The man opposite was really frightened by Feng Yin’s current appearance. He took two steps back and covered his neck and shouted, “I called the police, call the police!”
“Don’t just shout, hurry up and speed up.”
Feng Yin held the glass, picked up the woman’s hand with one hand, and placed it on his neck.
“Did you feel it? Feel it beating, remember this position, they are very compatible.”
The sharp glass was placed in the woman’s palm by Feng Yin.
These scenes stimulated the man at the door and suddenly felt scared.
He looked at everything in his house, and seemed to have potential danger.
That one is too sharp, that one cannot breathe, water cannot drink, food cannot be eaten, and sleep cannot be sleeping.
“Remember?”
Feng Yin asked gently, and the woman on the ground responded for the first time, and her throat was difficult to spit out a few words.
“Remember.”
“So smart.”
Feng Yin looked at the man, his provocative eyes not concealed at all.
“Guess, does she dare?”
“I know that she can’t beat you. She is afraid of you. Do you think she dare not, or do you think you can kill her?”
Feng Yin walked over step by step, and the glass under her feet was moving with a rhythm.
Her head was forward, in the man’s ear, like a devil’s murmur.
“You can’t.”
There are only three words.
At the angle where no one saw it, the man’s pupils seemed empty. You can’t enter his head like an inlay. An invisible line was pulling him and limiting his movements.
The smile on the corner of Feng Yin’s mouth was like a flower of hell, gorgeous and confusing, and full of crisis.
She understands a little bit about the hypnosis technique.
Every step from entering the house is within her calculation.