He Tu was woken up, he didn't open the door to look, but opened a small window to observe the outside.

This afternoon, he went to Qin Mingshang and got a conjecture from Qin Mingshang's mouth: "The mission is called the Chainsaw Bride, and it must revolve around the bride." The nursery rhyme retold by Jiu Yinuo is also about the bride, and no matter which bride in the nursery rhyme is dead, so the boss should not be a ghost, but a monster or other supernatural creature with a physical body. ”

Although He Tu didn't trust Qin Mingshang, he believed in his speculation.

Because if the bride is nothing, why rely on chainsaws to kill. ”

Because of this speculation, he decided to take a risk and try to save his teammates.

He picked up a vase and smashed it at the bride.

And then...... The bride was knocked unconscious by him.

Is he so powerful?

No, it should be said that the bride is too weak.

Barrage in the live broadcast room:

[Don't be stupid, you're just lucky to stand on the shoulders of giants.] Ah, to put it more bluntly, Jiu Yinuo beat 99% of the monster's blood, and you only beat 1 percent, just enough to collect people's heads. 】

He Tu was scolded by his fans, but he didn't feel surprised.

Because he said that he was a fan, he should actually be a fan of Jiu Yinuo.

After all, Jiu Yinuo has participated in the most games and made the greatest contribution each time, so it should have attracted the most fans.

To put it mildly, seven of the ten viewers in the live broadcast room are her fans.

And the reason why this fan stayed in the live broadcast room of Hetu and did not go to Jiu Yinuo's live broadcast room is that he is a fan of Jiu Yinuo's career, and he only cares about Jiu Yinuo's ghost decryption.

Every time he fell in love over there, he chose to cut the live broadcast, to enjoy the tragic situation of the other lucky people, and then go back when there were no more pink bubbles.

He Tu chose to ignore this person, and glanced at the next barrage to see if there was anyone who praised him.

[Don't be in a hurry to rejoice! The bride has fallen, but she will wake up soon. Take advantage of this time to quickly let the pregnant woman in. 】

He had heard more than the previous one, though he still did not praise him.

He Tu opened the door and shouted to the pregnant woman who was still unclear: "Don't scream, come in." ”

The pregnant woman hurriedly got up, but her legs trembled after a miscarriage.

That's why no one wants to team up with pregnant women in the first place.

It is too easy to miscarry, and once it does, it will be quite debilitating.

He Tu wanted to help him, but saw a red barrage flashing by.

[It's too late! The bride has woken up! 】

As the barrage said, the bride had already climbed up, and her hijab fell to the ground, revealing her face burned with cigarette butts.

She looked at the back of the pregnant woman, and Ai Ai stretched out her hand: "Don't go...... Don't leave me alone...... I'm afraid...... Don't leave me alone......"

How could a pregnant woman respond to her, but walked faster and faster.

And the bride was obviously stabbed by this scene, and no longer had any reservations to rush towards the pregnant woman.

He Tu forcibly held back his fear, picked up other things and threw them at the bride.

The bride was not directly knocked out this time, but her movements were slow.

When the pregnant woman arrived at the door, she felt that she was safe, so she didn't forget to look at the other door with resentment: "The cheap girl who can't be saved when she dies, the old lady ......"

At this glance, this sentence caused her to slow down her pace for a second, and the bride who was relieved directly sawed off her left foot with a chainsaw.

After seeing the blood, the bride was obviously more excited, and the speed was a little faster.

The bride looked through the pregnant woman, as if she saw another person, she stretched out her hand and touched the belly of the pregnant woman, and said softly, as if treating a good friend: "You can stay with me too!" ”

Hashihashi's hands were shaking all the time, and he couldn't help it after hearing the screams of a pregnant woman having her legs sawed off and the bride's strange self-talk.

Relenting, she opened the door.

The door was full of blood, shocking.

When the bride saw Qiaoqiao open the door, her consciousness instantly cleared, and she gave up the pregnant woman who had been injured and pounced.

And He Tu took advantage of this time to drag the pregnant woman in.

When she came in, she kept screaming.

Both the stomach and the legs were torturing the woman.

Of course, He Tu couldn't deliver the baby, so he could only find something to stop the blood on her legs, but as soon as he got close, he would be pushed away or slapped by the pregnant woman.

After a few times, he finally couldn't help it, and he said half-puzzled and half-complaining: "What am I doing so kindly?" ”

He muttered, threw the bandaged thing next to the pregnant woman, and said, "You can do it yourself, the master won't care about you." ”

As a result, the pregnant woman suddenly didn't know where the strength came from, so she suddenly pounced and bit He Tu's leg.

"Crazy!" He couldn't hold back any longer, and directly overthrew the pregnant woman to the ground, climbed into bed by himself, and didn't care about her anymore.

He understood that the pregnant woman might have lost her mind due to severe pain, but he didn't owe her.

Why do you do your best like your mother.

The bride glanced at the door of Qiaoqiao with a little regret, this little girl reacted a little fast, she only had time to cut off one of her arms, and she shrank back like a loach.

Qiaoqiao's little face was pale, full of tears, and he was about to pass out in pain.

Her lips kept quivering, but she kept trying to get herself moving.

"Don't get dizzy, you have to find something to bandage...... If you don't treat it in time, you will lose too much blood. Bridge ...... The bridge should be supported. The bridge is the best. She cheered herself up as she propped up her limp feet to find something to heal the wound.

There were very few things in the room that would be of use, and she clutched her arms, chilling all over.

Her tears and snot hurt out, but she didn't dare to scream too loudly, for fear of welcoming other monsters.

The moonlight poured into the courtyard surrounded by bamboo fences, and blood continued to drip onto the lawn on a messy stone table.

There were some chickens lying in the lawn, all of which had their feathers plucked out, and they bit out some mutilations like anger.

There was a feminine and faint moaning sound in the room, but there was no heavy breathing of a man.

A quarter of an hour later, the sound stopped abruptly, like a rooster with its neck choked.

Meng Bao was lying on a messy bed, in a semi-comatose state, her arms and shoulders were bare, her fair and smooth skin was as delicate as a shelled egg, but there were several deep bite marks on it, broken skin, bleeding, and even missing flesh.

There sat a man beside her bed, tall and handsome, like the dream girl of thousands of young girls.

He was unhurriedly dressed, from the first button to the last.

After getting dressed, he picked up his clothes and threw them on the bed, then walked out the door.

He moved his muscles and looked satisfied.

"It's cool to be without Mary."

His eyes were on the bride who was walking this way while nibbling on her hands.

He smiled and walked over to remove the bride's red hijab: "Hey, wife, excuse me to eat." ”