The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

  Chapter 110 Heartbeat (two more)

  Qufeitai felt that something was wrong, from high-rise buildings to low-rise factories.

  It’s been ten o’clock. I wish Mingjing won’t sleep in the middle of the night. Why are you going to the suburbs?

  Finally stopped in front of an abandoned warehouse in the suburbs.

  Qufeitai did not follow, and stopped by the roadside.

  The car door opened, and he saw Zhu Mingjing walk down, his white dress was very eye-catching in the dark night.

  The driver also followed in. I don’t know what she said to the driver, but the driver stayed where she was.

   Then walked in alone.

  Qu Feitai frowned, instinctively something was wrong.

  He secretly got out of the car and walked around behind the warehouse from the farmland.

  There are piles of firewood piled up here. There are a few skylights above. The glass is broken, leaving only the dilapidated windows.

  Qufeitai immediately climbed up the stack of firewood. The height of this kind of warehouse is generally three meters upwards. The stack of firewood is only half a meter high, and there is still some distance from the highest point of the hand hook.

  Qu Feitai bounced up and successfully grabbed the window. He usually loves to exercise and his arm strength is amazing, which makes him climb up easily.

Qu Feitai took a look inside the window. The warehouse was huge, the lights gathered to the east, and the west side where he was was blocked by a few shelves, so he could neither see the east nor the people in the east. he.

  Qufeitai got in through the window and rolled on the ground.

  At this time, he heard a woman's sharp voice: "Ding Spiegel...Ding Spiegel will help me."

  Qu Feitai frowned deeper.

  Kidnapping?

  The kidnapped person is not someone else, but Zhu Xiangxiang.

  At this moment, Zhu Xiangxiang was **** and hung in the air by the big five flowers. Seeing Ming Jing coming in, she immediately opened her mouth and called for help.

  I wish Xiangxiang regret at this moment, Zhou Ling, a bitch, actually lied to her.

  At this time, Zhou Ling walked out of the darkness, and she slapped her slap, “Zhu Mingjing, I didn’t expect you to come. I should say that you are too naive or too confident.”

  Behind her, there were two sturdy men with foreign faces, their muscles turned out, their eyes were cold, and they looked like Lianjiazi.

  Ding Jing didn't show any fear, and looked at Zhou Ling quietly.

  Zhou Ling frowned, why at this time, she still didn't change her face.

   "Zhou Ling, you shouldn't call you Rose, this is your code name in CS, right?"

  As the girl’s voice landed, Zhou Ling's expression changed, "You found it? It seems that I have always underestimated you."

   "People, always have to pay for their stupidity." The girl sighed softly, her tone seemingly compassionate.

  Zhou Ling sneered: “As long as you step in here today, no matter what your idea is, it’s useless. Are you not your favorite name? Today I will make you the murderer that the entire Jiangzhou spurned.”

  The hanged Zhu Xiangxiang reacted at this time, she looked at Zhou Ling incredulously, "You bitch, I'm fighting with you."

  The words fell, kicking his legs, and the whole person swayed in mid-air.

  Zhou Ling and Ming Jing did not look at her.

  "Nietzsche said that if you fight the dragon for too long, you will become the dragon. If you stare at the abyss for too long, you will stare back at the abyss."

  The girl stood in the light and shadow, wearing a white dress that was pure and dazzling, and behind it was the dark and deep night, just like the huge mouth of a devil.

  The ethereal and clear voice echoed in the empty warehouse for a long time, as if it came from the judgment of fate, which made the soul tremble.

  In the darkness, Qu Feitai, who was moving quietly in this direction, was stunned.

  The voice echoed in his ear for a long time. After a long, long time, he remembered clearly the distant voice of the girl and the heartbeat close at hand.

  "Zhu Mingjing, do you think that showing off will let me let you go? I'm not the rich wife who was fooled by you in a few words, save a bit of saliva, and go to the court to argue with the judge."

"You ruined everything about me, and I also want you to taste the notorious and the rat crossing the street." Yu Luo waved his hand, and a man behind him walked over and cut the rope. Zhu Xiangxiang fell to the ground and screamed in pain. .

  Zhou Ling stretched out her hand, and her hand passed a dagger. She was wearing a pair of leather gloves, playing with the dagger, walked over and stepped on Zhu Xiangxiang’s face with high heels, and looked at Ming Jing with a smile.

