The weekend naturally knew that the white ghost couldn't trust himself and wanted to use himself as a hostage, but it was already a good result to be able to replace Qi Baobao.

"Baby, go back to your room and sleep." When he walked towards the white ghost on the weekend, Qi Baobao suddenly hugged him from behind, and the weekend paused and said something like this, "Don't worry, I won't die." ”

"I don't!" Although she is very jealous of her daughter on the weekend, at this life-and-death juncture, it is impossible for her to continue to be jealous and ignore the weekend, right? The comforting words on the weekend are good, but how can Qi Baobao really not worry? She planned that she couldn't let go, that she was going to die, and that she wanted to be with the weekend.

"Let go!" Holding Qi Baobao's little hand in his arms, he tried to break it off, but Qi Baobao hugged him very tightly, and the two hands holding Zhou Zhou from behind Zhou Zhou were obviously very snow-white and weak, but at the critical moment, they were so powerful.

"I don't!" Qi Baobao lay on the weekend's back and shook his head vigorously.

"Huh!" The white ghost saw all this in his eyes, and suddenly smiled coldly, "It seems that you are very affectionate, then okay, I will kill her, so that you have nothing to worry about." As he spoke, the silver-gray pistol in the white ghost's hand had changed from the door of the weekend's head to the door of Qi Baobao's head.

In the next second, the weekend suddenly turned around, and carried Qi Baobao up, and couldn't help but say, a slap was slapped on Qi Baobao's fart drum, the fabric of the pajamas was cotton, so it was particularly soft to hit: "If you are disobedient, Lao Tzu will rape you!" While speaking, Zhou Zhou directly threw Baby Qi to the bed.

Then, on the weekend, he took the initiative to face the white ghost, not afraid of the pistol in the hand of the white ghost, he put his head against the gun, as if he was afraid that the white ghost would be unhappy and really wanted to shoot Qi Baobao: "Go, I'll take you to Su Daji." ”

“good！” For the first time, the white ghost used Chinese in front of the weekend, and from the tone of his voice, you could tell that he was satisfied with the weekend's attitude.

At the moment, under the tearful gaze of Qi Baobao, he was carried out of the bedroom by the white ghost with a gun on the weekend, and when he went out, he couldn't help but look back: "Baby, go back to your room, if that black man wakes up, I can't save you." ”

This time, Qi Baobao was no longer stubborn, she wiped the tears on her cheeks with her sleeve, and hurriedly got up from the bed, nodding and walking to her bedroom: "On the weekend, I believe you will be fine." ”

"Hmm!" On the weekend, when he saw Qi Baobao get up from the bed, he turned his back to Qi Baobao again, and under the threat of the white ghost, he walked towards his daughter Hong's room next door step by step.

Daughter Hong, this goblin with a mysterious identity and almost perverted force value, because of the text message she sent, she has become the only weight she dares to gamble on the weekend.

Standing at the door of his daughter Hong's room, he hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand and pointed to the door, and whispered to the white ghost: "This is it!" ”

"Here?" The white ghost raised his eyebrows, obviously not believing the weekend's words, and even a trace of indescribable bloodlust flashed in his eyes, and after a pause, he said as if he was watching a good show, "Then you open the door." ”

Seeing the white ghost's look in his eyes, the weekend felt weird, hesitated for a moment, and raised his hand to knock on the door.

Boom! Boom! Knock knock!

One, two, three, ten......

Weekend knocked on the door very gently, knocked more than ten times, but, there was no movement in the room at all, at the beginning Weekend was just worried that he was being played by his daughter, but now, he went berserk.

"Stinky bitch, you fucking lied to me?" In the end, he kicked the bedroom door open on the weekend, and he didn't think that if the door was broken, he would use the money to repair it, of course, he couldn't think about it so much, because if his daughter Hong played with him, then his life would have to be explained here, how could he still think about saving or not?

"......" Weekend dared to touch his conscience and said that his action of kicking the door looked rude, but in fact it was just rough on the surface, because he still had illusions, worried that his daughter Hong would hide behind the door to answer him, and if he used too much force, he would hurt his daughter Hong.

However, what he didn't expect was that the door of his daughter's red room was not locked.

Now, I don't know what to do on the weekend except for a bitter smile and egg pain.

The white ghost smiled coldly, he pushed the hand on the weekend's shoulder hard, and the whole person entered his daughter's red room on the weekend, the sheets were flat, the bedding was neat, and in the middle of the night, there was not even a trace of sleeping.

"This is where you're taking me?" The white ghost raised the pistol in his hand, and the eye of the gun was aimed at the door of the weekend's head again, "To tell you the truth, before I went to your room, I came to this room, and as now, there is not even a ghost in it!" Boy, are you kidding me? ”

Click!

When the white ghost said this, he pulled the safety bolt of the silver-gray pistol: "I'm going to shoot you in the head!" ”

"Wait, wait!" Half of his body was leaning on the edge of the bed, and Zhou Zhou had reached the point where he could not retreat, and when he saw that the white ghost was about to shoot, he hurriedly raised his hands high, and at the same time, he squatted on the ground.

