Chapter 57: Too amazing

Zhai Mu stared at her in front of him in a daze, his mind seemed to be replaying the slow motion quickly, and he quickly passed all the previous ones-the killing methods were harsh that night, the reaction was quick, and the face did not change color when facing the wound Unusually, it has a close relationship with the gambling king Siller.
In just a blink of an eye, she was sitting on the marshal who never looked female.
Who is this woman?
"The marshal is asking you something." Frey found that since entering this bedroom, even Zhai Mu has become a little inexplicable. The marshal asked, didn't he hear? Still, I heard it, but hesitated and didn't know how to answer.
The military doctor stood behind Zhai Mu, touched his sore nose, and lowered his head cleverly, without hearing anything.
Only Zhai Mu opened his mouth, but suddenly didn't know what to say.
Say you know?
He only knew that her name was Leng Yao. As for whether this name was true or false, he couldn't be sure.
It was just a fate, he saved her life easily, but the timing of their meeting was too sensitive and too easy to misunderstand.
After all, the night Lu Ming died, he was not on a shift, but he happened to appear in a deserted place.
In the room, there was an unbearable silence.
Frey's brows were almost frowning together, he didn't understand, such a simple question, what is worth hesitating. Seeing that the Marshal didn't even change his expression, he took another look at the motionless Leng Yiyao, who took a deep breath.
"He is my savior." A tone so light as to be blown away by the wind slowly came from Hemo's arms. The voice was indifferent, as if he greeted someone who was familiar with him during a walk.
However, as soon as her words fell, the four men in the room suddenly turned their eyes on her.
Zhai Mu is unbelievable. She would tell the truth so easily. The military doctor thinks this girl is a little bit mysterious. Frey, Frey is really unable to involve the Leng family girl and the life-saving grace of a soldier. As for Hemo , About, is the most indifferent one in this room.
It seemed, as if Leng Yiyao gave an earth-shattering answer, he still looked like the wind.
"I said that the night Lu Ming died, I was the only survivor." She raised her head and met the scrutinizing gazes above her head quietly. Then, she gently pulled the corners of her lips and held it with one hand. His, under everyone's eyes, led his right hand, slowly covered his waist, all the way down....
The military doctor's throat suddenly became dry, and he only felt that he had seen something very remarkable, so he quickly turned his eyes away. The faces of Zhai Mu and Frey suddenly showed the same weird expressions.
The marshal was just letting that Leng Yiyao do whatever he wanted?
The hands that touched her fingertips meandered all the way to the lower right corner of her abdomen, and she stopped moving. She stared at his eyes, motionless, but a gleam of light flashed in her eyes, which seemed to be fascinating, and also seemed to chuckle slightly: "On that night, here, the injury was very serious and very serious."
The fabric of the robe is light and thin, and it is worn close to the skin, and the skin is wandering. Hemo can easily touch the protrusion under the palm of his hand, which is the touch of the gauze band.
He chuckled slightly.
Therefore, she was also seriously injured the night Lu Ming died.
And the rest of the insiders have been watching forever.
"What do you want to do?" His voice was faintly interested. After all, it had been a long, long time no one could make him feel so interesting.
Exposing one's shortcomings and deliberately throwing bait out is all about making a difference. He asked her to enter the world, but she didn't agree. What did she ask for? What are you thinking about?
Obviously it was a randomly arranged military cleansing, but I didn't expect to find such an interesting little guy on the way.
The palm of his hand was slowly lowered, and in a room with a shocked expression, he lifted her robe and put his hand to her wound.
"hiss--"
Leng Yiyao took a breath.
Hearing only a clear tearing sound, he unexpectedly uncovered the cotton wool and gauze bandaged on her wound. The wound was fierce and painful, like being burned by flames, but she didn't care about it, only felt that the eyes in front of her were too amazing...