Chapter 3018: So sweet

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It's a bite.
After a while, there was a red mark in that place.
"It's sweet." Zhuang Chengshan raised his head and smiled at the camera. "No wonder Commander Lu always likes to kiss Dr. Jiang. When he was in the army, he often saw Dr. Jiang's neck with kiss marks. At that time, he was really envious. Head Lu."
"Animal!" The Secretary could not help but curse when he saw this.
However, the videotape is not a live video broadcast, and Zhuang Chengshan will not know that the director in the conference room scolded him this way.
Nor will I know how ugly Lu Xianzhi's face was, how frightened and angry he was when he saw this.
"Now, please head Lu to enjoy my director's play. I will call the performance that I will wait for later, life."
Zhuang Chengshan stood up straight again, then changed his angle, and stood behind the chair, which was behind Jiang Yao.
He dragged Jiang Yao's long hair in one hand, held the scalpel in the other, and placed the blade gently on Jiang Yao's neck.
His posture, his expression, is elegant as if he is preparing to play the cello.
The hand stretched out and stroked gently, as if the strings were plucked, there was no music, and red blood spewed out instantly.
His hand, gently stroked back, more blood, almost dyed Jiang Yao's white dress.
Zhuang Chengshan didn't speak, and Jiang Yao, who was bleeding more, didn't even speak, or even opened his eyes.
However, with the passing of blood, her face gradually became pale, and in the end, it almost became transparent.
The scalpel made only two knives on Jiang Yao's neck, but the knife was deadly.
The wound was like a fountain, and red blood spewed out, not only staining her white dress, but also staining the scalpel of Zhuang Chengshan, including his hand.
Everyone in the conference room knows that such injuries, even if a doctor is present to rescue them, are difficult to come back. Besides, at this moment, the time in the picture is twelve in the evening.
In the picture, Zhuang Chengshan is like appreciating the exile of blood from the body, without saying a word, with a smile on the lips and eyes who are gradually losing their lives.
a long time.
It took a long time for the clock and second hand hanging on the wall behind him to spare several times, before he gently threw the scalpel in his hand, raised his eyebrows, and shrugged towards the camera, "Lord Head, you see, This is life, sometimes tenacious, sometimes fragile, right?"
Zhuang Chengshan lifted his foot and kicked the person in front of him, "It took only five minutes to change from a living person to a dead person, and from a corpse to a mass of ash. How long do you think it will take?"
As if he was interested in this topic, Zhuang Chengshan suddenly clapped his hands and said, "Let's do an experiment?"
After that, Zhuang Chengshan dragged the chair away, and the camera could not catch anyone at this time.
It took a while for Zhuangchengshan to come in again, and then zoom in a little bit in the lens, obviously to get the VCR.
The picture paused and returned to darkness, before everyone could breathe. The picture turned on again, this time it became outdoor again.
A pile of fire was burning. On the side of the fire was Jiang Yao, who was already dying and was dyed red. She was still tied to the chair, but the chair was inverted, so she was also inverted.
The face stained with red blood, and the clothes, are still stained with dirty mud.