There was only one living person left in the room, and Lu Jia was very afraid, afraid of those terrible corpses, and afraid of that terrible black shadow.

The dark shadow walked towards the cot.

She still couldn't run, shrunk to the corner of the bed, and looked at the approaching black shadow with wide eyes, the edge of the black shadow's originally very vague outline had become very clear, and the appearance of the armor and the softness of the cloak could be clearly seen, but this shadow could not be touched, the person who was cut by the waist passed directly through its body, only the extremely sharp white blade could touch, and it could pierce or cut off the human body if it touched.

The sword was raised towards Lu Jia, Lu Jia still held a glimmer of hope, looking at the white blade, the black shadow was close and far, he could have killed her first, and then killed the three people, but he left her alone, first killed the three people and then turned back, this may be because she was handcuffed, or it may be because the black shadow is on her side.

The sword swung down, and although Lu Jia tried her best to open her eyes wide, instinct still made her close her eyes when the white light approached, she didn't feel pain, or her whole body hurt, and she didn't feel the blade cut in, so she felt her right wrist shake.

The handcuff was cut, not where the middle connection was broken, but the clasp was cut directly, which is something that is difficult to cut with a saw, but it was cut by a thin sword, and the cut was very flat.

The black shadow and the white sword were gone, as if they hadn't been there, and the corpse beside them could prove that it wasn't a dream, even though the two rooms looked like scenes from nightmares.

Lu Jia got out of trouble, she only heard her own "dong dong" heartbeat in her ears, and got out of bed carefully, the wound on her wrist finally hurt at this time, and the blood flowed on her hand to draw a lot of wide lines, shocking, she didn't care so much, she just wanted to get out of here as soon as possible, so she walked towards the outhouse.

As soon as one foot stepped into the outhouse, the two corpses leaning against the door suddenly moved, one body had no head, and the other body broke off at chest length, and fell to the side with its chest up, and sat on the ground below its chest, and at the same time moved and fell to the side.

Lu Jia screamed in fright and retreated back to the back room.

The corpse will move because the door was pushed open, because the corpse blocked the door, the person who pushed the door was very hard to open the door, because the windows were sealed, Lu Jia had no place to escape, in a hurry, he rushed to the outhouse, grabbed a wine bottle and held it in his hand, and stared at the door nervously.

finally escaped, she would never be caught again, even if she risked her own life.

The door was completely pushed open, and a somewhat dazzling person stepped on a pool of blood and walked in the door and looked at Lu Jia.

It was a Westerner, a handsome person Lu Jia had seen in his life, his facial features were extremely exquisite, his skin was fair, his eyes were deep, his hair was dark, all combed back, wearing a gray V-neck skinny long-sleeved T-shirt, a pair of blue frayed white jeans, a beautiful figure like a football player, wearing a pair of dark blue Air-Jordan slippers, and a black Pelican suitcase dragged behind.

He put the suitcase outside, walked into the house, closed the door, looked at Lu Jia, smiled and said in English: "Pretty young lady, sorry I'm late, Sean Sterling (Sean · Sterling) is at your command, you can call me Lance. ”

As he spoke, he took out a card from his arms, saluted elegantly, and handed the card to Lu Jia, the action was very natural, not contrived at all, nor did it look funny.

Lu Jia's appearance looked a little funny, heroically carrying a bottle of liquor, staring blankly at the person, the card, not knowing what to say.

It was a plum J, it looked no different from other cards, Lu Jia didn't know why he was holding a card and handed it to him, he just felt incredible, seeing that the other party had no ill will towards him, he still bent down and waited for her to speak, so he stammered and asked, "What does Lance mean...... Weapon (knight's gun) or Lancelot?"

The knight's spear was the thick and long spear that was raised when a knight fought a duel, riding a horse against each other, and Lancelot was, needless to say, referring to the most famous knight of the round table in the Middle Ages.

Although Lance is also a personal name, he has already said that his name is Sean Sterling, without adding a middle name, Lance can only be a nickname, the previous black shadow holds a sword, wears armor and cloak, Lu Jia naturally connects Lance and Lancelot.

"Maybe both. Lance straightened up, as if he couldn't see the corpses here, and couldn't smell the blood.

She glanced at Lu Jia's wrist, put the cards back in her pocket, took out a handkerchief, walked to Lu Jia, took the wine bottle in her hand and put it on the table, gently held her wrist, and carefully wrapped the wound with a handkerchief.

Lu Jia watched the other party's movements blankly, still not knowing what was going on, confused.

Then, as the world turned, she was picked up by Lance violently, and she screamed in fright, and found that she was only being held by a pair of strong hands, the standard princess.

Lance's hand was very measured, he didn't mess around, he walked to the door with Lu Jia in his arms, put her down, turned around and came back, stepped on the pool of blood to take out the suitcase, and closed the door.

He did this just to prevent Lu Jia from stepping on the blood of those people.

"Please wait. Lance said to Lu Jia, who was standing aside, then closed his eyes, stood motionless, and after about half a minute, he opened his eyes again, smiled and said to Lu Jia: "Okay, let's go, Sun asked me to send you, uh...... Bihui Community?"

"Sun, do you mean Sun An?" Lu Jia's hanging heart finally relaxed, she knew that Bihui Community was Bai Yue's home.

"Yes, Sun An. Lance gestured to please, pointing to a Passat parked not far away.

Lu Jia observed the environment at this time, this should be the suburbs of Qingji City, the house she stayed in just now was a small dilapidated building with the word "demolition" written on it, and the handwriting was very blurred, and the demolition plan may have been shelved, making it a ruined street.

It's a great place for Tibetans.

Lu Jia walked to the side of the Passat and found that the car was stolen, the glass of the car was broken, and there were still some broken glass on the chair on the other side of the cab.

Lance swept away the glass slag on the seat, threw the slippers into the grass next to him, and sat in the car, but did not rush to drive, but took out his mobile phone, dialed Sun An's number, and handed the mobile phone to Lu Jia.

In the dilapidated house to be demolished, it really became a hellish scene, the four corpses were broken, even the belt flesh and bones, like chopped meat on the board, not to mention the identification, it was difficult to see whether they were originally human or not.

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