In the face of the ending of being about to be shot in the head, this young man who is usually used to pretending to be fierce and likes to tear his teeth and grin, but in fact he is very timid, finally made a mistake, he raised his hands and squatted down, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and as for his legs, he was trembling in awe.

Death is the easiest way to expose a person's true nature.

And the nature of the weekend is to be timid and afraid!

Yes, it's just a young man under the age of twenty, an ordinary person who is running around for life and being a cow and a horse for the soft sister coin, how can he not be afraid of death?

It's good to be alive, to be alive to be a sister, to be alive to eat meat, to be alive to see the sun, and if you're dead, you're nothing.

After squatting, Weekend subconsciously reached into his pocket, he wanted to smoke a cigarette to suppress his shock, but when his hand reached to his waist, he found that he had nothing but a pair of underwear on his body.

"This mother, it's too embarrassing to die!" Weekend scolded secretly, and turned to look at the white ghost, he also knew that saying this would drop the festival, but he just couldn't help it, as if his stomach was full of smoke-addicted insects crawling, scratching his intestines, "Dude, can you lend me a cigarette?" ”

"Haha, look at your little bit of talent!" The white ghost likes to see the weak show all kinds of vivid fears in front of him, just like a man likes a virgin, "You Huaxia species are so timid and afraid!" ”

"Huh!" When the weekend heard this, the muscles at the corners of his mouth trembled inexplicably, and the hand that reached out to borrow a cigarette retracted abruptly.

His discipline can be dispensed without, but how can the dignity of the race be thrown away because he is afraid of death? Plan for the weekend, just die like this, if someone remembers, just light a few sticks in front of his grave today next year.

"White ghost, you can do it now, if Lao Tzu frowns, he is not a Huaxia species!" As he spoke, he stood up again, with a heroic gesture, but the cold sweat of the vest and the trembling body were still so obvious.

"Don't be afraid, my gun is improved, the lethality is twenty times greater than that of an ordinary pistol, I only need to pull the trigger and you will die, it doesn't hurt." The white ghost suddenly became more organized, because he thought that the young man who pretended to be a fork in front of him was very interesting, and he was going to be killed by him anyway, so it was better to tease him first, "Of course, if you don't want to die, I can give you a way to live." ”

"What's the way to live?" Sure enough, after listening to the words of the white ghost, the weekend who was still pretending to be a hero a second ago immediately changed his face, and when he said this, he was so excited that his eyes almost fell off.

The white ghost was very satisfied with the expression of the mouse he caught, he took five steps back with the outer eight-figure crab step that he was accustomed to on the weekend, then split his legs, made a horse step, patted his thigh, pointed to his crotch, and said: "Crawl past me, and tell me loudly while crawling that Huaxia people are all garbage, so I will spare you from death." ”

"Huh!" The weekend forced himself to suppress his idea of survival, paused, he also used the crab step of the outer eight characters to raise his feet towards the white ghost, because he usually uses this pace to install forks, so, the speed of walking on the weekend is very fast, he and the white ghost are about six steps apart, but, just a blink of an eye, he became Yu white ghost standing face to face, if it weren't for the silver-gray pistol in the white ghost's hand against his head, he estimated that he could have a face-to-face collision with the white ghost, "White ghost, believe it or not, at the same time you hit me with a gun, Can I bite you to death? ”

When he said this on the weekend, he didn't have a little murderous feeling, it was more like the light and breezy tone that his daughter Hong was used to, but it was this not light or heavy words that frightened the white ghost with the gun in his hand took a half step back, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes.

"Bastard, I have a gun, you shouldn't talk to me like that!" The white ghost roared, and the gun against Weekend's forehead trembled as he spoke.

Zhou Zhou raised his hand and grabbed the barrel of the particularly delicate silver-gray pistol, at this moment, there was a fire burning in his clean eyes, his expression was so unruly and arrogant, and the cold sweat on his forehead flowed spontaneously, like early spring dew, but this did not affect his tall expression that was not afraid of death to pervert: "When I want to live, the gun can indeed scare my legs, but now I don't want to live, then, in my opinion, your gun is a fart!" ”

"You...... You...... You ......" The white ghost felt that the weekend was crazy, this little mouse that he caught with his own hands, the timid mouse who used to wag his tail and beg to borrow a cigarette for himself, has now become a tiger, and he is a tiger who is not afraid of death. Subconsciously, the white ghost took another half step back, he forgot to pull the trigger, and while retreating, he began to drag his pistol with his li, trying to ask for the hand that was as white as a woman on the weekend, "Let go, or I'll shoot!" ”

"Shoot? I've already said that this gun is a fart in my opinion, and if you shoot it, isn't that a fart? Come on, fart to my head here, I promise, I'll let you die with me while you shoot. As he spoke, he put a hand on the white ghost's waist without a trace.

"You...... Lunatic...... Lunatic...... You're looking for death...... I really shot ......"

The white ghost was anxious, he was forced, he played with the gun since he was a child, it can be said that the gun is his arm and a part of his body, but this time, he felt that it was so difficult for him to pull the trigger, as if his tendons had been broken.

Fortunately, however, the trigger was pulled.