Raiders of villains, I am always attacked by villains

Chapter 130 The Puppeteer 6
Yeah, she used to have a name too.

string together.

That is the constant entanglement of lovesickness, the lingering thoughts and concerns.

Yan's fingers froze, as if thinking of something, the hand that was planning to break her neck again stopped, and landed on the soft cloth on her shoulder.

How could Bai Wanwan not know what bad intentions he had just now, and now she was relieved to see him start to hesitate, meeting such a master... she was unlucky!

The rain was still falling, pattering, and the light could not penetrate. The girl had already fled staggeringly away, but at this time, no one would pay attention to her.

A real puppet with a soul whose only reason to live is to wait for his call.

It's impossible to say no.

Yan stood up, paused for a moment, and picked up Bai Wanwan who was on the ground looking up at him eagerly. Her beautiful little skirt was splashed with muddy water again.

Yan frowned, took out a handkerchief from her bosom, put Bai Wanwan's slapless foot in the palm of her hand, carefully wiped off the blood stains, and then casually threw the handkerchief away.

"Isn't it clean?"

He was clearly speaking to her.

Bai Wanwan snuggled up to him in some embarrassment, and hugged her in that child-holding position.

"I like to be clean, but it's so difficult."

She was either running around on the verge of death or on the way to death. Who cares if the clothes are not clean when the dog's life is almost gone.

Yan lowered her long and narrow eyebrows, and her deep facial features became more clear in the rain: "If it happens again, I won't change your skirt."

So...so this skirt on her was changed by Yan for her?

Feeling that the doll in her arms was obviously sluggish, Yan's mood also improved inexplicably, and even the continuous rain began to stop.

"I really wanted to abandon you that day. In order to prevent you from crawling back, I deliberately broke the main joint."

The young man's voice paused: "You are indeed a useless piece of trash, but that's for me, and I don't allow other people to blaspheme."

So when the homeless man tore her to pieces, it was Yan who rescued her, repaired her and put her in new clean clothes?

Bai Wanwan was in a complicated mood, and said in a high-pitched voice, "Where's that person?"

She asked, of course, the tramp.

Yan put his chin in one hand with a thoughtful expression: "Forget it, it seems to be in that bag of garbage."

……

She suddenly began to understand why she could see human eyes in that garbage dump the day she was picked up.

"Although you are useless and the parts are very old, but for the sake of being an old friend, why, would you like to come with me?"

When Yan's eyes were slightly bent, those glass eyes set off the crumbling tear mole in front of her eyes, which was extraordinarily bewitching.

Of course, Bai Wanwan was willing to walk next to the villain's father, but she hesitated for a few seconds, then shook her head hesitantly.

Yan was a little surprised by her rejection, he was a little displeased and asked "Huh?"

Bai Wanwan said frankly: "There are still things to finish."

"for example?"

"I'm going to save a family!"

The ideal is full, and it can even be said to be a dream.While being carried away by Yan, Bai Wanwan was still thinking about how to save Yaya and her mother.

Although she spends little time with the mother and daughter and has no feelings for them, she hates such things as domestic violence, and selfishly thinks that she must punish that man.

Finally, when she walked downstairs, Bai Wanwan realized that the situation was a bit strange. Yaya's room, which was always lit, was actually dark tonight.

Qiao An'an hasn't come home yet, only the man and Yaya mother and daughter are at home.

That uneasy premonition hovered in her heart, Bai Wanwan landed on Yan, said hello to Yan, and then crawled in along the way out, seeing her short legs crawling hard, Yan still smiled He gave her a hand with a non-smiling smile.

Although she has no sense of smell, Bai Wanwan still sensed a strong smell of blood the moment she probed into the window.

The decoration layout of this family is fairly simple and generous, but the white screen that had been wiped clean in the past now has a lot of blood splashed on it, which is shocking.

Walking all the way in, the darker the blood, the stronger the smell of blood, even Bai Wanwan, a doll, couldn't stop the desire to vomit from the bottom of her heart.

Without any hesitation, she turned around and went to the man's room. Unexpectedly, she finally opened the door that had been aged and dislocated, and a dead body that was no longer warm fell straight down. If it wasn't for Bai Wanwan The reaction is fast, and it is estimated that it will be directly crushed by this blow.

A young woman covered in scars had a huge ax stuck in her head. The ax almost split her entire skull, and the red and white poured out on the ground, sticky and greasy.But her eyes were still widened in horror, and there were even dry tears in her eye sockets.

For the [-]th time, Bai Wanwan was glad that she was not a living person, otherwise she would have to lean against the wall and vomit until she was in the dark.

She died, was killed.There are only three people in the room, that man... and Yaya?

"Ya... ya..."

A faint call came from the side, but she couldn't hear it clearly, Bai Wanwan turned her head abruptly, only to find that it came from the woman's mouth.

She never made a sound again, because she had been dead for a long time.

Fear and anger filled Bai Wanwan's heart, and now she had no time to think about what happened to this fragmented family during the time she was gone.

Go find her, the little girl.

Faster, faster.

Not in the room, nor here, maybe because she was afraid to hide in Qiao An'an's room, after all, this sister is also a terrible perpetrator in her heart.

The air was eerily quiet, without a single sound, and even the ticking clocks had stopped.Bai Wanwan stepped into that room cautiously, and only took a moment to find Yaya who was hiding in the cupboard based on the smell in her memory.

Before she had time to be happy, Bai Wanwan's smile froze on her face.

How did she hide in there by herself... She lived in that small space after her limbs were cut off.

Thick and cold blood snaked along the cracks throughout the room, and she couldn't breathe anymore.

There was a faint smell of alcohol, which was getting stronger and stronger, and the man's steady footsteps sounded at the entrance of the room again.

Accompanied by the strong smell of alcohol, the man roared impatiently: "Aren't you dead yet?"

He was in the middle of a hangover, and even when he sobered up, he couldn't remember what absurd things he had done, but at this moment, Bai Wanwan gritted her teeth and stood in front of the cabinet, under the moon, clenched her fists.

Darkness, unknown horror, infinite magnification.But to her, nothing matters.

From now on, she is the hunter.

(End of this chapter)