Lao Wu's eyes could only see the trouser leg of the man in front of him and a pair of mud-stained skateboard shoes, and he squatted on the ground and tried to think about what was going on now.

There was indeed no one else in the room just now, and at the moment when Lao Wu squatted down to pick up the chopsticks and threw them out, a person appeared at the door of the back kitchen out of thin air, standing motionless with his feet together. Lao Wu felt the sweat on his head running down his cheeks, and he slowly raised his eyelids to look up in this position.

But Lao Wu just raised his face, and before he could see who the person standing in front of him was, a cold light suddenly flashed on his head, and then something smashed down on his head. Lao Wu was startled, and hurriedly rolled out to the side, followed by a muffled sound of "bang" behind him. When I turned my head, it was an axe, chopping up the floor tiles I was squatting on. As soon as he saw this scene, Lao Wu was afraid, but fortunately he healed his waist in the afternoon, otherwise his head would have been split. But he couldn't let him breathe at all, and the axe was lifted again, and it slashed at Lao Wu horizontally.

Lao Wu was still sitting on the cold brick floor at this time, and he couldn't dodge the axe at all, if he was an ordinary person, he would definitely be frightened and didn't know how to dodge, and then he was split open by the axe. But Lao Wu once followed Hu Wan to the north and south, and robbed many large tombs, and there are many traps in the tombs, which requires a strong psychological quality to not panic. Although this was many years ago, and Lao Wu's age was also older and his body was not as good as before, but that calm and alertness was still there, and when the axe was about to cut him, he relayed his hands on the ground, kicked the gap in the floor tiles with both feet, and flew out to avoid the axe upside down.

But Lao Wu was still a little slower, the semicircular edge of the axe slashed across his chest, and the sharp blade cut through the flesh, only to feel that his chest was suddenly numb, as if he had been touched by a thin thread.

In order to dodge just now, Lao Wu used all his strength to fly directly into the wall behind him, making a muffled "bang". The pain in the chest cavity swelled, and with a cough, a stream of blood spurted out of the mouth, and there was still a pain in the chest where the skin and flesh were cut, and I could only gasp for breath to relieve the discomfort of the whole body a little.

At this time, the sky had completely darkened, and although it was dark in the Sheep Soup Restaurant, he could clearly see the surrounding tables, chairs, benches, and those weirdly erected chopsticks, and the person who split himself with an axe disappeared with him dodging, and suddenly appeared and disappeared suddenly.

It all felt more and more unreal, and it seemed like a nightmare. But the pain in his chest was particularly strong, the cold floor tiles in his lower body, the sour feeling of blood in his mouth and sweat flowing into his eyes, telling Lao Wu that he was indeed not dreaming.

Lao Wu covered the wound on his chest, but the blood couldn't stop it flowing out along the gap between his fingers, and he raised his other hand to wipe the sweat in his eyes, but as soon as the back of his hand touched his eyelids, he felt that another axe was coming towards him. Lao Wu was completely unable to dodge at this moment, so he could only stretch out the hand covering his chest, trying to grab the stool next to him to block it, but his palms were full of his own blood, very slippery, and he didn't grab the stool.

The axe was very sharp, and in front of Lao Wu, it cut off his forearm directly, and red blood spurted out like a spring. All this happened so fast that Lao Wu didn't have time to feel the pain at all, and the fingers of the severed hand that fell to the side were still moving like twitches, revealing a stubble of white bones at the severed arm, and blood splattered everywhere.

Lao Wu's face turned pale, his whole body trembled, and finally he opened his mouth and screamed.

"Ah!!!h

Lao Wu's screams echoed in the empty sheep soup restaurant, at this moment he had forgotten to stop the bleeding, his mind was full of axes cutting into his arms, cutting off the flesh and bones, and the picture was finally fixed on the arm was about to be broken, leaving only the last layer of skin, the numbness and unconsciousness of fear filled his brain, and finally he couldn't bear the terrible pain that followed.

The pain of a broken arm is indescribable, and the pain that penetrates deep into the spinal cord is known only to Lao Wu himself. Lao Wu couldn't make any sound weakly, and for some reason suddenly remembered a few brothers in the grave team, smiling in front of him, Lao Wu felt that he would never see them again, both frightened and lonely, and the severe pain forced out the man's tears.

Lao Wu looked down at his broken arm that was still spurting blood, feeling his heart getting weaker and weaker, from sadness to anger, he wanted to know who was going to kill him with an axe. But he was breathing faster and faster, and his eyelids were about to close uncontrollably, holding his breath, he used all his strength to raise his head obliquely, and when he opened his eyes, there was a person standing in front of him, white clothes and black pants looked very familiar, and when he looked at the person's face, he opened his mouth in surprise.

"You & Me"

Then the man picked up the axe and slashed at Lao Wu's head like chopping wood.

Lao Wu looked at the sharp blade that slashed at his face, and he didn't know how to dodge, his eyes were still staring at the person's face, and the person who used the axe to cut himself was actually himself!

"Old Wu! Your grandma's! ”

Lao Wu didn't wait for the head-on axe, but suddenly heard someone scolding him, the voice was familiar, the voice like a broken gong and the noisy ears hurt, only Hu Dafang's meat thing. Originally, Lao Wu was still sulking with Hu Dafang, but when he felt that he was going to die, he suddenly missed them very much.

After hearing Hu Da's voice, Lao Wu felt that the pain in his whole body disappeared instantly, his body also warmed up, and he even wanted to sweat a little hot, and the surroundings became more and more noisy, the tables, chairs and benches ping-pong, and the shouts of his brothers were heard from time to time.

Lao Wu was still closing his eyes at this time, and slowly raised the arm that was cut off by the axe just now, and he could clearly feel the presence of his fingers. Lao Wu exhaled heavily, and sure enough, he had a nightmare without warning, but his whole body seemed to be wet with sweat, and his hair was very wet.

With a shout and scolding, Lao Wu opened his eyes, and there was a hanging electric light in front of him, I don't know who touched it, swaying from side to side. From time to time, the light shone directly into Lao Wu's eyes, and he raised his hand directly to block it.

But after raising his arm, Lao Wu was completely dumbfounded. He actually held a short-handled axe in his hand, the sharpness of the axe was cocked on both sides, although the axe was short but unusually heavy, it was commonly used in the butcher shop mutton soup restaurant, but the axe in Lao Wu's hand was still stained with blood.

He felt a chill in his heart, and the only thing he could think of at the moment was: it's broken! It must have been during the time when I dreamed just now, and I hacked people to death!

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