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A terrible thought crossed her mind.

Her eyes suddenly looked at her father's bloody wounds. Did her mother do all the wounds on her father's body?!

She stretched out her hand toward the knife. Before she could touch her hand, a woman snatched it first.

Anxia looked back nervously, "Mom! How can you have a bloody knife on you? Is the wound on my father you... "

"Shut up! You are not qualified to take care of your father

Song Yuqing holds the knife in his hand, and the blade is still stained with bright red blood.

"You get out of the way, otherwise, my knife may not fall somewhere!"

She said with threatening eyes.

Anxia looks at her mother in surprise. Is this still her mother?

"Mom, how can you do this to your father?"

Anxia looks at the knife in her hand with worried eyes. She is sure that the wounds on her father's body are all caused by her mother.

He can do such a thing to his father. If he takes it away, what will he do to him?

"I won't let you take my father!"

Anxia looked at the knife in her hand, and there was no fear in her eyes.

Because she is his mother, no matter how selfish she is, she will not hurt herself.

Instead of getting out of the way, she reached forward and grabbed her mother's wrist.

Song Yuqing's eyes narrowed and easily dodged.

"If you don't listen to my warning, don't blame me!"

Song Yuqing saw a touch of anger in her eyes. She raised her hand and thrust the blade towards an Zhenhao's shoulder.

"No!"

Anxia rushed over and clasped her mother's hands at the moment when the knife fell.

She struggled for the knife in her mother's hand, and song Yuqing showed no weakness.

Dangerous knife ups and downs, Anxia some strenuous struggle, her eyes tense moment attention to the father's state.

He is covered with blood now, so he needs to go to the hospital to bandage.

When she was distracted, song Yuqing pressed the knife down hard and watched the sharp knife fall on the man's shoulder.

"No!"

Anxia exclaimed that it was too late to stop.

White knife into the skin, blood gushing out, in a moment, an Zhenhao's clothes were dyed blood red, the blood infected his clothes, still spread a little bit.

Just like this, song Yuqing seems to be a little dissatisfied. She raises her hand to pull the knife out of his body, and raises her hand to stick it on the other side of his body.

Anxia's eyes widened in horror. She raised her hand and hit her face angrily.

"Pa!" There was a crisp sound in the narrow carriage.

Song Yuqing was stunned by this slap. At that moment, it seemed that the air had become static.

She looked up in disbelief. "You hit me?"

"I I... "

Anxia looks flustered, she is also excited.

She almost forgot what she had just done.

How can she beat her mother?

Song Yuqing is completely angered by her behavior. She raises her hand and stabs it on an Zhenhao's arm. The knife sticks in the flesh.

She grabs the handle of the knife and presses it down hard. She stares at an Xia with indignation in her eyes and says coldly: "I'll say it again, get out of the car!"

"I'm sorry, mom, I'm not..."

"Go down!"

Song Yuqing didn't want to hear her explanation at all. Seeing that she didn't act, she sneered, "do you want me to prick him again?"

She said, fingers gently, without hesitation in the hands of the knife pulled out of an Zhenhao.

"Ah! No

Looking at her father's blood, Anxia felt that she was going to collapse.

She looked at her in a panic, did not dare to listen to her, obediently walked out of the car.

Song Yuqing knows that her image in front of her is completely exposed, and there is nothing to hide.

"Mom, please don't do this to Dad, OK?"

Anxia nervously looks at her father.

Song Yuqing takes a look at the man with blood on his side. It's hard for him to survive, isn't it?

Anyway, her purpose is to make Anxia misunderstand Huo Jinze, make her give up on him, and make them both suffer.

Now he found out.

This half dead person has no use value for her.

"Since you care so much about him, I'll leave it for you!"

Song Yuqing pushes the man beside him to pull down.

As soon as an Xia hears a look of joy on her face, she goes to the man in black for help. Before the man in black reaches for his hand, an Zhenhao's body is suddenly pushed out of the car by song Yuqing.His body rolled to the car, the whole person lying on the ground, the body's blood is still flowing down.

His wound is stained with sand and dust, so it's easy to get infected!

"Ma! How can you... "

Song Yuqing didn't have time to pay attention to her. She closed the car door with a sneer. Without looking at the man lying on the ground, she immediately asked the driver to start the car.

The driver in front can finally relax this time. He drives the car slowly onto the main road.

Song Yuqing sits in the co pilot's seat, looks at the blood on his hand, frowns slightly, takes a paper towel to wipe the red blood on his hands.

Until the blood on her hand disappeared, she threw the tissue aside.

"Let's not go home, let's go Ah

She was about to tell the man in black to do something when the car suddenly stopped.

Today is the third time!

His behavior completely angered song Yuqing. She raised her head and said angrily, "what's the matter with you today?"!? Do you want to do it or not? "

Her voice fell down, and the people in front of her didn't respond at all, as if they were afraid of something.

She was frowning strangely, her eyes were about to look out of the window, when the front passenger seat was opened, a man suddenly sat up.

The man was holding a pistol in his hand, pointing straight at the driver's head, "keep driving, go west!"

Song Yuqing saw the look nervous, looking at his appearance suddenly calm some, "put your gun down from his head, say, how much do you want?"

"I don't want money!"

The man with the gun slowly put down his gun and turned to look at Song Yuqing. He said to her seriously, "I'm not interested in your money, but my wife wants to see you!"

"Who is your wife?"

Song Yuqing frowned and had a bad feeling in her heart.

"Well, you'll know when you get there!"

Song Yuqing sneered, "do you know who I am? Madam Huo Youcheng, you dare to hold me. Are you dead? "

Hearing Huo Youcheng's name, the man's face was not half afraid, and a contemptuous smile rose from the corner of his mouth, "it's you who don't want to die! Don't forget the crimes you committed