[42] Light or dark

In the panic, I touched half of the brick with my right hand, and I didn't want to disappear, and then God seemed to understand my heart, and sent half of the brick to me, so that I could touch it on the verge of death.

With the last shred of strength to save my life, the brick in my hand slapped the other person's face.

The edges and corners of the bricks left a pit on the opponent's left cheek for the first time, and blood gushed out.

Like a demon, he let out a scream and suddenly opened his mouth to bite my neck.

I was so tightly held that I couldn't avoid it, and I screamed and shoved a brick into his mouth as I saw that I was about to be bitten on the neck.

Click.

A crisp sound sounded, and a corner was bitten off the half-cut brick.

He spat out the bricks in his mouth in anger, and I took the opportunity to take the brick and smashed it on his injured thumb.

The thumb was on my neck, and even my neck was cut with a deep hole, and the pain in my heart instantly radicalized my brain.

The man also held the injured finger that had been hit, let out a terrible scream, pushed me away, rolled over and got up.

I rolled around twice and crawled up with my neck clutched.

Looking at the man in the dark night holding his hands and shouting and turning in front of him, should he flee or stay to subdue him at this time?

The heart is hesitant.

The morning star in the distance slowly rose, and the dawn was about to come.

A bold thought suddenly arose in my heart to hold him back no matter what.

If I delay until dawn and see his face clearly, then even if I can't subdue him, I will gain something.

Anyway, I can't let him go now, if I let him leave now, then the wounds on my body will be in vain.

As long as the man is not fatally injured, the recovery of physical functions is very fast, and in less than half a minute, I feel that my strength has returned.

The half of the brick in his hand clenched tightly, holding his breath, I knew that the other party had also recovered, and he would definitely be the first to attack.

Sure enough, his mountain-like body suddenly got up and pounced, and he wanted to use his throat lock technique against me.

Now that he has killed me, once I am controlled by him again, he will definitely solve it quickly, and I will be killed in one or two moves.

The soldier has a one-hit killing move, and the soldier's fighting skills are more fierce than the policeman's, not to mention that my reminder is a little less than him, and he can completely put me to death with this blow.

He lunged and slammed into the door with a hammer-like fist, and if I couldn't dodge, he could finish the fight with one punch.

This punch smashed into the head, it can definitely smash people out of the concussion, making people go into shock instantly, and the distance between the two of us is 1.5 meters.

He rushed at the speed of a 100-meter sprint, his fist smashed like a meteor, and there was a faint sound of wind, but I didn't move, and my eyes watched his fist smash into my face.

Until, at the last second.

I bent down suddenly, grabbed his hand, and shoveled his supporting foot hard as I unloaded the force of his smash.

He was like a wall dug into the roots, and he stumbled and fell down on me.

I grabbed his hand, put my shoulder against his waist, and when he lost his center of gravity, I carried him with a move of four or two thousand pounds, and slammed into a mango tree next to him.

He weighed more than 200 pounds, of course I couldn't carry him for too long, but in just a dozen seconds, I could.

In ten seconds, I had carried him three times on the root of the mango tree.

After three blows, I threw him under the mango tree, and then quickly dodged away, fleeing from his attack.

This tall man probably never dreamed that he would be cross-legged by someone much shorter than him.

In terms of size, speed, and even martial arts, he was much better than me.

But at the critical moment, I caught his weakness.

That is impulsiveness and anger, if a person is under a violent rage, it is easy to lose the ability to think, and a person who loses the ability to think can easily despise his opponent.

Once you despise your opponent, your shortcomings will be exposed, and if you expose your shortcomings, you will be defeated by your opponent, and that is also a matter of high probability.

As I pushed away, he held on to the mango tree and tried to stand up.

Seeing him struggling to get up, I didn't want to give him a chance to fight back, so I didn't think anything and jumped straight over.

The brick in his hand slammed into his head: "Get down, if you don't want to die, lie down obediently for me." ”

The brick hit me on the head like a stone, and after three or four blows I smashed him to the ground, and I threw away the bloody brick in my hand and felt for the handcuffs.

While he is no longer able to resist, I will first trap him in handcuffs, otherwise the opportunity will not come again, and it will be difficult to take him again.

Two thick hands, handcuffed together, after cuffing him, I took out my phone, now, it's time to call for help.

After more than an hour of desperate struggle, the demon was finally trapped.

