It's a pity that after the initial severe pain has passed, although the pain is still convulsive, there is always a fluke thought, maybe it can be saved? Aren't there people on the battlefield who are injured in their organs, but they don't die in the end? Although there is little hope, there is always a glimmer of it.

What's more, a son-in-law like him is ruthless and cruel to others, but he is very gentle with himself, how can he be ruthless?

"Miss Xia, let's, let's discuss it, okay?" The guy's eyes followed Xia Xiaodong's figure and turned straight away: "You, you spare me, I sue you, who wants to harm you!" ”

"You mean, not you?" Xia Xiaodong turned his head to look at him, his big eyes widened a little wider, and he looked inexplicable.

"......" said that it was not himself, and it was unjustifiable no matter what: "I, I mean, also, and others!" ”

"Of course there are others," Xia Xiaodong walked to the front of the black cloth bag, rummaged through it, and found his shoes and put them on.

This windowless room is really luxurious, the ground is covered with thick carpet, although some places have been moth-eaten, but in general it is good, Xia Xiaodong was a little busy before, and he actually forgot his shoes.

"Help!" At such a moment of wearing shoes, the kneeling guy suddenly shouted at the top of his voice, and crawled to the door.

The people waiting outside had already heard some strange movements inside, and there were faint voices of men and women talking. Hehe, this is the son after he has fun, sneering and teasing the girl? Or pity the fragrance and coax her?

Sure enough, it's still a great child! A thorough understanding of a woman's mind. After this girl woke up, she actually talked to her son in a dignified manner! As a rule of thumb, when the girls were bullied, they had the opportunity to either shout and scream, and their sharp voices could pierce the roof; Either the silence is silent and heartbroken, as if he is about to die, where can he still talk well.

So after hearing the 'help', the first reaction of outsiders was, why did this woman's voice change so much? It took a long time to remember, as if it was ...... Seem...... Seems...... Possible...... Don't...... Unexpectedly...... It's Childe calling???

The people outside the door were stunned, and another short cry came, but this cry could not distinguish between men and women, as if it were the voice of a wounded beast when it was dying, painful, hoarse, and desperate.

Something went wrong!

Without thinking too much for a while, the man hurried to the door, and when he reached the door, his original instinct of greed for life and fear of death finally came into play - he stopped in front of the door.

At this time, there was silence inside, and even the vague voice that had been before was gone.

The man raised his hand and gouged out his ears with the long nails on his little finger, did he hear it wrong?

But with such silence, even a fool knows that something must be wrong. Something went wrong, and it's a big deal!

If the boy accidentally broke the girl or even killed her, then he should raise his voice and let himself in now. And there shouldn't have been a cry for help or anything like that.

In this way, it was Childe who had an accident!

The thought made the man almost want to run away. Childe has an accident, so he stays alone and continues to be cannon fodder.

However, ......, the possible consequences of escaping made the man have to continue to pin his feet to the ground.

If the girl resisted violently, or then waited for an opportunity to sneak up and hurt Childe - as for the possibility that Childe would die, this person refused to think about it, then she should rush out and flee.

Getting dressed?

Or is it a lose-lose situation? Yes, it should be a lose-lose situation! Childe is a big man, even if he is caught a few times, he will definitely not let that little girl's skin feel better!

Guys who think they're smart think they've thought it through.

So, he gently pushed the door open - maybe Childe suddenly didn't make a sound, because his face was scratched ugly and he was not happy, or maybe he was annoyed by the wolf crying out for help, and rushed in at once to ensure that he would not be angry.

As a qualified minion, it has become his habit to go deep into his bone marrow to figure out his master's mind anytime and anywhere.

The situation inside the door was something he had never expected.

Childe fell to the ground, his wrist twisted at a strange angle, apparently broken, and his neck ...... Also stepping on one foot.

No wonder I can't speak out. That was his last thought.

And the scene in front of him became the last scene he saw.

It may not be appropriate to say that it is the last scene, because then it is clear that a beautiful and calm face appears in his field of vision.

Xia Xiaodong retracted the foot that stepped on the neck of the boy's brother, remember to throw away this shoe, she reminded herself secretly, and then looked at the person who came in later.

The man had a dagger stuck in his neck.

Of course, it was the one in Xia Xiaodong's hand before.

Since equipping himself with two thin daggers, Xia Xiaodong has often done throwing exercises. She'd read a paper on the effects of different throwing styles on knives (this kind of thing has to be written in a paper...... ）。

In short, it is to throw it out with the handle of the throwing knife, or throw it backwards and throw it backwards, both of which have their own merits. That paper made an all-round and all-angle discussion of the strength of the throw, the angle, the chamfer of rotation, the accuracy of the hit, etc., which seemed quite interesting, and the partial Xia Xiaodong forgot the conclusion .......

However, judging from the practice, it is better to hold the handle psychologically - at least so that you don't have to worry about scratching your hands. I practiced it today, and the effect is not bad.

After all, the distance is still very close, and the Tonggong house is not very big, so the hit rate is naturally very high. That is, if the mission is not successful, when the person is startled by the flying knife, Xia Xiaodong is quite sure that he can be knocked down.

The actual situation is that under the effect of high concentration of adrenal hormones, Xia Xiaodong is extremely good in both judgment and throwing! The dagger that flew out was like a slow motion in Xia Xiaodong's eyes, flying, flying, and flying in the air...... Burst!

It was right in the middle of the man's neck.

So, the guy couldn't breathe.

The trachea was amputated, and of course it was breathless.

So, Xia Xiaodong and someone who was struggling to sit up and was trying to breathe, watched as the person with the throwing knife in his neck fell to the ground at once, and rolled over, scratching his neck in vain with both hands, but he no longer had the strength to pull out the dagger—in fact, pulling it out might not necessarily die faster.

The eyes were obviously out of focus, and after a few kicks of the legs, only a slight twitch remained, and the whole person gradually stopped moving.

It wasn't until he saw that the faces of the people on the ground were getting whiter and whiter, and finally turned into some kind of strange gray, that Xia Xiaodong turned his head sideways to look at the one who was still alive or not dead.

(To be continued.) )