Chapter Eighty-Six: Mischief (Part II)

The corners of my mouth turned up unnaturally, thinking: "It seems that this aboriginal girl's trick has begun", at the same time, I myself am constantly contemplating, in terms of fighting, she and Hu Ya are not the same type at all, Hu Ya is the kind of lean muscle type, and this aboriginal girl, white and thin skin, even the fat is pitiful, and she can't beat her.

So, if the purpose of the demon girl sending her here is to kill us, it is nothing more than to attack the heart, either to use such a delicious "dessert" to separate me and Dandan, or simply to understand me in my bed, of course, although I can't judge the purpose of this group of natives or whether the demon girl has such a high level of strategy, but it is always good to plan ahead.

Seeing the indigenous girl of the demon girl tribe flash in through the entrance of the cave, I knew that the scene should be here.

Hold the bird gun in front of you to prevent her from suddenly dodging and hitting me with a heavy object, I don't have any sharp weapons in that cave that I have already cleaned up, remember the fish ball incident? Didn't this little cub almost kill me with a knife? Since she fell into a coma again, Lao Tzu has cleaned up this cave and can't even find a sharp stone.

I coughed lightly and walked into the cave with a clenched clench of the bird in front of me, and deliberately bent down to make myself shorter as a precaution, but in fact, it was clear that I didn't need any of this at all.

The native girl was worthy of being a couple with Dandan, and when I walked into the cave cautiously in my heart, I saw that this stupid woman was looking all over the house for something to hold in her hand, and she actually aimed at the pillar I was standing on in the cave, but found that the pillar was too thick to be her material at all, so she turned her attention to the wooden board I used to record the date.

There was an unnatural sneer on my face, if the demon girl really filmed her to my disadvantage, then this indigenous girl is definitely a national first-class actor, her acting skills are perfect and unpicky, and I almost believe it.

The calendar board is actually not light at all, but because I cut it into a wooden board, it looks relatively light, I stared at her with all my strength to pick up the wooden board and protect it on her chest, just like the feeling of the big girl in the village meeting the Japanese devil during the anti-Japanese period, the small breasts floated tightly, and the beautiful eyes stared at me, as if to say to me: "One step further, one step further I will fight with you."

It was also at this moment that I suddenly understood why Dandan was so attracted to this indigenous girl, the kind of perseverance and determination on this girl's face at this moment, with the eyes, nose, small mouth, chin, every detail of her whole body, it was so beautiful, with firmness in fear, and there was still a girl in the struggle, this beauty was not pretended, but grew in her bones, and it was by no means created by practicing a few yoga classes and taking a few bodybuilding classes.

In the moments of my thought, the natives suddenly screamed and picked up the calendar board, which was taller than hers, and rushed towards me, one end of the board straight to my chest, ignoring the muzzle of my black hole, as if she were not going to die.

But there was nothing offensive about it, not swift and not at all powerful, and though it seemed that she had done her best, because of the length and weight of the plank, and sure enough, she did not take two steps before she fell herself to the ground, and the plank did not even touch the tips of my toes.

The smile on my face was even stronger, looking at this woman who played the beauty trick so vividly, squatted down, pressed her waist and one arm with her knees, so that she couldn't move, and at the same time gently touched the hemp skirt on this woman's body a few times with a bird's gun, and asked coldly, "What did the demon girl send you to do?" ”

This sentence is too complicated, for an indigenous person, even if he has followed me for a year, I am afraid that he will not understand what it means at all, let alone this indigenous woman who has come into contact with her for the first time, and I estimate that she is even more unlikely to understand what "demon girl" means.

However, I really can't think of any short "words" in my head that describe my thoughts.

It seems that the "text" is not successful, because there is no basis for "communication" at all, and the language is not understood, where does the confession come from, but there is a kind of "communication" I know that she must be able to understand what I mean, "torture to extract confessions."

I pulled out the military dagger in my waist, the cold cold light shook in front of her eyes, and then, through her neck, slowly slid to her chest, to be honest, I didn't dare to put the dagger close to her important parts, such as the neck, heart, cheeks, worried that if this was really a good citizen, it would hurt her by mistake, so I pointed the dagger at the lower abdomen of the chest, this position except for a few intestines, there are no important organs, if there is really an accident, I also have plenty of time to take the dagger away without being fatal.

She stared in horror at the frosty tip of the knife that slid straight from her face to her lower abdomen, her eyes were complicated, mixed with "fear, anger, hatred, shame", I couldn't tell, but I subconsciously seemed to have a feeling that I had done something wrong. she