Chapter 212: Manipulating Dog Seven
In the darkness, Dog Seven stood beside my bed again, staring straight at me.
The moment I closed my eyes, I saw clearly: he was holding a knife in his hand!
My whole body was tense and I was ready to fight, and if Dog Seven made any abnormal moves, I would not hesitate to subdue him.
Dog Seven stood silently, motionless.
I held my breath and waited for him to make a move.
There was a stalemate for about ten minutes.
Dog Seven finally took a step towards my bedside and slowly raised the knife in his hand; I pinched a finger in my right hand, ready to strike at any moment.
"No way!"
At this moment, Dog Qi threw the knife in his hand aside and whispered to himself: "No, no, I can't do this!" Although the little brother is young, he is righteous and good to me, if I do this, what is the difference between him and the beast? ”
I was stunned.
Dog Seven actually doesn't plan to do anything to me?
Then, I breathed a sigh of relief.
"But, if I don't do it, she won't let me go......" Dog Seven walked around the room anxiously, "what should I do?" ”
She? Or is he?
Who is she?
I closed my eyes and wondered.
Knock knock knock......
At this moment, there was a sudden knock at the door.
Dog Qi, who was already spinning around the room anxiously, suddenly stopped, looked up and looked at the door of the room in horror.
Knock knock knock......
The knock on the door rang again.
The knock on the door was not loud, but it was extremely stubborn.
It seems that as long as Dog Seven doesn't open the door, the other party won't give up.
"Damn, stretch out your head and shrink your head, anyway, it's out!" After knocking on the door a few times, Dog Qi cursed in a low voice, and finally gritted his teeth to open the door.
Squeak.
The door to the room opened.
We opened our eyes and stole towards the door.
After the door of the room opened, there was a tall woman standing at the door, wearing a hotel cleaning costume, seeing her, Gou Qi seemed to be stunned, "You are ......"
"Where's the stuff?"
The woman asked in a low voice.
Although it was far away, I still felt that the woman spoke in a strange tone and tone, stiff and slow, as if someone was choking her neck.
This woman is accused of the soul?
I was secretly shocked.
"She asked you to come?"
Dog Seven asked vigilantly.
The woman stiffened her neck and nodded, "Yes." ”
Dog Seven reflexively glanced in my direction