Ex-boyfriends are gods

"Hey...hehe...hahahaha..." Rosser Smith's laughter gradually increased, which caused his throat to touch the dagger without hesitation, and then a bloodstain was drawn by the sharp blade.

Al frowned slightly, and could only loosen the dagger slightly.He didn't want to ask Rosser what he was laughing at, because the other party was obviously a lunatic.

"stand up."

Rosser stood up slowly with a laugh, and Al stuck behind him, moving towards the door a little bit.

During the whole process, Warwick seemed very at a loss.He trusted his pen pal—Rother Smith.But on the contrary, Mr. Al Warwick also likes it very much, and he doesn't want to let Mr. Al get hurt.In the process of moving, Roser looked very relaxed and comfortable, and he even had the time to talk to Al in a relaxed tone like chatting.

"Mr. Al, why do you have to leave here? I can smell the rich and fragrant smell of blood on your body. It is a smell that belongs to darkness alone. How beautiful it is.

Stay here, the world is so mediocre, I...you...we are the sober ones.We wander in another world, hunting in the dark.Just thinking about it makes my blood boil. "Rose's perfect face has lost its sanctity at this moment, replaced by another kind of unspeakable madness.

The bad experiences in his childhood made him loathe this world day after day. Once he was released, his character and thinking had been completely distorted.

Al observed the surrounding paths. He originally wanted to save Dr. Doyle.However, considering that Warwick should not hurt Dr. Doyle, and now only one escapes, the other can be saved. Al will not insist that Dr. Doyle must be found now, so as not to cause trouble.

Finally, Al grabbed the handle of the basement door.

With a click, he opened it.

But the moment it was opened, an extremely pungent white smoke was sprayed towards Al.Al blinked subconsciously. Under the physiological stimulation, Al not only turned his eyes red, tears rolled down from the stimulation, but also sneezed several times.

Just like Al holding Roser hostage for a moment is enough, and Roser wants to escape, this moment is also enough.

At the moment when Al was stimulated to close his eyes, Roser grabbed Al's wrist, and then exerted force quickly, pushing his knee against Roser's wrist, making his hand loose, and then snatched the dagger.

At the same time, Warwick rushed out and hugged Al tightly.

Warwick's strength is great, although he is unwilling to hurt Al, but the huge strength still makes Al unable to resist.

Al was carried back to the basement, and then tied up by Rosser.But I don't know if it's because of Warwick. After Al's hands and feet were tied with cloth strips, Rosser stuffed him with a lot of cotton, so that he wouldn't feel much uncomfortable.Soon, Warwick fetched water again, and wiped Warwick's eyes and cheeks with a guilty face.

Al took it easy for a while, and then he felt much better.

"Mr. Al, I'm sorry." Warwick's tall body bowed carefully, not daring to raise his eyes to look at Al.

Al pursed his lips and simply stopped talking.

It was because he didn't think carefully, but fortunately, when Dr. Doyle went to find Warwick, Al suspected him, so he made double preparations.It is estimated that in a little time, Stephen will also receive the letter sent by him specially.

When Warwick took care of Al, Warwick hesitated for a while under Roser's gesture, and left obediently.

Roser sat down in front of Al with a smile, and there was a bloodstain on his neck with a dagger.He didn't deal with it just now, allowing the blood to stain the priest's clothing on his body.

"Mr. Al." Rosser's tone suddenly showed a bit of intimacy, but it was a pity that Al ignored him.Roser moved closer to Al reluctantly, so close that he could even vaguely see the slender hairs on the side of Al's cheek.

"Mr. Al, I kind of understand why Warwick likes you so much. You really exude charm all the time."

Al was indifferent, he knew very well about his unique ability to attract 'crazy'|the wind blows from the south|.

"Mr. Al, talk to me for a while, I'm actually very tired too. Do you know how I felt when I killed someone for the first time?

I was very scared, the hot blood was like endless sea water almost submerging me, I had nightmares for several days.But I won't be afraid the second time, Mr. Al, tell me, is my adaptability very good? "

Al suddenly turned his head, and there was a bit of coldness in the lake blue eyes.

Rosser was stunned for a moment, it was the first time he had such a straightforward eye contact with Mr. Al.

The other party's eyes were extremely beautiful, and the lake-blue pupil color was like a piece of blue sky, which was clear and clear without any haze.Suddenly, Roser felt helpless and ashamed in his heart.

Compared to Mr. Al, he seems worse.

"Don't look at me, Mr. Al." Roser got up quickly, found a suitable cloth strip in a hurry, and wrapped it around Al's eyes.

After finishing this matter, Roser was relieved.

He likes Mr. Al like this, maybe he should have known Mr. Al earlier.

Rosser ignored Mr. Al's struggle with some morbidity, tried his best to hug Al, and sniffed Al's neck lightly.Then, he actually felt a little drowsy.

Rosser hasn't felt sleepy for a long time.

He didn't want to force himself, Rosser maintained this posture, and then let himself take a nap.

It was so beautiful. At this moment, Roser felt a trace of tranquility that he had not seen for a long time.But this kind of time is destined not to last too long. When there was some movement outside the door, Al and Rosser woke up at the same time.

Rosser subconsciously looked at the pocket watch he had brought back from Warwick, and then he lowered his head and sighed slightly: "So it's only been half an hour, I thought I'd been asleep for a long time."

"People from the Police Department are here." Al said calmly, "You should know that when Warwick brings me and Dr. Doyle, you can't run away with him. I suspect Warwick, It is impossible not to leave clues to the police department agents."

"I know, I originally wanted to kill you, and then run away by myself to let Warwick stall for time. Unexpectedly, I slept for half an hour and missed the chance to escape."

This is no small mistake.

However, when Roser said these words, he was actually smiling a little, and he didn't have the slightest fear.

Al frowned, as a normal person, he couldn't understand the madman's thoughts.

"Thanks, Al, I rarely get a good night's sleep. I'd rather sleep for half an hour than flee."

When he finished speaking, Warwick's burly body pushed open the basement door, and he was shot in the arm, bleeding all over the place.

"Rose, we have to leave, there are a lot of agents here."

As he spoke, Warwick tried to hide his injured arm back.Mr. Al probably doesn't like to see blood, he thought.

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