Of course, choose to forgive [Sword Three]

When Yu Sanhe woke up from the coma, he found that his hands were tied.

Maybe it was because he was a four or five-year-old kid after all, what tied him up was just a small cloth belt, and the knot was tied casually, but it was really useful, at least for now it restrained Yu Sanhe.

The moment he woke up, his eyelashes trembled slightly, but he didn't open his eyes, and even tried hard to maintain the original posture.

Yu Sanhe was pretending to sleep.

Before he was dizzy, he felt the presence of a strong sight from the innermost part of the corridor, perhaps because he had been in An Yi for too long, and relying on the fact that he had the system in his hands, he actually walked over directly, wanting to find out .

However, he was so careless that before he could see if anyone was there, a drugged handkerchief covered his mouth and nose, and he passed out in the struggle.

I don't know if Xu Ziyao and the others found out that they were missing.

While thinking, Yu Sanhe pretended to be in a deep sleep, and even the breathing rhythm was carefully adjusted.

He dared not open his eyes.

Because he could feel that gaze had been sticking to him unscrupulously since he woke up, like... a wild beast staring at its prey.

I don't know how long it has passed, Yu Sanhe is still pretending carefully, but the man has been staring at him, without moving, as if he is thinking about something, or just staring.

Finally, when Yu Sanhe was getting impatient, the man finally moved.

With the sound of clothes rubbing against his ears, Yu Sanhe felt a big rough hand rubbing his face, pinching his right cheek.

Yu Sanhe: ...

Now there is no way to pretend to be asleep again, Yu Sanhe slowly opened his eyes, pretending to be woken up, and began to look at the person who tied him here.

This is a middle-aged man about 40 years old. He has messy hair, some stubble on his face, is slightly fat, and is dressed normally. He looks like an ordinary and friendly passerby on the street.

At this time, while touching his face, this person looked at him with extremely complicated eyes, obviously almost obscene, but every move revealed covetousness and a little bit of fear that Yu Sanhe couldn't figure out.

But no matter what, this man is really disgusting!

Seeing that Yu Sanhe woke up, the man laughed twice, revealing his wretched demeanor: "Ah, little sister, you're awake, uncle has been waiting for you."

As he spoke, his hand left Yu Sanhe's face, and instead grabbed his neck.

Originally thought that he would continue to touch Yu Sanhe, but he never thought that this middle-aged man would start to be cruel to him so soon.

Containing a bit of disgust, he tried his best to look scared, and asked cautiously like a real child: "Uncle, what are you going to do to Mengmeng?"

As he spoke, he rummaged through his backpack to see if there was anything that would allow him to cut off the cloth strips that bound him.

"Your name is Mengmeng?"

The middle-aged man laughed a few times, showing his yellow teeth, and staring at him with two cloudy eyeballs, with a joyful look on his fat face: "Uncle, I just want to ask you a question, Mengmeng should answer obediently."

Yu Sanhe nodded with a frightened look, and at the same time a small dagger appeared in his palm.

Seeing his submissive attitude, the middle-aged man was even happier, the flesh on his face trembled, the fear in his eyes subsided a bit, but a disgusting desire/desire emerged instead.

He licked his lips, exerted a little more force on his hands, pinched Yu Sanhe so much that it was difficult to breathe, and asked the question at the same time:

"Mengmeng, can uncle ask, how did you get your clothes?"

This question was directly out of Yu Sanhe's expectation. His neck was hurting from being pinched, and this question made him extremely confused for a while. He was wearing Wanhua Lolita's school uniform. Could it be that this man arrested him because the school uniform was too big? Recruit wolves?

... No matter how you think about it, it makes people want to complain.

Yu Sanhe's eyes flashed, and he decided to fool him without hesitation: "Here, this dress is made by Mengmeng's mother."

Anyway, he can't explain the real source, so it's just nonsense.

However, after hearing this sentence, Yu Sanhe didn't know if it was an illusion. Yu Sanhe noticed that the middle-aged man's hand holding his neck trembled, and there was a bit of panic in his small eyes.

"You, your mother?"

"Yeah..." Yu Sanhe said, just talking in general, his eyes froze, and suddenly stopped.

He saw a person standing behind the middle-aged man.

This is a person he is very familiar with. It was this person who posted the first mission in this parallel world.

The little boy ghost who stayed in the cage and went out to prevent the connector from entering the Mercy Hospital.

Noticing his gaze, the boy ghost smiled slightly at Yu Sanhe, his pale face moved stiffly, showing a bit of weirdness.

However, what caught Yu Sanhe's attention even more was the golden task scroll on the child's head.

"What are you looking at?"

At some point, the middle-aged man's hand holding his neck trembled slightly, and even his voice was tinged with fear.

This person was afraid of Yu Sanhe from the very beginning.

What is he afraid of?

Yu Sanhe withdrew his gaze, looked at the middle-aged man in front of him expressionlessly, and suddenly showed an innocent and lovely smile.

He smiled at the middle-aged man, but said something that made him collapse even more: "Mengmeng is looking at the little brother behind you, Uncle."

"Quick, let's go!"

The child's ghost suddenly yelled, looking at Yu Sanhe with anxious eyes.

At the same time, the quest scroll above his head also turned gray.

Yu Sanhe accepted this ghost's mission, the content is... hurry up.

Yu Sanhe, who had been secretly cutting cloth strips, broke free immediately, and the middle-aged man also took out a fruit knife, looking at him with longing and fear in his eyes.

Being stared at by such disgusting eyes, Yu Sanhe ran to the side without thinking.

It's a pity that he didn't have time to look at this room. He hurriedly found the door, but couldn't touch the lock due to physical limitations, so he had to turn around, watch the uncle who was getting closer and closer vigilantly, and immediately grasped the weapon brush.

Start running - Yangming Finger!

With a flash of dark green light, a glob of ink was thrown from the brush and hit the middle-aged man.

However, this time, the Yangming finger was unexpectedly not very easy to use. The middle-aged man just rubbed the part that was hit, and did not lose his mobility due to it.

"Yanru, run!"

Seeing this, the child screamed louder.When Yu Sanhe heard the word "Yanru", he was slow to release Shang Yang's finger for a second.

Seeing the opportunity, the middle-aged man had a ferocious face, and the fruit knife directly stabbed at him!

Seeing the blade that was approaching quickly, Yu Sanhe didn't panic in his heart, and quickly used his little lightness kung fu to dodge to the side, but at this moment, there was an inspiring call from outside the door:

"Mengmeng - Mengmeng -"

It was Duan Qing and the others who came here.

Hearing the sound, the middle-aged man's expression changed instantly. He glanced at Yu Sanhe gloomyly, took out a spray from his bosom, and sprayed it on his face.

Yu Sanhe's eyes darkened, and he passed out again.

Only this time, the middle-aged man threw him in this room and escaped by himself.

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