It was still drizzling in the sky, but he took off his hat. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoI saw that his angular face seemed to have a stubborn and never-admitting expression, but what attracted me the most was his eyes.

I stretched out my right hand and sent the umbrella over my head to block the raindrops that were falling on his head. He also held out his hand to me, but there was light in his hand. The light was even brighter than his eyes, as it reflected the dim glow of the streetlights.

Dagger, he has a dagger in his hand. I turned and walked away, but my neck was tightly bound by his right hand.

"Don't move, I'll kill you if I move again."

Hearing this cold tone, I knew I was in trouble. I didn't dare to resist, for fear of angering the man with the knife. But even so, I still felt a wave of dizziness. Because of his hand with a knife, he put on a handkerchief and covered my mouth.

When I woke up, there was no rain for my favorite thing. Maybe it was still raining outside, but I couldn't see it anymore, because I was tied to a chain.

It's a basement because I look around and don't see any windows. There was a light overhead, but the old-fashioned incandescent bulb gave off a dim glow. It doesn't make people feel light, on the contrary, it makes people feel more helpless.

When I woke up, the chandelier was still shaking, as if someone had just hit it. Although the basement is low, the chandelier is even lower. It was almost up to the table below, and it seemed that the owner of the house did not intend to use it to illuminate the whole room, but only intended to use it as a lamp on the workbench.

There were still people in the room, and they had just left. With that in mind, I decided to get out of here as soon as possible. Because since that person has already left, maybe he will be able to leave for a while. No matter how long he leaves, as long as he leaves, I have a chance to leave. Although he walks on a rainy night, although he also loves the rain, he even has such bright eyes. But what I love more than these loves is my own life.

What binds me is hemp rope, that kind of straw hemp rope. This person is so retro, it's really my favorite type, but it's a pity that it's a pervert who likes to come to Hu. I cursed this pervert with hatred that he would never come back, because he had made me a dead knot that was hard to untie.

My hands were shackled and I could only use my teeth. But no matter how hard my teeth tried, the hemp rope still firmly bound me, leaving countless tooth marks on it. After two attempts, I gave up. It's not that I'm giving up hope at this point, it's that someone is coming.

I lay on my side on the ground as if I hadn't woken up yet. I heard the door open, and then I heard a muffled whimper.

This pervert must have brought in a new person, and I didn't look up. But by ear, I could still guess what was going on. This pervert must have used up the handkerchief he used to stun me, so this newcomer was caught awake.

Maybe the newcomer was too noisy, and I heard two clear pops, and then a dull sound came from my ears. This newcomer was left behind, and he was left behind me. Although I still didn't open my eyes, my nose clearly smelled two fishy smells, which were blood.

"Help me, save me."

I couldn't help but open my eyes, and then I saw a pair of frightened eyes appear in front of me. The eyes were so white as her pupils were constricting, as if she had noticed something terrifying. Am I so scary at this point, or am I saying that pervert has done something scary to me?

I was wrong, completely wrong. I thought the girl with big beautiful eyes was afraid of me. But when I opened my eyes, I quickly noticed a pair of hands in front of me. It wasn't aimed at me, though, because I saw him grab the girl's long hair.

These hands are perverted hands, because I noticed them when I was caught before. It used to shine in the rain because the dagger in his hand reflected the light of the street lamp. His hands were still shining, but this time he didn't have a knife in his hand.

His hands were still so bright because they were covered in bright red blood. The blood reflected off the low incandescent lamp, causing his hand to glow with a bewitching glow.

The hands were so bright that I didn't even notice that the girl's long hair had been completely grabbed by him. The pervert grabbed the girl's long hair and pulled out a slender knife saw from his waist.

"Don't, don't." The girl shook her head, but the two blood holes in her body were still bubbling with blood, and she didn't seem to have the strength to struggle. She didn't want to die, so she put her hope in me, she was such a slut.

"Help me, save me." The girl shouted at me, tears streaming from the corners of her eyes. The girl's performance finally made the pervert suspicious. He turned around and looked down at me.

