Xia Chenghao cut off a piece of nylon rope and tied Bhutto's wrist. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Bhutto's face changed slightly, and he said, "The technique is quite skilled. ”

The way he tied the rope was only for agents, and the person who was bound by this binding method would never want to break free unless someone else helped you untie it.

"Thank you!" Xia Chenghao thanked him mockingly, and cut off a piece of rope to tie up Bikarreli.

Bikarelli glared at him angrily and roared fiercely, "I should have killed you if I knew this was the case!" ”

Xia Chenghao smiled indifferently: "Really? It's a shame. But you didn't kill us because you didn't have good intentions, and you didn't kill us because we were useful, right? ”

After saying that, he ignored the fact that his face turned slightly more than Carreli, and he pulled out the dagger from her knife holster and threw it aside. Although they don't know what the purpose of these people is, they will never let them out alive and tell the secrets here.

Just as he was about to get up, the middle-aged man who was squatting next to Bikarelli suddenly roared, jumped up suddenly, and swung a punch at Xia Chenghao while turning.

With a hint of wind in his fist, he was obviously an expert, and the last middle-aged man also jumped up at the same time and pounced on Liu Xingsi on the side.

Xia Chenghao didn't panic in the slightest, a sneer flashed at the corner of his mouth, he took a step back and easily dodged the attacking fist, and then raised his foot and slammed it on the opponent's stomach. The strength was so great that the sturdy middle-aged man gasped and fell to the ground on his knees holding his stomach.

Almost at the same time, Xia Chenghao's right hand had already raised the gun. aimed at the middle-aged man who was rushing towards Liu Xingsi, and pulled the trigger without hesitation. The man's hand was about to touch Liu Xingsi's shoulder, but the bullet sank into his temple.

The hideous expression was still frozen on his face, and a ball of blood erupted at the temple on the other side. A few drops of warm blood splashed on Liu Xingsi's face, and she was frightened by this sudden situation for a long time, and finally reacted.

Screaming hysterically and desperately wiping the blood from his face, "Xia Chenghao, you bastard!" ”

Ignoring Liu Xingsi, he turned around and shot the middle-aged man who was still kneeling on the ground holding his stomach.

"It's overwhelming." After casually killing the two of them, Xia Chenghao couldn't help but mock.

The abacus is playing well, and you still want to hold Liu Xingsi hostage? It's a pity that they underestimated.

After checking the rope that bound Bhutto and Bicarelli again, and making sure that there were no mistakes, Xia Chenghao was relieved.

When I go out later, I have to rely on them to lead the way, but I don't want to kill them all if there is any more rebellion.

"Your lives are worthless to me, stay there if you don't want to die. Wait a few hours for the door you spoke of appearing and take me out, and if you dare to play any tricks, this will be your fate. ”

Bhutto and Bikarelli had already been suppressed by his ruthless killing methods, and it took a while for Bikarelli to mutter, "Who are you?" ”

didn't even frown when he killed two people, this guy is obviously a murder expert.

Xia Chenghao shrugged his shoulders and said very easily: "People who specialize in killing people." ”

If it weren't for being in such a weird place, I wouldn't hesitate to kill them all. But now no one but them knows how to get out. As for whether he will live or die after going out, it depends on his mood.

As soon as he turned around, he stepped on a pool of blood that flowed under his feet. Subconsciously raised his foot to avoid the blood, and then frowned in confusion.

What's going on?

Liu Xingsi was still crying there, which made him a little irritable in his heart, and he shouted violently. "Don't make a noise!"

She shuddered at him and stared blankly.

Xia Chenghao didn't bother to pay attention to her at all, squatted down and carefully observed the blood. The temperature in the room seemed to drop by dozens of degrees in an instant, and a chilling feeling invaded.

Knocking on the blood-covered ground with a metal dagger, it has long been seen that the material of this ground is the same as the wall, but there is nothing abnormal about such a large piece of blood condensed here? Shouldn't it be as soft as a tofu cube? Could it be that strange phenomenon only on the walls?

Thinking of this, Xia Chenghao dipped his fingers in the blood on the ground, walked to the wall and stuck his fingers on the wall, but there was still nothing abnormal.

Break the wound on his finger that hadn't healed completely, squeeze out a drop of blood, and stick it to the wall. Looking at the hand that was completely submerged in the wall in an instant, Xia Chenghao's whole body was instantly soaked in cold sweat, could it be said that this weird wall only reacted to his own blood?

A terrifying thought came to his mind, and another Xia Chenghao said that this place was likely to be a mirage, that is, the place where he fell down and stayed for a week.

Could it be that I escaped by smearing a piece of blood through a door large enough for myself to pass through? If that's the case, how much health do you have to use? Would a person still be alive if he lost so much blood?

However, he immediately dismissed the idea of such a thing, and would not consider it until he was sure that there was no other outlet. What's more, Bhutto said that within a few hours a door would appear.

The reason why he didn't react to the blood was probably because the two men were dead. Or maybe they're not young people? Or is it not the right race?

Although Xia Chenghao doesn't know whether these possibilities are reliable or not, he has time now, and it is not difficult to verify them one by one.

Seeing Xia Chenghao approaching them with a dagger in his hand, Bikarelli shouted in some horror: "Bastard, what are you going to do?" I warn you, if you dare to kill us, you are guaranteed to die here too, and never want to go out. ”

Xia Chenghao walked to Bhutto's side, cut his fingers, stuck the blood flowing out to the dagger, and said coldly: "It's nothing, I just want to borrow some blood from you." Don't worry, if we can't get out, I won't let you have a good time. When the time comes, let you taste what it means to be better off than dead. ”

As she spoke, Bhutto and Bicarelli's faces turned slightly pale, and they couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

The blood had already stained the tip of the dagger red, and Xia Chenghao casually threw it against the wall. With a soft thud, the dagger bounced off the wall and fell feebly to the ground.

It seems that it has nothing to do with whether people are dead or alive, and since this is the case, Bikarelli doesn't have to try.

Xia Chenghao wiped the dagger he picked up, walked up to Liu Xingsi, and "Stretch out your hand." ”

"What do you want to do?" Liu Xingsi looked at the glittering dagger in Xia Chenghao's hand, and couldn't help but take a step back, and said in a trembling voice.

Xia Chenghao waved the dagger in his hand and said lightly: "It's nothing, it's just a little blood with you, hurry up and stretch out your hand." ”

"Don't!" Liu Xingsi suddenly looked at Xia Chenghao with a pitiful look, and other men couldn't bear to refuse when they saw it.

Xia Chenghao frowned, urging and said, "Hurry up." ”

Seeing that Liu Xingsi still refused to stretch out his hand, he dragged it over directly, ignored her screams, gently cut her fingers with a dagger, squeezed out a few drops of blood and smeared them on the tip of the knife, and then threw them at the wall again. The dagger flicked down again, and it seemed that it had something to do with whether it was a Zionite or not.

"Alright, stop screaming." (To be continued.) )