"You ......"

This situation was obviously unexpected by the two men, and the nail nailed to one end of the ripped off chain shook twice, and then fell to the ground with a 'ding-dong' crunch, which seemed to wake the two men up.

"Who are you?"

Brother Namai came back to his senses and asked subconsciously.

In the middle of the night, people who have lived in the western suburbs know that the door should be locked at this time, especially for girls who are alone, and it is even more dangerous to go out.

And Song Qingxiao in front of him appeared quietly, knowing that there was a sound outside the door, instead of trying to hide first, he opened the door, such a person was extremely stupid.

Brother Mai grinned, first couldn't help laughing, and then his eyes fell on the iron chain that was torn off by Song Qingxiao, the iron chain was about the thickness of a little finger, and it was nailed between the door and the door frame, and a big lock was added in the middle, but under Song Qingxiao's hard pulling, the few nails that were driven into the wall were pulled out, causing the door locked by the chain to be opened.

Even if it was evident from the rusty iron chain that the chain had been nailed to the door frame for some time, it was not easy to tear it off with human strength alone.

The smile on Brother Mai's face froze, and there was a look of wariness in his eyes.

Before starting, obviously have some understanding of the identity of the owner of the house, there is a mother and daughter living in the house, the mother Tang Yun is an alcoholic, and the daughter's surname is Song, who has just graduated.

Judging from her age, Song Qingxiao is obviously more in line with the record of her daughter in the information, but in the information that Brother Mai learned, Song Qingxiao is introverted, a little cowardly, has lived in the western suburbs for many years, and never dares to deal with people or offend people, but no matter which point, it is obviously difficult for Brother Mai to connect Song Qingxiao in front of him with Song Qingxiao recorded in the information.

"Who are you?"

He took two steps back and asked again, this time looking much more wary than before.

The cigarette he had pinched in his hand was also thrown to the ground, and he clenched his hand into a fist to protect his face, and the young man who was traveling with him also felt that something was not quite right, and he also felt the knife hidden in his body.

"When you come to my house, you come and ask who I am?" Song Qingxiao frowned, and the two men were holding knives with malicious expressions.

From their previous conversation, it was clear that the two men were coming for her mother and daughter, and her gaze passed over the two men with knives, and under the eaves were two blue barrels, from which she had smelled the faint smell of gasoline.

When Song Qingxiao saw all this, her eyes sank.

Her family is in debt, but the creditors understand that people like their mother and daughter can't pay back the extra money no matter how much they press.

So for many years, there have been people in the family who have been collecting debts, but few people with extreme means have appeared.

"Who are you?"

Her voice froze, "I'll give you a chance to finish your sentence." ”

Brother Namai turned his head and looked at the young man without speaking, and the two rushed up together.

"If you don't say it, forget it." Song Qingxiao pulled the door shut, and the young man moved quickly, and the dagger in his hand pierced over.

Even if he hadn't practiced martial arts, with two trials of escaping death, Song Qingxiao still easily avoided his head.

After the body was strengthened, all aspects of physical fitness increased greatly, and the reflexes became very fast, the speed of the two men seemed to her to be quite slow, and the reaction was also slow, and her hand put on the wrist of the young man holding the knife, and squeezed it hard.

Her hand had easily torn off the nailed chain, and the man was pinched by her, as if he had been held to the point.

The bones of his wrist made a 'creaking' sound, and the young man couldn't help but cry out in severe pain, and instinctively let go of his hand.

The dagger fell off, he endured the pain, and immediately stretched out his other hand to catch the dagger, and wiped it towards Song Qing's small neck.

In her life, what she hates most is that someone stabs her neck.

The young man's actions reminded her of the incident when she was almost killed on the alley home more than a month ago.

If she hadn't been killed at that time, she wouldn't have entered God's trial space inexplicably, and her life has changed dramatically since then, and she will never be able to go back to the past.

There was murderous intent in her eyes, she originally just wanted to teach people a small lesson, but now she changed her mind, she grabbed the man's hand, lifted her foot and kicked him in the knee, the young man lost his balance, and knelt down with a 'poof'.

In order to maintain the stability of his body, he had to prop his elbows on the ground, and when he was about to stand up, Song Qingxiao had already raised his legs and stepped on his back.

She didn't show mercy for this kick, and the sound of 'clicking' bones cracking came, and the man was trampled on the ground, this time without even snorting, and suddenly fainted under the severe pain.

All this happened too fast, from the young man holding the knife to Song Qingxiao's shot, but in just a few breaths, the young man was almost abolished.

