"Could it be that you're already awake?" The boy whispered to himself, then reached over, groped through the black cloth bag, and said happily: "Miss Xia, are you awake?" If you wake up, don't pretend. Oh, by the way, Miss Xia's name is too raw. Is my brother calling more affectionately? How do you call it good? Natsu-chan? Xiaodong? Dong'er? Dongdong? It seems that it is better to listen to Dongdong. ”

"Huh? This is...... Foot?! The shoes were returned ......"

Xia Xiaodong used all the strength of his body, gritted his teeth, and held his breath in his chest fiercely, so that he could not hold back and continue to pretend to be dizzy.

This dead pervert actually held one foot through the cloth bag and kept touching it.

Xia Xiaodong has never wished that his feet were smelly.

It seemed like a century had passed, and the man finally let go of that foot.

"I'm really dizzy." There seemed to be a little disappointment in his voice: "Made, it's not so fun to be soft." Forget it, let's get people out first. ”

Probably considering that the lying position would be difficult to get out of the cloth bag, this guy, who was estimated to be a certain younger brother of Ning Twenty-six, actually took the trouble to help Xia Xiaodong into a sitting posture first, and then opened the mouth of the bag on the top.

The girl inside leaned against the wall and did not move, her hair naturally scattered, draped down to cover most of her face, and the eye that could be seen was tightly closed, and her long eyelashes cast an arc of shadows on her cheeks. The eyelashes fluttered slightly, as if they were about to wake up.

Wow, don't be too sultry! It's the best state of being awake but not waking up! When I think of turning back, when this girl wakes up completely, she will find that she is not being pressed under herself, and this person can't stop!

"Tsk, no wonder Twenty-six is tempting." A hand reached over, eagerly brushed away his hair, and glanced at the tender face like a freshly peeled egg, and then he impatiently leaned over, pushing down the black cloth bag piled up on his shoulder, trying to take Xia Xiaodong out of it, and a stinky mouth wanted to arch between his cheeks, shoulders and neck.

However, ......, seeing that his mouth was only an inch away from the snow-white and moist skin, and he could even smell the fragrance peculiar to the virgin, his movements stopped stiffly, covered his lower abdomen with one hand, and his throat rattled, and slowly raised his head a few inches in disbelief and looked over.

The eyes in front of him have been opened, black and white.

These eyes, dark and clear, can be bright, can convey affection, of course, can also be flattering like silk, but at this time it is sparkling, but only cold.

The man subconsciously opened his mouth, but before he could scream, something was stuffed into his mouth, and he forcibly blocked the cry, and as a result, he could only make a muffled muffled sound through his nose.

When the people outside the door of the secret room heard this voice, they smiled unconsciously and showed a lewd look on their faces. It seems that Childe has already succeeded, and he is having fun! Thinking so, he walked away a few more steps, lest he hear such movements, and his heart became more and more anxious.

The people in the room were like falling into an ice cave, struggling to take two steps back, only to feel a sharp pain in the abdomen, and their hands and feet were weak, and when they looked down, there was a dagger in their lower abdomen, and only a short handle was outside. When I raised my head again, I saw an increasingly cold scene: the Xia girl had stood up and lifted her legs from the black cloth bag...... It's out!

Where did the dagger come from? Why didn't this girl faint? The man took two more steps back, only to feel the rapid loss of strength in his body, trembling as he tried to raise his hand and take away the gagged thing.

The hand was only halfway raised, and it was smashed at the position of the Qu Chi, and it hung down softly when it landed.

Xia Xiaodong looked at the guy in front of him who didn't know whether it was cold sweat or false sweat, and sure enough, he was three or two points similar to Ning Junwu, and he was actually wearing the color of a eunuch's clothes.

It just looks pale, there is a knife on the stomach, and the overall image is not very good.

There is actually a roll of rope at this person's feet, which seems to have been originally prepared for Xia Xiaodong.

Xia Xiaodong hooked and picked up the rope with his toes, and grabbed the rope in his hand.

"Hmm, hmm......" This boy brother is quite good at doing it, and he knelt down directly with a poof, and he couldn't stand it anyway, so he just begged for mercy.

It hurt so much that the whole face was crooked, and the flattery it made was really ugly.

Xia Xiaodong walked up to him quietly, squatted down, wrapped the rope around his right forearm, and tightened it.

If you want to tie it, you also tie two hands together, what does it mean that this one is wrapped around one hand? Although his face is getting whiter and his stomach is throbbing, he still can't help but feel extreme fear of the unknown.

It's not going to be a good thing!

The man's eyes were wide open, and he didn't even think of struggling, but let out a low whining sound, like a lost dog.

"I'm going to cut off your hand." Xia Xiaodong told him very calmly: "Entangle it first, and then cut it later, in this way, because the blood is blocked, you won't get blood everywhere." ”

If it is not entangled, the arterial blood will not flow, but sneer.

The hands are gone, who would consider bleeding? In a hurry, the man actually had an idea, and found that his arm was no longer sore, so he quickly reached out and pulled out the thing in his mouth.

This time, Xia Xiaodong didn't stop it, judging from this person's injury and mental state, there was no threat. Besides, it's up to him to get people from outside in.

The boy coughed a few times, and begged: "Auntie, girl, let me go, I, I will give you all the money." Yes, yes, yes, tens of thousands of taels. ”

Xia Xiaodong looked at his stomach strangely and asked him very sincerely, "Do you think you can still live?" ”

“……”

People are dying, can't they give a little hope?

"Abdominal injuries are the slowest to die." Xia Xiaodong patiently explained to him: "I thought about it for a long time, and deliberately chose this place, one is convenient, it happens that this position is at hand, and the other is to let you die slowly." ”

"After all, life is too short, and it's a moment to live one more time."

Xia Xiaodong stretched out his left hand and tried the sharpness on the other dagger he held in his right hand, looking dissatisfied.

"Hmm, there are two bones in the forearm, the ulna is better, the radius is thicker and harder, this dagger may not be able to cut off......" Xia Xiaodong muttered to himself softly, looking around, as if looking for a more convenient tool: "Why don't you cut less?" It's easy to cut through the seam of the wrist bone......"

The man only listened to the creep, looked at his right hand, which had become purple after being entangled, and then looked at the handle of the knife on his stomach, and wanted to simply stab the knife deeper, or pull it out and stab it on the vital point, in short, he died quickly.

(To be continued.) )