Reborn as a handsome young master

Charlie laughed happily twice, his eyes resting on his slender neck, "But I can't wait to hug your soft body, let him slowly become stiff and cold under my sprint is my favorite thing. "

"Aren't you ED?" Cheng Yanxiao blurted out.

Charlie's face darkened, and he stared at Cheng Yanxiao: "It seems that you are very interested in me, little cat." The braided rope in his hand was twisted and tightened around his fingertips, and his voice became lower and lower, "Although a living person Doesn't interest me, but dead people..."

The two exchanged positions as they walked around in circles. The 'eye digger' stood beside Jiang Xiaojun, and Cheng Yanxiao stood next to the chair. Except for Jiang Xiaojun who was tied up, all that was left in the attic was this red chair and two cardboard boxes pushed in the corner.

He wasn't sure if there was anything suitable as a weapon in the cardboard box, so he could only distance himself from the 'Eye Gouger' temporarily.After all, he looked like he wanted to kill himself more.

"You were once arrested as an 'eye gouger' suspect. If you were acquitted because you couldn't get an erection on a living person, didn't the police conduct a DNA test on the braided rope in your hand?"

"Of course it was checked." Charlie smiled triumphantly, "But they are too stupid. If anyone could think of testing Ouyang, maybe I would have been put in prison long ago."

The real murder weapon is the one in Ouyang Ting's hand? !

He thought that not long ago Ouyang Ting was still showing the four-way rope, and he just felt that this pair of serial killers was really crazy and unparalleled.

Everyone thought that there was only one 'eye-gouger', but no one thought that he even had a female gangster, and that the real murder weapon was in her hand, which she wore every day and flaunted in the market.

Cheng Yanxiao shook his head and sighed: "You guys are too crazy, but you caught us like this, you are not afraid...?" It is too difficult to translate the four words 'to startle the snake' into English, Cheng Yanxiao can only change a simple vocabulary, "... ...was found?"

"Death is enough to erase everything." Charlie pulled the rope in his hand, ready to end the status quo of chasing each other. "Cute kitten, let's pray before death."

As he approached step by step, Cheng Yanxiao glanced at Jiang Xiaojun's slightly swollen wrist, kicked the chair close to Jiang Xiaojun, and said hurriedly: "You stand on the chair!" He turned his head and ran towards the cardboard box next to him.

During the run, Cheng Yanxiao took time to look at the wooden door.

The door had been cut with a giant axe, and Ouyang Ting stretched out her hand to reach the doorknob inside.

Cheng Yanxiao felt that he was going to be cold, and the heart in his chest was already so intense that it was about to explode.

He gritted his teeth and came to the cardboard box - there were a bunch of bottles and jars of unknown liquid stuffed in the box.

While he was looking at the bottle, Charlie's tall figure followed closely behind his head.

Cheng Yanxiao picked up one of the bottles and threw it at Charlie, using his light body to slip under his armpit, ran to Jiang Xiaojun's side like a guerrilla, and stepped on the chair to try to untie his rope.

Charlie is tied with a military buckle, which looks simple but is quite troublesome to untie.Only when Cheng Yanxiao touched the rope, Charlie had already wiped the liquid off his face and rushed again.

Cheng Yanxiao smelled the pungent smell of formalin, and those bottles were full of formalin!

At the same time, with a 'da' sound, the attic door slowly opened.

Ouyang Ting finally reached the doorknob and opened the door from the inside.She came in dragging a huge axe.

"Charlie, I thought you were already enjoying his body." She looked at Cheng Yanxiao who was standing on the chair, showing a gentle expression of 'you are so naughty'.

Cheng Yanxiao pulled Jiang Xiaojun's clothes, his voice was intermittent, "...I, I can't run anymore."

Jiang Xiaojun's face was almost as pale as Cheng Yanxiao's.He whispered in his ear: "Young Master Cheng, go to the window."

Cheng Yanxiao glanced back, the window behind him was about one meter wide, he might be able to escape if he opened the window, but while he was escaping, Jiang Xiaojun was probably being torn to pieces.

At this moment, he sensitively caught the sound of a sharp wheel brake coming from outside the house, followed by the sound of stomping footsteps approaching the attic from below.

Charlie and Ouyang Ting obviously heard it too, and the relief on their faces faded away.Quickly rushed towards Jiang Xiaojun and Cheng Yanxiao.

Ouyang Ting raised the ax again, and slashed at the two people in front of her!

Cheng Yanxiao looked at the giant ax gleaming with cold light, reacted quickly and hugged Jiang Xiaojun's waist, borrowed his strength to take two steps on the narrow chair, and kicked the overlong handle of the giant ax in the air with his right foot.

The air was split by the giant axe, and the light of the cold weapon hit him. His corner pointed directly at Jiang Xiaojun's hip bone. If he was cut, Jiang Xiaojun would only have one leg left for the rest of his life.

Everything is in the nick of time.