Brother Mai's eyes flashed, and he immediately turned his head and wanted to run, to such a point, Song Qingxiao naturally couldn't let him leave easily.

After she touched her waist, she grabbed the long whip out, Song Qingxiao was not prepared to hurt people in front of her house and cause trouble, so when the long whip was thrown out by her, she didn't use much force, only intended to entangle people.

The whip 'swished' out, wrapping Mai Ge's left leg, his right leg stepped out too quickly, Song Qingxiao stretched the whip, and Mai Ge also fell to the ground with a 'bang'.

He snorted, his hands were on the ground and he wanted to get up, but Song Qingxiao didn't give him a chance, he stepped forward and grabbed his hair, and pressed down the upper body he had just propped up.

Even though she had already controlled her strength, this punch still caused great damage to Mai Ge, and when Song Qing let go of the hand that was holding his hair, his body fell to the ground softly, and he couldn't get up.

She put away the whip, locked the door, grabbed the two men, and walked out along the path in front of her house, avoiding the alley where she had been assassinated before, and threw them in a deserted corner before turning away.

When she returned to the door, she carried the two barrels of gasoline that had been placed in the doorway into the house, collected the cigarettes and lighters that the two men had left on the ground, and put away the dagger left by the young man, and reluctantly hung up the chain she had pulled off to find the nail that had fallen on the ground.

After doing all this, she went around to the back of the house and entered the house through the window.

She was already sweating a lot because of her strengthened physique, and she went out to solve the trouble, and when she took a shower and returned to her room, she remembered tonight.

I don't know if it's because of psychological changes, but she didn't feel uneasy after hurting people tonight.

Tang Yun next door was still asleep, unaware of what happened tonight.

By now, Song Qingxiao can be sure that tonight's incident was not accidental.

Although Mai Ge and the young man did not reveal any important information, when she strengthened her body, she had heard the conversation between the two, and the two men came for their mother and daughter, and also inquired about the identity and information of their mother and daughter, and did not act recklessly.

Someone wants to kill them, but who is the person who wants to kill her?

My mother has been drunk for many years, and in her life, she has followed the rules, and she has an introverted personality for the first twenty years, and she does not dare to cause trouble, and she should not offend people.

But more than a month ago, she was assassinated on the way to work for no reason, and more than a month later, two more people suddenly appeared and wanted the lives of their mother and daughter, who is the person behind this?

She took out the dagger she had taken from the young man tonight, and compared it with the one that had nearly killed her.

Outwardly, the two daggers did not have the slightest thing in common.

The dagger held by the young man looked like silver shining, but in fact it was thin and simple, and the wooden handle was fluttering lightly on the fingertips, and there was no texture.

She scraped her finger at the edge of the blade, which was so thin that it looked like a shoddy product bought from a stall.

And the other dagger is different, this dagger has a special shape, it is definitely unforgettable at a glance, the overall blade is black, the blade is sharp, she flicked the blade lightly, and the dagger made a crisp sound.

She held the dagger and slashed lightly at the silver dagger with the tip of her blade, leaving a deep scratch on it.

Besides, the two hands-on people, judging from the skills of the two tonight, are just ordinary trouble-seeking minions, and the skills of the man who assassinated her in the alley at that time are not at the same level.

As her own strength increased, the more she could feel that the person who killed her at that time was extraordinary.

It's a pity that she racked her brains and couldn't figure out when she got into such trouble.

It's not the same level, but they want her life the same.

Wave after wave, wave after wave, couldn't figure out who the killer was at that time, Song Qingxiao temporarily suppressed this doubt.

She hurt two men tonight, and the person behind it will appear sooner or later, she threw the scratched dagger into the trash, remembering tonight's events, she sighed, it's always too messy here.

She's okay, with the increase in strength, she is not afraid of ordinary people, even if she encounters a killer with outstanding skills like last time, it won't be too difficult to escape.

In addition, the existence of the trial space is like a time bomb to her, and she doesn't know when her next trial will be and what kind of danger she will encounter.

As the level of the trial increases, whether she will live in the future, or for as long as she lives, what will her mother do?

Maybe she should make a proper arrangement in advance.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but look at her own sea of consciousness.

After completing the trial scene in the mental hospital, she was rewarded with 1,000 points, and 750 points were deducted for strengthening her body four times, and now she has 250 points left.

These 250 points, she was originally going to accumulate them, and after the next trial is completed, the exchange items in the trial space will be refreshed before exchanging.

