"......" Su Nanzhi stood in place for a long time.

Which old six did it?!!

She goes out on a mission and comes back with a stolen tire on the importance of large spaces.

Su Nanzhi took a deep breath and calmed down.

The person who stole the tire saw the fuel tank and knew that he couldn't drive the car, so he directly dismantled the tire with the idea that he would destroy it if he couldn't get it.

Very good.

She has to rely on the most primitive way to go on the next road, otherwise she will go to the black and eat the black for another wave, the key is where to go to the black and eat the black?

At the end of the day, she didn't even see half a figure!

I had no choice but to go down first.

The fifth day of the game, early in the morning.

Sunanzhi was forced to abandon his motorcycle and return to his legs.

In fact, the rest of the gasoline can't drive far, and even if the tires are not stolen, you still have to hike after half a day.

I did a long day of mental construction for myself, and I just wanted to say - it's better not to let her know who did it.

The sun rises and the clouds are red, and the vast and desolate sands are connected to the bright glow of the sky.

The temperature rises rapidly.

Inside a house next to a river that has dried up.

The light passed through the windows sealed with rusty iron bars and fell into the dark, enclosed basement, where the dry dust floated in the golden light.

The window was so small that even if it wasn't sealed, it wouldn't fit an adult through.

The monotonous sound of sharpening knives is unusually frightening in the early morning.

The man in the iron cage watched in horror the man's skillful movements, and the corpse hanging on the iron hook was skinny, and yesterday he was still a frail living person.

This is one of the people who was caught by the owner of the house earlier.

The rest of the people had been tortured to the point of delirium, and their bodies were so weak that they could not get out even if the door was opened and let them go.

The floor under the iron table was much darker than the rest of the place, and there were still blood spots on the table.

The player sat in the corner and panicked, the owner of the house gave him an anesthetic injection, but the injury on his foot had worsened, and he was locked in an iron cage and starved for a day, even if he could run out, he would be caught.

He also had a wound on his foot, and in order to prevent them from escaping, the others had their legs broken.

He glanced up at the window, hoping that his injuries would heal soon, and fled the house.

The owner of the house complained that the captive people had lost weight again, and discussed which person to slaughter and what to cook for dinner.

From nausea to nausea to perverted fear of the homeowner's family.

Yesterday, some people couldn't bear it, and they were frightened and incontinent on the spot, crying and admitting their mistakes and begging for mercy.

Normal people will feel uncomfortable mentally and physically when they see a slaughtering autopsy, and then the discomfort of their fate will turn into fear and despair.

Those who begged for mercy received only ridicule and disregard, and the owner of the house did not treat them as human beings at all.

The women in the group were taken out alone, and the hostess chained them into her son's room.

"As long as we can give our family an inheritance, we will treat you well in the future."

The middle-aged woman had a little disgust and disdain on her face, "An unclean woman like you, it's good that our family can accept you."

Everyone was stunned, watching the blood under the iron table spread on the floor, listening in fear to the miserable cries for help above, no one cared about the above, and the woman's husband lowered his head and trembled in pain.

Maybe they will be the next to die.

This fear reached its peak in the evening.