Bai Xuesheng timely took out a medical certificate from his pocket. The police took a look at it, and then his vacillating sight turned into sympathy for Bai Xuesheng.

"You'd better send her back to the car." The other side looked at Ronan at the beginning, but it was a pity that such a beautiful woman was schizophrenic. "Can I help you?"

"Please take my sister back to the car for me." White snow Sheng friendly and polite smile, "my strength is a little small, she struggles fiercely, I have a little no way."

As a result, lornan was taken back to the front passenger seat under the suppression of two policemen.

When the seat belt was re strapped back to her, she finally felt a glimmer of despair.

"I'm really not her sister. She wants to kill me. Help me..."

However, her words and deeds, in the eyes of the police, are really like a madman.

Bai Xuesheng got on the car again. She drove out of the city and left her medical certificate on the windshield.

It was a medical certificate of schizophrenia with an inch photo of luonanchu on it. The guardian's identity was written in the name of Bai Xuesheng.

After driving for a while, Bai Xuesheng suddenly stopped the car. She threw herself out of the driver's seat and pressed her on Luo Nanchu's body. One hand pinched her neck, "I underestimated you, eh? And the strength to run? What about this? Do you have the strength to run? "

She pinched her with all her strength, until the back of her head was hit by something hard, she suddenly released her hand and turned over. She did not know when luonanchu grabbed the ashtray in her hand. Looking at luonanchu, who was curled up in the front passenger seat and coughing constantly, a smile slowly appeared on Bai Xuesheng's face, which was pure and flawless On the face, show a bit fierce.

She grabbed luonanchu's hair and smashed her head on the glass. Then she waved her hand and smashed her head and face with the ashtray she had snatched from her hand. She didn't release her until the ashtray was full of luonanchu's blood.

With the white bandage wrapped wound, again burst open, blood patters along the hair flow down.

Her last strength was lost in the resistance and violence, and her brain, which had been injured, was now even more seriously injured. Not long ago, she just had an operation, and even a car accident made her coma for three years. Repeated injuries made her feel the fear of the end of her strength.

She was lying on the seat of the car. For a moment, she was staring at the slowly flowing blood on her body. She couldn't tell where it was and why she was here.

She was in a daze, listening to the sound of blood trickling down her body, feeling that she was about to be killed.

And Bai Xuesheng really wanted to kill her.

If Ronan hadn't been dead and out of her plan, she would have killed her with her own hands.

She hated luonanchu, incomparably hated her, hated all the women around Fu Tingyuan, and hated the women whom he loved deeply.

She took a look at Luo Nanchu, who was dying. She knew that if she continued to commit violence, she might not be able to survive. She pursed her lips slightly, threw the bloody ashtray out of the window, restarted the BMW, and drove out of the city along the highway.