But what happened tonight made her hesitate, maybe she should exchange her remaining points for some money, pay off her debts, rent a better house again, and move out of this messy area.

She made up her mind that after going to work tomorrow, it would be her rest to get these things done.

This night, because of someone's harassment, Song Qingxiao didn't feel sleepy at all, taking advantage of this opportunity, she remembered the feeling that after she strengthened her body before, her mental power was relaxed, so she calmed down again, and simply put her mind on practicing mental power.

When she got up in the morning, although she consumed most of her mental power, Song Qingxiao was in a good mood, in addition to the use of mental power from the "sleepy" of the word "pro", she tasted the wonderful use of the harvest, and last night's mental power practice made her taste the feeling of letting go, two completely different ways of using it, for her to control the secret of exercising mental power faster, and at the same time to cultivate faster.

Last night, she tried to cover the mental power, with her current strength, the coverage of the mental power was probably only around her own house, and the duration was about ten seconds, but Song Qingxiao found that with the consumption of a large amount of mental power, although the feeling of extreme fatigue was not good, the speed of recovery was far faster than before.

And after recovery, the spiritual power faintly has a feeling of being more refined than before, as if it has been refined in several consumptions.

When she came out of the room, Tang Yun was sitting on the edge of the sofa, holding a wine bottle in a daze.

There were two barrels of gasoline she brought in last night in the small living room, but Tang Yun didn't seem to notice that this thing didn't belong to the family in the first place.

Since Song Qingxiao remembered, Tang Yun had behaved like this many times, she paused for a moment and called:

"Mom, are you awake?"

Tang Yun didn't raise her head, and with an 'um' sound, she walked over to the kitchen:

"I'm going to make breakfast."

Many times, there is no superfluous talk between the two mothers and daughters, which also causes Song Qingxiao to be reticent all the time.

The government's welfare house is very small, only a few steps away from the kitchen and the living room, she washed the rice and turned on the fire to cook porridge, remembering her plans last night:

"I want to live in a different place."

As she spoke, she turned on the water and washed her hands, and the droplets splashed down, and her fingers were pinched into prints, and her lips moved, creating a small field in which a few drops of water were trapped.

"Change places, where to go?"

Song Qingxiao originally just casually mentioned this to her mother, but she didn't expect to get a response from her, she was stunned for a moment, the condensed spiritual power was discharged, the field was loosened, and the water droplets inside fell out, and they were washed into the sink by the water and disappeared.

She looked up, but saw her mother in the living room looking at her with her eyebrows twisted, waiting for her to explain.

"I want to live in a safer place, it's too chaotic."

"You have money?"

Tang Yun's voice became sharp all of a sudden, and she even threw the wine bottle in her hand and tried to stand up, "Where did you get the money?" Who gave it to you? ”

There was something wrong with her performance, Song Qingxiao had some doubts in her heart, Tang Yun had rarely had such a fierce and outgoing emotion, she couldn't help but wonder, and replied:

"I just graduated recently, I worked, and I earned a little bit."

After she said this, Tang Yun's expression froze, and the anger in her eyes seemed to subside a little, but her face was still very ugly, her chest rose and fell, her hand grasped the armrest of the wooden sofa, and only said after a while:

"I'm not leaving." After she said this, she was silent for a while, and after a long time, she reached out and picked up the bottle she had thrown away earlier:

"I'm going to stay here," she said, holding the bottle, trying to pour it into her mouth, the wine in the bottle had long since been drunk, and she licked it several times:

"I'm going to be here, waiting for your dad to come back."

In the Song family, Song Qingxiao's father is a taboo between mother and daughter, and almost no one usually mentions this person.

At this time, Tang Yun took the initiative to mention that Song Qing moved cautiously, thinking that she would say a few more words, but she muttered and fell into her own memories again, and didn't say a word.

There was such a small friction with her mother in the morning, and Song Qingxiao was a little rushed to work.

When she arrived at the guard hall, she had just entered the locker room to change her uniform when a guard staff member barged in:

"Song Qingxiao,"

Her clothes had been changed halfway, and the buttons of her uniform had not been fully buttoned, and the female staff who broke in saw the tight white T-shirt she was wearing under her uniform, and caught a glimpse of her beautiful figure, with a thin waist and a straight chest, and the thin waistline snaked down to outline the bewitching crotch curve.

The woman who came in was stunned for a moment, thinking that she was dazzled, Song Qingxiao had quickly buttoned up her uniform, coughed and reminded her, she came back to her senses, and quickly said:

"Someone is looking for you."