Stay forever, that doesn't mean I'm going to die here. I haven't lived long enough www.biquge.info, but I don't plan to die here. But the pervert is approaching step by step, and it is getting closer and closer to me.

I don't want to die, but what can I do in the face of a vicious pervert. What's more, at this time, the pervert was holding a knife and saw nearly half a meter long in his hand, and my hand was not only empty, but even tightly tied up by a particularly strong hemp rope.

"Don't kill me, I can be with you forever. Really, forever. ”

Hearing my assurance, the pervert seemed to hear a nice joke: "Forever? Do you still believe in eternity? Haha, fool, what a fool. ”

"What do you ask not believe in forever? If you don't believe in forever, then why would you kill so many girls? Don't you just want them to keep you company? I know what's going on in my heart, because I'm the same kind of person as you. ”

The pervert tilted his head and looked at me, as if that would see me through. He shook his head, and then muttered, "It's such an annoying girl, if you don't kill it alone, you may not be able to use any tricks." ”

The pervert stabbed the knife saw along the girl's headless neck, and then said to me, "You are an unusual girl, I can't kill you with such a simple tool." You wait, I'll go and get my favorite set of knives. I will completely dismember you while you are alive, and see if you are my own kind as you say. ”

The pervert turned and walked away, seemingly unaware that I was still here. He probably didn't think I was good at all, and thought I was just a girl waiting to die. Actually, he wasn't wrong, I was waiting to die here. I wanted to run, but my hands were so bound that I couldn't run at all. The rope was so strong that I couldn't run away. The chains on the ground were so hard that I couldn't break free.

But what if you don't run, are you just waiting to die here?

I looked around and saw that the only thing that could cut the rope through was the knife and saw that was stuck in the girl's body. But the girl's body has been moved to the table by the pervert. There was a long distance between where I was bound and between that table. I knew I couldn't get to that table, let alone the knife and saw inside the girl lying on that table.

Since the knife and saw can't be reached, there is no other hope. I sat on the floor, waiting for the pervert to come in and pronounce my death. At this time I saw the girl, still staring at me, as if she was resenting me for not saving me.

Hmph, slut. It's not me who should hate me, but the pervert who killed you. I scolded the girl resentfully, because if it weren't for her repeated yelling at me, maybe the pervert wouldn't have noticed that I had woken up.

I cursed the long-haired girl in my heart, but it didn't stop her gaze in the slightest. I was already a little angry, and at the same time a little frightened. Because the girl's eyes look a little scary, and they don't have the beauty I like at all.

"You hurt me, and you want to scare me." I gently kicked the girl's head to the side to get her away from me. I was bound and scared a little weak. The girl's head didn't go too far, just spun in place. I saw that the back of her head was not just a long straight hair as I had imagined, but a small bun that was not very obvious.

Haha, there is no endless road. I felt a little ecstatic in my heart, it turned out that the girl was not trying to scare me, but wanted to attract my attention. I blamed her, how could I be so stupid to be afraid of this girl, especially the eyes I love the most?

I wanted to pick up the girl's head and kiss it, especially those eyes. But the girl's head had been kicked away by me, and for a moment I couldn't reach it anymore.

If you want to survive, you must break free from the shackles of your hands. If you want to break free, you can't do without the bun on the girl's head. If you want to get the hairpin in the bun, you have to reach the girl's head, but I can't reach it despite all my efforts.

I was a little annoyed because there was an opportunity in front of me, but I couldn't take it. I tapped my head with my right hand, and then it occurred to me that something happened. It's true that I can't reach it with my hands, but that doesn't mean I can't reach it with my feet. I kicked the girl's head to the side with my foot, but now I can't hook it back with my foot. After all, I didn't kick it away, I just pushed it to the side.

I stretched out my left foot and tried my best, but I couldn't get to the girl's head. But just because I can't hook her head doesn't mean I can't step on her hair.

The girl had long hair and it was mostly loose, which is why I didn't notice her hair in a bun in the first place. I stepped on her hair, and then I stomped the hair on the ground hard and dragged it little by little towards my position. One centimeter, two centimeters, one decimeter, two decimeters, the girl's head was getting closer and closer to me. At this time, I am no longer afraid of this head, nor am I afraid of these eyes. I just wanted to pull it over as soon as possible, hold it in my arms, and finally get the hairpin hidden in my hair.

