Just when I was concentrating on getting one, the person behind me actually approached me, and I never noticed that there was someone behind me, and it was the kind of silent, and there was no one around to remind me, someone approached me, maybe not too interested in my side of things.

Maybe he took advantage of that, so he was able to get close to me silently, and he used this to do that feeling of being silent, knowing what he was doing, and whether anyone around me cared about me? It doesn't matter what I do, of course there are still people who pay attention to me, but they may think that he is not an important person.

The man behind me approached me silently, he crept up behind me, took out a bottle of potion from the pocket of his black trench coat, and then took out a piece of cotton cloth, I don't know what happened, and the people around me don't suspect anything.

The man quietly poured the potion into the cotton cloth, which was quickly absorbed, and after a sinister smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth, he shoved the cotton cloth into my mouth.

He moved so fast that I didn't even know when he appeared on my lips, only when I felt the taste with my mouth.

This smell is the smell of anesthetics, and because I have been exposed to this smell for many years, I have a clear understanding of this smell, so when I smell this smell, I subconsciously avoid it.

I reacted in time, but I was not as fast as his, he took my hand, and actually covered my mouth, but fortunately I dodged and didn't get this cloth, otherwise I suspect I might have been stunned by him.

Because he was behind me, of course I couldn't find out what he did to me, but what I didn't expect was that he was moving so fast, and I saw his shadow before I found this person, who was still behind me, and I punched him in the back.

After that man saw that you were exposed, he didn't plan to continue to waste time with me, he directly restrained me in a strange way, and my things fell to the ground.

It wasn't just my things that fell to the ground, but also the *, that person said to me, and when he said it, he felt that his reason was no longer clear, and he could see that he had a strong killing intent, as if he hated the people in it, but he couldn't hear why he hated the people here.

"I'm telling you, no one here today should live, everyone here is going to be buried with me today, you don't want to live, you can pull such a high master to come here to cushion your back, anyway, one more death earns one, and one more death earns a pair."

I could tell when I heard him say that he was going crazy now, and I was struggling desperately now not to let him touch me, because I knew that if he touched me, I would not be able to break free from his grip.

And my goal today is to dismantle that *, my violent struggle made him unexpected, he thought I was about to give up, and I just got rid of his clamp at this time, I came to the front of the *, I want to use my last strength, to tear down the *.

The man saw that I wanted to remove it, of course it wouldn't be as I wanted, he took my hand and didn't let me leave here, I went up and punched me, but the man was actually hit by me in the red eye, and he also punched back.

The two of us started fighting each other, and the guy had a silencer gun that was at least twice as powerful as my one, so I didn't use the small pocket gun for a while.

I decided to use my hard strength to see him pick up an iron rod around me and eat and beat him to the wall, the man obviously didn't expect me to be so rude, and then when he wanted to shoot me with a gun, I knocked his gun out of his hand with an iron bar.

The man stood up, and he continued to attack me, but he had an iron rod in his hand, but his iron rod was different from mine, just like the iron rod was solid, and my iron rod was hollow, and he hit me with an iron rod, and my iron pot was crooked, so at this time I picked up the gun and made a bloody hole in his hand.

When that man saw that his hand was beaten like this, he rushed over to me and bit me indiscriminately, I didn't want to entangle with him, but he was with me to death.

I couldn't help but hit him a lot with my fist, but he didn't let go even if he died, I really couldn't figure out what it was that could make him so persistent, but at this time he suddenly took out a knife and stabbed me, fortunately I took the knife from his hand in time, otherwise I would have to hang a lottery.

I don't want me to come home with a lot of injuries, and then let my wife worry for a while, and then use this reason to get her to be gentle with me, and then she finds out that it is deliberate, of course, I said this before, I did use this method to make her gentle with me, but then she suffered a loss and then never again.

I heard the voices around me getting clearer and clearer, it was only a few minutes left in the countdown above, and now the crowd was in a visibly panicked, and a few children were actually pulling their parents there crying.

"Let's go home, it's so dangerous here, let's go back quickly, I don't want to be here, hurry up, let's go."

Maybe it's this kid's words that woke up the people around him, indeed, if this * can't be dismantled, they can run away, maybe there is a glimmer of life if they escape, but if they continue to wait here for me to get up and tear it down, maybe they will die here together.

"Hurry up, let's run away, it's almost close to the door now, let's run quickly, I don't want to die here, I haven't been in a relationship yet, I'm still so young, I don't want to die yet, I'm still a single dog, I still want a girlfriend."

This person is a dead fat house, and it can be seen that this person must have been single for a long time, otherwise how could there be so many things that have not been said, and he looks greasy, he looks like he is thirty or forty years old, how can he not be in love, the only fact is that he is a dead fat house.

Sure enough, being single is not terrible, who is afraid of being at home.

The crowd of people ran quickly towards the only exit, but they didn't expect that the exit was blocked at all, it couldn't be opened at all, and they didn't know who locked the door.

A group of people wondered if there were no windows besides doors? They found the shortest bed, hoping that they would not die if they fell from it, but one of them pulled at the window with all his might.

But it can't be opened, and it can be seen that this window has also been sealed, and now this is simply a confined space, if no one opens it from the outside, the people inside can wait for death.