Watch Out! Danger Ahead

　　 Except for the girl's innocence, the middle-aged man and Song Qing were both prepared to give birth to each other early.

The middle-aged man hit people before, and worried that if he finds a way out of the space, the girl will trouble him again, so everyone has no intention of reporting their homes anymore, and each other acts according to the order in which each person entered the space. The title, the girl is number 1, Song Qingxiao is the latest to come in, it is number 9.

　　 After the girl was named by the middle-aged man, even though she was slow, she noticed something wrong.

She had only been beaten by a middle-aged man before, and she remembered his hideous expression deeply. She felt a sense of fear for the middle-aged man in her heart. When the middle-aged man called her, she shrank and instinctively hid in Song Qing. Behind Xiao, there was a sobbing sound of forbearance of crying.

　　 "I said, come here!"

The middle-aged man saw that the girl did not move after he had spoken to call others, his face sank, and he stood up to get up. The girl looked at him and was even more frightened. He held Song Qingxiao tightly with both hands, as if she was her. It's a life-saving straw.

　　 Song Qing is careful to sink straight down. At this time, there is no water, food, no contact with other people, no way out of the space, all kinds of situations can almost scatter people's sanity.

　　 The man is obviously on the verge of collapse, and once a bad thought develops, it is like opening the barriers to imprison a beast.

"number 6…"

　　 Although Song Qingxiao is a bit older than the girl, she is thin and weak. Even a middle-aged man is not considered strong, but the difference in physical strength between men and women is obvious. If there is a real conflict, she is in a very dangerous situation.

　　 Fortunately, she still has a dagger as a killer. As long as the existence of the dagger is not exposed, at the last moment, she may be able to earn a little bit of life for her.

　　 But before that, if the dagger was discovered by a middle-aged man, she had no chance of winning.

　　 When Song Qingxiao thought of this, his breathing felt a little less smooth.

　　 She escaped tonight, cherishing her own life, she tried to persuade the middle-aged man to calm down, but the words that had been able to calm the middle-aged man before, obviously no longer work at this time.

Long time no teammates were found, no way out, lack of water and food made the middle-aged man extremely impatient. When he finished speaking, but the girl did not dare to show up, he didn’t have much patience once again. Being exhausted, he got up and walked over to the two girls.

　　 "You shut up now!"

　　 He glanced at Song Qingxiao calmly, and a kind of evil thought flashed in his eyes:

　　 "We can't get out anymore."

　　 The oil from his scalp and cold sweat stuck his hair into strands, which he rubbed very messy.

　　 The middle-aged man’s eyes were covered with red blood, and the blue veins in his temples jumped out. Compared with his calm tone, this expression made Song Qingxiao feel more dangerous.

　　 "This is the space of the devil, it keeps us here, we can't get out, understand?"

　　 He raised his chin nervously, "Nothing to eat or drink, we can't hold on for a few days."

　　 "You calm down..."

　　 The girl was so frightened that she cried ‘whoop’, but she kept in mind the scene of the previous beating and did not dare to make too much noise for fear of attracting the attention of the middle-aged man and causing harm to herself.

"You tell me where the exit is, you tell me where the food and water are, and I immediately calm down!" He snarled a few words, and calmed down very strangely, and even grinned: " It’s all going to die anyway," he said to himself, "Before you die, it’s not as good as Lao Tzu’s happiness."

　　 "No. 1, I will say one last time, come here."

　　 Environment and reality finally tore off the civilized coat of the middle-aged man, and Song Qingxiao's most worried thing finally happened.

The girl shrank further behind Song Qingxiao, as if wishing to curl her body into a ball. The middle-aged man reached out and grabbed her. Her mouth screamed loudly. At the moment of danger, she exploded with great potential, with both hands. He hugged Song Qing's small neck tightly.

　　 When the middle-aged man grabbed her, she strangled her very tightly, almost strangling Song Qingxiao out of breath.

　　 "Help, help!"

　　 The middle-aged man pulled her hand, his strength was no longer reserved, Song Qingxiao was restrained by the girl at this time, breathing was difficult, and he couldn't help her at all.

The man tugged for a while, exhausted and panting. His inability to succeed made the evil fire in his heart even stronger. He didn't want to lift his fist and hit the girl's face and head. After two punches, the girl was wrapped around Song Qing's neck. With a looser arm, Song Qing finally broke free under the pressure

"Help…"

The girl was still yelling, kicking her legs arbitrarily. Song Qingxiao recovered for a moment and also tried to knock the middle-aged man away. If the two women did not resist at the same time, once the middle-aged man succeeds, she will be alone after the girl’s accident. The situation with middle-aged men is even more difficult.

　　 The middle-aged man freed up a hand and waved Song Qingxiao away with one hand.