It wasn't fast as soon as possible, but I eventually pulled the girl's head over. I put the girl's face down and removed the hairpin from the bun at the back of her head. Fortunately, this is not a golden hairpin, otherwise the hardness of gold may not be able to cut the hemp rope. I don't know where the girl got this hairpin because it looks really cheap. If it were on a weekday, I would definitely dismiss this cheap thing. But today, not only do I like it, but I also have all my hopes for life on it.

I picked up the hairpin and found it very sleek, probably because the manufacturer was afraid that it would kill people if it was too sharp. This kind of round-headed hairpin naturally can't help me cut the hemp rope. I stabbed it diagonally at the ground, then pressed it harder. Sure enough, it's a cheap thing, just by pressing it like this, it's already crushed.

However, a broken hairpin may not be a good hairpin, I just hope to use it to grind the hemp rope. Now it's only half its length, just right for the job.

The hemp rope is thick, but the port of the hairpin is very thin. I scrambled to break the pervert before it could get in. It's a pity that maybe too much time was wasted before, and when the hemp rope was only halfway broken, the pervert had already come in.

He saw that the girl's head was no longer in its original position, but he didn't look surprised at all. Perhaps in his opinion, the dead girl has become like garbage thrown on the ground, and it is no longer of any use.

He looked at me, smiled, and lifted the suitcase he was dragging in his hand. He pushed the body of the girl on the table to the ground, and then placed the suitcase he was carrying on the table. He opened the clasp on the suitcase and said to me, "You are an extraordinary person, so you can enjoy this treatment." It's been a long time since I've taken someone so seriously, and you should be proud of yourself. ”

I looked up and glanced at the suitcase. I saw that it was densely packed with tiny knives, and then under the light of the incandescent lamp, it flashed with a terrible light. I didn't respond to the pervert's words, because that would provoke him.

I need to provoke the pervert so he gets angry. If he's angry, he's going to vent his anger, and that's a waste of his time to kill me. I had to break the hemp rope before he could do it. It will take time, so I have to provoke him.

The pervert seemed a little surprised to see that I didn't speak, because it was very different from what I had done before. But instead of being as angry as I had expected, he just smiled coldly.

Oops, this pervert is even more powerful than I thought. He must have discovered my secret and knew that I was trying to break free. What does he want to do, to tie me up again?

Once again, I was wrong, because the pervert didn't do anything superfluous and continued to work on what he had at hand. Could it be that this pervert is a stupid person who didn't find out? Or is he not just a pervert, but also a megalomaniac?

No matter how strong the hemp rope is, it is just a hemp rope. I grinded hard, and finally broke the hemp rope when the pervert came towards me.

At this time, the pervert was facing me head-on, so I didn't have a chance to sneak away at all. The table behind him was full of knives, and the knives were in a human shape, perhaps where he had left me to lie down.

"Leave me alone, I don't want to die."

Hearing my desperate pleas, the pervert didn't speak, just raised the scalpel in his hand. I fell to the ground in fright, and then crawled backwards little by little. I don't want to die, but the pervert on the other side is so powerful, I can only escape.

"You can't escape the palm of my hand." The pervert is very confident, "People always have to die, you just go along with the process, why run away?" ”

"I don't want to die, I don't want to." I picked up the hairpin with my left hand and pointed it at the pervert, "Don't come here, or I'll kill you." ”

"You won't, you don't have the guts."

The perverted words seem to hit my heart. I put down my left hand weakly, and then fell back in horror: "You killed so many people, don't you just want them to accompany you?" Hey, you actually did it. They died, but they didn't leave. You see they're all looking at you behind you? See, they're all behind you. See, that big-eyed long-haired girl is smiling at you? ”

"Hehe, you're really not my kind. Have you ever seen a murderer who is afraid of ghosts? ”

The pervert slashed the knife in his hand towards my neck, and it came quickly. But before he could cut my neck, he covered his neck. (To be continued.) )