The ball reached out to the wooden deadbolt as the night was instructed, and the movement was slower than slow motion by half a beat, and his face was full of reluctance. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He was still looking forward to changing his mind at the end of the day, and being scratched and gnawed by the crowd, but no matter what, the ball was not mentally prepared to accept it.

Maybe this knowledge has grown too much, some preconceived influences, and no matter how cruel the experimental torture is, they have gritted their teeth and survived, but in the face of such a large group, a large group, and unacceptable state of characters, the stomach of the ball is inextricably surging with bursts of sour water.

At the moment when the deadbolt was removed, the ball jumped backwards as if struck by lightning, and I was very disgusted by the contact with it.

With a "boom", the door that was not tied was squeezed open, revealing a black head in front of him.

There were not many people, and almost all the villagers left behind in the village gathered here.

For the originally spacious door, it is really difficult to accept that so many guests are pouring in at once.

Maybe this is also a rare and lively moment for this family, but it is not so flattering.

The crowd was squeezed in, and the barricades were suddenly lifted, as if a breach had suddenly been opened in the levee, and the heads of those who had been stopped outside seemed to have found an outlet.

But the gate of the countryside, in addition to the heavy door, also has the low threshold.

In just an instant, the one in front was squeezed to the ground by the one behind, and there were two faces that Ye Que was more familiar with.

Some familiar faces, but lying on the ground crawling slowly, hideously twisted, even more dirty, from time to time there are thick soles of feet on their heads, some slightly raised faces from the ground back to the ground.

The soles of their feet left, they still stubbornly wanted to raise their heads, regardless of the fact that their faces were covered with dust and they couldn't recognize their original appearance at all, they just stared at the three people who were not far away from the night with their eyes, but their eyes were so hollow, empty that they didn't have any feelings, and without hesitation, the soles of their feet appeared again and stepped on their faces on the ground again.

Taking the body as a step of the threshold, more and more people began to slowly pour in, more and more were spread on the ground, and more and more people stepped on any part of each other's body mercilessly, even if the relationship was harmonious, now it was completely natural to step on the feet, except for some efforts to struggle to get up, everything was so harmonious.

There are so many rooms in the room, and they're constantly growing. The dense crowd is a little beyond the imagination of the ball and the lack of it, and even Xiang Lan, who was holding hands, couldn't help but turn pale when he saw the scene in front of him.

The girl nesting on the back of the night is snoring sweetly, and the corners of her slightly open mouth are dripping crystal saliva, maybe she is really tired.

With a scream of "Ahhh

It was a villager who was originally mellow and kind, with a hideous face, trying to rush towards Xiang Lan.

The movement was slow, but it was clear that he was doing his best to pounce.

The distorted face, some fishy faint yellow saliva can't stop dripping to the ground, between heavy gasps, pulling the chest "hehe" sound, as if the cello that has run out of tune is being played intoxicated, low and harsh, like a file is constantly pulling the eardrum.

Without the slightest hesitation, Ye Que, who was in front of him, raised his foot and kicked out hard.

A kick hit the opponent's chest, and the sound of broken ribs could be clearly heard.

No, it's not right at all.

The other party did not show the pain of the injury, but only staggered back a few steps, and was pushed back by the crowd behind him. Still trying his best, he pounced very slowly, and the yellow liquid that churned out of his mouth, mixed with small dark red pieces, spread out in the place where he walked, faintly exuding a disgusting stench.

Holding Xiang Lan to constantly avoid the crowd's grasp, the ball writhing on the side of the body seems to be very easy, and occasionally caught by a somewhat dry palm a few times, it can also be thrown off by a graceful turn.

Blindly avoiding but causing more encirclement, the space for free movement is getting smaller and smaller, clinging to the wall behind you, you can clearly feel the cold temperature on the wall.

looked fierce, but the strength of the action couldn't keep up with the hard performance at all.

Even if the corners of the clothes that were tightly held by them were swept away with a slight force of their hands, they could sweep off the clenched palms. The body that was pushed might have fallen to the ground without the support of the crowd behind it.

Not even the threat of ordinary people, let alone grinning on the exposed skin of Ye Que and others, the shallow bite marks may just scratch off a layer of dander, leaving a fishy saliva.

If it weren't for the absolute superiority in numbers, even Xiang Lan might be able to easily flip a few.

But this number is a bit too much, and if you want to push one, you have to push almost all the things in the room. And now, the crowd that came in through the door seemed to show no sign of ending at all.

