Chapter 314 A Dollar for Help

"Click, click, click......" In a luxurious bedroom, there was a faint jagged sound. A young girl in a simple dress squatted by the window and tugged at a zipper. That's where the sound comes from.

The girl tied her hair and pulled hard in her hands, while a pair of ink-like eyes looked nervously at the door, her ears pricked up, paying attention to the sounds outside. The tip of the nose, which is as delicate as a lotus, gently slides down a string of sweat beads.

Her little white hands were already sore, but she didn't give up, stopped to wipe her sweat, and continued to see. The palm of his hand reached the tiger's mouth, and a deep red mark was made. However, she could no longer feel the pain, and her slender arms did not stop for a second.

The emperor lived up to his wishes, and the hard sandalwood finally sawed a hole, and a small hole appeared where the tempered glass was connected. The girl was overjoyed, as if she saw a glimmer of light in the darkness, and the speed of her hand sped up a little. The sound of clattering and clattering is also a few points. The joy made her forget that she was in danger. With such a loud noise, you will expose yourself.

Fortunately, the guards locked her here and went out. I don't know what the matter is, I haven't been back for hours.

However, after a while, the sound of the click changed sharply, turning into a shrill click. The shrill voice startled the girl. She quickly stopped, came to the door, and put her ear to the door to listen.

Outside the door, two subtle voices came: "Sixth, bet you lost, tonight will be mine." "The voice is very familiar, one of the officially guarded ones. The voice was full of smug lewdness, and the sound of footsteps gradually approached.

The girl was startled, and hurriedly ran to the window, where she saw that there was only a small hole where the sawing had been sawed. Underneath the sandalwood, there is a hard aluminum alloy. This alloy metal is impossible to sawn with a zipper of clothes.

"What should I do?" The girl panicked and was in a state of confusion. Finally waited for this opportunity, did you miss it?

The girl didn't have time to hear the meaning of the words, but she was anxious about the opportunity to take measures, and she didn't realize that the moment was extremely dangerous. The footsteps of a demon are approaching.

The girl looked around, and suddenly, she saw a notebook on the bedside table, and a pen was placed on it. The girl's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly rushed over, tore off a piece of paper and wrote a line of words: "Good Samaritans passing by, please help me, I was imprisoned here by bad people." When he finished writing, he tore off the paper, rolled it into a stick, and hurried back to the window.

However, after taking a few steps, I felt that it was inappropriate. I've seen similar reports on the news before, where imprisoned people throw notes out of their windows asking for help, but no one pays attention. Because when you see a lump of paper on the road, five out of ten people will treat it as garbage. This method of calling for help has not worked.

There is only one chance, and time is running out. The girl thought for a moment, crumpled the note into a ball and threw it away, then pulled out her wallet and found it. However, when I opened the wallet, I found that there was not a penny of cash in it. The girl then remembered that she forgot to bring cash because she was in a hurry to go out. There are only a few bank cards, as well as identity documents. However, a small hole of a few millimeters cannot be plugged out. Only in the place where the photo is mounted, there is a heart stacked with a dollar. This is when I am bored in class, I put it in by stacking and playing.

A dollar, although not as eye-catching as a red-headed banknote, but at this time I can't care so much, I opened my heart at the moment, picked up the pen and prepared to write a message for help. However, at this moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps at the staircase, and I don't know when, someone had already walked up.

The girl was startled, and forgot all her pleading and sympathetic pleas for help, and before she had time to think about it, she quickly wrote help, rolled up the paper coin, and stuffed it out of the hole.

"Click-" The door opened, and the girl hurriedly pulled the curtain over to cover the hole. A red-headed killer Matt walked in. The corners of his mouth hung with a smug arc. When I entered the door, I saw the girl staying by the window, and I was stunned for a moment, "What are you doing?" The girl still has a pen in her hand.

The girl was afraid that the matter would be revealed, so she looked at the pen in her hand and hurriedly covered it up: "I...... I...... I'm writing a suicide note, and if you don't let me go, I'll kill myself. She held the pen tightly and subconsciously placed it in front of her neck.

Ever since he was brought here by those two inexplicable people, he has been under house arrest. The people here seemed to be very afraid of those two, and they had always been very respectful to themselves, and they brought good food and drink every day, except that they were not allowed to leave the room, and everything was fine. In a hurry, the girl used this reason to prevaricate.

This time, however, she was wrong. The deterrent effect of those two people has failed, and the red hair came this time with bad intentions.

"Okay, I'll let you go." With a lewd smile on the corner of the red hair's mouth, he slowly walked towards the girl.

On the coastal road, not a few steps from the port, Zhang Shun did not take a taxi, but chose to walk. When he walked downstairs to a row of palatial villas, he was suddenly hit on the head by something. It's light, but you can still feel it. Zhang Shun was thinking about the problem, thinking that it was a leaf, so he ignored it and continued to walk forward.

However, after taking a step, I suddenly realized that something was wrong and glanced back. I saw a paper coin rolled into a thin slip on the ground, judging from the color, it was a dollar. Zhang Shun smiled and shook his head, who is so willful, taking money and smashing people.

Subconsciously looked upstairs, and suddenly, by the window, a familiar shadow came into view. Although it is only a back, it is extremely certain.

His gaze was fixed, looking at the back. Yellow and white striped dress, black hair falling vertically, hanging straight to the waist.

Zhang Shun hurriedly spread out his spiritual power and probed in.

"You, don't come here, take another step forward and I'll really kill myself." The girl was terrified, and the tip of the pen had already poked into the delicate skin. No one would have doubted that the sharp tip of the pen would effortlessly break through her skin.

However, the red hair on the other side ignored the threat, and with a wave of his hand, an invisible force came out, trying to snatch the pen from the girl's hand. However, when the telekinesis touched the girl's body, it was blocked by an invisible wall. On the girl's body, a pale yellow mask suddenly appeared.

Elemental Shield! The red hair was taken aback, and hurriedly took three steps back, a pair of eyes as if they were about to burst out of the skinny eye sockets. The defensive shield is a skill that can only be comprehended by third-level abilities, could it be that this girl in front of her has been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!!

The girl was also surprised by this change, and even she did not know where this pale yellow mask came from. Could it be a bracelet! The girl lifted her slender wrist and looked at the delicate bracelet on it. When Zhang Shun sent her, he vaguely mentioned that it was not ordinary. It's just that my mind wasn't here at the time, and I didn't remember it too clearly.

When the red hair was surprised, "Tom! A loud bang came from the front door, and the whole room seemed to shake.