() The sound of the flow of water is not a stream of water, but a stream of blood that spurts out. The scream came from He Qiuye, she had long felt that her back was cold, and the gloomy atmosphere lingered, and at this time it really made her heart cold.

A cold palm was attached to her shoulder, and with a slight force, it slipped down her bare shoulder and slipped to her neck, the palm was rough and ugly, like a wriggling worm.

Of course, He Qiuye had to scream in surprise, in this suffocating atmosphere, any girl would have to scream.

But the reason for He Qiuye's screaming was not this, as early as before and after the start of this banquet, the fear and despair that she could experience, perhaps most people could not experience in a lifetime, she had experienced countless times in two hours, and this experience alone was no longer enough for her to let out such a desperate shout.

Because when she turned her head mechanically and saw a human face with a green yin and a face like ashes, she really felt that death was in front of her.

The so-called human face is not a description or modification, but a blood-drenched human skin face that has been cut off alive. It would not be accurate to say that it was alive, because the face that shook with fear was ripped from the corpse.

The thing swayed swaggering on He Qiuye's shoulder, blood sticking to her back drop by drop, and the smell of blood on her body solidified into a stench.

He Qiuye's legs trembled wildly, but she didn't dare to move her body, because a two-foot-long watermelon knife was on her neck, strangling blood in the slightest. So much so that she only dared to scream, but she did not dare to move.

When she turned around, apart from this terrifying sight that had been frozen in her memory, it was another face, which was so well set in her head. This is not accurate, He Qiuye felt that this face was even more terrifying than the human skin.

Zhao Lao Wu.

This weird guy suddenly appeared behind He Qiuye, and when everyone noticed this, Zhao Lao Wu's bark-like old face was quite interesting, and the blade in his hand flashed with cold light.

The most nervous thing was Leng Shuang, she really didn't want anyone to die in this annex anymore. She gently pulled her pistol from her waist without a sound, her sweaty palms clenched tightly.

"You're going to kill me, hahaha, you're crazy." Zhao Lao Wu suddenly said something of unknown meaning, even Leng Shuang didn't realize what he would do, and suddenly a cold light flickered in front of her eyes, and in this flash, only the sound of metal bouncing was heard trembling in her ears.

Scold.

Before Leng Shuang even understood, the sweat on his body had already rolled down involuntarily. When he turned his face, Leng Shuang's two strands of slender hair shook off his cheeks. How many weapons were hidden in Zhao Lao Wu's body, Leng Shuang didn't know, but like this, a slender blade cut through her face, and a hundred lives were not enough.

Just when a few people were sitting in a circle waiting for the police to rescue, this Zhao Lao Wu didn't know where he went, of course, now they finally understand what Zhao Lao Wu was doing just now.

Leng Shuang held the gun in both hands and came to Feng Yuan's side, her petite body blocked in front of him, her neck was cold, and she whispered:

"If you can run, find a room at random, hide, and you won't be allowed to come out without my permission!"

Leng Shuang's words are orders. I don't know when it started, everyone had such a consensus in their hearts, and in a hurry, Huang Zixi grabbed Meng Wan's wrist, and the two of them leaned against the wall and went to the room along the wall.

Zhao Lao Wu's head didn't move, eyes

His eyes seemed to grow on the two of them, and his pupils bulged out suddenly, following the steps of the two of them, and followed to the door of the room.

"Separate!" Leng Shuang frowned and roared, Huang Zixi and Meng Wan almost fell to the ground, so they hurriedly separated and hid in a room.

Lu Buming took a closer look, Huang Zixi went to the third room on the left hand, and Meng Wan was the second. The rooms of the two were next to each other, and they were the two closest to the wall. Huang Zixi was actually a gentleman at this time, and took the initiative to give Meng Wan a closer room.

At this time, the closer you are, the safer it is.

Lu Buming looked at Huang Zixi's cleverness, and couldn't help but smile.

"You can still laugh." Leng Shuang glanced back, Lu Buming had already begun to untie her rope, and she frowned.

"Isn't there a saying? Smile and smile for ten years. Lu Buming laughed and gaged.

Leng Shuang was so stunned by his quibbly that she couldn't talk back for a while, her eyes didn't dare to leave Zhao Laowu's ugly hand for a moment, he had already begun to break He Qiuye's waist seal, the latter didn't even dare to move, his body stiffened, and a slender line of blood dripped from his neck.

With both hands, she squeezed the handle of the gun steadily, and with the other hand, she slowly pushed the safety open, her slender fingers gently pulled at the trigger, this time she finally stopped bluffing, took a deep breath, and Leng Shuang's two pupils glowed like nightingales.

"yes, yes, it's long overdue, isn't it? It's a murderous mansion, it's a cursed villa, hahaha, it's weapons everywhere, what does that mean? Do you still need me to say this? Zhao Lao Wu's pupils turned up, as if he was really cursed by some unknown curse, his body shook and lost control.

He stretched out his long sticky tongue and licked it on the knife edge, sweat dripping from his palm, and rubbed it against He Qiuye's smooth skin, staining it a little bit, and He Qiuye's coat was mostly faded.

At this tense moment, Leng Shuang still heard Lu Buming's laughter coming from behind.

