Chapter 193 News about my sister

The scream came from Liu Fugui, but the blood flower brought out by the knife was not Liu Fugui's neck, but Liu Fugui's arm, a two-finger wide blood mouth, which was shocking.

In Zhang Xinyu's world, time stood still at this moment, and her mind still recalled the scene that had just happened.

The moment the knife almost wiped off Liu Fugui's neck, the bloody hand on the weekend suddenly slapped the knife.

At that moment, Zhang Xinyu only felt that his arm was not at his command and obviously wanted to kill Liu Fugui, but in the end, the tip of the knife only slipped over Liu Fugui's shoulder.

Why did you save him? He killed my brother." After a long time, Zhang Xinyu still maintained the posture of holding a knife with one hand. In the dark night, such a posture was very chic, giving people the illusion of a superwoman.

"You are not a policeman!" After saying this over the weekend, he fell to the ground.

You are not a policeman!

Zhang Xinyu's words kept emerging in her mind, so that she didn't notice that she fainted on the weekend.

consciously glanced at Liu Fugui, who had already been so scared that he didn't even dare to take a breath, and then took a look at the knife in his hand. Finally, Zhang Xinyu threw away the knife.

Two hours later, the disease of a hospital in Kangcheng**.

I woke up on the weekend and turned around. I saw a white ceiling. Looking around, there were white sheets and white bedding. There was a girl lying by the bed and a bottle of salt water hanging at the head of the bed.

Because of too much blood loss and being injured by an electric baton, when he just woke up on the weekend, he only felt dizzy. He knew that Zhang Xinyu was sleeping by the bed, so he didn't want to wake her up. However, he couldn't sit up from ** after a long time. Instead, he woke up Zhang Xinyu.

Opening her eyes and looking up, Zhang Xinyu's sleepy eyes were slightly red. Obviously, she cried when she was just asleep. No wonder her brother was suddenly killed, and no one would feel better.

"I called the police and asked the police station to take Liu Fugui away." Seeing that he looked around after opening his eyes on the weekend, Zhang Xinyu hurriedly said, "As you said, I'm not a policeman, and I can't sentence him to life or death."

Although he was dizzy and distracted at this time on the weekend, the previous scene was still in his mind.

Before fighting with Liu Fugui, Zhang Xinyu once "strike" a weekend with a small pink fist, and even attacked the weekend with a dagger, leaving a blood mouth in the abdomen on the weekend.

However, compared with Zhang Xinyu's knife to cut Liu Fugui's throat, the girl who waved a little pink fist is a female college student who hasn't left school yet, but what about the woman who used the knife? That's a more chilling existence than a killer.

I remember clearly on the weekend how fast Zhang Xinyu cut Liu Fugui's throat with a piece knife before. If it hadn't been for the dark force on the weekend, it would have been estimated that Liu Fugui's head would have been directly rolled upside down by a piece of knife.

"Sister Yu..." The weekend hesitated for a long time and tried to ask Zhang Xinyu why she had such domineering killing skills, but in the end he gave up and paused. He asked Zhang Xinyu, "How's my sister doing at school?"

"Your sister..." Zhang Xinyu paused and did not directly answer the weekend's questions. Instead, she took out her mobile phone from her bag. After opening the album, she handed her mobile phone to the weekend. "Your sister is doing well. This is a photo I usually take. Take a look by yourself."

The first photo album opened by Zhang Xinyu is a personal photo of Zhou Xiaomo. The photo should be a school dormitory, a girl with picturesque eyebrows, wearing pink pajamas. She sat ** with a book in her knees in her hands. Her flexible eyes stared at the weekend with a sweet smile. The beauty mole in her eyebrows is natural. The embellishment made Zhou Xiaomo look like a coming fairy.

"Sister..."

I muttered my sister on the weekend, fingered the screen of the mobile phone, and opened the second photo.

