Dole's sweat flowed more and more, and his wheezing couldn't help but become heavier, the truth he said, but Dole would never agree, now Meimei doesn't know what's going on, if she leaves Meimei in order to save her life now, I don't know what kind of danger she will encounter, this situation can't happen for Dole, what Dole really won't shake at all is to protect his friends, relatives, lovers, that steely determination. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Dole is such a person, he can give up a lot for simple reasons, even his own life, he is stupid, but his stupidity is exactly what others look like, and he can warm the stupidity of others, but this kind of stupidity has repeatedly put him into life and death again and again.

Wushuang went first and suddenly took a few steps, and shook his hand is a punch, but that punch is very slow, as if it is a trick on Dole, although it is slow, but looking at the posture is enough to know that Wushuang's punch is not as simple as it seems on the surface, Dole got up suddenly, his brows were tightly wrinkled together, and it was really hastily bone-grafting, it was impossible to jump around immediately, and he trembled and stepped on the Luoben Nine Palaces.

The Wushuang fist arrived, and the fist, which was originally extremely slow, suddenly accelerated! Turning a corner, it slammed towards Dole's chest again, in the same place, in the same position, Wushuang smirked, but the strength of his fist did not weaken at all, and the speed was still skyrocketing!

Fast! I can't see the shadow of the fist anymore, the situation of Dole's legs, there is no room for him to use Luo Ben Jiugong in a big way, all the steps have shrunk, the effect has weakened, it is too late to dodge, the frequency of the king's qi is the highest, as long as he is caught by this punch, the next time is the opportunity.

"Hah!" Wushuang roared for a while, his fist hit the king's qi, and the other fist was also raised, and his fists hit the king's qi directly, Dole naturally couldn't let him attack the same place repeatedly, and he had to cooperate with Luo Ben Jiugong, but the current situation didn't allow it at all, and the soles of his feet suddenly became soft, and it was over!

"Bang! Click! Wow! ”

Wushuang's fist hit Dole's chest again, and Wushuang's fist sucked Dole tightly, suddenly wanting to use this opportunity to give Dole more fatal blows.

Dole's face was pale, he received two blows to the chest, his ribs had no effect at all, he had even more difficulty breathing, probably a few ribs pierced his lungs, but he was lucky not to pierce the heart, at least Dole would not die on the spot.

Wushuang looked at Dole, who didn't resist at all, smiled and said, "Are you going to give up?" Dol thought quickly in his mind, and simulated quickly, now that his speed was limited, how could he defeat the Wushuang in front of him, and even if his speed was not affected, he was probably just cannon fodder, Wushuang did not show all his strength at all, he had not been serious, Dole felt his insignificance for the first time, but he was not timid, but stronger fighting spirit!

One day he wants to defeat them, but now he must not die, Wushuang's other fists kept accumulating, the scorching breath came to his face, and the power of Wushuang appeared for a short time, and Dole could see that it was twenty-one diamonds, one diamond-shaped superior!

Dol instantly felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and a spirit arose all over his body, and the other party turned out to be a superior person! And he is not even a superior person, who is he? Dole originally thought that he was one of the people who took Meimei, but now it seems that he is far from it! The person who took Meimei away may be strong, but it can't be so powerful, if such a powerful person walks into the death gladiatorial arena, he will definitely be discovered, and the kitchen knife sitting behind Meimei doesn't feel anything abnormal towards them, then the Wushuang in front of him is definitely not with Meimei, and besides, isn't the highest in this plane the median? What's the matter with him, the superior one?

A large number of questions came to Dore's mind, and a figure too ordinary to be ordinary flashed in his mind, the king! Michy! First King! What is his strength, he can actually have the subordinates of the superior! The scorching breath was like a knife stab, the skin of the body was hot and painful, and the power of Wushuang's fist was charged to a very terrifying realm, his left fist was raised high, and the space was already distorted, and Dole was tightly absorbed by Wushuang's fist and his right hand, and he couldn't move a finger at all.

