Chapter 3: Can't Run
"Find the back door." Li Lou's tone was extremely calm, and he took Brother Meng with his cold and stiff hand and ran to the back of the kitchen.
The back door of the kitchen was behind a small room with a wooden door, and after closing the wooden door, Li Lou instructed Brother Meng to put the tables and chairs in the small room against the back door of the wooden door, and at the same time went to screw the back door connected by wire.
The sound of violent pounding continued, accompanied by the sound of iron cracking.
The only consolation at this time may be that you don't have to worry about the man in black going around from the outside and blocking them at the back door of the kitchen.
Lilou's already white hands were bloodless, but they were strangled red by wire.
As his hands became more and more hot because of the twisting of the wire, and his heartbeat became more and more violent with the sound of sharp weapons hitting the iron door, Li Lou's heart was silent and cold.
Fortunately, this coldness allowed her to maintain a trace of sanity in the moment of fear.
"Bang-"
Li Lou could hear the sound of the iron door being broken, the iron table being pushed open and hitting other objects.
Throw away the wire in your hand and pull open the door.
In the quiet and dense grass and the dilapidated workshop not far away, Li Lou decisively chose to flee to the workshop with Brother Meng.
Running all the way, looking for a way that is not easy to leave traces from Lou.
I don't know how long I ran, but the wound that had not recovered seemed to be a little cracked, and Lou's vision was blurred, and there was still a heart-piercing pain in the wound on the back of his head.
"No...... Can't run. "Compared with the injury of Lilou, Brother Meng's physical fitness is obviously worse.
"The wound on your head is cracked, the gauze is already showing blood, and the head injury is more dangerous than the other positions." Brother Meng's tone was serious, and at this time, he made Lilou realize that his white coat might not have been worn by any doctor.
"You can't stop, at least find a safe place for the time being." Even though Lilou's cold body is now a little warmer, his tone is still calm.
"But the wound on your head, if you don't deal with it......" Brother Meng worried.
"I can still tolerate the wound on my head, but if I meet that pervert again, I don't think we can beat him or escape from him again." Lilou's tone became colder and colder, and the uneasiness that had disappeared in his heart suddenly came back to him, and the uneasiness that had been found to be abnormal outside the dusted glass at the beginning was approaching again.
"No, let's go." Li Lou didn't have time to explain, so he could only avoid the uneasy area in his heart.
As I walked briskly, the anxiety in my heart gradually dissipated, and my body warmed up a little, but the injury on the back of my head became more and more serious, and my head was mixed up, which had seriously affected my eyesight.
Brother Meng grabbed Lilou's hand, panted and walked in front of her and bent down: "Come up, I'll carry you." Your wound can't get any worse. ”
Li Lou knew the current situation very well, and he was not hypocritical, so he lay on Brother Meng's back.
This plant, it seems, is huge.
From the beginning of the small canteen, they have already walked through five or six large workshops, and in the distance, there are still long Jackie Chan workshops.
The perimeter was a rusty iron mesh with knee-high weeds inside and out.
This is also the reason why he ran away from Lou at the beginning and chose to enter the workshop and did not dare to walk in the grass.
It is too easy to leave traces, not to mention, it is not possible to walk out of the endless meadow, and it is not certain that the meadow must be land.
The uneasiness in his heart gradually disappeared, and he patted Brother Meng on the shoulder: "Let me go first." ”
Regarding Brother Meng's physical fitness, even if he was carried by him this part of the way, he still did not give hope to Lou.
It seemed that seeing her thoughts from Lilou's eyes, Brother Meng's immature baby face was a little annoyed, and explained: "My physical fitness is okay, this is ...... It's scary. ”
Lilou looked up at him quietly.
This made Brother Meng feel that the girl who was looking up at him in front of him seemed to be looking down on him.
"In this case, it is a person, and you can feel ...... harm" Before the words were finished, looking at the girl in front of him who had been unusually calm, Brother Meng chose to shut up.
"Your full name, what's your name?" For Lilou, a name is just a title.
After having a title, it doesn't matter to her whether it's her real name or not.