I believe that he has absolutely something to do with the disappearance of the children, and if he is caught, it will be of great help to the disappearance.

If the missing case is solved and those parents are helped to find their children, how many broken families can be reunited again, it is exciting to think about.

I pressed my phone, flipped to Yang Ziguang's phone, and was about to dial, but the guy in the back suddenly pounced, wrapped the handcuffs in his hands around my neck from behind, screamed frantically, strangled my neck, and dragged me back.

My phone fell to the ground, the cold handcuffs were strangled around my neck, probably having stuck my trachea, my breathing was instantly blocked, and a black cloud was enveloped in front of me.

I couldn't resist any longer, I was going to faint, and at that moment, the beast laughed wildly and bit me from behind.

The pain in my heart came from my ears, and in an instant, my whole body stimulated my drowsy brain, making me, who was about to be strangled unconscious, awake in an instant.

The crisp, broken ear bones sounded so clear to me.

He bit my left ear and, without even hesitation, bit it off.

He was still roaring, laughing wildly, right next to my ear, like laughter coming from the Nine Hells.

It's a life-threatening laugh, it's a dance of black and white, it's a movement that you will never forget.

My bitten ear had gone numb, but the blood that came out was hot, rolling around my neck and even drowning the handcuffed chains......

But in his frenzy, he stuck out his tongue.

The tongue slowly licked through the broken opening of my ear, I don't know what it was, and when it licked my wound, it was like brushing through it.

Some people say that the tongue of a wild beast is rough, and the tongue of a tiger and leopard is as sharp as a knife.

The tongue that was licking on my wound at this time was the tongue of a demon, and he licked it back and forth, like a man with a wire brush, brushing my wound fiercely.

I let out a heart-rending scream, which sounded at the entrance of the village, causing the dogs in the village to bark one after another......

It was a pain worse than death, and in that second, I even wished he had killed me.

But he seemed to be torturing me on purpose, and even the hand around my neck was loosened a lot.

He was probably afraid of strangling me, and if I was strangled, he wouldn't be able to torture me like this, and he was going to torture me to death, and after licking my wounds a dozen times, he turned his gaze to my eyes.

Looking at the devilish smile on the corner of his mouth, I knew he was going to gouge out my eyes, gouge out my nose, and even rip out my tongue.

I'll be tortured to death by him, but who can blame for that?

When I was in the criminal investigation school, the instructor emphasized countless times that when the criminal was handcuffed, he must be handcuffed with his backhand, otherwise, there will be endless trouble.

Today, I encountered this trouble, but I was out of luck, he stuck out his teeth and gouged into my eyes, and suddenly his feet were empty, and they both fell down at the same time!

Pit.

It was definitely a pit, yes, we fell into the pit, and during the fight, we both fell into a dung pit in the wild.

In the countryside of Nishikawa City, this kind of soil pit can be seen everywhere in the corner of the field.

There are no rules for this kind of dirt pit.

Many people just dig a pit and store farm manure in it, and sometimes it is used as a toilet by passers-by.

The pit we fell into happened to have the function of a toilet.

Because there are two huge cement prefabricated slabs parallel to the manure pit, each weighing hundreds of kilograms, and in the middle of the cement prefabricated slabs, a gap of about ten centimeters wide is left for people to excrete.

To put it bluntly, this is a rudimentary version of the squatting pit toilet, but unfortunately there is no shelter on the toilet, and we didn't pay attention to our feet when we scuffled in the dark night, so we both fell off.

No, I should have fallen off on my own.

And the beastly madman, because of his huge size, was stuck in the prefabricated cement slab, and only one foot was hanging underneath.

Once again, death spared me, but, ironically, the god of fate did not favor me.

I wasn't killed by that madman, but I was no better off than dead if I fell into a dung pit.

I don't know how deep the pit is, I just feel the madman's foot swinging above my head, just enough to reach out.

Without much thought, I grabbed his ankle and twisted it out of place with a click.

I thought that this would limit his mobility, but I thought too much.

I took things too simply, and when I sprained his ankle, he didn't even snort and dragged his foot back very calmly.

Then there was a crisp sound from above, and it sounded like he had reset his foot on his own.

This proves that this person is from a military background, and the method of twisting the ankle out of place is generally used by soldiers and police to subdue gangsters and make the opponent lose the ability to resist instantly.