Ye Que has been walking in a daze for three days, how many woods he has crossed, how many roads he has crossed, and he can't remember. www.biquge.info He just knew very well that when he got out of the broken carriage, he was in a mess in front of him, and all kinds of voices around his ears reminded him all the time that he had to leave quickly, otherwise there would be serious consequences.

I don't know where I am now, and I don't really remember if I passed the selection, but I know that I seem to have died once, and although my body is still intact, I don't have much to think about.

The surrounding environment is very unfamiliar, so that Ye Que instinctively tenses his nerves and guards against everything. Even in the most peaceful places, it is not easy to show people, not to mention that a single set of blood-stained white coats looks like the legendary perverted murderer, and even the body that has not been cleaned for a long time, accompanied by dry mucus, and fresh mud, the pungent sourness, I really dare not compliment. It's strange that in the past three days, I haven't felt thirsty or hungry. If it weren't for the extreme tension of the nerves, Ye Que would really think about this problem.

What catches my eye is a villa area, the very old kind, which looks like a follow-up work from the time when the villa group was just popular.

The location is a bit off, it takes a lot of time to drive away from the city, and the supporting facilities have not kept up at all, so it's no wonder that the lights here are dark.

Occasionally, a glimmer of light emanates from a detached villa, and the rest of the place is as quiet as a wasteland. Looking at the dots of lights that can't be connected no matter what, as long as you are not blind, it is not difficult to see that no one has taken care of this place for a long time, and such a large piece of land, the residents who still live there can definitely be counted on one hand.

The fewer people who live there, the better, but you can't do without, and the night is scarce, and you rush towards a villa that is being lit up.

Leaning against the window, Ye Que listened carefully to everything in the house, quiet, a little too quiet, almost the insects outside were more lively than in the house. Raising his eyes and peeking secretly, the light was a little dim, but it was not difficult to tell that the owner of this room was a woman, and the dolls in that room were all kind, but they were not messy, and they were cleaned very cleanly, and there was a very sweet little freshness.

The windows are half wide open, presumably to allow for ventilation. Ye Que easily flipped in, tiptoeing to leave a disgusting footprint on the clean wooden floor.

The sound of soft footsteps sounded, and Ye Que hurriedly hid behind the door, his hands clenched into fists, ready to give the other party a fatal blow at any time.

A young girl passed by the door, holding a rag doll, and said as she walked, "Little rabbit should be good, let's watch TV together and wait for mom to come back." As he walked down the old wooden staircase, Ye Que's hand slowly relaxed.

"Bang, horn" Several successive sounds came, very loud, so loud that Ye Que almost hit his head on the door, held his breath and waited for a long time, but there was no movement.

Half of his head sticks out and peeks downstairs through the fence.

The little girl was already lying on the ground, and the doll that she was so precious had been thrown aside. The little feet under the nightdress are also kicking weakly, clenched fists in their chests, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, curling up with their breathing, relaxing all at once, and curling up again. On the small table not far from her, there was a bottle of medicine and a glass of transparent boiled water.

Looking at all this, Ye Que hesitated.

Xiang Lan drove the car very anxiously to rush home, the dress on his body was a little messy, and the reddish five finger prints on his face could still feel its hotness, and he sucked his nose hard to stop the tears that were about to slip.

She is a woman, a beautiful woman, a beautiful woman with a good figure and appearance, who endures endless pressure and sadness, but ******** hurries home, and she is too heavy to let go at home.

Park the car, carefully wipe the tears from the corners of your eyes in the mirror before opening the door, pat your cheeks with your hands, and try hard to squeeze out a smile. After getting out of the car, he didn't forget to take care of the somewhat messy clothes, and after making sure that everything was flawless, he trotted home with a cute rag doll.

The door opened, and she was about to call for her cute name, but the scene in front of her made her stunned.

A sturdy man, dirty as a mud monkey, wearing a bloody white coat, holding his daughter like that, it is not difficult to see from the man's incomplete white coat that this guy is wearing nothing.

Just wanted to scream, but was swept away by the man's fierce eyes, and quickly covered his mouth that was about to lose control, and the doll and bag he was carrying fell to the ground as early as the beginning.

Ye Que gently put the girl in his arms on the sofa, got up and scratched his fingers on the delicate face. is a very ordinary action to tease a child, but in Xiang Lan's opinion, it seems to have turned the sky upside down.

