In addition to the extremely simple girl, the middle-aged man and Song Qing were careful to be wary of each other.

The middle-aged man hit someone before, and he was also worried that if he found a way out of the space, the girl would trouble him again, so everyone didn't mean to report their home again, and they called each other according to the order in which everyone entered the space, the girl was No. 1, and Song Qingxiao was the latest to come in, No. 9.

After the girl was named by the middle-aged man, no matter how dull she was, she noticed that something was wrong.

She had only been beaten by a middle-aged man before, and she remembered his hideous expression deeply, and she was afraid of the middle-aged man in her heart.

"I said, come here!"

The middle-aged man saw that the girl did not move after he opened his mouth to call people, his face sank, and he stood up with his upper body to get up, and the girl was even more frightened when she saw him like this, and she grabbed Song Qingxiao tightly with both hands, as if she was a life-saving straw.

Song Qing carefully sank straight down, at such a time, there was no water source, food, and no other people could be contacted, and there was no way to find an exit out of the space, all kinds of circumstances could almost wear people's minds apart.

The man was clearly on the verge of collapse, and once he had evil thoughts, it was like opening the floodgates that held the beast of prey.

"No. 6 ......"

Although Song Qingxiao is older than the girl, she is thin and weak, even if she is a middle-aged man, she is not strong, but there is a clear difference in physical strength between men and women, and if there is a real conflict, her situation is very dangerous.

Fortunately, she still has a dagger as a killer weapon, as long as the existence of the dagger is not exposed, at the last moment, it may be able to earn a little life for her.

But before that, if the dagger is found by a middle-aged man, she has no chance of winning.

Song Qingxiao thought of this, and her breathing felt a little uneasy.

She escaped death tonight, cherishing her own life, she tried to persuade the middle-aged man to calm down, but the words that could suppress the middle-aged man before obviously did not work much at this time.

After a long time, he didn't find any teammates, he couldn't find an exit, and the lack of water and food made the middle-aged man extremely impatient, and when he finished speaking, but the girl was hiding and didn't dare to show up, his little patience was exhausted again, and he got up and walked over to the two girls.

"Shut up now!"

He glanced at Song Qingxiao calmly, and a kind of evil thought flashed in his eyes:

"We can't get out."

The oil from his scalp and the cold sweat stuck his hair into strands, and he kneaded it very messily.

The middle-aged man's eyes were bloodshot, and the green tendons in his temples jumped out, this expression compared with his calm tone, which made Song Qingxiao feel more and more dangerous.

"This is the demon's space, it's keeping us here, we can't get out, understand?"

He nervously raised his chin a little, "There is no food, no drink, we can't last a few days." ”

"Calm down......"

The girl was so frightened that she cried, but she remembered the previous beating and didn't dare to make too much noise, for fear of attracting the attention of the middle-aged man and hurting herself.

"You tell me where the exit is, you tell me where the food and water are, and I immediately calm down!" He roared a few words, and his emotions quickly calmed down very strangely, and even grinned at the corner of his mouth: "Anyway, it's going to die," he said to himself, "Before you die, it's worth it to be happy with Lao Tzu." ”

"Number 1, I'll say one last thing, come here."

The environment and reality finally tore off the coat wrapped in civilization on the middle-aged man, and Song Qingxiao's worst concern all the way finally happened.

The girl shrank tighter behind Song Qingxiao, as if she couldn't curl up her body, the middle-aged man reached out to grab her, her mouth exposed a piercing and sharp scream, at the moment of danger, she burst out with huge potential, and hugged Song Qingxiao's neck tightly with both hands.

When the middle-aged man grabbed her, she strangled her so tightly that she almost strangled Song Qingxiao out of breath.

"Help, help!"

The middle-aged man went to pull her hand, and his strength was no longer reserved, Song Qingxiao was restrained by the girl at this time, and it was difficult to breathe, and she couldn't spare her hands to help her at all.

The man pulled for a while, he was so tired that he was out of breath, and he couldn't succeed to make the evil fire in his heart even stronger, he didn't want to pick up his fist and hit the girl's face and head, after two punches, the girl's arm wrapped around Song Qingxiao's neck loosened a little, and Song Qingxiao finally broke free under the force

"Help......

The girl was still shouting, kicking her legs wildly, Song Qingxiao recovered for a while, and also came over to try to knock the middle-aged man away, if the two women did not resist at the same time at this time, once the middle-aged man succeeded, after the girl had an accident, it would be even more tricky for her to face the middle-aged man alone.

The middle-aged man freed up one hand and waved Song Qingxiao away with one hand.