This photo was taken in the school canteen. Zhou Xiaomo stood in the queue for dinner, nearly 1.7 meters tall, giving people a sense of standing out from the crowd.

The streamlined ponytail is graceful and exquisite, with white slim trousers, grass-green women's T-shirt, and a pair of grass-green casual shoes. It is youthful, lively and cheerful on the mobile phone screen, as if Zhou Xiaomo is standing in front of the weekend at this time.

I remember that when I worked in a brick factory on weekends, the first salary I received was bought by Zhou Xiaomo.

Zhou Xiaomo said that this grass green matches her skin very well. Wearing it on her body, it looks very white. The night before going to college in the imperial capital, I saw Zhou Xiaomo put this suit of clothes in her suitcase with her own eyes on the weekend.

Turn the screen again, and the third photo is also a personal photo of Zhou Xiaomo.

The * in this photo is the big classroom of the school. It should be at class time. The girl in the picture is sitting at the desk, slightly buried her head and writing hard.

The girl was wearing a pair of white jeans and sat on the stool. Her buttocks were round and plump, as if they were deliberately carved by the Creator. Her slender legs were wrapped in jeans, and the perfect streamlined line was unforgettable at a glance.

The milky short-sleeved T-shirt is very simple to wear. The towering on the chest holds up the clothes and is so strong that it almost sticks to the desk.

The T-shirt is short-sleeved. The girl's two white lotus-like arms** are in the air, very white and soft.

The moon-like cheeks look so refined in the huge classroom. Where she is, everything else is dim.

Zhou Xiaomo's beauty is gripping and hits people's hearts. No one dares to face the beauty mole in her eyebrows.

On the weekend, I am sure that as long as this photo is posted on the cover of a magazine or on the Internet, it will immediately cause a frenzy of beauty.

In Zhang Xinyu's mobile phone album, there are not only personal photos of Zhou Xiaomo, but also photos of Zhou Xiaomo and other students, such as Zhang Xinyu.

No matter which photo, whenever there is Zhou Xiaomo, Zhou Xiaomo smiles so sweetly, so real, as if in front of the weekend. When looking at the photos on the weekend, his mouth is always open, which is a heartfelt smile and a reassuring smile.

My sister is doing well at school!

A trace of warmth flowed in his heart on the weekend, as if only Zhou Xiaomo had a good life that he could feel at ease.

However, when he happened to see one of Zhou Xiaomo's photos with another man on the weekend, the smile on his face stiffened.

The * in the photo is clearly in the box of the entertainment venue. Zhou Xiaomo, wearing an evening dress, is sitting on the sofa, as obedient as a cat.

Zhou Xiaomo's eyes were slightly drunk, and there were two touch of bright red on her white cheeks. Obviously, she drank wine.

Sitting next to Zhou Xiaomo is a man in a dark brown suit. The man is very handsome and his face is full of pride that can't be concealed. Although there is a certain distance from Zhou Xiaomo, he looks very unhappy on weekends.

"Who is this man?" On the weekend, he pointed to the man on his mobile phone and asked Zhang Xinyu.

"Are you jealous?" Zhang Xinyu looked at the serious look of the weekend and suddenly covered her mouth and smiled, "Brother, don't think too much about it. This is our teacher."

"Teacher?" On the weekend, he did not deny that he was jealous. He obviously didn't believe Zhang Xinyu's words and said, "Sister Yu, why is the teacher in the box with my sister?"

Zhang Xinyu gave a strange look at the weekend and explained, "Our school has a literary performance, and our class won the grand prize, so we are celebrating in the bar. You won't be so stubborn, will you? Don't you allow your sister to go to the entertainment place?

"..." On the weekend, Zhang Xinyu was speechless and simply continued to look at the photos. As expected, as Zhang Xinyu said, the next dozen photos were taken in the bar. Not only Zhou Xiaomo, but also many other girls were there, and the man in a dark brown suit did not touch them on a single photo. Zhou Xiaomo's body dispelled her doubts on the weekend.

