Lu Jia's arm was grabbed again, this time it was pinched tighter, her arm hurt so much that she almost lost consciousness, and her pink neck was also pinched, making it difficult to breathe.

She shrank in the corner of the bed, bent one foot, pressed Lao Han's chest with her knee, and kicked desperately with the other foot, but Lao Han was already too close, and that foot couldn't exert force, and the kick didn't hurt, and the kick couldn't move.

Although she had some psychological preparations, when such a situation really happened, Lu Jia was still flustered, nervous, scared, tears couldn't stop flowing out, her lips were bitten, and she still couldn't stop the voice in her throat from gushing out, she cried, sobbed, desperately blocking the other party's approach.

The handcuff kept hitting the crossbar at the head of the bed, "clicking", because she was too hard, Lu Jia's wrist was cut out a few times, and blood dripped on the mattress, she didn't know, and struggled desperately.

Physiologically speaking, women's strength is not as good as that of men, but the gap is not as big as it is shown in movies, television, and novels, although Lu Jia has never been to the gym, but he is an active college student, often takes physical education classes, and occasionally runs with his classmates or something, and he is young and has relatively good physical strength.

Lao Han is nearly forty years old, and his mind is at the peak of his life, but he lacks exercise, his body is a little weak, he drinks too much wine, he works hard for a long time, and he can't get close to Lu Jia, but he just pinched her arm and swollen, her neck was red, and she was sweating.

The stamina of the liquor also went up, Lao Han was sweaty, uncomfortably hot, uncomfortable, and finally gave up his desperate efforts, turned around and shouted: "Come over and help me press her!"

A person said with a hippie smile and a strange yin and yang face: "I said Lao Han, you can't drink too much and can't get up, so you have to pretend there, right?

"What nonsense, come and pull her feet!" Lao Han roared again.

Only then did the men come over with a grin: "I don't believe you can show your gun." ”

Lu Jia's two ankles were quickly caught, his legs were straightened, and he couldn't retract it, his left hand was still grabbed by Lao Han, and the whole person was almost unable to move.

"These people don't have a good relationship. At this moment, such a thought suddenly popped into her mind, and she didn't understand why, which did not help the current situation in the slightest.

The three men worked together, she couldn't fight at all, lying on the shabby bed, listening to the strange laughter and the squeak of the little iron bed, her mind was a mess, and her body was still struggling instinctively.

"Don't worry...... I'll find you. ”

Sun An's voice appeared in Lu Jia's head, as if it was ringing in his ears.

"What about people, how is it different from what is said?" she let out a long sigh, her voice soft, but full of sadness.

The camping lamp hanging from the ceiling was still shaking, as if it couldn't bear the manic atmosphere of the room, the white light shining in the corner flickered and dimmed, and at some point, a circular shadow appeared.

"Shadow?" When Lu Jia came back to his senses, the shadow was already very obvious, and it was becoming more obvious.

It was a separate shadow, not connected to anything, no matter how long the figure was stretched, the feet and the person were still connected, only the objects suspended in the air, such as a plastic bag blown up by the wind or something, would have a separate shadow, but the plastic bag would float, and the shadow would move with it, while the shadow on the ceiling would not move, as if it was fixed there.

The shadow grew thicker, darker, bigger, and grew out, and then, a black, translucent hand reached out from within, grabbed at the edge of the shadow, and a head came out of it.

Lu Jia took a breath of cool air, she thought she was hallucinating, she blinked her eyes vigorously, and then looked up, the shadow that crawled out of the shadow had already poked out of her upper body, and it was a figure.

I can't see the facial features clearly, or the figure has no facial features, it is holding a sword, a white, slender one-handed sword, I don't know if it is because of the light, or the sword itself is pure white, the contrast between the white sword and the black shadow is very strong, and it looks a little dazzling.

After the whole figure drilled out of the round shadow, it fell from the air, and it can be seen from the outline that it was a person in armor and cloak, of course, the armor and cloak were also translucent black shadows, tall and handsome, it fell on the bed, his right hand was stretched out, and the sword in his hand hung above Lao Han's head, and then stabbed down.

The people who helped hold down Lu Jia also saw the black shadow, but they only saw it after the black shadow fell, raised their heads, and looked at it dumbfounded, and they didn't even notice that Lu Jia's feet were pulled out of their hands.

"Poof!"

The white sword pierced the back of Lao Han's head, pierced out of his mouth, and stopped in time, the extremely sharp tip of the sword hung in front of Lu Jia's throat, which had been dyed red, and a drop of blood flowed down from it, condensed into a bead of blood at the tip of the sword, dripping on Lu Jia's neck, and it was hot.

Lao Han's body also pressed on her body.

"Wow!"

The three men screamed and ran to the outhouse, panicking.

The shadow drew his sword, jumped off the bed, and chased him to the outhouse.

Lu Jia struggled to push away Lao Han's corpse, sat up, rubbed her numb left arm, and reached her body to look outside, she was also scared, but it was different from the fear just now, the existence of that shadow was beyond her cognition.

The door of the outhouse could not be opened, and the three men shook it vigorously for a while, and when they saw that the black shadow had chased it out, they screamed and clung to the wall, as if they wanted to knock a hole in the wall with their bodies, or burrow into the bodies of their companions for refuge.

The tall black shadow stopped, raised the sword in his hand, and swung it diagonally, and the head of one of the men flew up, still with a frightened expression on his face, and he fell to the ground and rolled under the table, and the sword did not stop, and slashed into the left shoulder of the other man, and slashed out from the right rib, and then cut off one of the right arms up to the elbow.

The rest of the man was already terrified, and with a scream, he pounced on the black shadow, but he couldn't do anything, and he rushed straight through the black shadow.

The black shadow turned around and slashed the man off with another sword.

"Ahh

The man was not dead, but he screamed and crawled forward with his two hands, and the intestines and internal organs leaked out of his waist and fell to the ground, and before he could climb far, the sword was already hanging over his head, and stabbed down.

Lu Jia was thrilled and trembling, this was the first time she had seen a corpse, the first time she had seen such a terrible killing, her blood pressure was too high, and she only felt dizzy.

Then, the dark shadow walked towards her.

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