The power of Wushuang in front of him is getting higher and higher, and Dole knows that this blow, no matter how durable his body is, it is difficult to even leave the bones and scum after the blow, and his face can't help but become even whiter, but now it is like a roasting fire, the degree of red face is no weaker than Guan Gong, that trace of whiteness cannot be detected at all, his breathing is becoming more and more difficult, if it goes on like this, even if Wushuang's blow does not kill him, he is afraid that he will already have difficulty breathing and die.

Dole gasped, but he couldn't breathe any air, he already felt the feeling of suffocation, Wushuang's blow was charged for more than a minute, this move is impossible to be used in actual combat, you keep that posture for more than a minute, others are not stupid, naturally it is impossible for you to charge to complete, but in the face of people who have no power to resist, it is a waste to use this move, what is Wushuang thinking, the pain of not being able to breathe, Dore's brain is slightly dull, and his eyes have lost their luster and entered a state of suspended animation.

Wushuang still didn't stop accumulating strength, turned around in a daze, and yelled, "He's dead, wow, am I going to stop?" It's tiring to keep this position. ”

The short figure turned into nothingness and came to Wushuang's side, roughly swept Dole's body, and sneered at Wushuang, "The twelve pairs of ribs are all broken, the left three ribs pierce into the lungs, and the right one pierces into the lungs, you!" Hold on, right? ”

Wushuang still smiled stupidly, the short man shook his head, as if he had given up on continuing to talk to Wushuang, and looked at Wushuang deeply and looked at Dole again, "It's just a state of suspended animation, he's not dead yet, hurry up and give him a fatal blow, we still have something to do." ”

Wushuang smirked and said, "What is the state of suspended animation, wow?" ”

The short man turned white, and Wushuang looked at him helplessly, and said, "Sometimes I really want to know, are you really stupid or fake stupid, fake death is also known as weak death." It refers to a state in which the functional activities of the person's circulation, respiration and brain are highly inhibited, the vital function is extremely weak, and the vital signs can no longer be detected by general clinical examination methods, and the appearance seems to be dead, but in fact the person is still alive, and after active treatment, it can be revived temporarily or for a long time. ”

The short man said solemnly, turned his head to look at Wushuang, he looked completely incomprehensible, the short man pressed his temples tightly with one hand and said depressedly, "I'll tell you what you're doing seriously." ”

"Live!" A voice from nowhere appeared in Dole's head, "Who are you?" As if he hadn't heard Dole's words, the voice repeated again, "Live!" Dole opened his eyes in a daze, there was no matchless, no car wreckage, no explosion, everything was unusually peaceful, a desk next to it, there were some books on it in a disorderly manner, all kinds of books, no matter how Dole touched them, they couldn't see their titles, not even the cover, there was a birdcage hanging on the wall more than three meters high, there were only a few feathers in the birdcage, but the bird was gone, the snow-white wall, calligraphy and paintings, poems, although I don't know where this is, but all this is strange and familiar.

Walked up the stairs on the side, the dark little attic, with boxes of boxes, stacked high and high, but Dole knew that they were all empty, obviously he had never been here, but he knew that the boxes were empty, there was a small bed behind the box, sitting quietly on it, very soft, but also very nostalgic, obviously never been here, the doll on the bed, Dole gently embraced, this is not my room.

Dole glanced around, this is indeed not Dole's home, nor Dole's room, Dole is more sure that he has never been here, Dole's family, they all live in tents, and there can be no such buildings in that era, such a house may have appeared in the imperial era, not in ancient times, but he seems to know everything here, Dole put a teddy bear, opened the closet, a secret door, another room.

"Live!" A soft voice came from the secret door, Dole leaned against the wall and walked down step by step, at the corner of the stairs, there was a boy squatting and crying, Dole looked at him, "Are you alright?" ”

The boy still buried his head in his knees, and kept crying, no matter what Dole asked him, he didn't answer a word, just cried, simply cried, Dole looked around, turned his head to look at the boy again, he was gone, as if he had never appeared "Live!" The voice reappeared all around......

"Where are you?" Although Dole didn't think that such a shout had any effect, but it was better than nothing, step by step to the depths, although it was a basement, but it was still well-lit, the temperature was moderate, looking at the middle, there was a huge table, some thought about those so-called conference tables, but it was not a strategic map, or a troop map, but a bottle of wine with a very surprising package, a bottle with a gorgeous border frame, and a few bottles of wine that had been opened but not drunk, and even could smell the aroma.

