The pale face, the broad lips of the big man under his hand have begun to turn purple, the eyes are wide but only the pupils that can no longer be seen in the whites of the eyes, and the face on the other side of the ground is full of blood, and the coagulated blood covers the whole half of the big man's face like a mask, and the man can vaguely recognize it by the thick eyebrows and big eyes of the only remaining half of the face, this is his companion. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Jie?" shouted softly, a gust of wind blew in the deep courtyard, the man only felt a chill behind him, the man was stunned and waited for a while, of course, there was no response in his ears except for the noisy wind.

His fingers began to tremble unobeyedly, and the man touched the blood stains on the big man's face, the bad texture, the coagulated blood became extraordinarily rough, covering the original skin on it, and feeling the temperature on his skin fade little by little under his hands, but his body temperature failed to warm him for half a minute.

His lips trembled, and the man's throat choked, not because of crying, there was not the slightest tear in his eyes at all, but there was no sound between his trembling lips.

As if even his teeth were trembling, the man didn't believe the facts in front of him, he wanted to call Jie's name again, but unfortunately the deep voice was drowned out by the faint sound of the wind in his ears before it could be heard.

Stunned, he finally came back to his senses, the man lowered his head and turned the body over completely, only to see the big man's broad abdomen, a slender knife mark and a bloody line slid through the abdominal muscles, and fell straight to the right.

The crooked blood stains on the ground are......

Tie Qing looked back with a blue face, the man couldn't believe his thoughts, along the road this long line of blood meandered, countless traces of blood stained on the floor, these were all from his own companions.

"Hey. Standing stunned for a long time, his eyes were full of clouds, the man's heart had already turned over and rained, and after standing for a long time, his trembling lips finally held back a syllable.

His throat was dry, and his voice was hoarse, mixed with the rustling of leaves, and even the man himself couldn't tell which was his own voice.

Only the sound of the fluttering wind answered him, there was no sound of any living person, the man gritted his teeth, looked at the corpse at his feet, and wanted not to meet the big man's terrifying eyes, the man bent over, bowed his head slightly, and turned him over with his hand.

In the place where he turned his back, the marks of a large road being cut appeared in front of him, obviously he didn't want to pay attention, but the man's eyes still involuntarily drifted there, in the dark night, the inside of the wound was as dark as this night, but the man could clearly see that the overflowing thing inside was dragged to the ground for a long time.

"It's, it's fake...... "The man gasped, the man looked at the wide open wound on the big man's corpse, the cut muscles were arranged in a jagged pattern on both sides of the wound, and the person who started it was obviously not prepared to leave him alive.

But that's right, who would put the enemy in such a life-and-death scene. Tie blushed, and the man thought.

The cut wound was like a pouring mouth that kept spitting out, so that he couldn't help but think back to the unknown objects that fell to the ground along the bloodstains, and the feeling of stepping on it in an instant, the more he thought about the man, the more he felt the temperature around him drop.

Brushed the wound on the corpse with his hand, the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, and accurately stabbed the blade on the position of his right abdomen, which happened to be the position of the liver, and the severe pain would make people lose their voice for a moment, and they couldn't even shout, and then pulled the handle down like this in the direction, together with the internal organs, everything was messed up badly, and in a few seconds, the person was completely hopeless.

It's really a subtle technique, and when I think about it, the person who started it should be a murderer, at least, a killer who knows how to kill a person quietly.

The cold air gradually stained his back, a few drops of cold sweat slipped down his forehead, the man shook his head, his hand involuntarily clenched the handle of the gun again, he really didn't want to go deeper, and the man forced himself to turn his attention elsewhere.

The surrounding trees stopped in the gust of wind, and the faint wind god in his ears finally stopped, the man raised his head, his back was soaked with sweat unconsciously, and turned back, unlike the old man's courtyard, there were only tall banyan trees standing in this courtyard, there were no yellow petals, only green leaves.

Swinging his head, the man only felt that something was not quite right, and paused, the corpse under his feet was still slowly decomposing in the air, but the smell of blood in the air had long been accustomed to.

What's wrong?

The hand that touched the corpse was stained with coagulated blood, and the rough texture made the man begin to wonder if it was him, the dark courtyard, so quiet that he could only hear Xia Chan's voice.

Wait a minute......

What about the other two idiots?

There was a chill from the gun in his hand, and the man reacted instantly, looking around, the sky was dark, the shadows of the trees were dense, and there was no shadow of those two people in the entire wide courtyard.

"Hey. "Won't you...... The man unconsciously clenched his fists and shouted twice, but no one answered. "You ......"

If you look closely, next to each tree trunk and under every branch, there is not a trace of human figure at all.

Don't...... Before the man could think about it, a thought had already popped into his head.

Did the woman do it to them?

The corpse rested quietly at its feet, the wound opening wantonly, revealing the human bones within.

Cold Season turned the dagger in his hand, and the sharp blade slid through the air and returned to Cold Season's hand. Sitting on the half-height steps of the house, his left leg on top of his right leg, Leaning over his body and supporting his cheeks, he watched the three figures walk along the blood stains from the window not far away.

Dahan's pistol had already been taken out by her, and she played with it in her hand for a while, carefully observing the bullet holes twice, and feeling that this gun was not the same model as the one in her hand in the cold season.

This is very troublesome, Leng Ji pouted, this is a pistol, she doesn't dare to overestimate her marksmanship.

Thinking about it, there was a conversation between them in his ears, and Leng Ji saw that they were about to walk through the window, and the action of playing with the knife in his hand paused, and his left hand picked up a piece of mud from the ground, which was just a little angular, the size of a fist.

Leng Ji squinted, looked at the back of the head of the person standing at the end of the three, judged the time slightly, aligned, and threw it over.

The moment the stone broke out of his palm, Leng Ji stood up decisively and quickly walked to the bottom of the collapsed stairs next to him, the wide floor slab with exposed steel bars just enough to cover Leng Ji's thin body.