Gusu, shrouded in night, was pitch black.

The street lamps could not support the darkness of the night, countless fireflies swirled in the halo, and the two thin figures at the gate of the police station were extremely conspicuous in the cold wind.

Su Zhenxi grabbed Zhao Xingrou's hair, and felt the scalp on the back of his head go numb.

But she didn't struggle.

Instead, he slowly raised his head to look at Su Zhenxi's cold and pale face.

The tone was slow and cynical: "So you released me on bail just to show off in front of me?"

The anger in her heart circled, and after a pause, she raised her voice: "I tell you Su Zhenxi, there is no need, even if everyone in the Zhao family is dead, it is not your turn to teach me."

Snapped!

Su Zhenxi didn't talk nonsense with her, but directly slapped her hard on the face.

Zhao Xingrou's messy hair instantly covered his face, and his cheeks were burning hot.

She stretched out her pink tongue and licked the corner of her lips. The wet blood made her even more angry. She raised her hateful eyes to stare at Su Zhenxi, and squeezed and squeezed the fists beside her.

"Damn it, did my mother give you face?"

After enduring it again and again, she cursed in a low voice, raised her fist and raised her hand to hit Su Zhenxi.

Su Zhenxi didn't hide, just grabbed her wrist and threw her out.

The action is crisp and neat.

Zhao Xingrou fell to the concrete floor with a "bang", all this happened so fast that she didn't even have time to react.

The ground, as sharp as sandpaper, rubbed against her skin, leaving a large mottled bloodstain, and the pain rushed from the limbs to the brain.

It took her a long time to get up, looking at Su Zhenxi's thin figure like hers, she couldn't believe that she just used only one hand to throw herself out as easily as if she had thrown a shoe.

"How is it possible? How did you do it?"

However, Su Zhenxi didn't intend to answer her words, staring at her face scratched by the cement floor, walked slowly over.

"Remember, there are more people stronger than you, more capable than you, and more wicked than you. Don't use your narrow knowledge to define good and evil in this world. Not being killed today doesn't mean you're still alive tomorrow. "

"The bad guys can't write on their faces. If you don't want to die early, go back and find a school to study, or find a company to work safely."

"..."

At this moment, Zhao Xingrou finally started to get scared.

She is obviously the sister who grew up with her, but there is an unfathomable power in her body, and the deterrent force brought by the strong makes her feel suffocated.

"I, I know!"

Zhao Xingrou nodded, "Can I go to the hospital?"

Large scrapes on the body are likely to leave scars.

She is a girl, young and beautiful.

Even if her parents can't become very rich in this life, she can at least marry a rich man with this skin.

Su Zhenxi raised her finger and pointed to the black car parked by the side of the road: "I'll send someone to take you there, remember what I said tonight."

"Okay, I remember."

Zhao Xingrou didn't dare to refute anything at all.

She directly opened the door and got into the car. Shen You in the driver's seat glanced at Zhao Xingrou in the rearview mirror, and immediately started the car.

"Could it be that her genes..."

Zhao Xingrou talked to himself, looked up at Shen You who was driving, suddenly thought of something, and took out a shining dagger from the bag without any trace.

The sharp blade was shining coldly, and Shen You happened to see it from the rearview mirror.

He frowned and reminded: "Miss, please respect yourself."

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