But the streamer doesn't cross me 4

Bright blood splattered and fluttered in the air like rose petals, and gorgeous and beautiful colors rendered the magnificence of the air.

The drops of blood that rose and fell sprinkled on the white snow, blooming red plums all over the ground.

The boy twisted his neck, stretched out his bright red lips and licked the blood from the corners of his mouth, and raised his slender legs to walk towards the abyss of sin, which was deep in the area.

He swept past the girl with a blank face, ignoring her with the air.

Sneer--

The girl smiled playfully, and took small steps to keep up with the boy's pace.

Walking towards a brighter but darker area, the girl leaned against a wall as if she had become invisible, quietly watching the boy slash the stronger Heibang personnel to death like a demon.

A group against one, no matter how you look at it, it is a teenager who suffers.

But he is like a machine, tireless and emotionless.

When the last man died at his hands.

Su Luo clearly saw him and smiled with satisfaction.

She looked at him, watching him slowly walk towards the woman who had just been brought in by the man's door in addition to the man.

They stared at him nervously and fearfully, and at the same time, there was something called anticipation floating at the bottom of the eyes of those who looked up at the boy.

Scold~

Su Luo looked at the brother she had identified at first sight with that evil and sultry smile, standing in front of the girls who had been kidnapped, glaring at them like a demon.

He lifted his bewitching red lips and spit out words as beautiful and round as pearls, "Look at my eyes~"

A pair of deep eyes flashing with red silk attracted everyone's attention as if they had magical power, "No one has seen today's events~"

The slender fingers crossed an arc in mid-air, and the fingers hung down slightly, and the girls' heads and eyes hung down with the bloodstained hand, and the tense bodies were momentarily out of command, and they staggered softly.

The boy hooked the corners of his mouth and gracefully walked out of the shabby doorway with a pleasant smile.

The snowflakes in the sky fell lightly, obscuring the footprints left by the boy little by little.

Su Luo raised her hand to brush away the snowflakes that fell on her head and shoulders, nodded without a trace, took out her mobile phone and made a call to order something, and then chased after the direction where the young man left.

A deep and shallow footprint was left in the snow, and the thinly dressed boy with his pockets in his pockets, regardless of the raging wind and snow, dragged his injured body step by step in one direction without knowing what to do.

In the vast street, there were few people, only a young man in white with a hunched body and a girl as light as a swallow behind him.

As agreed, they walked one after the other with a tacit understanding.

You take a step, I take a step.

The girl's little feet stepped into the mark of the boy's fall, and she played freely with the tireless elf in the flying snowflakes.

The falling broken jade supported the two people on the body, and the white snowflakes fluttered in the wind, dancing at the tip of the wind, throwing out a flawless plain silk, light and graceful, curling Tingting. After a few slow steps, he retracted Su Mian, twisted his slender waist, and the overwhelming coldness swept in with the seductive action. In the end, Xu was dissatisfied with the coldness of the spectators, and the snowflakes in the sky spread their arms and embraced the boy and girl gently.

The boy finally couldn't bear the enthusiasm of the snowflakes, his trembling hands slowly stiffened, and the pace of walking forward was also slowed down by the snowflakes.

But he still didn't give up, and walked step by step.

I could tell he was about to freeze.

The exposed blood froze almost ice, and he slowly dragged his stiff legs down the deepening snow, again and again.

"Pounce—"

The body fell to the ground, and Su Luo followed indifferently, watching him crawl through the snow with difficulty.

Na Na~

Almost there.

Raising her head slightly, Su Luo's eyes flashed with a colorful light.

In front of me was a dilapidated slum street, with dilapidated tiled houses lined up one after another, gray old tiles covered with a thick layer of snow, those corroded beamed wooden eaves with small icicles, no doors and windows under the eaves, the whistling north wind and snowflakes squeezed into the house together, and the lifeless house threw all kinds of tattered bowls and lying on falling beams.

The boy crept forward, little by little, leaving a winding crawl mark in the snow.

Su Luo looked at him condescendingly.

The purple lips that were frozen were gently hooked.

The gaze is wicked and indifferent.

It's like looking at a pitiful bug.

Na Na~

It's useless.

She followed him, turning all the way, and followed the boy to a humble house.

Well, every house here looks like an inconspicuous look.

She watched as the boy pressed his almost stiff hand down on a brick.

The brick slowly dented with the boy's hand, and a corner of the house collapsed, revealing a downward staircase.

An eerie cold wind blew from the dark staircase, which seemed to be colder than the wind and snow outside, and the young man lying on the ground finally turned around to look at the person behind him—Su Luo.

He pursed his lips and gave her a clean smile, embarrassed to ask her, "Can you take me down?" ”

The bloodstained, stiff hand pointed to the staircase.

The vast snow, the dilapidated house, a messy and bloodstained teenager, a delicate and clean girl, and a dim underground staircase that doesn't know the bottom, it looks very weird, but the girl smiled sweetly, and she slowly approached the boy.

Stretching out a hand, he lifted the boy up lightly.

"Okay." She said.

Click-Click

The heels of those beautiful little leather shoes made a crisp sound when they stepped on the cold, hard and damp steps.

The gray opening gradually closes.

In the basement where the five fingers were missing, a white finger gently touched the wall.

Bumpy and uneven, like rough and uncarved stone walls, dry but cold walls, winding in circles, peaks and loops, Su Luo finally found something similar to a button, and with a light press, the entire secret room instantly became warm and bright.

Su Luo put the boy down and couldn't help but look at the underground room.

This room is very large, about 15 square meters.

The uneven stone walls I touched turned out to be carved beasts, hovering majestically in the room, patterned to the wall sinking fifty or sixty centimeters lower than the other three walls, sewn with a piece of transparent glass, inside was a large shelf, and on each floor were placed a number of bottles and cans.

In front of the south wall is a bed, next to a cabinet and next to it there is a shower, washing machine and other supplies. The north wall is neatly stacked with dangerous items and paraphernalia, and even computers and everything.

Gee.

Su Luo twisted her fingers and asked, "It's not just this place, right?" ”

The young man, who was tending to his wounds, paused, "Clever. ”

"Why did you tell me?"

"Because, you like Su Yi's kid."

"Huh?"

"Anyway, where do you like him, in terms of face, you should be able to find someone who is not worse than him, in terms of IQ, I am higher than him~ In terms of personality, well, I think he is very bad."