Chapter VII: Heads
If a girl, in an absolutely unstoppable situation, learns that the person she likes wants to sleep with other women, the look in her eyes at that moment is absolutely the same as Xiao Pian at this moment.
Yin Yuetian is very familiar with this kind of look, this is the look that both men and women will produce, its name is jealousy.
A person's hatred for another person is never unfounded, and a woman's jealousy is by no means groundless.
So it's almost certain that this girl must know John Kafman.
It's just that when his scalpel has touched Xiao Lian's skin, the latter not only did not show any fear, but in his big black eyes, he spewed more anger at the wolf.
Although girls' jealousy must not be groundless, their anger may not be justified.
The wolf's fur was a little explosive, and his face, which might not have been hit by bullets, was actually a little red.
He smiled bitterly and said, "Little sister, why are you looking at me like this?" ”
There are not many people who can be so calm under the gaze of the violent and cold eyes on the cloudy moon day, and under the coercion of his scalpel.
But Xiao Lian is one of them.
She snorted fiercely at the wolf, and then calmly said to Yin Yuetian: "I don't know him, kill him if you want!" ”
The smile on Yin Yuetian's face remained the same, and it tended to expand after listening to her words.
He said, "You think I won't dare to kill you?" It seems that you don't know who I am. ”
Little Mercy rolled her eyes.
Yin Yue Tian said: "My name is Yin Yue Tian, they call me, smiling death, Doctor Jackal." ”
As soon as his words came out, Xiao Lian immediately shivered fiercely, and when he looked at his face again, he was no longer half calm, and his thin little face, which was almost skinny, suddenly erupted with extreme fear.
She looked at the wolf again, and her eyes were full of pleading.
Yin Yue Tian said: "Since you have heard my name, you should know that I am a madman, even if you are really John's relatives and friends, I will never show mercy when I should act." So, now tell me, who are you? ”
At this moment, the three of them could see the struggle in Xiao Lian's heart.
Then, she shook her head and said, "I don't know anything." ”
Yin Yuetian raised his eyebrows: "You must know that I am Yin Yuetian, since I know the Dao, I should also know that I have a good way to deal with people with hard mouths." ”
His method is naturally to make a person become a dozen or even dozens of layers while he is still alive.
Xiao Lian continued to shake her head: "I don't know who you are, and I don't know anything. ”
As she spoke, she closed her eyes and stopped talking.
A rare feeling of surprise welled up on a cloudy and moonlit day.
There is no doubt that the girl not only knows who the smiling god of death is, but also knows the cruelty of his methods.
In this case, she would rather endure the terrifying torture of the cloudy moon day than reveal a single piece of information.
That only says one thing.
It is by no means that she is as highly conscious as a party member, but because she ......
Once she speaks out, what she will get is an even more terrifying end!
Yin Yuetian put away the scalpel and said, "I have no opinion." ”
With that, he turned and entered one of the rooms.
Not long after, the wolf also walked in.
He closed the door and said, "It seems that girls always value their purity more than the fear of the unknown in their hearts. ”
Yin Yuetian was already lying on the bed, and he said, "Maybe it's because you have too much of the stench of dead people." ”
The wolf got on the kang and retorted: "The smell of blood on your body is stronger, isn't she still willing to be in the same room with you?" You don't understand girls too much, and if a girl doesn't want to look impure no matter what, the only possibility is that her beloved is right next to her. ”
He pointed at him, "That's you." ”
Yin Yue Tiandao: "Since you understand girls so well, you should think about who that little pity is." ”
The wolf rolled over and lay down: "I really don't know her, although her eyes are very similar to a person, but I promise that person definitely does not look like this." ”
Yin Yue Tian said: "I know the way." ”
The wolf was surprised: "Do you know the truth?" ”
Yin Yue Tian said: "I know what we should do now. ”
The wolf said: "What to do?" ”
Yin Yuetian said: "Sleep." ”
When he said sleep, he really turned over and stopped talking.
The room was so dark that you could barely see your fingers.
The thunderous snoring of the next door kept pounding on the walls.
The white girl, Talsa, sat up from the bed in annoyance, clasping her knees in a daze.
The compressed water produced in the tissues is extremely convenient, and just one grain can sustain a person's water consumption for a day.
It's just that when she ate compressed biscuits just now, she felt too dry, so she ate an extra grain of compressed water.
As a result, she now feels a strong urge to urinate.
This is no shame, eating, drinking and Lazar is a daily physiological activity of people, and almost everyone has done this kind of thing at night.
It's just that the atmosphere is very awkward now, and what is even more awkward than the atmosphere is the environment here.
Because it's a haunted house.
While the haunted houses of China are not the same as the huge villas of the British-style vampires, one thing is clear.
The owners of haunted houses are all dead people.
Thinking of the long-dead little old man and the weirdness of this horror town, Tesa felt like her scalp was exploding.
It's just that the lady's character still makes her put an end to the idea of urinating in the corner of the guest room.
But the urge to urinate is up, and if she doesn't want her bladder to be blown up, her only way is to go to the toilet.
As mentioned when Xiao Lian left, the location of the toilet was in the corner of the first floor, that is, opposite the kitchen.
Telsa struggled for another minute, until she felt that her bladder could no longer bear it, so she clenched her silver teeth and rolled over to get off the kang.
She draped the green military coat that John Kafman had given her, took out the high-energy beam flashlight she was carrying, and slowly walked out of the flashlight.
The hallway was deserted and shabby.
She secretly prayed that she would not run into anything like a ghost hitting a wall again, and she moved forward step by step.
Even though she wasn't a moonlit day or Kafman, she could still feel some kind of horror particle in the air.
The so-called thriller particles are the weird and terrifying atmosphere that usually pervades a specific occasion in horror movies.
Tersa, don't think about it, you can do it! {{{(>_