  "The fake daughter of Zhu’s family scratched her face because she was jealous of the real daughter. The real daughter was angry and killed the fake daughter. How about it? Isn’t such a headline very eye-catching?"

  Mingjing watched quietly, her face was neither sad nor happy, there was only compassion in her eyes, nothing else.

  Zhou Ling hated her appearance the most, put the dagger into Zhu Xiangxiang's hands, and forcedly ordered: "Scratch her face to me, I see if she can still be so calm by then."

   Zhu Xiangxiang desperately shook his head and threw the dagger out.

  She was wrong. She shouldn't seek skin with a tiger. If she scratches Ming Jing's face, she will die next.

  Zhou Ling pulled her hair, forced her to raise her head, and sneered: "What are you pretending to? How kind do you think you are a person who can poison your adoptive mother?"

  I wish Xiangxiang’s pupils tightened, she shook her head desperately: "Stop talking, I beg you to stop talking."

  Zhou Ling looked at Ming Jing, and the corners of her mouth twitched strangely: "Maybe soon, you will be going to do a funeral for your dear mother. It is your good sister, who is the poison of your own hands. If you don't believe me, ask her."

   Zhu Xiangxiang burst into tears and roared with a hoarse voice: "I didn't mean it, you forced me, you forced me, Ming Jing, don't believe her."

   Ming Jing still looked at it quietly, without even frowning her brows.

   "Have you played enough?"

  Zhou Ling was stunned, she looked at Ming Spiegel carefully, and suddenly thought of something, she couldn’t say anything: "You knew it a long time ago?"

  "Poison in front of me, the class door will use an axe." The girl's fluttering tone made people smell a bit of disdain.

   Zhou Ling murmured: "How come... Then Lin Qing..."

   "The poison in her body has long been completely wiped out by me. Only a stupid brain like you can think of this kind of abuse."

  Zhou Ling breathed.

  Also shocked was Zhu Xiangxiang. She looked at Ming Jing incredibly, her eyes dim, regretful and hateful.

  So for so long, she has been like a jumping clown.

  What she was still arguing with Ming Jing, what to grab, she was defeated from the very beginning.

Zhou Ling gritted his teeth and shoved the dagger back into Zhu Xiangxiang's hand, warning: "Have you heard? Our plan has been revealed. Do you think you can go back to Zhu's house? Will Lin Qing still recognize you? Only kill With her, no one will know about this. You are still the only eldest lady in the wish family."

  Zhou Ling changed her mind, she don’t wish Ming Jing to be ruined, she wants her to die.

  This girl is too scary to give her the slightest chance to comeback.

  Only the dead are the most obedient.

  Zhou Ling’s voice was confusing, but Zhu Xiangxiang didn’t listen to her this time. She took a knife and pierced Zhou Ling fiercely, “Go and die, bitch.”

  Zhou Ling easily grabbed her wrist and sneered: “Toast and not eat or drink fine wine.”

   Folded slightly, Zhu Xiangxiang screamed pale, and the dagger fell to the ground.

  Zhou Ling slapped her out, "Useless things."

   Zhu Xiangxiang rolled around, knocking her head to the shelf and fainted.

  Mingjing finally frowned.

  Zhou Ling seemed to have discovered something strange, she said in amazement: "You actually care about her life and death?"

  Mingjing said quietly: "There is no distinction between high and low in life."

"Miss Zhu, Master Zhu, I really admire you, say you are ruthless, you seem to be really compassionate, but your appearance really makes me very sick, if you really pity all beings, Why don't you let me go?"

   "Human life is not distinguished from high or low, but good and evil."

  Zhou Ling walked towards her step by step holding a dagger, sneered: "Good and evil? I will show you what is evil."

  The girl stood under the shadow of the lamp, her face calm, and she held flowers with one hand.

  "Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot."

  In the darkness, the thin figure exudes a faint golden light.

  That beautiful face is like the purest flower growing in the Evil Dragon Valley, without fear of all evil in the world.

   "I'll go to your Buddha." Zhou Ling quenched, raising the butcher knife high.

  The girl looked carefree and fearless, staring at each other quietly.

  The girl's clean and transparent eyes, like a mirror, she saw her own shadow.

  Ugly, dirty, hideous...

  Zhou Ling suddenly thought of the words she just said.

  When you stare into the abyss, the abyss will stare back.

  (End of this chapter)