bottle of wine and smashing it on the short table in front of him without hesitation.

Suddenly, the bottle was torn apart, glass shards and wine stains burst completely, and the broken glass **** cut the woman in Jiang Jiucheng's arms, scared her to scream in shock, and crawled to escape.

But Liang Shu was not comfortable. She held the ferocious and sharp mouth of the bottle and pointed it at Jiang Jiucheng's eyes, her smile seemed to be poisoned, "Jiang Jiucheng, are you afraid of death?"

Jiang Jiucheng was so frightened that he was sober for an instant, stepped back, trembling, "You... what you owe yourself, what does it have to do with me?"

The sharp glass was one step closer to him.

He looked at Liang Shu nervously and raised his voice, "Isn't it? You are willing to borrow the money yourself..."

Liang Shu threw the mouth of the broken wine bottle on him, raised his hand and slapped him hard. He felt that it was not enough. He picked up the wine bottle and smashed another. It was not enough. The yards on the table were neatly beaten. It was smashed by her.

This behavior has already caused an uproar.

Someone called someone to make trouble and call the police.

"Jiang Jiucheng, I will find a gold master and sell myself for a good price. Next time you gamble, I will definitely kill you!"

Thinking of those photos... Liang Shu couldn't hold back.

She picked up a piece of broken glass casually and swiped it lightly, and a blood stain appeared on the face of the woman who had just accompanied Jiang Jiucheng.

"Ahhh... she killed someone, she killed someone..."

The corner of Liang Shu's mouth was cold, and he ignored the chaos around him. He just stared at him, "If it weren't for my aunt, you would have died on my hands thousands of times."

What she did was boring, Jiang Jiucheng also stood up, and relentlessly said to her, "Dare you!"

"Do you think I dare."