Si Yechen knelt on one knee and lowered his head to cover his lower abdomen, this dagger was left over from the past World War II, produced in Switzerland, extremely sharp, and pierced deep into the lower abdomen. Red blood poured out from between his fingers, staining the ground red.

Ye Miaomiao didn't go to see Si Yechen, and she didn't want to try to kill this demon again, she stabbed him in the lower abdomen with a knife just now, consuming all her strength and courage.

Si Yechen lowered his head and pressed the wound in his abdomen hard, not daring to pull out the dagger easily, he thought of everything, but he didn't think of an oversight, thinking that he had conquered this little wild cat, but she took the opportunity to take away the dagger in her hand, and in turn injured him, and it hurt him so badly.

Fortunately, he noticed it early, and his keen reaction knocked Ye Miaomiao out of the first place, and the dagger should not have pierced into the internal organs.

Ye Miaomiao gritted her teeth, blood kept oozing from her lips, and the two wounds that had just been bandaged were cracked, and the blood oozed out and stained the bandages. She felt a sharp pain in her head, the demonic man's strength was too great, and he punched her in the arm, and now she didn't dare to move in one arm.

Her mind was also dizzy, she had just been knocked out by the demon, her head hit the wall, and after the pain, she now felt a little unconscious.

She can't pass out here, never!

When the demon man tortured her just now, he took off the clothes on his upper body, and there was a white shirt on the ground that the demon man casually threw down, she picked it up and put it on her body, she didn't dare to stay longer, and walked towards the window by holding on to the wall.

"Puff ......"

Falling to the ground again, Ye Miaomiao felt blood gushing out of the wound, and the blood quickly dyed the white shirt on her body red. The pain in her arm was so severe that it twitched, but the pain in her back was not so obvious, her arm seemed to be broken, and she couldn't use her strength softly, and she leaned against the wall to the window.

The kidnapping is still the kidnapping, the demon man is still him, but she is not the last time she was tied up, leaving the fish and meat Ye Miaomiao.

"Little wild cat, you still want to run away if you hurt me!"

A demon man came from behind him and spit out a few words from between his teeth, and the cold voice made Ye Miaomiao feel cold, the knife pierced so hard just now, hasn't he been able to kill this demon?

"Demon, I'm not your plaything, and I'm not your toy...... You devil...... I am not ...... by me Did it hurt? ”

"Hiss......"

Si Yechen gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain, reached out and grabbed a cushion on the sofa, pressed it the wound, groped with his hand on the ground, as if he had touched something, and a bright light lit up in his hand.

Ye Miaomiao suddenly thought that there shouldn't be only a demon man here, but also his subordinates, the demon only needed a phone call, and those bastards who kidnapped her would rush here.

"Kitten, the claws are very sharp, but you don't want to escape my palm!"

Si Yechen's voice revealed weakness and slight weakness, staring at Ye Miaomiao coldly, he couldn't imagine that her hand was ruthless enough to almost kill him. It would be a big joke if it was known that the famous Night Demon was almost killed by a college student!

With the faint light of the mobile phone, there was a dagger on the ground to cut Ye Miaomiao's clothes, he reached out and picked it up, tied it to his waist with difficulty, and then strangled the sofa cushion in the lower abdomen.

Ye Miaomiao staggered to the window with difficulty, and reached out to push the window open.

"Click......"

A slight voice sounded behind her, and she didn't bother to look back, although she really wanted to go back and stun the demon man with some heavy and hard object. But now she climbed to the window and broke out in a cold sweat, almost fainting from the pain, and she didn't have the strength to go back to deal with the demon.

Si Yechen leaned back on the sofa and pressed the wound with one hand, which would stop the blood from flowing out more.

"I don't want to die and crawl back for me, or I don't mind breaking your leg first and then dragging you back!"

Ye Miaomiao bit the tip of her tongue hard, and the sharp pain spread from the tip of her tongue, she suddenly became much more sober, and reached out to wipe the corner of her lips. Looking back slightly, she saw that the demon man seemed to be holding something in his hand by the moonlight shining in through the window and the lights in the distance.

The side face of the demon in the night is perfect silhouette, like a Greek sculpture, so tough and handsome, but it's a pity that no matter how handsome he is, the essence is also an extremely perverted demon!

Ye Miaomiao struggled to stand up on the windowsill, stretched out her hand and pulled the window hard to climb up the windowsill, because the wound on her body was in sharp pain, and the blood instantly soaked through the white shirt on her body and turned red!

Cold sweat and rain flowed down her body, and the sweat entered the wound, burning and painful.

Si Yechen raised his head slightly and looked at Ye Miaomiao, this little wild cat who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, did he know what he was holding in his hand?

His white shirt, worn on her body and hanging down below her thighs, loosely concealed her delicate and beautiful curves, and a pair of slender jade white arms, trembling and about to fall at any time.

Blood poured out along the corners of her lips, her lips were tightly pursed together, with a somewhat stubborn and arrogant arc, Si Yechen's hand holding the pistol suddenly hesitated, is it to kill her? Or break her legs?

Ye Miaomiao felt that her arm was shaking and unsteady, and she tried her best to use all her strength to climb onto the windowsill.

A wisp of breeze blew in through the crack in the window, Ye Miaomiao lay on the windowsill, gasping heavily, her mouth full of bloody red, salty taste, it was the smell of her blood. The white shirt on her body was soaked with sweat and stuck to her body wet.

"You dare, little kitten, come back to me!"

Ye Miaomiao raised her hand slightly and waved it at the demon man behind her: "Take care of your own dog's life, I hope you will never see it again!" ”

"Dare to escape, I'll break your dog's leg first!"

Si Yechen's gaze fell on Ye Miaomiao's slender and slender arm, seeing the deep spring light exposed by her hard climb onto the windowsill, her heartbeat suddenly stopped, he sneered, would he be soft-hearted towards her?

He has killed too many people over the years, and his heart has long been as cold and hard as the stones on the snowy mountain, why would he be soft on her?

Ye Miaomiao heard what seemed to be a voice in the distance, and hurriedly turned over and climbed onto the windowsill.

Si Yechen raised his hand, cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and his hand holding the gun was very stable when he was half-kneeling on the ground.

One hand covered the lower abdomen gushing out of blood, and the other hand held the gun in his hand, no matter how serious the injury was, every time he held the gun, his hand would be dry and stable, and he hooked the trigger and shot at Ye Miaomiao.

"Bang ......"

A wisp of gunpowder smoke was faintly barely visible, Si Yechen's body shook slightly, and his hand immediately fell to support the ground.

Ye Miaomiao fell from the windowsill like a rag bag.