The two men in black opened their fingers and grabbed Roy. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info one of them is short and fat, with thin ends and thick middle, like a sweet potato stuffed into black stockings. The other companion is thin and has a well-proportioned figure, but he is shorter than his companion, which should be more appropriate to compare to a cucumber.

A hint of surprise flashed in Roy's eyes, and then he didn't hesitate to choose the sweet potato that seemed more powerful and difficult to deal with, and rushed over with all his strength!

With a thud, the man was knocked to the ground by Roy, his stubby hand clawing in the air, touching nothing but air.

Roy jumped to her feet, her sharp heels slamming on the sweet potato's soft belly, but just as she was about to run over the sweet potato to the exit, the cucumber's hand grabbed her thick hair tightly and pulled it back.

Roy fell to the cucumber as if he were good, and the moment he hit the cucumber's chest, he kicked violently, and his body immediately rushed upward, and his hard head hit the cucumber's nose hard. Her scalp suddenly became hot, and the thin nosebleed from the other party even penetrated the thick face covering.

The cucumber screamed in pain, and subconsciously let go of his hands to cover his nose in excruciating pain. Also screaming bitterly is the sweet potato. Roy was on his belly the whole time. Roy didn't fight with them either, and used her feet to make the sweet potato-kun let out a final high-pitched scream, closing a powerful ending to the screaming aria, and she herself jumped to the ground and ran wildly towards the exit of the path.

The four men in black gave hot pursuit.

Roy shook off his obstructive heels and his delicate little feet ran on the brick and stone pavement, tickled a little by the fine dust and gravel. Roy, who was already used to walking barefoot in the asylum, was somewhat surprised, but it didn't affect her performance at all.

But her speed was inevitably getting slower and slower.

"Whew."

Roy's eyes are full of stars. The chest is too tight.

The straps on her chest were also behind her back, and she tried to reach for them, but she almost tripped over the hem of her skirt.

Come on. A little faster. Just put a little more distance and have time to shake off the two burdens of the outer skirt and the corset.

Roy was dizzy, and the ground slanted to the left and to the right. The exit of the tree-lined trail is just around the corner. Keep it up!

By the time she saw someone scurrying out from behind the sculpture at the exit of the pathway, it was too late.

A few people from behind quickly rushed over, and the five of them went up together, and finally pressed Roy, who was desperately struggling, on the angel sculpture.

The dancing angel hurt Roy, but Roy didn't say a word. It's not just that a man in black tied her mouth with strips of cloth.

She wanted to figure out what these people were trying to do!

Staring at Roy's eyes that may have been terrified, but never flinched, the people in black were a little cringe. They looked at each other, and one of them took the syringe and vial out of his pocket, took enough medicine and gave it to the other, who tentatively reached out to Roy's arm.

Roy didn't move, taking advantage of the man's reassurance, he bent down to give her a needle, and she found the right time to fly up and hit the most sensitive part of the man.

"Whew!"

The poor fellow suddenly bowed into a shrimp.

Naturally, the needle tube dragged its hand and fell to the ground. Although it is plastic and does not break, the needle is contaminated.

The four men in black, who were still healthy, looked at each other. The man who provided the syringe and the vial shook his head.

Suddenly, a man in black seemed to suddenly become annoyed and slapped Roy in the face. Roy's head tilted to the side like a sandbag, slamming into the marble statue behind him, and with the lack of breath from his chest binding, he nearly passed out.

During that brief moment of unconsciousness, Roy felt as if the other men in black were holding them back, as if they shouldn't have done it.

But the man shook off the latter nonchalantly. When Roy's brain stopped buzzing, the five of them had reached an agreement silently, and one of them pinched his throat and warned Roy in a voice that couldn't hear the original voice at all: "Be obedient and obedient, I won't let you suffer." ”

Roy swallowed and nodded slowly.

Seven or eight hands wrapped in black gloves reached out to Roy. They were cautious at first, but after discovering that Roy was indeed motionless, they suddenly became bold. The dude who was kicked in the key part by Roy was the most aggressive, tearing Roy's skirt open.

Roy stood quietly, like a puppet, at their mercy. There are actually quite a few people living in the Wei Garden, but it is so big that the courtyard is always quiet.

Moreover, since they dared to come out in broad daylight, how could they not clear the scene in advance.

The two who were holding Roy's hands and necks couldn't help but be distracted. One of the men in black seemed to find Roy's corset in the way, and ripped off the straps behind Roy's back.

Fresh air rushed into Roy's lungs.

Roy allowed them to uncorset their corsets, and cooperatively raised his arms so that they could take off their corsets.

At the moment when the corset was about to slide to her wrist, she suddenly parted her two fingers and slammed into the eyes of the person in front of her.

The man's eyeballs were punctured by fine nails. The one who was recruited screamed louder than the old man who was attacked just now. The other men in black were not mentally prepared in the slightest, and although they reacted quickly, they inevitably slowed down.

But Roy didn't! With her other hand, she grabbed the corset that was right next to her, and with a sudden force, she slammed it into the head of the other man in black.

Corsets are very stiff.

The man in black didn't say a word, rolled his eyes and fell directly to the ground.

In an instant, the front of me suddenly opened up. Roy didn't want to think about it, and the girl ran away!

The hems of the outer skirt and petticoat were torn open, and no matter how long the skirt was, it couldn't stumble her legs!

Someone stopped and hugged Roy again!

Without waiting for the other party to make follow-up movements, Roy grabbed the man's collar and rushed forward, the knuckles of the index finger and middle finger hit the man's throat, and the opponent knelt without much effort.

After eight years in an insane asylum, she had learned more than one trick in this kind of self-defense technique.

Kicking the guy in her way, Roy lunged out like an off-string arrow before anyone else could catch her.

But where is she going?

Roy doesn't know either. This direction is actually a departure from the big house where my father was. She had to find a way to get back to her father as soon as possible, it would be safest!

There is a hut in front of it that is used to store miscellaneous items, but unfortunately it is locked. Roy crossed the hut without touching his feet, and the path under his feet suddenly branched. Pond water suddenly appeared behind the hut. It turned out that the pond was blocked by nearby trees.

It was also obscured by the woods and the hut, so that what she only saw now was a personal maid close at hand!

Roy crashed into it without slowing down.

Poof!