"You could die here, and you can still laugh." Leng Shuang said.

"If you don't laugh now, do you want to laugh when you're going to die?" Lu Buming seemed to see very openly, one of his legs had stretched out, and he began to untie the rope on the other side. I have to say that Leng Shuang's skills in tying people are really excellent, and Lu Buming can only say yes to this.

"What are you doing?" Leng Shuang heard the sound of squirming, and also realized that Lu Buming began to untie the rope. "Tie it back!"

Leng Shuang's request was really the funniest joke Lu Buming had ever heard in his life, and he could only accompany him and say: "Officer Leng, your request just now is like asking for a crab that crawls out of the pot and cooks itself in the pot by itself, do you think it is possible?" ”

Leng Shuang took a few steps back, and his elbow gave Lu Buming a blow. Although she didn't have long eyes on her back, and Lu Buming was not crippled, Leng Shuang's movements were neat and crisp, and Lu Buming didn't have any reaction time. So his stomach was hit so hard that Lu Buming couldn't even make a whimper.

"Tie it back." Leng Shuang repeated it again.

“…… What a skill, Officer Leng. Lu Buming only felt that his whole brain was about to be drummed out by Leng Shuang at this moment, he staggered and stood up straight, his hands and feet began to tremble, and he couldn't concentrate on untying the remaining left leg.

"Now when is this? You will still tie me up, and this is a harm to me. Lu Buming glanced at Zhao Lao Wu, this old prostitute's eyes were full of eyes, and he didn't pay any attention to the two people watching the play in front of him

, even more excited.

"You're a suspect, and it's my responsibility to take you back to the police." Leng Shuang's tone sounded unacceptable, but she was a little anxious, which was also in Lu Buming's eyes.

"Anyway, the premise is to bring it back alive, isn't it? I'm a suspect, huh? Lu Buming twisted his body, came to Leng Shuang's back with his feet, his chin rested on Leng Shuang's shoulder, and from the side of her face, her round and white cheeks were as beautiful as moonlight.

Leng Shuang gritted her teeth, she was also in a dilemma now.

"Don't worry, if you want to die, I will die before you." Leng Shuang's eyes flashed, and he said without hesitation. When Lu Buming heard Leng Shuang's words, the laughter of the original hippie smile suddenly lowered, and his face became serious and silent.

"Cold, Officer Leng......" At this time, He Qiuye's trembling voice floated over, Leng Shuang looked at He Qiuye's frightened gaze, the long skirt on his chest faded, most of the smooth skin on his body was exposed, and with tears in his eyes, he finally asked Leng Shuang for help.

Zhao Lao Wu's old face was shining red, one of his hands was still dragging the bubbling bloody face, and his body exuded a disgusting smell of corpse odor, I really don't know what he did just now.

"Officer?" He seemed to have noticed Leng Shuang's existence at this time, a pair of dirty eyes glanced over for a moment, the corners of his mouth hooked a huge arc, and the hideous expression exposed between his teeth frustrated and made a sound.

"Okay, officer, I'm cursed, I'm going to kill someone, are you going to break me? Come on! Zhao Lao Wu's expression was wrong, he grabbed He Qiuye's neck on the side, and began to approach Leng Shuang step by step, like a wolf dragging a little lamb.

Every time Zhao Lao Wu took a step closer, Leng Shuang subconsciously took a step back. But after all, the room space is limited, and Leng Shuang has finally reached a situation where there is no way back.

"Zhao Lao Wu, what do you want to do?" Leng Shuang asked.

Zhao Lao Wu laughed for a long time, until he was almost in front of Leng Shuang. At this time, in front of Leng Shuang were Zhao Laowu and He Qiuye, and behind him was Lu Buming.

"What do you want to do? Look, what did these people do? Zhao Lao Wu said: "Kill! Whip the corpse! See what all this is? Is it human? ”

Zhao Lao Wu raised the face in his hand and put it in front of Leng Shuang. Rao is Leng Shuang had never seen such a disgusting thing, a skinny face was scraped off the bones of the cheek, and the cracked skin paper on the cheekbones was really like a piece of paper, and it even trembled in the palm of Zhao Laowu's withered old tree.

The blood vessels and nerves on the skin of the face are almost mottled and visible, and the blood has long covered the appearance of the whole face, but Leng Shuang still feels that the stomach is surging upwards when he looks at it.

"Hehe, I see. These are not people for a long time, neither am I, neither are you, none of these are these. Zhao Lao Wu said, the watermelon knife in his hand used two points of force on He Qiuye's neck, and a red blood gushed out, He Qiuye was like a chicken caught by the neck, there was no resistance at all, her face was pale, and she had already lost a little anger.

"So, these weapons, these things, are all for me, if you don't want them, give them to me, give them all." Zhao Lao Wu said: "Here, if you want to kill people, want women, do whatever you want, you can do anything, isn't it." ”

Zhao Lao Wu said, put his head on the muzzle of Leng Shuang's gun, and a real feeling got into Leng Shuang's hands. Zhao Lao Wu even stretched out his ugly finger and clasped the finger on the cold double trigger.

"Come on, shoot." Zhao Lao Wu said.

"He's crazy." Lu Buming stared at Zhao Lao Wu and said.