I dodged the Hanseong people he called, but I didn't dodge the rocks he threw down.

A stone smashed on top of my head, and instantly smashed a green bag, and I squatted down with my head in my head with a snort, and more stones flew down like poured beans.

I couldn't avoid it, and I had already received seven or eight blows on my body, two of which hit me on the top of the head, and I was dripping with blood, and under this insulting attack, my whole body was about to go crazy.

In the panic, I was hit on the top of the head by this madman, and I staggered and fell to the center of the dung pit.

Maybe there were no more stones on it, or maybe he felt that I had lost my ability to resist, and his stone rain didn't fall again, but just stood quietly at the mouth of the dung pit and stared at me for about three minutes.

What the hell is he going to do?

I had no way of knowing, but I was now scarred and weak, and I was looking at the hole with vacant eyes, and I didn't know if he could read my expression.

But I still can't see his face clearly.

His face was downward, so dark that it was impossible to read, and perhaps I would never know who this man was until I died!

He squatted down and picked up a sharpened bamboo stick from the side, and someone in the countryside of Xichuan City built a greenhouse to grow vegetables.

This sharpened bamboo stick was specially used to build a greenhouse, but today, this mad madman, he wants to use the bamboo in his hand to end my life.

The bamboo stick in his hand was more than two meters long, just enough distance to poke me at the bottom of the pit.

I can't avoid it.

Even if he hides in the innermost position, he can use this bamboo stick to poke me in the heart, the bamboo stick in his hand can already be used as a long spear, and poor me is about to become a ghost under the spear.

What is there to fear from death?

Since death is inevitable, what else can I run away from, face it calmly!

I slowly stood up, gritted my teeth, and stood with my head held high, closest to the mouth of the pit.

Because at that time, I was thinking, even if I die, I must die a decent death.

The air is the best near the mouth of the pit, and before I die, I can breathe some fresh air, and I won't be so aggrieved if I die, right?

When the madman saw me holding my head high, he froze for a moment, and then let out a very strange laugh.

He held the bamboo spear and searched for a stab in my neck, and if he wanted to kill me with a single blow, a stab in the throat was the best option.

There are arteries and veins, plus the trachea, all three of which can quickly make a life disappear once they are punctured.

After his weird laughter, he suddenly unzipped and crouched down, and I was taken aback, what the hell is this madman going to do? Do you have to be a demon before you kill?

Aimed at my face, a sudden squirt of urine...... This is the greatest insult to human nature, and there is nothing more murderous than this!

Before killing others, he has to pee on the top of other people's heads, this kind of heartbroken maniac, how perverted is his psychology?

However, this world is inherently crazy, and there will inevitably be crazy people in the crazy world, and how can crazy things done by crazy people be treated with ordinary people's thinking and vision?

I can only blame myself, I am too incompetent, and I have no luck, my life deserves to be like this, I deserve to die like this!

I closed my eyes, and my trembling right hand suddenly touched something my waist, and my heart suddenly rejoiced...... But it was too late, and the hot and pungent liquid had already washed over my face and slid down my cheeks into my mouth, full of spicy mouth, life worse than death......

A dazzling electric light erupted and flew towards the shameless guy on it, "Boom, boom", the piercing sound of electricity sounded in his ears, like a demon dancing and a ghost roaring......

It was the high-voltage electric rod I took before I left the police station.

The electric rod is only five centimeters long, like a large lipstick for girls, and I hid it in the inner bag that fits snugly around my waist.

When I was fighting with a madman, I forgot to take it out.

At this time of life and death, I may have been awakened by his urine, and in a panic, I felt the electric rod on my waist.

After the electric shock, the madman's huge body trembled violently, perhaps already feeling the pain, he lifted his pants and ran away.

I pressed the button of the electric baton, aimed it at the most vulnerable part of his body, and slammed it down. There was another crisp sound of electricity, and the madman let out a wild scream, reaching out and punching my electric rod.

200,000 volts of current.

Suddenly the muzzle of the gun was turned and the electricity was directed at my own head, and at that second, two people, in the same position, fell down at the same time, and soon lost consciousness.

I woke up.

I was found lying in the wilderness, but my body was slowly moving forward, and a heavy breath came from my side.

I opened my eyes and saw a hairy mouth with a pink tongue sticking out, panting and licking my face.

Lightning?

My dog, he's licking the blood off my face.

The cushion on my back was broken.

The mat moved slowly, and there were a dozen stray dogs around it, each biting the corner of the mat with its mouth and dragging it forward.

All the dogs wanted to get together, so I was dragged to the front by them. I opened my eyes blankly, not knowing what was going on.

Was I saved by a pack of dogs?

Maybe it's true, because I saw the dirt on the top of the dog's head and the scars on the feet, which were apparently caused by excavation!

The general process should look like this.

Last night when I was fighting, my screams alarmed the lightning of my house a few hundred meters away.

When it screams to check the situation, it is kicked away by the evil madman.

After we fainted together, Lightning must have come to the scene again to check on the situation.

Smart dog, find a way to deal with it.

Because the pit is located next to a broken slope, the distance between the inner wall of the pit and the outside of the pit is about half a meter.

Due to the close proximity, all the fecal water stored in the pit leaked out of the cracks.

So that explains why the bottom of the pit was dry after I fell.

My dog dug a hole in the dirt along the gap and dragged me out.

Maybe he had a good relationship with the stray dogs in the village, and even called the stray dogs to help me pull me out of the pit and then slowly walked towards my house.

It was like having a nightmare that night, but luckily, the nightmare woke up.

When I woke up, I was alive.

Although scarred, I didn't close my eyes forever.

But it was a puppy I picked up three years ago.

It is often said that everything has a spirit.

At the time, I thought it was just a philosophical quote from the book, and I thought it was just someone else's words to comfort someone.

However, today, in the first rays of sunshine in the morning, I finally understood that the ancients did not deceive me, and that the one who saved me was myself.

I saved a dog three years ago and this dog saved me three years later.

Looking at myself in the mirror, I felt like a barbarian coming out of the forest, incomplete.

I personally stitched my left ear with a large head against the mirror.

I don't know if it works because I was injured for more than half an hour and the cells on the wound may have died.

If the ear bones are not right and there is rejection after stitching, then I am definitely threatened with infection.

However, I don't have a choice, I don't want the blood to keep flowing, how to get the blood to flow, I'm going to die because the blood is flowing in the body.

I picked up the microphone and said hello weakly!

Mo Xiu's voice came from the earpiece: "What the hell are you doing?" Why does my phone always get through? What are you doing? ”

"I'm drunk."

I didn't hesitate to lie.

I was afraid that she was worried about my safety and didn't tell her about myself.

She was the first person to call to greet me after my accident, and although she had been against me, she still felt a little warm at the moment.

For those who care about me, I don't want to put them in danger.

Because I know that what I have to do will become more and more dangerous, and if I tell them about my situation, they will do whatever it takes to help me, in which case the situation will become more and more difficult to control.

On the other end of the phone, Mo Xiu said: "We were all worried about you, and as a result, you went out to drink and got drunk, well, you are very promising!" ”

I looked at the military belt in front of me and thought about it.

This belt fell from the madman last night, it should be the kind of belt from the 80s of the last century, and this is the evidence.