canary in cage

After Cecil hummed lightly, he stood at the entrance of the cave just now and waited.

Within a few minutes, there was a sound of ping-pong in the cave, and those with good ears could hear a few curses.

"Where are people! Who are you talking about! How dare you lie to me!"

"He's right here, I saw him come in with my own eyes!"

The voice was very small, and it reached Cehir's ears intermittently.

Immediately afterwards, Feili rushed out of the door alone, with a few welts on his body, he was looking at Cecil with wide eyes, his pupils were frightening, and bloodshot eyes were crawling all over his eyes.

"Why did you come out?" Fili lowered his voice as much as possible.

But because of the excessive squeezing, the sound became weird and distorted, as if a bayonet was being used to slash across the glass.

"It's too dirty." Seeing this, Cecil patted his clothes: "I don't like the inside."

Philip approached Cehir, pretending to be wronged: "Didn't you say you wanted to help me?"

There was a little moisture in Cecil's eyes, as if he had been greatly wronged.

"But it's too dirty inside, and I don't like it."

Immediately, Feili was taken aback by Cecil's obsession. He stood there and said stutteringly, "Then, go back to my house. My house is not dirty."

A bewildering smile hung on Cecil's face: "Okay."

Fili grinned and smiled even more happily, giggling.

Fili looked at his dark door, glanced at the incomparably innocent Cehir, and began to laugh in his heart.

As long as you go in from there, you will never come out, there will be your death, and it will be a hell you will regret forever.

Cecil was holding a cane, and his golden hair became softer under the sunlight, like a golden thread woven by God, and those blue eyes, like jewels, were inlaid by God.

The whole person is both elegant and gorgeous, which is out of tune with the civilians around him.

Fili rushed into the house first, followed by Cecil.

When he stepped on the first step, the cane in his hand was held by his right hand, and there was a sound of "bang!", which stood out abnormally in the silent open space.

By the time Cecil reached the second step, the lunatic inside the door was already ready, and the butcher outside was also ready to go.

Finally, when the cane made the third sound, the lunatic and the butcher burst out at the same time, and it was obvious that the butcher was faster.

The police from the West Asian continent held long guns and immediately surrounded the open space. The father and son stood at the door and looked at everything with surprise on their faces.

Seeing the situation, Cehir immediately jumped down from the steps and stood aside. Fili's eyes flashed with anger, but he suppressed it quickly, jumped down from the steps, and hid beside Cehir timidly. .

"Brother help me."

"You bastard!" The father's pupils and the black apron on his body were stained with countless bloodstains.

"Hands over head!" The officers aimed their guns at the madman's head.

The lunatic was very obedient, obediently raised his hands above his head, and came down from the steps. When he turned around, his eyes suddenly caught Cecil.

Suddenly, the lunatic froze, staring at Cecil with wide eyes.

God!He has never met such a beautiful person in his life.

The lunatic's eyes were so generously fixed on Cecil's face.

Cecil felt a little uncomfortable being stared at, and subconsciously stepped back a little.

"Master, slow down."

Suddenly a soft and forceful voice came into his ears, Cehir trembled and turned his head to look at Isri.

"This way you will accidentally fall." Isri had a smile on his face.

This time, the lunatic's eyes were even more presumptuous. He was fascinated by Sehir's trembling, that small body, golden hair, and the eyes of jewels.

Mad Men are in love.

The lunatic's eyes were too crazy, after Isri noticed it, he subconsciously pulled Cehir behind him.

"Master, there is danger ahead."

Isri leaned close to the tip of Sehir's ear and said

The lunatic was angry.

He got to the prey and was molested, and the dirty demon touched his god!dirty!dirty!

The lunatic's eyes were instantly filled with red blood, and he lowered his head and let out a whimpering sound from his throat.

Seeing the timid Fili, Cecil handed his cane to Isri and walked to the police officer.

"Your Excellency, you are missing a prisoner."

The police officer was also a little surprised by Cecil's appearance, and his voice softened.

"Who are you talking about?"

Cecil raised the corners of his lips, and slightly glanced at Feili with those seductive eyes: "It's him."

Feili was stunned in place, looking at Cecil in disbelief.

The tenderness in Cecil's eyes in the past disappeared now, leaving only indifference and ruthlessness.

After receiving Cecil's words, the police officers formed a small team to surround Philip.

Feili's lips trembled slightly, and there was only panic and fear in his eyes. The only one who could grasp the straw was Cecil.

"Brother, didn't you say you wanted to help me?" Fili softened his voice.

It's a pity that even with the soft voice on his body, it made him even more horrified, and those weird pupils made the surrounding police officers feel a little chilled.

Cecil's eyes met Philip, bright as before, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and the childishness of a boy blurted out.

"Have it?"

Fili was stunned again, suddenly thought of something, his lips trembled even more: "You didn't believe me in the first place?"

Cecil still smiled: "I don't trust anyone."

"Then what you said to me!" Fili's eyes widened, and he wanted to run out of the circle to question Cecil.

But the surrounding police officers stopped him firmly.

Cecil stood still, the sun had already risen to the highest point, his bright golden hair was blown by the breeze, and the light in his eyes dimmed slightly.

Because the wind was too strong, Isri stepped forward to block Cehir's side.

Cecil raised the corners of his lips: "Just take it as a joke."

Fili was stopped and couldn't move, and the eyes of another lunatic who was surrounded were completely dyed red.

his god!He was talking to someone without even looking at himself.

Such a good body, such a perfect organ, why not in my own hands!

The lunatic bit his lip and lowered his head, wishing to tear off the only tender/meat on his body.

When Cecil left from Isri, the wind that was blocked by Isri once again messed up the short blond hair.

The madman is completely occupied by the madman.

He mercilessly pulled the police officer's gun in front of him, and shouted at the top of his voice.

"You can only be mine!"

The bullet was fired from the barrel, aimed at Cecil and ran over. Everything happened so fast that no one could react.

But in the end, it was Yisli who fell on the ground, and a pool of crimson blood soaked the entire gray-white ground.

It was a rose blooming on the edge of hell. Isri's black hair was soaked in blood, and his skin was as pale as white paper on the wall.

Cecil was stunned, his body froze in place as if he had been filled with lead, and his previously warm hands and feet also dropped to zero in an instant.

Terrified, afraid, and disgusted, the massacres of the family in the past were staged before his eyes again.

This time it was Isri who fell in front of his eyes.

"Isli..." Cecil was taken aback when he spoke, his voice was extremely hoarse and unpleasant.

The scenes in front of me were overlapped by water and light, slipped from the corner of the eyes, fell into the bloody roses on the ground, and turned into nothing.