More and more quantity, more and more cramped space, so that the ball has some faint beads of sweat on the head.

Sticking to the cold wall, it still can't calm down the blood that is bubbling in the body, and he glanced at the night lack beside him.

The corners of his eyes narrowed slightly, and his neck twisted slightly.

The ball's smile hung on the corners of his mouth.

The ball was clear, and he knew very well the meaning of these small movements in the absence of night. I've experienced a lot with him, and the small actions that appear faintly represent that the night lacks murderous intent, and will spare no effort to exterminate all the existences that he thinks are hostile in front of him.

I thought that the more harmonious villagers had turned into such a person, ghost and ghost, think about the changes here, and the so-called aunt and her children who were almost trampled into meat sauce a long time ago, they are all honest people, but they ended up with a bad death.

Ye Qian's heart was cold, and he easily opened the hand he was holding.

Xiang Lan obviously felt that Ye Que's palm was slowly hardening, and he gently took the girl on his back very interestingly, bent over slightly, and hugged her in his arms.

The sleeping girl still smashed her mouth, stretched out her arms, squeezed into the warm embrace, and her ears were gently covered.

Kick out hard, the target is the one who has been chasing after the increase at the beginning, and the soles of the feet are very comfortably imprinted on the opponent's chest.

Without the slightest movement, the kicked target flew out upside down as expected, but the crowd behind him continued to lean back, and the "hehe" gasp sound came from his chest in a blink of an eye.

Night's foot was not retracted, and it was stuck in the body of the person who was kicked.

With the force of one kick, the opponent was completely penetrated, and even the crowd behind was also strongly impacted.

Without Yin Hong's blood spilled, there were indeed dark black and slimy objects flowing down Ye Quan's legs, and occasionally one or two lumps of somewhat stiff internal organs would fall out.

With such serious injuries, it is inevitable that anyone will die.

But the other party didn't care, as if it wasn't himself who was hurt.

He didn't even look at the terrible wound on his body, and as before, he stretched out his arms and waved wildly, still trying to pounce.

Through the legs that passed through the body, it was difficult to move forward one by one, and the disgusting internal organs and slimy blood spilled all over the ground with the movement of the body, and the fishy smell filled the room, and suddenly it became much stronger.

The dry fingers kept sliding in front of the night's eyes, leaving a trail in the air without the slightest pattern.

The closest distance to Ye Qian's face was no more than 3 centimeters, and the long dusky and somewhat blackened nails, even if they stopped in front of Ye Qian's eyelids, did not make him frown the slightest, as if everything in front of him did not exist as if it were transparent.

As soon as the ball was seen, he shook his body and wanted to step forward to make a move, but Yeque moved first.

Leaning forward slightly, the arm holding the fist was thrown out naturally, a strong and feminine posture.

The intimate contact between the fist and the skull did not break at a touch, but slid with the skull by a large margin.

The fist was gently withdrawn, but the head left the neck and threw it into the air, scattered with faint blood, and between the cracks, there was a long stretch of spine.

The terrifying part made a graceful arc in the air, and in an instant it fell into the crowd and disappeared without a trace.

It didn't cause the slightest fear or excitement on the part of the other party.

As usual, the pile-up slowly rushed towards the night shortage.

The face of the ball showed a hint of excitement, he was very aware of the weakness of the other party, and the pull on him from the beginning was already clear, and he could easily get rid of the encirclement of dozens of people, such an opponent made the ball have a great desire to bully.

However, the infection I was worried about at the beginning was that I couldn't even break the skin under the bite, so what else was there to worry about. Judging from the actions of the other party doing their best, be careful, they can almost not even touch the corners of their clothes.

Comparatively, it's like a shrewd man playing with a group of ignorant kindergarten kids.

Well, bullying people is really the most exciting thing, and it's so stress-free.

All the mental preparation is perfect, all that remains is to put thoughts into action.

Let's just do it.

is very rude with his sleeves rolled, uncivilized and unmartial, and he is about to bully him with a sly smile.

With a "boom", a big hole was suddenly burst out of the solid wall behind him, and a straight fist broke through the wall.

In the surprised eyes of everyone, the gloved fist suddenly opened its five fingers and grabbed the nearest ball.

The action is fast, and there is a world of difference from those fluttering crowds.

The ball didn't even have time to react, so he grabbed it, twisted his body and resisted hard, and was dragged out hard。。。。。。