His letting go freed the girl with one hand. The nail caught the middle-aged man’s face when he swung it. The long nails slanted from the middle-aged man’s left eyebrow to a blood stain on his right cheek, without even eyeballs. Can be spared.

Such fierce resistance angered the middle-aged man. He changed his mind at the beginning. He took out the mouse from his clothes when he entered the space, held the mouse firmly, and slammed it on the girl’s head while grabbing the girl’s hair. Twice the mouse cord around the girl's neck.

　　 ‘Ah...ah...’ The girl desperately buckled her neck with both hands and grabbed the back of his hand. His expression was fierce: "Little bitch, dare to beat me! I'll kill you!"

　　 The girl's eyes were gradually congested, her face turned from blue to white, her legs kicked wildly, and her mouth made a dying ‘whisper’. When Song Qingxiao swayed to her feet, the girl’s pupils had begun to diverge.

　　 She was still struggling instinctively on her legs, and two long traces were rubbed by her heels on the grass. Her face was pale, her face had fallen weakly to one side, and her bloodshot eyes gradually lost their luster.

A real violent killing scene was staged in front of him. Song Qing was careful with his hair cold. At this time, the middle-aged man wanted to kill the girl wholeheartedly. In his heart, he had already believed that Song Qingxiao was not a threat, so he didn't have much to this thin woman. Beware.

　　 What's more, in his subconscious mind, he probably thinks that this woman does not harm him. What's more, the girl's lesson is still in front of her. "Smart" people should not provoke themselves and ask for trouble at this time.

　　 In such a ghost place, it is so difficult for all three of them to live. If something happens to her, she would not even want to go out alive as a woman.

　　Because of these thoughts, the middle-aged man did not pay attention to Song Qingxiao when he strangled the girl.

Song Qing's eyes have cooled down. She has analyzed the situation a long time ago. Once a middle-aged man starts to deal with the girl, he will not be able to keep it. This is a good opportunity. She knows in her heart what she wants to do. That line of defense.

The memory of being almost stabbed to death in the alley tonight came to my heart. The hope of survival overwhelmed the psychological burden of murder. She grabbed the dagger hidden in the cuff and threw herself behind the man. Hanging on him, the dagger in the palm of his hand pierced his throat.

　　 She has a lot of strength to break the boat and she must get a hit.

　　 Once he fails, Song Qingxiao cannot bear the consequences today.

　　 She dragged the middle-aged man to the sky and fell backwards, her feet clasped the middle-aged man’s shoulders tightly, and she hugged his face tightly with one arm.

　　 The middle-aged man screamed, and Song Qingxiao grabbed the dagger and stabbed him in the throat.

　　 even learning from the memory of the killer's actions, he twisted a handle vigorously to stir the wound deeper.

　　 Warm blood poured out, and the middle-aged man's back was pressed against her chest and abdomen, and the dying struggle of UU Reading www.uukanshu.com almost made her breathless.

The middle-aged man tried to counterattack several times, trying to hit her hard with his backhand, stepped on his feet hard, and tried to stand up. Song Qingxiao didn't dare to let go, even if the blood flowed out and soaked her entire palm, it was greasy and disgusting. .

　　 She was afraid that the middle-aged man would not die, so she endured the fear in her heart and stretched out her hand to scratch his wound.

The blood gushing from the wound flowed back down the middle-aged man’s neck, and the'tick tick tack' rolled onto her chin and the corner of her mouth. Every time she exhaled, the blood flow seemed to flow into her mouth. The smell disgusted her.

　　 The middle-aged man made a ‘puff puff’ gasp in his mouth, and every breath he breathed, it seemed to be choked by blood, which reminded Song Qing of the scene in the alley, and his hands became even harder.

　　 His resistance gradually weakened, and his body finally struggled a few times, and his hand finally fell weakly, leaving only the instinctive twitching of his whole person.

　　 Now that the middle-aged man is immortal, I am afraid he is not far from death.

　　 Determined that he had cut off the vitality of the middle-aged man, Song Qingxiao breathed a sigh of relief and began to tremble constantly.

　　Because of the excessive exertion of the legs, I just relaxed at this time, and vaguely refused to listen to her, let alone her **** hands.

　　 The short fight made her body wet with a lot of cold sweat, and the body of the middle-aged man pressed against her like a heavy mountain.

She opened her mouth and gasped silently, her chest pained fiercely from breathing, she lay down and rested for a while, her hands and feet recovered some strength, and she was able to listen to her own commands. Then she moved the middle-aged man's body that was no longer convulsing to the side. One push, because of the short and chubby figure of this man, he rolled around on the spot before he stopped, his face turned to one side, stained with blood and mud, and he was extremely frightened.