Cheng Yanxiao kicked the long leg in the air and swept the side of the ax with the momentum of thunder. Ouyang Ting only felt a shock from the tiger's mouth. The giant ax was kicked into the air and fell heavily on the ground with a loud noise.

Cheng Yanxiao stood back on the chair as light as a swallow, and lightly weighed his right foot because of the pain.His already pale face began to flush unnaturally, and a heavy panting sound came from his throat.

"Young Master Cheng!" Jiang Xiaojun shouted heart-piercingly.

The people running on the stairs finally rushed in, and Huo Lang entered the attic with a vicious look.

Followed by Eve with a panicked face.

At this time, Charlie had already rushed to Cheng Yanxiao's side, and was about to lock him in his arms. A hot bullet flashed past his left leg bone, and in an instant his left leg exploded into a bunch of blood flowers - mixed with broken bones Blood spurted onto the floor.

Charlie was thrown to the ground by the force of the bullet.

Huo Lang was furious behind him, his substantial anger made him look more like a serial killer than Charlie.

He held the gun in his right hand, and said in a cold voice, "You don't seem to have learned who you can't touch?"

Ouyang Ting very wisely raised her hands and squatted on the ground. "Please don't hurt me."

"I'm very sorry." Huo Lang glanced at the two of them with real disgust, "I will definitely hurt you severely."

Eve rushed up quickly, he really wanted to tear Cheng Yanxiao off the chair, and let himself be Jiang Xiaojun's hero.But seeing that he was panting and about to die at any time, he still didn't dare to move.Just shouted at a bunch of people behind him, "Give me the knife!"

Jiang Xiaojun's hands were numb and swollen for a short time due to the long-term restraint.

The two 'eye diggers' were tied up in a corner.Charlie's left leg, pierced by the bullet, twisted unnaturally.

Huo Lang's shot with the silencer shattered his leg bone.

Huo Lang put Cheng Yanxiao flat on the floor, took the medicine and put it under the base of his tongue.Maintain a dialogue with him. "how do you feel?"

"It feels like... my heart is going to explode." Cheng Yanxiao gasped.

Huo Lang said in a low voice, "Bring the oxygen in the car."

Jiang Xiaojun took the initiative to jump out, "I'll go."

Eve let out a dissatisfied hum from his mouth, and followed Jiang Xiaojun downstairs.

"He is your lover?" Charlie's forehead was covered with cold sweat. He looked at Huo Lang and asked vaguely, "Why did you find this place?"

Huo Lang turned a deaf ear to it, but the roiling anger all over his body showed what the two eye-gougers were about to face.

Cheng Yanxiao quickly put on the oxygen mask.Huo Lang stood by his side until his breathing gradually calmed down, and finally he fell into a deep sleep.

A slight anesthetic was added to the oxygen mask, which relieved the pain and allowed him to fall asleep better, and Huo Lang didn't intend to let him know about the bloody follow-up.

Cheng Yanxiao, who was sleeping, was obedient like a herbivore, Huo Lang hugged him and sat on the bloody chair covered with a layer of white cloth.

At his feet was Charlie's blood.

Because the blood was not bandaged in time, the blood lost by the 'eye-gouger' merged with the formalin on the ground, forming a small shocking pool of blood.

Huo Lang, who was stepping on the bloody water, was like a dark slaughter reaper.

There was a long rectangular table in front of his eyes.The feared serial killer 'Eye Gouger' was stripped clean and lying on the long table like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

His four feet were fixed on the four corners of the long table, using the dead buckles that restrained Jiang Xiaojun before, the more he struggled, the tighter he was bound.

Ouyang Ting's hand was stuffed with the braided rope that he used to kill.

Huo Lang looked at the two of them and smiled for the first time this night: "Let's start, follow the order you killed when you killed him. After he dies, I can let you go."

Fright flashed across Charlie's sullen face.

As another 'eye digger', Ouyang Ting obviously thought that her life was much higher than his at this time.

Charlie looked at Ouyang Ting who was getting closer, and let out a short scream,

"Do not--!"

His voice quickly broke at the neck.

The braided rope that had harvested the lives of countless people began to tighten in his throat, all his voice was suppressed in his throat, his face began to slowly congest, his feet were shaking crazily due to lack of oxygen...

Ouyang Ting couldn't copy everything.

She doesn't have male genitals, and after stabbing the knife through his prostate, she can only plead: "I, I'm done. That's all I can do."

"No, you are missing the last step." Huo Lang reminded her. "You didn't close our deal."

Ouyang Ting realized what she was about to face, she covered her ears and screamed frantically. "you liar!"

"Sin needs to be washed with blood. It's over, and you," Huo Lang raised his gun, his eyes like ice, "let me help you out."

"No, no, no!" Ouyang Ting screamed and backed away.

The gun in Huo Lang's hand let out a murmur, and the hot bullet smashed the air, pierced through her thin skin and the hard back of her head, and exploded a flower mixed with brain, broken bones, and flesh on the wall. .