That cold light flashed, Zhao Huaijin raised his head, and saw that Lin Anping seemed to be about to kill the man, so he immediately opened his mouth to stop him, "Anping, no, it's useful to keep him." ”

Zhao Huaijin has seen the portrait of a thin man and a scar man, things are by no means so simple, those damn ones, none of them will be spared.

Lin Anping, who had just raised his hand and was about to swing the knife down, heard Zhao Huaijin's voice, and his reason gradually returned, although he wanted to cut the man with a thousand knives, but he still forced himself to stop.

"Uncle, uncle, spare your life." When the thin man saw that the knife was only a few centimeters away from his neck, he was already so frightened that he couldn't possess his body, and he only knew how to kowtow desperately to spare his life.

Zhao Huaijin looked at the thin man's eyes coldly, as if he was looking at a dead thing, without the slightest temperature.

"Huh, spare your life?" Zhao Huaijin let out a sneer.

"It's not impossible to spare you." Zhao Huaijin said in a calm tone.

When the thin man heard this, his heart was overjoyed.

"Do you still have an accomplice? A man with a scar on his face, where is he? Zhao Huaijin's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Yes, he's gone to town to buy something. I'll be back tomorrow as promised. The thin man replied in a hurry.

"Anping, take off one of the man's arms." Zhao Huaijin opened his mouth lightly, as casually as saying what the weather was like today.

Hua Muyue stopped sobbing and looked up at Zhao Huaijin, he was a stranger to himself, cold, and dumbfounded.

A cry of "ah" accompanied by a "click" sounded, and in this silent night, the birds in the trees were startled to scatter and flee.

Lin Anping neatly removed one of the thin man's arms.

"Anping, come over here and use a dagger to cut the rope on the lady's body." Zhao Huaijin said to Lin Anping.

"Okay." Lin Anping ran over, and Hua Muyue shrank back to Zhao Huaijin, not wanting Anping to see his embarrassed appearance.

Hua Muyue was like a frightened bird, which made Lin Anping's heart hurt.

Lin Anping said softly: "Sister Yue, it's okay, it'll be fine right away." ”

Taking advantage of Hua Muyue's inattention, he cut the rope on her feet, but when he saw Hua Muyue's broken skin and bleeding wrist, he didn't dare to do it for a while, even if it was a small move, he was afraid that Sister Yue would hurt.

Seeing Lin Anping's eyes full of pity, Hua Muyue's heart warmed slightly, and she said the first sentence, "Anping, I'm fine." ”

The voice was extremely hoarse, and it was soft and powerless.

Lin Anping carefully cut the rope on Hua Muyue's hand.

Zhao Huaijin put his coat on Hua Muyue.

"Huai Jin, I want to go home." Hua Muyue's voice was tired.

"Okay, Yue'er, let's go home." Zhao Huaijin looked at Hua Muyue's eyes, so gentle that they could drown.

"Brother Jin, what should you do with this person?" Lin Anping glanced at the thin man who was rolling on the ground.

"Removed his other arm." Zhao Huaijin looked at the thin man coldly, and he separated your arms just to torture you.

"Ahh Another heart-shaking scream rang out.

"Anping, tie his legs to this table with a rope. You don't have to stun him, just keep him awake. ”

After Zhao Huaijin finished speaking, he picked up Hua Muyue, but when he got up, his head suddenly felt dizzy, and he stood still and steadied his mind.

If Hua Muyue usually would definitely notice the strangeness of Zhao Huaijin's body, his face was also extremely pale, but now she was full of exhaustion and just wanted to leave this nightmarish place as soon as possible.

"Brother Jin, I'll come." Lin Anping, who felt the slowdown, noticed Zhao Huaijin's physical discomfort.

Zhao Huaijin was very reluctant to let go of Hua Muyue in his arms, but he knew that now was not the time to be reckless, and it was imperative to send the lady home before dawn.