Just as the room was snoring and everyone was asleep with their eyes closed, the woman's eyes suddenly opened. She coughed weakly a few times, and then she was shocked that something was wrong, and then she covered her mouth and nose with trembling, and her eyes looked at the group of men in horror.

Fortunately, it didn't alarm anyone.

Liu Sanqian witnessed everything in the woman's body, as if he had suffered all the humiliation together. Under the infection of the woman, I only feel that hatred pierces my stomach and is unbearable.

has been dormant in a strange body, experienced inhuman encounters, although she is an outsider, but she has long been unable to stay out of it, calm and relaxed. Liu Sanqian struggled, trying in vain to break through the body that imprisoned her.

I can't stand it anymore, let me go!

I already know how much pain you have!

Let me get out of your body, okay?

All she answered was tearful eyes and the bloody remnants that swirled between her teeth.

The woman gasped a few times and spit out the bloody phlegm that lay across her throat. Little by little, she rolled over her body, her hands staggered across the ground, dragging her unconscious lower body.

Where she passed, a long streak of blood was marked. The wound between the belly, under the friction with the ground, burst open again, and fresh blood flowed out.

The woman climbed very slowly, very slowly. Every time she climbed half a metre away, she had to stop and catch her breath. The body was attached to the cold ground, and gradually, the body was also cold.

After I don't know how long, she clenched her back molars and finally climbed to the gate of this dilapidated factory. With all her strength, she stretched out her arms to reach the doorknob that was close in front of her.

Blood stained the doorknob in the palm of his hand, making the round metal handle extremely slippery. She fiddled with it a few times, but it was still in vain except for making a gurgling sound.

The woman glanced back at the "butcher" behind her. The frightened sheep that were shot by the arrow had to fight to the death if they wanted to escape.

She struggled to prop up her upper body, her left arm against the ground, and she was shaking violently. Painful, sore joints, crunching.

The desire to live eventually triumphed over the despair of falling into the abyss.

Even Liu Sanqian held his breath together, and couldn't help but cheer for her.

The boundary between life and death seems to be only one door.

Gently, and with infinite affection for life, she turned the doorknob little by little.

A gentle breeze blows in and fresh air comes in through the cracks. The softness of the wind gently caressed the woman's face stained with blood and tears, so beautiful that she whimpered and wept.

The door was opened.

In the distance, there is a ghostly light.

Is it a firefly?

The woman reached out to touch the glimmer of light. Her outstretched hand in mid-air paused suddenly, stiffened into nothingness, and finally fell to the ground as her master toppled it.

Click. It was the sound of the lights going out.

Liu Sanqian's eyes returned to darkness again, and the snoring in his ears was non-stop.

After another two hours or so, a glimmer of light came through the sky. A light beam of light pierced through the heavy clouds and shot into the vast expanse of the earth.

There was a glimmer of light that was unwilling to be lonely and unwilling to dissipate in the air without being known, so it found the factory with ease, squeezed in through the corner of the broken window, and playfully pulled the eyelids of the sleeping people.

Huang Mao frowned, disturbed by the light.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes, half-opened, and looked around at the familiar and unfamiliar place. He had a splitting headache, and as if he were hungover, he couldn't remember everything he had been asleep about.

The yellow-haired eyes blinked a few times, gradually adjusting to the faint light. He held the ground with one hand and stood up. The sudden undulating body made his eyes dark, his body staggered, and his steps were swaying. He lifted his hand to his forehead and stopped, waiting for his sensitive body to gradually regain strength.

The smell of blood, the smell of fishy was mixed together, and the smell was so bad that the yellow hair covered his nose. He sane and searched the room for the source of the foul smell.

His gaze swept over his companions one by one, and he saw that they were all stripped naked, naked, and sleepy. They were stained with a few patches of blood, and from the prolonged exposure to the air, the color had become dull, as dark as a purple birthmark.

Yellow Fur glanced around, but found no source of the foul smell. In his mind, there was a strange tape looping in his head, apparently the protagonists of the video.

The picture is too bloody and brutal, and Huang Mao's throat can't help but be flooded with sour water, and under the stimulation of the fishy smell, he vomits to his stomach. He leaned against the wall with one hand and pinched his abdomen with the other.

On the cushion in the center of the factory, a large pool of blood congealed into a lump. A trail of blood spread from the center and slid all the way to the gate.

The fragments were collaged into an image in his mind, and Huang Mao shook his head, remembering the absurdity of yesterday, and his heart was shocked, and he shouted: "Not good, that woman!"

Everyone was awakened, they were like yellow hair, their heads were splitting, and their consciousness was unclear.

Huang Mao shouted, frightened, "Don't get me up quickly, that woman is gone, go find it!"

What woman?

Oh, it was the lamb that was slaughtered.

Everyone hurriedly stood up, and a few of them were unstable, staggering, falling, and once again came into close contact with the ground. There were also a few who saw their companions' naked bodies and laughed non-stop.

Huang Mao slapped the back of the head of the young man named "Xinzi", "Still in the mood to frolic if that woman goes to the police, we will all have to go to jail one by one." Why don't you put my clothes on me and find someone?"

As soon as they heard that the situation was so serious, everyone stopped smiling and looked for their own clothes from the scattered clothes on the ground.

"Brother Yu, no need," the tattooed man looked at the open space outside the factory and pointed to the grass, "Look!"

When everyone heard this, they looked away together. A patch of grass was half-bent and half-bent under the pressure of external forces, as if a path had been artificially carved out.

The bent blades of grass were clinging to the red liquid, and at the end of the path lay a bare, naked thing.

The butchers were relieved.

I said, "When a lamb is slaughtered, how can it escape?"

Xinzi stretched his neck and looked at Xiao for a long time, "Brother Yu, it can't be dead, right?"

Huang Mao's brows furrowed, "Go and confirm." ”

Xinzi hurriedly put on his trousers and walked out of the factory with Huang Mao. Several people blocked the light outside the house with their hands and walked quickly to the woman.

Huang Mao kicked her waist and abdomen, but there was no movement, no response, not even a cry of pain. The skin where the flesh was kicked by the yellow hair was dented with a mark, which lasted for a long time.

"No, is it really dead?" Xinzi squatted down and probed the woman's snort and intercarotid artery, "It seems to be...... He's dead. ”

The tattooed man turned the woman's body over, and the shocking wound appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

A few timid people exclaimed in low voices, "This—this...... What did we do?"