Dole was stunned to find that he was not a person who could drink, but the taste of these wines was so familiar, on the other side of the darkness, Dole lifted the candle high, and in an instant all around lit up, huge wooden barrels, neatly placed on both sides, wine cellar? Continuing inside, the cellar was large and deep, it was not a parallel cellar, but an italic downward stretch, flanked by countless barrels, and as for whether there was wine or not, Dole did not know.

A cool breeze blew, accompanied by a faint smell of wine, which was clearly the taste of wine, very strong and mellow, and he went to the depths, it was a fork, and the underground tunnel was divided into two, and Dor, he didn't know where to go "Live!" It was the same voice again, as if he were leading the way for Dole, who walked to the left, with dim lights on both sides, but it was probably not enough for this unknown cellar, and if it weren't for the candle he had taken in his hand, Dole probably didn't know where he was.

Dole stopped, there was no road in front of him, there was a bottomless abyss in front of him, Dole had just turned around, it was the same boy again, he seemed to appear suddenly, right at Dole's feet, he was still whining and crying, Dole didn't know what he wanted to do, and no matter what he told him, he wouldn't answer himself, "Who are you?" Why is it here? Dole asked, though.

The boy really didn't react, he didn't pay attention to Dole, he just kept crying, and Dole moved closer to some of the boys: "Why are you crying?" The boy remained unmoved, and Dole came closer, "Do you know where this is?" The boy still didn't respond, stretched out his white and thin hand to the other side, Dole subconsciously looked in the direction the boy pointed, it was pitch black, there was nothing, but when he turned around, the boy disappeared again, leaving no trace.

Dole showed a solemn face, who brought him in here, he had to get out quickly, or could it be that I was already dead? This is my soul? Dor, he had no choice, he could only follow the direction pointed by the boy, and came back to the fork again, since the left side could not go, he walked to the right, the biggest difference between this road and the left one was probably the light, there was a dim light on the left, and the right side was completely dark, the whole road seemed to have no end, I don't know how long I walked.

There was a light in front of him, it was a door, the door opened a small slit, the boy who disappeared twice in a row lay on the back of the door, peeking inside through the gap, the boy still kept crying, but there was no crying, he held the teddy bear that Dole had hugged before, the boy held one of the teddy bear's hands tightly, the teddy bear's body hung on the ground, the boy covered his mouth to prevent himself from crying.

What did he really see? The moment Dole walked forward, the boy disappeared, and the light in the small slit dimmed, Dole opened the door carefully, of course, not afraid, but when he saw the boy's appearance, he didn't dare to cry out when he saw something, it was dark and nothing, the moment he stepped into the door, the candle in his hand went out, he couldn't see anything, he couldn't see his fingers, Dole groped for the wall, there must be a kerosene lamp or a candle, he didn't know what he touched, sticky, although a little dry, but still sticky, I leaned into my nose and sniffed, this smell was extremely familiar, it was the smell of blood!

Dole's panicked retreat was fear! Inexplicable fear, entering such a dark environment, seeing the sudden disappearance of the little boy, Dole was not afraid, feared, but this time he was afraid, panicked and knocked down I don't know something, "Bang" kerosene lamp was hit, the flame slowly burned along the kerosene towards the center of the room, and the surrounding appearance was slowly illuminated.

It's the same as the table you see outside, huge, but there are also different places, there is a blood-stained chainsaw on the heavy wooden table, blood splattered all over the table, large and small blood droplets flowed all over the wall, suddenly turned her head to look at the wall, a woman's corpse, her throat was cut a hole, her tongue was cut off, her clothes were disheveled, it was clear that she had been treated inhumanely before she died, there were bruises everywhere, the fatal wound was in the back of the head, I don't know if it was blood or brains, it was all over the wall behind her, Dole felt sick to his stomach again, tears oozed uncontrollably from his eyes, there was not a single barrel here, only neatly arranged bookshelves, probably someone lived here.