His action of letting go made the girl's hand free, and when he waved it, his nails scratched the middle-aged man's face, and the long nails slanted down from the center of the middle-aged man's left eyebrow to the right side of his face, and even the eyeballs were not spared.

Such a fierce resistance angered the middle-aged man, he changed his initial mind, took out the mouse he had obtained when he entered the space from his clothes, grabbed the mouse tightly and smashed it the girl's head, and at the same time grabbed the girl's hair, and wrapped the mouse line around the girl's neck in three or two clicks.

'Ahem...... Ah...... ' The girl desperately grabbed her neck with both hands, and at the same time grabbed the back of his hand, and his expression was fierce: "Little slut, dare to hit me!" I'll kill you! ”

The girl's eyes gradually became bloodshot, her face began to turn from blue to white, her legs kicked wildly, and her mouth made a dying 'ho ho' sound, and when Song Qing staggered and stood up, the girl's pupils began to diverge.

Her legs were still struggling instinctively, two long marks had been made on her heels on the grass, her face was pale, her face had hung limply to the side, and her bloodshot eyes were gradually losing their luster.

The real scene of violent murder was staged in front of him, Song Qing was careful of his cold, the middle-aged man was bent on killing the girl at this time, and he had already decided in his heart that Song Qingxiao was not a threat, so he didn't have much defense against this thin woman.

What's more, he subconsciously thinks that this woman does not pose harm to him, not to mention that the girl's past experience is still in front of her, and the 'smart' person should not provoke himself at this time and ask for trouble.

In such a ghost place, it is so difficult for three people to live, if something happens to herself, she will not want to get out alive as a woman.

Because of these thoughts, the middle-aged man did not pay attention to Song Qingxiao when he strangled the girl.

Song Qingxiao's eyes had already cooled, she had already analyzed the situation, once the middle-aged man made a move on the girl, he couldn't stay, this was a good opportunity, what she was going to do She knew in her heart that what she had to cross was only that line of defense.

The memory of being almost stabbed to death in the alley tonight flooded back her mind, and the hope of survival outweighed the psychological burden of killing, she grabbed the dagger hidden in her cuff, threw herself behind the man, and hung herself on him, the dagger in her palm stabbed him in the throat.

She has a lot of strength under the cauldron and the boat, and she must seek to hit it with one blow.

Once he misses, today's consequences are not something that Song Qingxiao can bear.

She dragged the middle-aged man back to the sky, clasped his shoulders tightly with her feet, and hugged him tightly with one arm.

The middle-aged man let out an angry curse in his mouth, and Song Qingxiao grabbed the dagger and stabbed him in the throat hard.

Even learning from the actions of the killer in his memory, he twisted the handle hard, stirring the wound deeper.

Warm blood gushed out, and the middle-aged man's back pressed against her chest and abdomen, and the struggle before dying almost overwhelmed her.

The middle-aged man wanted to fight back several times, tried to hit her with his backhand, stepped down with a pair of feet, and tried to stand up, Song Qingxiao didn't dare to let go at all, even if the blood flowed out and soaked her entire palm, greasy and disgusting.

She was afraid that the middle-aged man would not die, so she endured the fear in her heart and reached out to scratch his wound.

Blood gushed from the wound and flowed down the middle-aged man's neck, 'tick-tock' rolling down her chin and the corners of her mouth, and with every breath she exhaled, the blood seemed to flow into her mouth, and the smell made her nauseous.

The middle-aged man's mouth made a 'poof' panting sound, and every breath seemed to be choked by blood, which reminded Song Qingxiao of the scene in the alley, and his hands became even harder.

His resistance gradually weakened, and his body struggled a few times at the end, and the hand finally fell weakly, and the whole person only instinctively twitched.

At this time, the middle-aged man is not dead, and I am afraid that death is not far away.

Sure that he had cut off the middle-aged man's vitality, Song Qingxiao breathed a sigh of relief and began to tremble.

Because of the excessive exertion of her legs, she relaxed at this time, and she vaguely didn't listen to her, not to mention her bloody hands.

The short fight just now made her body soaked with a large amount of cold sweat, and the corpse of the middle-aged man pressed against her, like a heavy mountain.

She opened her mouth and gasped silently, her chest was hot and painful because of her breathing, she lay on the spot and rested for a while, her hands and feet regained some strength a little, and she could listen to herself, she pushed the middle-aged man's body that was no longer twitching to the side, because of this person's short and fat stature, she rolled in a circle before stopping, her face was to the side, stained with blood and mud, and she was terrified.