Chapter 1289: Where

"I just ask you, where is she now?"
Zhang Wanlin's tone became colder, and his burly body approached Yang Ziwen.
Yang Ziwen trembled inexplicably.
"Boy, what do you want to do?"
Shen Long stood in front of Yang Ziwen, "Do you dare to touch Lao Tzu's woman?"
It seems that he has only noticed such a number one role, Zhang Wanlin said: "It seems that you and your sister are also the same kind of people. Does your family know that you have a boyfriend who is 10 years older than yourself?"
How would he know the age of Shen Long! ?
Yang Ziwen was surprised.
"What about 10 years older?
As long as I like it, can you control it? "
She said, "Zhang Wanlin, I warn you not to mess around, Brother Long is on the road, you are not his opponent."
"If you don't want to be repaired again, just go."
Shen Long sneered and said: "Ziwen, I saw this kid upset long ago. Tonight, he don't want to go out from here unhurriedly."
Since I couldn't have a spring night with Yang Ziwen today, it happened to vent the flames on this kid.
"I'm talking to him, what are you talking about!?"
Zhang Wanlin walked further, and even frightened Shen Long, who had been in the fight for many years.
"Brother Long, don't do it!!"
Yang Ziwen immediately persuaded that she didn't want to make trouble here.
What can she do if she kills someone?
She is still in school.
But it was too late.
Brother Long was like a burst of violent thunder, his fist slammed into Zhang Wanlin's head.
boom! ! A dull sound suddenly exploded, and Shen Long's sturdy body directly hit the wall next to it, causing a large dent.
His whole person was almost embedded in it, and his entire eyeballs almost came out because of the squeezing of the force.
Yang Ziwen opened her mouth wide in surprise. She had never seen such a scene before her eyes in the blink of an eye.
Can't help but step back.
Shen Long was not dead yet, his mouth was closed and he was sobbing vague words, blood pouring out of it, mixed with blood bubbles.
Zhang Wanlin's fist was still stained with blood, and he walked over slowly, pulling his hair up and lifting his embarrassed head.
Shen Long looked at him in horror.
boom! Another fist hit his head.
It was like a popped watermelon, with blood and brain pulp everywhere, and the entire smooth ground was stained with blood.
Killed! Killed! ! Yang Ziwen ran into the elevator and desperately pressed the floor button. She wanted to call, but was pinched by fear.
The moment the door was closed, in just an instant, that familiar figure appeared in her entire world.
"Where is your sister?"
Yang Ziwen almost collapsed to the ground.
...Why has he changed so much?
His appearance has changed, his body shape has changed, and what is even more terrifying is that terrifying power...Who can hit people directly into the wall now?
This is simply a monster...in the apartment.
The TV shows today's late-night program, everywhere under the incandescent lamp is bright as day, but Yang Ziwen feels that there is lingering darkness.
She came tremblingly with the tea, cautiously.
"Water..." In front of Zhang Wanlin, she seemed to stop breathing.
Zhang Wanlin took the water, "I killed your boyfriend, don't mind."
"No, don't mind."
"Can you tell me now?
Your sister's position. "
Yang Ziwen kept silent, shuddering at the thought of her sister's death under his fist in this way.
Zhang Wanlin took a sip of tea, "You hesitate slowly, this night is still very long."
Never let him kill my sister! Absolutely not.
Yang Ziwen walked in the living room, trying to find a chance to escape. Now Zhang Wanlin seems to be fascinated by the TV shows and does not pay attention to her every move.
It is best to go now at this time.
She moved lightly and walked forward slowly, approaching the door.
As long as you can go out, the hope is still there...As soon as I arrived at the door, Zhang Wanlin's voice came over: "Are you sure you want to leave?"
Yang Ziwen's hand reaching towards the lock retracted like an electric shock, "No, I just took a look."
Turned back again.
His gaze shifted to a fruit knife on the table.
This fruit knife is very sharp, if it pierced in from the back of the head, it would be enough to kill him on the spot.
She should not be held accountable by law for killing him. This is self-defense.
Yes, this is self-defense.
And he is also a murderer.
Yang Ziwen came out of the kitchen with Senhan's fruit knife hidden behind him, and approached Zhang Wanlin.
He was really focused, completely unaware of the danger.
Yang Ziwen raised the knife high, feeling nervous about the first murder.
But in order to protect her sister, she had to do this.
It must be done, and thoroughly.
"Don't hesitate, no one will arrest you because you killed a murderer."
Zhang Wanlin's voice suddenly sounded.
Yang Ziwen almost stayed stunned, what was going on, every movement of himself seemed to be seen through by him.
"Why do you know everything?"
"I just know everything."
Zhang Wanlin sneered: "From the way I came, all of this has actually been deduced in my brain.
Every action you seem to be accidental is actually inevitable. "
"You can see through everything about me."
"What do you mean.
If you don’t believe me, let me remind you that you will use this knife against yourself later. "
"It's absolutely impossible!"
How could she use this knife at herself...Fantasy! 10 minutes passed.
20 minutes passed.
.......Time is particularly tormenting, but Zhang Wanlin is full of energy.
Finally, the TV show is over.
Zhang Wanlin said to Yang Ziwen who was sitting behind him: "Ziwen, come here."
Not everyone allowed her to call her that way, especially the person in front of her.
But the fear was greater than the disgust, and she walked over, not knowing what the man was going to do.
"sit down.
Are you still not talking? "
Zhang Wanlin said quietly, "In this room, but we are alone men and women. If nothing happens, would it be weird?"
Yang Ziwen became energetic in an instant, dealing with Long Ge's group of people, how could she not be familiar with what these words imply?
"I am Yang Ziyue's younger sister! Are you going to do something to me?"
"You are indeed Yang Ziyue's younger sister. It is precisely because you are her younger sister that I found you! She betrayed me! She also buried my life with her own hands!!"
Zhang Wanlin bullied him over with a hideous face.
"I warn you, don't come over!!"
Yang Ziwen held the fruit knife and backed away again and again.
But the beast in front of him was already crazy, pressing harder every step of the way.
She leaned against the wall, watching him get closer and closer.
How could this fruit knife be his opponent?
Yang Ziwen was desperate, so he could only put the dagger between his neck, "If you come one step further, I will kill myself!!"
As soon as she finished speaking, her eyes widened.
Because Zhang Wanlin said earlier that she would point the knife at herself...he knew everything.
If so, does he also know everything behind?
It is precisely because he knows what will happen later, so he does not hesitate to do what is right now...think carefully and fear.