Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Perpetrator

The whole body was shrouded in a black robe, and it was completely impossible to see the person's appearance and appearance.

It's just that by the moonlight outside the window, I can barely see that in the palm of this figure, he is clutching a sharp blade, reflecting the dazzling light.

Step by step, the figure walked in the direction of the bed.

The footsteps were slight, silent, as if a ghost was floating in mid-air, without the slightest movement.

The appearance of such a figure in the dark night only made people feel cold to the bone.

I walked slowly and finally arrived at the bedside.

Seeing the two motionless figures lying there on the bed, a cruel smile appeared on their faces.

His eyes swept over the man's body, and finally fell on Su Qingya's body next to him, and when he saw the snow-white dress on Su Qingya's body, the man's appearance became extremely cruel.

Anger, hatred!

All kinds of feelings converge on the man's chest at this time, making the man feel that his chest is almost about to explode.

His chest was heaving violently, and his teeth were creaking.

In the moonlight, the face that was not handsome was even more distorted like a devil.

Kill her, kill her, kill her, kill her......

A voice kept echoing in my head.

Let this person get rid of that woman quickly.

But the man resisted the urge in his heart...... No, you can't kill the woman first.

If the woman's movement before she dies is too loud, it will be a little troublesome to wake up the man.

This man doesn't seem to be an ordinary person.

This is definitely a major threat to himself, and this man should be dealt with first.

This person knows very well who is the priority in his heart.

Standing quietly next to the man lying on the bed, he raised his hands high, the sharp tips of the knives, reflecting the dazzling light.

This time, let's not waste time.

Although I really want to torture this guy hard, but I don't have this kind of kung fu at the moment, it's better to clean this guy up quickly.

At the same time, I had no idea what was going on outside, and I was sleeping comfortably, I had never slept so comfortably in such a long time.

Just as I was sleeping comfortably, suddenly, a grimace covered in blood and covered with dense scars suddenly appeared in my mind.

Such an image suddenly appeared in my mind, and my pajamas were completely dispersed in an instant, and I could even hear a piercing scream in my ears.

His body trembled violently, and he opened his eyes in an instant.

However, the moment I opened my eyes, an even more terrifying image appeared in front of me.

I saw that in front of me, there was a dark figure standing, holding a sharp blade with both hands, and a sharp knife was stabbing at my chest frantically.

Damn, what's going on?

Just open your eyes and see such a picture, is this a nightmare, or is it reality?

I even felt like I had become a little confused, and I couldn't tell if what was happening in front of me was real or false.

But whether it was a nightmare or reality, when facing that sharp knife, I still made the most instinctive reaction, and I didn't have time to think too much, and my body suddenly turned over towards Su Qingya.

At the moment when my body just turned over, the knife, almost wiping my clothes, poked into the top of the mattress, and pierced it directly.

Hiss......

I couldn't help but gasp.

If I hadn't woken up in time, I'm afraid my body would have been pierced to the core, right?

Mom, that's a little scary, isn't it?

Su Qingya was hit by me when she turned over, her body popped, and she fell to the ground.

Rubbing his head, he was a little confused: "What's wrong, hey, why did I fall to the ground?"

This girl, don't you understand what kind of situation is now?

I didn't have time to think too much, my body got up from the bed, bent down slightly, and blocked in front of Su Qingya, staring at the black figure opposite.

At the same time, I touched my waist with the inside of my hand, and a saber appeared in the palm of my hand.

I've got a guy on me, too.

Although I don't work as a police officer and don't have a gun anymore, I can still use a knife.

With a flick of the blade, the saber flew towards the black shadow, and with a pop, it slashed over the black shadow's shoulder, bringing out a trace of blood.

The guy on the other side saw that I had woken up, and the best opportunity had been wasted, plus the arm injury was obviously a little annoyed, so he took a sip, quickly retreated, and rushed out directly from the door.

I hurriedly chased after him from behind.

It's just that this guy's body is more flexible than I imagined, almost like a monkey, pressing the handrail with one hand on the stairs, constantly jumping.

By the time I got into the hall, there was no one in sight.

The door to the hall was wide open, and gusts of cold wind kept blowing.

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