"I don't know what you're talking about."

The shop assistant shook his head and said that he didn't know anything. Xu Haotian came forward with a smile and grabbed the carving knife. He stabbed the knife on the shop assistant's thigh.

"Oh..."

The shop assistant howled miserably. Xu Haotian slowly pulled out the carving knife. The shop assistant's painful body trembled, "I really don't know, I don't know anything."

"It's a good thing to have backbone, but it's not necessarily a good thing to have hard bones. For example, it will make you suffer more crimes."

Xu Haotian said and pushed the clerk over. The clerk lay on his side and tied his hands to the back of his waist. Xu Haotian carefully selected the slender white fingers of the clerk.

Holding the finger, Xu Haotian smiles, "it's perfect. In our country, with this pair of fingers, we should be able to become a fashionable hand model, which is worth at least tens of millions."

"It's a pity."

It's a pity that Xu Haotian lost three words, and the shop assistant realized that it was her bad luck. However, before the shop assistant could ask for mercy, the carving knife in Xu Haotian's hand gently cut the fingertips of the shop assistant.

"Oh, oh, stop, stop..."

"Don't kill too much, sir. I'll let her tell you."

Zhizi can't see the wailing of the shop assistant any more. If he wants to kill people cleanly, he can solve it with one knife. It's too cruel to torture people like Xu Haotian.

"God endows human beings with perfect form, but does not give us perfect soul, so people have good and evil. When evil destroys the beauty of good, then the devil will wash our soul. Therefore, on behalf of good, I make the final judgment on your souls eroded by demons."

A finger fell to the ground, but the assistant's phalanx was as white as jade, and the blood was like the devil's soul, seeping up under the phalanx.

"This is the perfect contrast between holiness and sin. Is it as fascinating as art?"

Xu Haotian said and looked at Zhizi. Zhizi turned his head, didn't look at Xu Haotian, and didn't want to see the phalanx. Instead, he persuaded the clerk, "come on, he'll cut you into a stick."

"I don't know, I don't know anything..."

The shop assistant was crying bitterly. Her fingers were numb except for pain, so she couldn't feel that her fingers had been cut a circle except for feeling pain.

"It has been said that women are more loyal than men, and more tenacious than men. They are more tolerant and hardworking, but I don't think so, because I know that when facing death, maybe we are more noble than others, but when facing torture, all people are the same."

Xu Haotian cut the rope, the shop assistant took his hand back, looked at his fingers, the shop assistant eyes a black, directly fainted in the past.

"Sir."

Seeing the assistant fainted, Zhizi quickly grabbed Xu Haotian. She was very worried that Xu Haotian would do something more excessive.

"I'm sorry I didn't get the answer I wanted."

Xu Haotian sighs when he sees the assistant in a coma. It's not Xu Haotian's intention to torture her. Xu Haotian's intention is to find out Zhang Moying. Now nearly three hours have passed, and Zhang Moying is only afraid of more bad luck.

Xu Haotian couldn't give up. His thoughts were interrupted again. Xu Haotian had to go back to the toilet and looked around. Xu Haotian shook his head and couldn't find any problems at all.

Xu Haotian looks at the blood on the carving knife. Xu Haotian throws the carving knife into the sink. However, he turns on the water to wash his hands. After washing his hands, Xu Haotian looks at himself in the mirror with a helpless look on his face.

Xu Haotian gave a wry smile and yelled at himself in the mirror, "what are you? Under your nose, your compatriots have disappeared. What are you doing all these years? "

Xu Haotian's hand is on the mirror, and his heart is very sad. What the adjudicator does is for the sake of the country and the people. However, under his own eyes, Zhang Moying disappears. What's worse is that Zhang Moying finally calls Xu Haotian for help, but Xu Haotian can't do anything about it.

Xu Haotian began to doubt and doubt himself. What was he doing? Was it just for the passion, the stimulation on the battlefield and the abnormal pleasure?

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I couldn't save you."

Xu Haotian's voice of self reproach is accompanied by a hard to swallow sob. Zhang Moying and Xu Haotian have only one-sided relationship. It is reasonable to say that all this is not Xu Haotian's fault. Xu Haotian does not need such self reproach.

But Zhang Moying's last call for help made Xu Haotian feel sorry for this helplessness. In a foreign country, Zhang Moying trusted herself so much. Zhang Moying pinned her last hope on herself, but she couldn't find Zhang Moying. She felt very sad.

"Sir."

Zhizi listened to Xu Haotian with a touch of unspeakable emotion, just like crying. Zhizi was a little softhearted. No matter how a woman was, she was born with a touch of maternal brilliance.

Zhizi knows that Xu Haotian is very sad and blames himself. This scene and Xu Haotian's cruelty are just like two people. The devil and the angel just switch in an instant. Zhizi put his hand on Xu Haotian's shoulder and comforted him, "Sir, it's not your responsibility. Maybe it's predestined."“ I have reminded her to pay attention to her safety and let her go back to China as soon as possible, but she has no chance. " Xu Haotian feels that his mood is going to collapse. He tries his best, but he still can't find Zhang Moying. Xu Haotian doesn't know how Zhang Moying disappeared. Xu Haotian has checked the whole toilet“ If, at that time, I took her away, if I forced her to go to the airport, all this would not have happened, she clearly language barrier, but I failed to send her away Xu Haotian excitedly waves his hand and slaps himself in the face. If he is responsible, he will send Zhang Moying away, although Zhang Moying is just a passer-by in Xu Haotian's life. However, Xu Haotian couldn't let go of this passing situation. Zhizi saw that Xu Haotian's mood had the rhythm of collapse. He put his hand around Xu Haotian and let Xu Haotian lean on his shoulder. Zhizi doesn't know why he wants to do this. When he is cruel, Xu Haotian is a devil, and this devil is like a child. Except for tears, he is almost crying. Zhizi instinctively wants to comfort Xu Haotian, "don't think so much. Maybe she is lucky and has her own appearance?" Xu Haotian's mood slightly eased together, Zhizi's comfort still has some effect. It's useless to pour emotion here. I have to try my best to find Zhang Moying to be worthy of Zhang Moying's trust in myself at the last moment of my life. Xu Haotian pulled Zhizi out of his arms. "Thank you Zhizi. I just want to vent my emotions." Xu Haotian took a deep breath. His backhand hit the mirror. Sometimes violence is the best way to vent.