Wu Xie is still there, still innocent

There are about six people on the opposite side, more than half of them are slumped on the ground to rest, and the other two are looking at this peculiar structure.With my current physical strength, it's hard enough to deal with the first person, not to mention the tied up fat man Poker bottle in their hands, which restricts me no matter what I do.

I touched the things in my bag, thinking about what could be used, until I touched the flare, I smiled, I may not save the fat man and the oil bottle in one fell swoop, but I must definitely stop the mop in one fell swoop, then the whole The situation is now in my hands.The high temperature and brightness of the flares are terrifying. It is definitely enough to temporarily blind the person facing them. In fact, this action has a great negative effect. After all, Poker Bottle and Fatty will also be blind for a short time. Next, take the two blind people away. , must be more difficult.

But——I don't care about that much anymore.

Their positions are relatively scattered, but there are more people sitting near the fat man, so I try to move the flares to the side.Finally, I glanced at the position of the mop again, then pulled out the flare and shot it over there. In an instant, the whole space was bright as day, and there were screams and wailing, and I took the opportunity to rush straight to the mop. Old Jianghu, as soon as I rushed over, the gun in his hand was pointed in my direction. If I dodged, I missed the best chance to get into the mop. right arm.The numbness added to the pain.

I came to the back of the mop and strangled his neck with one hand. The dagger held tightly by the injured hand was directly stuck into the collarbone of the mop, which would make the mop completely incapacitated. looking across.

The mop screamed, and the people over there gathered together after realizing that the fat man was there, so they held the fat man to my side, but they were blinded by the stimulation of their eyes, so they could only bluff loudly said, "Who!"

I turned the dagger on the collarbone of the mop in my hand, and when I heard the mop's wailing, I smiled, "Don't worry about who I am, at least you should be aware of your boss's situation."

A few people over there heard it and said with extreme fear, "You are the third master of the Wu family?! Aren't you dead!" The more timid ones were incontinent in fright, "Ghost! You are a ghost! "

I took a look and realized that those who said I was a ghost were all escaped by Mi Luotuo's subordinates. At this time, the fat man also recognized my voice and cursed, "Tianniang's little naive is enough!" Loyalty! You have turned into a ghost and you still don’t forget to save us! You brother, I will give it to you in the next life!”

Taking a closer look like this, I found that the fat man's injury was very serious. The fat man in my memory hadn't been so miserable before, and the hatred in my heart became stronger. "Just one sentence, let me go!" Those people who believed that I was dead and already a ghost retreated tremblingly. It was indeed a mob. I watched coldly, and in the end there were only three people left. The mop inside was almost crying, "Old Chen, give it to them!"

And the middle-aged man called Lao Chen said in a good voice, "We are all out to eat, so how about it, little brother, we will not go further into the matter here, but we have to leave completely Here, how about exchanging the little brother behind you with this fat man in our hand? As for the mop, let me make you happy?"

I felt chills in my heart. Sure enough, the human heart is more terrifying than ghosts and gods. At this time, I have already given up the mop and planned to leave here with the blood of Poker Bottle.But, change the stuffy oil bottle?How can it be?

Before I could speak, the mop in my hand became angry, "Old Chen! Damn you, if you dare to do this, your whole family will be completely screwed up! I will kill you!" I felt a little noisy, it seemed This mop is worthless, and the person opposite is now going to exchange the fat man with me for the stuffy oil bottle in his hand.

I slowly pressed the mop to the ground, stabbed my right wrist with a knife, picked my right hand tendon, and listened to the mop's almost desperate begging for mercy. I didn't gag him, I just wanted to let the person on the other side hear such a tragic heartache timid.

Immediately afterwards, I aimed the blade at the left hand of the mop. When I finished picking the left hand, the mop had already passed out from the pain, and that was all I could do. I sneered in my heart, but this was not enough. I continued to pick my hamstring. When I was about to choose, one hand held me down. I looked over, and my eyes met the ecstasy in Poker-Face's eyes that could almost overwhelm people. He tremblingly said, "Wu Xie." There were so many emotions in Poker Bottle's voice, including worry, joy, and disbelief.

After this series of actions, I have never looked at Poker Bottle from the beginning to the present. I was afraid that seeing his injuries would make me unable to restrain myself and directly killed Mop. This is the first time I found that I could lose control to the point of this level.

At this time, although the few people on the opposite side were still holding on, they could already see that they were trembling, especially now that they couldn't see anything. If they wanted to negotiate terms, they could only hold on to the fat man in their hands.

In the end, I slid hard on the mop's wrist, making him feel the blood flowing out little by little and couldn't be stopped, then I carefully picked up the oil bottle and walked to the opposite side, "Then let's change it. You guys come over."

Poker-Face's eyes were just blurry at first, but now he has recovered. It seems that he dodged in time when the flares came over just now.

The person on the other side didn't trust me at all, the middle-aged man said, "You pass that dumb guy unconscious."

I exchanged glances with Poker-Face, touched him, made a blowing sound, then picked him up, and walked towards the middle-aged man, "He's knocked out, and he's in my arms now. Give me the fat man."

Although there are still doubts, in this case, the middle-aged people have no more room for negotiation.The middle-aged man nodded and opened his arms to take it. Just when he touched Poker-Face, he covered the middle-aged man's mouth with both hands. With a click sound, the middle-aged man tilted his head and fell down. Going down, Poker Bottle caught it without making a sound. I walked around carefully, and the other few were not as vigilant as the middle-aged man.

The fat man grabbed my hand and cried out tears, muttering, "It's hot, it's alive..." Then he couldn't hold it anymore and passed out.I was also very sad, rubbed my nose, quickly took out the bandage, put on the medicine, and did some simple treatment.

When I looked at Poker Bottle, he had already taken medicine to stop the bleeding, and simply bandaged it up. I opened my mouth, but I felt that all my emotions were blocked, but I couldn’t say anything. I wanted to speak After another half day, I closed my eyes fiercely, that's all, if there is anything I can't figure out, I escaped from death again, do you want to save the regret until the final death of old age?

I took two steps forward, covered Poker's eyes with one hand, and pressed the back of his head with the other, just like what he did to me before, then leaned over to his head, and kissed him hard.

The touch on the lips is soft, and the bottom of the heart is also soft.

The author has something to say: Recently, the style of writing has become more romantic, mainly related to feelings. When I write, I always feel that I have a tiger in my heart, sniffing the rose lightly, and unconsciously become delicate. In fact, the relationship between Pingxie is very simple , never need to be too entangled, the only thing missing is clarity.After going through too many lives and deaths, other problems don't seem to be big problems.From now on, it will continue to change to the tone of the original work, and the emotions will be clear, so I won't describe it much.Thank you for your continued support ~ good night babies ~