Strange men, hugging their daughters, blood-stained white coats, no clothes in it, and other negative situations kept churning in Xiang Lan's mind, and finally came to a conclusion that this thing is either an extremely perverted murderer, or a psychopath with a hobby of molesting girls.

Trying to calm his emotions, Xiang Lan knew that any little excitement he had would have the most terrible consequences.

Secretly took a few deep breaths before slowly speaking, "This gentleman, do you need any help?" As he spoke, he slowly approached the sofa, and his mind kept thinking about various ways to deal with this situation, as well as calling the police. But in such a situation in front of you, is it appropriate to call the police, doesn't it force people to a dead end?

Ye Que just glanced at it, and the woman wanted to pretend to be calm, but the trembling footsteps and trembling voices had already betrayed her.

With a slight finger at the half-open door, the woman was so frightened that she immediately retreated. Ye Que was very helpless, so he could only shake his head lightly and close the door to prevent it from being discovered by more people, and if it had been discovered, Ye Que said that he had a headache. He is not a murderer, but if he goes too far, he doesn't mind using the most cruel means to quiet the other party, because at least there is still a trace of unbearability in his heart.

"That, sir, if you have any requests, you can try to ask for money, I'm 。。。。。 Yes. As he spoke, he hurriedly picked up his small bag and opened it, put all the banknotes in it on the floor, and took off his necklace, earrings and other jewelry and put them quietly on the floor.

He pushed the money forward hard, raised his head and asked with hope, "Sir, have you seen enough?" Not enough for me to have in my room. ”

What the hell is this woman thinking? Ye Que shook his head helplessly again.

Seeing Ye Quan's movements, Xiang Lan was almost about to cry, "If you have any requests, please don't hurt my daughter." ”

Ye Que turned his head to look at the girl lying on the sofa, and then glanced at the woman who was almost kneeling on the ground, and felt more and more headaches, there seemed to be some misunderstanding in this.

I was just about to say something, but I felt a pain all over my body, one after another, like an endless wave, not giving people any respite.

The pain seemed to come from the bones, passing through every trace of the body, and quickly spread to the whole body, Ye Que hugged his arms in pain, the nails of his hands were almost sunk into the flesh, and the severe pain almost made him unable to speak, he could only breathe with his mouth open as wide as possible.

Sweat kept coming out, and he didn't say a word in the night, but he gritted his teeth and endured it, and his skin began to become hot, steaming the sweat on the surface of his body into a trace of mist, and his skin was also visibly red, and he began to slowly tend to the shrimp swimming in the oil pot.

The pain continued, almost exhausting the strength of the night, curled up and collapsed to the ground, and from time to time it was pumping, and if there was a little foam at the corner of the mouth, it would be no different from the seizure.

Xiang Lan was a little confused, things were developing too fast, and it seemed that his thinking was still a little unable to react.

After being sure that the pervert who had ill intentions towards his daughter lay on the ground and convulsed, he rushed to Lan Fei, and faced the night on the ground with a very gorgeous section of the dragon and tiger fist, and when he got up, he didn't forget to kick him ruthlessly.

Ye Que's eyes are red, Ben is consuming physical strength and pain to fight, but to come to such an exciting period of fire to add fuel to the fire, while still maintaining a clear consciousness, Ye Que has the heart to kill, not only is he only trembling, but even the skin and muscles of the whole body are flooded with small waves, like some little cutie is rampage in the body. It's gas, well, it's definitely gas.

Xiang Lan put aside the night lack on the ground, turned around and threw himself on the sofa, hugging his daughter and calling incessantly, "Baby, wake up, baby, wake up。。。。。 ”

Tears rained down, and when Xiang Lan was almost in despair, the girl opened her eyes leisurely, "Mom, you're back." ”

Xiang Lan was excited, and hugged the girl in his arms vigorously, with so much strength, he almost had the idea of rubbing the other party into his body, and he felt like he was going to live for the rest of his life.

It took a long time to let go of the embrace, and carefully checked every inch of the girl's body, "Come, let my mother see, if there is any injury... ”

The girl was very obedient and let Xiang Lan fiddle with her body, but her head kept looking around, and after a while, she asked softly, "Mom, why does the big brother sleep on the ground." ”

Xiang Lan was stunned for a moment, recalling the scene just now, and still had palpitations. With a strange expression, he pointed to the night on the ground, "Big brother... Baby, do you mean him? ”

The girl smiled sweetly and nodded, "Well, Mom, the big brother is a good person... ”