Chapter Ninety-Six: A Moment of Life and Death

As the red button was pressed and the rails beneath me began to slide slowly, I heard the sound of the closed iron door of the incinerator slowly opening not far above my head.

As if the call of death.

It was also at this moment that I saw the appearance of the person who came.

The height is not too tall, only about 1.78 meters, which is naturally only relative to Shen Jingyun. Bronzed skin, short broken hair, and distinctive eyebrows, thick and neat, like two sharp swords, flying towards the sideburns.

Under such good-looking eyebrows, there are a pair of smart big eyes, which makes him look like he should be cold, with a little more naughty.

However, the most characteristic thing is that at the tail of his eyebrow bone, there is a scar, which slashes diagonally across the corners of his eyes, but it is not hideous, but it gives him a strange charm.

He is dressed very strangely, some like Shen Jingyun's practice clothes, and also like a short cardigan in Hanfu, but in modern society, such clothing may not be nothing.

I was relieved that he was there, but the situation was so bad and critical that in less than ten seconds I would be in the incinerator.

He rushed into the room and saw what I was doing, and I saw a hint of surprise in his eyes, and a clear sigh of relief, as if he hoped to find me more than I hoped to be saved.

But now, it's no longer the time to talk nonsense, and he's seen what I'm like.

In silence, he rushed towards me, and he didn't know what he had taken from his waist and threw it at me.

It was a piece of rope, made of something I don't know, white and yellow, and elastic, and the rope wrapped around my left foot at once, and then he wrapped the other end of the rope around his arm hard and quickly, and began to drag me.

My body moved towards him, and I saw that with a little more force I could be pulled off this deadly iron bed.

But how could Xiao Qiang allow such a situation to happen, but at this moment, Xiao Qiang appeared silently behind the person with a hideous smile, and a cold knife suddenly flashed in his hand, and stabbed the person in the back mercilessly.

I couldn't help but shout, "Be careful! The visitor seemed to have noticed the danger very well, and swooped forward to avoid the deadly attack.

But inevitably, his left arm was still cut by a knife, and even cut through his clothes, bleeding bright red blood, and in an instant, soaked the clothes on his left shoulder.

I still have half of my body still hanging on the iron bed, and as the slide slides forward, my body involuntarily moves towards the "gate of hell", because it is an old-fashioned incinerator, I seem to feel a residual heat that has not yet dissipated, and there is an indescribable smell in it, which is about to engulf me.

I wanted to come down by myself, but when I was put on the iron bed, my hands and feet were tied, and they were not untied, plus Xiaoqiang also knocked a wide belt on my waist in order to be foolproof, and fixed me on the iron bed.

Between me and the visitor, the rope tied was instantly stretched straight, and his arm was uncontrollably pulled by me, and it was this moment that made him notice my dangerous situation.

He screamed, and began to pull me hard again, and most of my body was finally dragged off the iron bed, and my feet could touch the ground, but my feet were tied side by side, and I couldn't take a step even if I landed.

What's even more dangerous is that the strap that was originally fastened around my waist was pulled by someone who came to pull me, and my body slid outward, and it was strangled on my neck, blocked by my chin, and I couldn't break free.

I shook my head desperately, trying to get rid of the damn strap, but the distance between the iron bed and the strap was only a little bit, and someone had to help me pull the strap before I could turn my head around.

It's useless to procrastinate, and then I'll just be strangled to death.

I was suffocated, the pain in my throat became more and more obvious, I couldn't help coughing violently, but I felt more and more deprived of oxygen.

Where will Xiaoqiang let us go, the person who came was clearly embarrassed and fell to the ground, he stepped forward, the knife stabbed at the person mercilessly again, he asked in a low voice: "Say, who are you!" How could ordinary people easily deal with my walking corpse? ”

At such a dangerous time, where would anyone answer his question, he rolled on his side in embarrassment, avoiding the knife that Xiao Qiang stabbed at the back of his heart, and another roll with very flexible movements, got up from the ground, and rushed towards me.

Xiao Qiang naturally saw his intentions, and rushed over after him, shouting, "How can I let you destroy the sacrifice of the true god!" ”

The visitor ignored him, frowned and jumped, and threw himself on my iron bed, and reached out to take hold of the strap around my neck, which I took the opportunity to pull away and get out of the crisis.