I closed my eyes, but I didn't dare to close them. I tried my best to pretend that I was still asleep, but I didn't dare to make myself look too nervous. I knew that the pervert was staring at me at the moment, and as soon as I showed the slightest flaw, the knife saw no longer the girl's neck, but a part of my body.

Maybe I'm so tired that I really look like I'm asleep. Maybe it's because the pervert is too confident and doesn't care about my little tricks at all. I just closed my eyes and heard the dull sound of a knife saw.

At first, I could still hear the girl's whimper. But then the whimpering was gone, and only the sound of the knife and saw going on with its work remained. It starts with meat, then bones, and finally meat.

When I heard the faint tearing sound, I knew it was time for the nightmare sawing sound to finally stop. Footsteps rang out at this point, and the pervert may have left. But I still felt like someone was staring at me, and they were staring hard.

This feeling of being stared at is very bad, and it makes me feel an indescribable discomfort in my heart. It's like having someone point the tip of a pen at the middle of my eyes above the bridge of my nose, even though I know that the tip of the pen won't hit me. But the feeling is still so uncomfortable. And this feeling is not trapped in one point, but slowly extends to my whole body.

The sensation is so clear that you can feel it even with your eyes closed. I know the feeling, and I'm familiar with the feeling. Human eyes can be deceived, human ears can be deceived, but there is no sense of falsehood. There must be something in the middle of my eyes right now, but what could it be?

Could it be the tip of the knife saw that I had just seen blood, or the dagger I used to threaten earlier? I couldn't figure out what was facing me, just as I couldn't figure out why I felt the way I did. Even though my eyes were still closed, the feeling was so real that I couldn't help but open them.

"Ahh I screamed in fright and got up from the ground. But the rope on the ground was too short, and I was immediately dragged to the ground by the reaction force, and I happened to fall to the same place.

The pervert did aim something in my eyes, but instead of a saw or a knife, he used the long-haired girl.

The girl's head was sawed off with a knife, and he put it in front of me. When I opened my eyes, I looked at the girl, and I couldn't bear it all for a while, so I screamed. I like pretty eyes very much, but the long-haired girl died with too much fear, and her eyes were no longer beautiful.

"Hehe, don't pretend?" The pervert laughed behind me, as if he had discovered something that made him happy, "When I came in, I found that you were pretending to be unconscious, and pretending to be very similar. However, the duration of the drug's effect was not short or long, and it was only an hour. You've been caught by me for two hours, and you should have woken up a long time ago. When you wake up, you will definitely be yelling in fright, how can you continue to sleep here? I can see that you are pretending, but you almost cheated you. You're so calm, so calm that I thought you were one of the same kind. But just a human head scares you like this, it seems that I am still wrong. ”

"You're right, I'm your kind." I knew that if I was underestimated by the pervert now, I would definitely be killed by him, so I hurriedly said through his words, "I like you, I like you at the first sight of you." Do you remember when I handed you an umbrella? I'd rather get caught in the rain myself than give you an umbrella because I like you. I like to walk on rainy nights, you like to hunt on rainy nights. We are a natural pair, otherwise how could we meet on such a rainy night? ”

Hearing my words, the pervert laughed: "What you like is a rainy night, but what I like is killing." If it weren't for a fool like you, who likes to run out on a rainy night, where would I have to kill? ”

"Don't kill me, I'm not an ordinary person, I really like you."

"You want to like it, I want the pleasure of killing. We're not the same kind of people, I'm blind. ”

I heard the pervert's tone getting colder and colder, and I knew that he had already moved to kill. At this moment, I was trying to figure out how I could please the pervert. But how?

"If you're going to kill me, you'll regret it. Because I am the same kind of person as you, and if you kill me, there will be one less person of the same kind in this world. Are you really willing to do that? I know that the reason why you are killing here is because you are lonely, because you want someone to be with you. I can stay here with you, would you? ”

When the pervert heard my words, he smiled coldly: "I am willing, but what I want is for you to stay forever." (To be continued.) )