Zhao Chunling was crying with her eyes closed, but now she was suddenly lifted up by Ding Candle, she opened her eyes and looked at Ding Candle who mentioned herself, a pair of eyes slowly showed despair in tears, she nodded, but she couldn't say a word, as if the whole person was hypnotized and continued to sing with the people around her.

Like when you are tired you need to be fierce,

Like an anointed man who needs to be liberated

……

"Where's your weapon?" Ding Candle doesn't care whether they are desperate or not, sad or not, and wanting to follow and arrest them has never been something that Ding Candle can do.

Fang Ying's own weapon was estimated to have already been robbed, so Ding Zhu was empty-handed when he entered this mission.

The weapons in her hands are gone, it doesn't mean that the weapons in the hands of other people are gone, although these six girls have given up resistance, but since they are still alive, it means that the weapons in their hands still exist, originally Ding Zhu planned to tell them when he came down from the top of the lighthouse this morning, let them take out their weapons and lend them for their own use.

But at that time, first, I was afraid that these girls would not dare to lend to her, and second, she felt that the danger should not come so soon, so she planned to wait for her to get up and take care of them to borrow, but she never expected that she would leave room for life, but life came up directly and slapped her hard.

"Speak! What about your weapons! Ding Zhu looked at Zhao Chunling's body that had been paralyzed into a pile and threw her away directly, and then lifted Lu Ping on the side and asked loudly.

Although the girls have regarded death as home, and they are about to be frightened by the impending death, but there are still people who have retained a bit of sanity, Wang Xiaolan's face was full of tears, and she broke away from the people on both sides, rushed to the corner, and took out the "weapons" they hid and did not count, but also used them, and brought them to Ding Candle.

"It's all here, it's all here." Wang Xiaolan raised her head and looked at Ding Zhu, her tears kept flowing down, and her whole body trembled like sifting chaff without any difference.

Ding Candle glanced at these six "weapons" and instantly understood the reason why these six girls gave up hope, none of these six things can be regarded as serious weapons.

Bricks, hemp rope, laptops, binoculars, pickaxes, baseball bats.

For her, these six weapons are very useful, but for the six girls, it seems that each one is not very useful, their physical fitness is very poor, and they gave up hope of survival at the beginning, even if the best weapon is placed in their hands, I am afraid that it will lose its effect.

The lighthouse has a total of seven floors, except for the top floor, which is transparent, the others are like houses, and there is only one staircase at the exit, when Ding Zhu was packing up these six weapons, he actually heard footsteps entering the first floor of the lighthouse.

Hearing these footsteps, not to mention Wang Xiaolan, the other five girls were also covered in chaff, although they were ready to die from the beginning, even if they planned to give up all resistance at the beginning, but when the real death came, no one could face it calmly.

The nervousness distorted their voices a little.

"Do you want to live?" Ding Zhu looked at Wang Xiaolan and only asked one sentence.

Wang Xiaolan was so frightened that her legs were weak, there were not only tears but also snot on her white face, although she was trembling all over, but after hearing Ding Candle's words, she still nodded without hesitation, and kept nodding.

"Then you go back to where you are, sing, sing with everyone, sing loudly, close your eyes, and act as if there is nothing."

"But...... "Wang Xiaolan wanted to say, how could it be treated as nothing?" They are scared to death now, how can they be treated as nothing, they are going to die soon.

However, before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Ding Candle, and her face was cold: "If you don't want to live, you can continue to stand here." ”

Wang Xiaolan had never seen such a gaze on Fang Ying's face, if it was cold and so hard, it seemed to be the ice that had never melted in the extreme north.

Under that cold, almost cold gaze, Wang Xiaolan didn't know how she crawled back to her original position with her hands and feet, she only heard the footsteps downstairs getting closer and closer, probably to the second floor, maybe the third floor.

One last glance at Ding Candle, Wang Xiaolan only saw Ding Candle's figure bending down to choose a weapon, and then the other party threw a cold eye knife at her, she immediately closed her eyes and sang with all the girls almost roaring.

……

Like a beast needs a hole

Like bacteria need dust.

……

Among the six weapons, Ding Zhu did not hesitate to choose the mountaineering pickaxe, which was the only thing among the six things that could kill the other party at once, and then she picked up the baseball bat as well, and the remaining four things, she directly pushed them into the debris pile on the side and covered them with a quilt.

The footsteps are closer, the voice is very clear, Ding Zhu carefully distinguishes these footsteps, the biggest height brought by high perception is not only the improvement of hearing, but more importantly, she can analyze very useful information from the sound she hears.

Now, for example, she could directly identify from her voice that there should be three people, and two of these three people were boys and one was a girl.

The boys' physique is not very tall, about 1.75 meters, and the girls are also relatively tall, nearly 1.7 meters tall.

She exhaled, turned and hid in the corner on the edge of the stairs.

The lighthouse is very high, but the area of each floor is very small, which is destined to be very narrow and steep, only for one person to pass through, Ding Zhu is now avoiding this position, just at the corner of a slightly raised wall on the side of the stairs, standing here, there is no way to see when walking from the stairs.

It's a visual dead end, but it's very convenient to attack.

Unlike the six girls who kept singing, Ding Zhu is very calm now, after so many missions, she has gradually experienced from the initial nervousness to the current calm, and in the face of killing, she can solve the other party without even shaking her eyelashes.

She just waited quietly, silently counting the footsteps that kept coming up the stairs.

She had already counted carefully when she came up yesterday, and there were twenty-four steps in the lighthouse on each floor, and when she reached the eighteenth level, she could see the ground on the upper floor.

If you're taller than her, the number of steps will be reduced slightly.

Seventeen, or, sixteen. (https:)

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