At this time, it was already late at night, and I looked at the photos seriously on weekends, so Zhang Xinyu, who had nothing to do, dozed off. Unconsciously, when she finished all the photos on the weekend, she found that Zhang Xinyu fell asleep by the bed again.

Zhang Xinyu slept with her head buried, leaving the back of her head on the weekend, and her long black hair exuded a soothing smell of shampoo.

On the weekend, I subconsciously looked at Zhang Xinyu's neck, which was snow-white and slender, and then looked down Zhang Xinyu's neck. Although the white clothes were not low collar, when Zhang Xinyu was lying on her stomach, the scene in the clothes still gave the weekend a rough look.

The black underwear is wrapped in two full balls, snow-white and clearly visible.

He subconsciously looked away on the weekend. After all, Zhang Xinyu was Zhou Xiaomo's best friend, and he lost too much blood and fainted before. On the weekend, he felt that it was not good to peek at others like this. Just as he was preparing to look away on the weekend, he noticed a tattoo behind Zhang Xinyu's ear.

The tattoo is very small, as big as the tip of the little finger. If it hadn't been for the tip of the eye on weekends, it wouldn't have been found at all.

The tattoo is very delicate. It is a blue moon. The moon is like a hook, and there is a pattern like an embroidered needle in the middle. Looking at it together, this small tattoo is like a bow pulled into a full moon.

At this time, Zhang Xinyu woke up and noticed that the weekend's eyes fell on her face. Zhang Xinyu's expression looked a little unnatural. After deliberately stroking the hair in her ear to cover half of the earlobe, she said, "Brother, what are you looking at me?"

Zhou Xiaomo always calls him weekend brother in front of his best friend, so Zhang Xinyu also calls weekends. For Zhang Xinyu to call himself so, he felt very kind on the weekend, just like Zhou Xiaomo in front of him.

"Sister Yu, why is there a tattoo behind your ear?" In order to hide the fact that I saw Zhang Xinyu's chest, I randomly found a topic to ask Zhang Xinyu on the weekend.

What Zhang Xinyu didn't know about the weekend was that she was flustered when she listened to the weekend question.

"What tattoo?" Zhang Xinyu said, "That's just a fake tattoo. Your sister Yu's skin is so good, how can you be willing to get some messy tattoos?"

Think about it on the weekend, Zhang Xinyu's skin is too tender and white, especially the two full on her chest. Will she be willing to get a tattoo?

"Yes, yes, Sister Yu's skin is very white and slippery." On the weekend, I thought of the amorous feelings in Zhang Xinyu's collar and blurted out.

"You bad guy, did you see something you shouldn't have seen when I fell asleep just now?" When Zhang Xinyu said this, she subconsciously put her clothes around, and her expression and movements seemed extremely unnatural.

"I didn't!" The weekend hurriedly denied it and said, "Sister Yu, you are my sister's friend. I can be disrespectful to other women. I dare not treat you."

"Don't you dare?" Hearing this, Liu Xinyu frowned slightly and glanced at the weekend angrily, as if she was teasing the weekend, and as if she really wanted to ask. She blurted out, "Are you afraid that your sister will be jealous?"

"No...no..." The weekend's calligraphy skills are almost invincible in the world, but when talking about things related to Zhou Xiaomo, he seems to have been abolished martial arts.

"No?" Zhang Xinyu obviously didn't believe the nonsense of the weekend. She held her cheek in one hand and stared at the weekend with her big smart eyes. "I heard from your sister that you used to run to her room in the middle of the night. You must have fallen in love with your sister."

"Uh..." On the weekend, he secretly wiped a cold sweat and complained that Zhou Xiaomo said everything to Zhang Xinyu.

"Hey!" Zhang Xinyu saw a big embarrassment on the weekend and said, "Tell me, do you like your sister?"