But the situation does not make people breathe a sigh of relief, Xiaoqiang at this time, also ran to the side of the slide, I didn't have time to really land, he pulled my clothes, pulled up, pressed back on the iron bed, and firmly pressed one of the thighs with one hand.

He smirked, a look of madness flashing in his eyes, and shouted, "In that case, then you should throw yourself into the arms of the true god together." ”

At this time, we were less than a meter away from the door of the incinerator, I struggled desperately, tearing Xiaoqiang holding my arm, the person who came was lying on his stomach, was pressed on one thigh, and he couldn't desperately support his body, so he could only reluctantly turn around and attack Xiaoqiang with his fist holding his other arm.

Because we all know that once we enter the small door of the incinerator, if we go in more than half of the distance of our bodies, even if Xiaoqiang no longer holds us down at that time, we will be stuck by the small door and unable to get up.

He only had to push us at that point to push us completely, and once we were pushed inside, the incinerator would have closed automatically and ignited automatically..... I don't know, but it would probably be.

So the time left for us may really only be three or four seconds.

But at this time, Xiao Qiang seems to have become King Kong's incorruptible body, no matter how crazy I hit him with the people who came, his hands were immovable, I remembered what he said before, as if there was some kind of power given by the true God.

The more we struggled, the more proud he became, and the harder he held our hands, moving his steps as the rails glided.

I felt like I was only being pushed to the limit by this crisis, and my mind suddenly went blank inexplicably, and there was only one question lingering in my mind, how could I get out of this crisis.

In an instant, there was a strange change in front of my eyes, it was a very strange picture, I saw Xiao Qiang's body and face become blurred, and there seemed to be a gray air flow around him, surrounding him as if wrapping his whole person, like an impenetrable aura.

Those aircurrents seem to be conscious of themselves, constantly squeezing into his body, but this process is also limited, not all airflows can be squeezed in, I don't know what is going on, but I found that the airflow that seems to wrap him is not completely airtight, there are many places that are much weaker, and there are places that are completely blank.

At this point, the situation was so dangerous that I couldn't think too much about it, and I yelled at the visitor with a gambling mentality: "Kick him three inches below the shoulder, kick that place hard." ”

The place I'm talking about is around Xiao Qiang's body, a place with weak airflow.

At this point, I couldn't think about whether the man could do it, after all, he was held down on his stomach.

At this time, the person said to me with difficulty: "Are you sure?" ”

I nodded vigorously, and the person who came no longer hesitated at this moment, suddenly roared, supported my body with my arms at once, and used this strength to twist my waist and turn around and punch me hard.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and my life and that of the visitor were blocked by his punch.

I don't know if what I'm seeing is a hallucination, but am I right? But in the next moment, Xiao Qiang's eyes showed a look of disbelief, he suddenly snorted in pain, pressed the comer's arm and trembled, and finally let go of the comer, and couldn't help but take a step back, and also took the opportunity to hold my hand.

He clutched the place where he had been beaten, as if it was an unbearable pain.

The visitor didn't have time to say anything, but he deftly turned over, got up from the iron bed, and grabbed my clothes and dragged me off the iron bed.

My body slammed to the ground, and at that moment, the iron bed finally slid into the iron door, and there was a "squeak" above my head, which was the sound of the iron door closing.

I stood up regardless of the pain in my body, and a joy for the rest of my life, and an indescribable sadness spread to the bottom of my heart, and I couldn't help crying.

At this moment, the person who came stood up, covered his waist with one hand, and clenched his fist in front of his chest with the other, and said to me: "Sister, don't cry patronizingly, that guy won't be reconciled, if I can't win, it will be a matter of minutes for us to be thrown into the incinerator by him again, and then say, where to beat him?" ”

At this moment, the inexplicable fantasy before has disappeared, but I still remember some weak points of the air current, I know that what the person said is indeed reasonable, just wanted to speak, but saw him twist his body exaggeratedly, while quickly rubbing his waist, while exaggeratedly said: "Just now, my waist is about to break." ”

It was indeed not something that ordinary people could do just now, and it could be seen, not to mention whether people would be able to do those magical spells, at least they were also a person who had practiced some physical arts.

At this time, Xiaoqiang seemed to have recovered from the pain and rushed towards us again.