Chapter 254: How Many People Have Been Killed?
Such a short journey, but she seemed to have spent a lifetime, with a long and endless end in front of her, and a foul-smelling bloody mouth behind her.
Finally, as her toes stumbled over the edge of the protruding manhole cover, she fell to the ground again, and this time, she never got back up again.
On the fingers full of tears, the nail covers were half scraped off at some point, and the extreme pain passed through the ten fingers, directly hurting her heart, and cold sweat kept sliding down the roots of her hair, mixed with viscous blood, rolling into her mouth.
She looked up sadly at the dark and starless sky, closed her eyes and shed two lines of bitter tears in despair.
"Looks like you're in need of help......"
The lazy male voice entered her eyelids with a pair of black leather shoes, as if grasping the last straw, she gradually came back to her senses, raised her hand and grabbed the corner of the man's black clothes, and climbed up little by little.
"Sir, save me...... Help me...... Please...... Please...... Rescue ...... I ......"
Her throat was rough and hoarse with a plea for help, and the blood on her hands wet the man's upper.
"If there is an even more terrible demon standing in front of you at this moment, do you still need me to save you?"
The sound was like a magic sound from hell, and the girl's eyes widened, and her fingers tugged at his clothes tightly, as if they were going to dig a few holes in the cloth.
What if there was another devil standing in front of her now? The girl's lower lip was bitten and bleeding white, and it was only after a while that she opened her blood-misty eyes and struggled to look up at the man whose face was covered by a wide brim in the night.
"So...... Are you going to kill me now? ”
"Hehe......" The man under the brim of his hat laughed loudly, his eyes under the mask lowered and looked down at the girl who was lying on the ground and staring at him stubbornly, and his tone was so soft that he didn't like to speak.
"Of course, not now."
If she can control the murderous desire in her heart, it's just the future, and she doesn't know.
As long as she doesn't want to die now, no matter who saves her, she won't give up, even if there is a chance to live. The girl climbed forward again, reached out and hugged the man's ankle, and pressed her face to his calf, trying to win the man's pity and sympathy for her.
She hugged his ankles in a submissive manner, indicating that she had been his possession from this moment on, and her tame expression made the masked man raise his lips in satisfaction, and his dark eyes looked at the person walking across with a kitchen knife.
"Hey, man, how many people have you killed?"
The ethereal voice was unusually clear in the quiet street, and the man a foot away stopped, his bloodshot eyes trying to identify the appearance of the man in black opposite, until he was sure that the man was wearing a white mask, and he barely suppressed the blood surging in his body.
"No matter how few people you kill, you will kill more than you."
"Oh? Is it? That doesn't have to be...... Mind telling me how many people you killed? ”
Is it so powerful? I'm curious, the tip of my tongue under the mask licked the red and gorgeous lips, and the hidden murderous intent under my eyes was about to burst out of my eyes, wantonly in the entire gloomy air.
"How many people have you killed? Boom ...... You died and went down to the ground, didn't you know?! ”
From his voice, the man roughly estimated his age, and his heart gradually let go again, and his ugly face once again showed murderous intent, and he approached him step by step with his eyes narrowed.