Turned into a piece of?

The photographer looked at the familiar girl in front of him in disbelief. Is this still the gentle, little jasper little ginger?

The one who didn't dare to say anything when he was scolded, and everyone recognized as angry?

"What needs to be done? Or do I just have to keep you from drugged? ”

The photographer said with a bit of discussion, now he is a cripple, and he really doesn't dare to kill someone.

But he didn't want to be a piece of.

"I'll take the medicine, you just pretend to be asleep. When I go downstairs, you draw the fire out of the fireplace, and then burn them to death!" ”

Jiang Shiqing's eyes widened, and there were strange and distorted tendons on his face.

"You're going to burn them?" The photographer turned his head and said in surprise!

"What? You won't? Jiang Shiqing's hideous face slowly approached the photographer. The malice from the shop made the photographer suspect that the girl in front of him was not the one he knew before.

"I ......"

The photographer didn't know what to say, so he could only look at Jiang Shiqing hesitantly.

Seeing the photographer like this, Jiang Shiqing just smiled lightly and slowly walked behind the photographer: "You are a cripple." If you really want to run, you can't run, think about it! I can run if I run, but what about you? It can only be turned into reserve food! ”

"I still think there's something wrong..."

may be the only remaining conscience that has been reminding him, and the photographer is still a little unwilling to reject Jiang Shiqing.

"Really? Then I'm sorry! ”

A hemp rope was pulled out of the stool, and Jiang Shiqing tied the photographer's neck like a cloud! The small body burst out with tremendous power at this moment!

In just a moment, the photographer's face was already blue and red, and his mouth began to foam.

"Sleeping pills are in hand anyway... If you don't want to get on the boat, you're just going to be a piece of! ”

Jiang Shiqing's hands became more and more forceful, his knuckles turned white because of the excessive force, and the tendons on his head also bulged at this moment.

The current Jiang Shiqing does not look like a woman at all, but a strong man who is irritable.

"Uh-uh-"

The photographer hurriedly took out a sharp knife from his back waist, and he didn't look at it as if he was slashing behind him!

It's just that Jiang Shiqing is not a slow person to react, he let go and dodged sideways, and then grabbed the rope and shrunk the rope harder!

"I ...... Same...... Meaning ......"

With Jiang Shiqing's letting go just now, the photographer hurriedly spoke! If he didn't speak, he would have died here.

Seeing that the photographer agreed, Jiang Shiqing suddenly loosened the rope and walked in front of the photographer with a hideous face.

"It would have been nice to have agreed earlier... Do you have to suffer such a great sin? ”

Jiang Shiqing sat not far away with a pant and said with a cruel smile.

"I... I'm just thinking...... Didn't disagree......"

The photographer gasped for breath, for fear that the person in front of him would strangle himself to death if he didn't agree with him.

Jiang Shiqing saw him say this, but he laughed twice: "You think I will believe you?" Or just thinking? ”

It's not clear whether you agree with Jiang Shiqing? Who would be so easy to believe something they haven't seen before? What's more, this incident is still a test of morality.

But if he doesn't go the same way with himself, then there is no need to keep him.

Bring him back just for this bottle of medicine and not to make himself a reserve food. But if it's because of this that he spoils his own good deeds, then absolutely not!

In order for things to go smoothly, let him "go home" as soon as possible and become a reserve food as soon as possible.

Seeing that Jiang Shiqing no longer trusted himself, the photographer didn't want to say anything, but just took out another bottle of spray: "This, strong and peaceful, can even be similar to anesthesia." If you want to do it, do it thoroughly, and leave nothing to blame. ”

This bottle of medicine is used by the photographer when he is doing something, and there are almost no on the market, but in this case, the photographer still took out the bottle of medicine in pain.

"Tsk...... It's you...... You have this kind of thing too. ”

Jiang Shiqing took the spray and stuffed it somewhere, and said in a mocking tone.

This kind of thing is not something that a normal person can have. Or rather, only those who have been doing some illegal things for a long time will have it.

I didn't expect this person in front of me to have such a thing.

"Awards, ...... awards"

The photographer touched the traces of the rope with one hand. The feeling of suffocation just now was fresh in his memory, and he didn't want to go through it a second time.

"Don't think I'm lying to you, be careful when you speak. They expected to come back after dark. ”

After Jiang Shiqing finished speaking, he put a plate of meat in front of the photographer, and got up and left regardless of whether he would eat it or not, leaving the photographer alone in the wooden house.

"Just now...... You're so merciless......"

The photographer was the only one left in the room, his big rough and bloody hands touching the strangulation marks on his neck, and his eyes murmured fiercely.

He Zhou Shu is not a fuel-efficient lamp, but now his legs are still lame under the fence, and he can only be slaughtered.

If it were normal, this knife would have been up her throat a long time ago!

It's just that these photographers can only think about it now, and the others can't do it even if they have ideas.

As the minutes passed, the photographer couldn't bear the hunger in his stomach and reached out to pick up the "meat steak" next to him.

I took a tentative bite and found that there was indeed only the taste of meat, but there was no taste of sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty!

Even the strange smell before is gone.

'My sense of taste has deteriorated?' ’

The photographer took another bite on the "meat steak" and found that the meat steak really had no taste at all, and even the mushy taste on the surface could not be eaten at all.

He had no sense of taste now, and his desire to eat was only to fill his stomach.

"Bang dang!"

The middle-aged man pushed the door in, and the photographer realized that the sky had already darkened.

"Where's eating?"

The middle-aged man sat on the side, opened his big mouth full of cigarette stains a little tiredly, opened the kettle on his waist and took a sip of water.

Seeing that there was water to drink, the photographer quickly licked his somewhat dry lips and said, "Just eat, can you ......?"

Before the photographer could finish speaking, the middle-aged man interrupted him: "No! This water is precious! Drink this! ”

The middle-aged man handed him a bottle of yellow liquid and said with a disgusted expression.

"This!"

The photographer sniffed the mouth of the bottle, and a smell of urine came to his nose!

"Humph!"

The photographer didn't know where the anger came from, so he threw the bottle on the ground, splashing urine everywhere inside.

"You cripple! Are you looking for death? ”

As soon as the middle-aged man wanted to get up, the young man walked in with a long piece of oiled paper.

After the middle-aged man saw the young man, his anger was instantly extinguished, and he just drank the water sullenly.

"Old Zhou, don't be angry. There was no progress in going out today, we were all in a hurry, so the emotions were a little out of control. ”

The young man stood between the two and said to the team photographer with a smile on his face.