"Let him go!"

"Cut it."

"Da Da! Fourth! ”

"Cut!"

"Ahh I'm going to kill your whole family! ”

"Is this your son? That's embarrassing, I might have to kill your whole family first..."Gu Huai picked up a sharp knife and stabbed it into the thigh of the person in front of him, and then simply pulled it out and put it against his neck before screaming, "Who are you?" ”

"Fuck you!"

A striking blood mark appeared on his neck: "Come, keep scolding." ”

The man's eyes were already a little bloodshot, his face became more and more hideous, and his burly body was a little scary: "It's me who has lost my eyes... Do you think you'll make it out alive? ”

The sky was the darkest time before dawn, the candle flame in the kitchen was flickering, dragging the shadows for a long time, and the smell of blood and burnt in the air was intertwined, which made people a little suffocated together with the atmosphere of confrontation, and the anger on the man's body rose, and Gu Huai was still that thin and quiet appearance:

"Back off."

The calm voice seemed to overpower the man's roar, without the slightest hesitation and fear, like a boulder in the water, pressing back the man's compelling momentum, Gu Huai's hand was also very steady, even if the man had approached the kitchen door, the sharp knife did not shake in the slightest.

Both of them subconsciously ignored the screams of the tall children and the blood sprays on their legs, and their eyes were always intertwined, both trying to see something in each other's eyes, either fear or... Flinch.

The man was still slowly approaching, Gu Huai grabbed the figure and slowly retreated, and when he got close to the lying leg, Gu Huai pushed the figure forward again, and the man took a step back.

"Are they dead or not?"

"You'll have to see for yourself."

"As long as you're not dead, there's something to talk about!"

"Okay."

"It's far away from Beiping, you can't go back, let him go, I'll save your life!"

"Say it again."

"If you dare to do it, I'll skin you!"

"Oh."

The corridor was very narrow, and the two of them were only a few steps away, and between pulling each other, the child's screams had weakened, and the man was the more anxious party after all, and removed the knife in his hand.

"Let him go, and you can get on board."

"And what about the other person?" The child only showed one eye on the back of his head, and said coldly, "You are four people." ”

"The boss is out, and he will come back soon, and you won't be able to run by then," the anxious man gritted his teeth and tried to pretend to be honest, "You let my son go, don't let my Wang family die, you can still run now." ”

"Who are you?"

"I can't say."

"That is not to be discussed?" Gu Huai's eyes moved to the man's legs, "A word is more important than your son's life?" ”

Probably finally couldn't help it, the man kicked over the chair in the corridor and raised the knife: "If you move him, you can't run away!" It's outside the city, and no one will come to your rescue! ”

"Stand back!"

The man took a step forward: "If the son is gone, he can be reborn, and if his mother-in-law is gone, he can find it again, if you anger Lao Tzu, you will be better off than dead!" ”

"On the contrary, as long as you are honest... There's a lot to talk about! ”

"There is some truth to it," after a moment of silence, Gu Huai's laughter came out, "How do you talk about it?" ”

The atmosphere of confrontation eased a little, and Gu Huai behind the child seemed to really agree with these words, relaxed his vigilance, and retreated.

The man stepped forward, his five fingers moved slightly, sharpening the copper pattern on the hilt, and heating slightly.

"Get out of the way!"

With a roar, the already relaxed atmosphere rose to the top again, the man stepped forward suddenly, the knife in his hand was lifted from the bottom to the top, and the usually honest child seemed to have opened his mind to understand his father's eyes just now, and hammered his head back, avoiding the boning knife while smashing Gu Huai.

The sound of the wind was whistling, the knife was already close, and his son seemed to have broken free, and only then did a trace of joy appear in the man's eyes, and he met Gu Huaigujing's unwavering eyes.

An iron pot flew over, and boiling hot oil, a useful trick Gu Huai never shy about using it a second time... In fact, the child under the knife let go of his hand the first time he moved.

Naturally, there is some unknown powder that flies towards the man - but presumably there must be something like chili pepper in it.

"Ahh

"Fuck you!"

"Daddy, Daddy!"

"I'm going to kill you!"

"Die, die, die..."

The shadow of the lamp shook, the hot oil splashed, all kinds of sounds and knife light mixed together, and the elbows and clothes of the guarded man blocked a lot of hot oil, but after all, he was blinded by the powder, and the pain of the hot oil made him crazy, and the red face and neck The rapid blisters on his skin made him look like a demon, and the speed and strength of the knife were especially three points faster.

When he could open his eyes slightly, what he saw was his son, who had fallen to the ground and died.

One hand was cut off and only the skin was attached, and the boning knife was still stuck in the back of the heart, and there was still some disbelief on his face - why would Dad cut himself?

I couldn't tell whether the knife wound to the chest, abdomen and arm was fatal, or the sharp knife in the back of the heart was fatal, and when the man saw the two corpses in the kitchen clearly, the howl like a terrible beast rang out:

"I'm going to skin you!!"

This sound did not scare Gu Huai in the corner of the kitchen, and the last bargaining chip was gone... What follows is nothing more than a life-or-death situation.

He picked up the oil lamp that was already a little dim, the lamp oil spilled out and poured on his hand, the man on the opposite side raised his knife again and rushed over, his tall body was like a demon god, Gu Huai threw out the oil lamp, but the man in the rage still had some rationality, although he was splashed with kerosene, but he turned his head to avoid the faint flame.

The floor made of bamboo and wood burned, Gu Huai seemed to be forced to a dead end, he couldn't imagine that the man could resist so much - the hot oil and powder stopped him a few blinks, seeing that the knife came very quickly, Gu Huai rolled on the spot in embarrassment, but he was still stabbed in the leg, in terms of pain... The wound should be deep.

He rolled over to the child's corpse, pulled out the sharp knife with all his might, hesitated for a moment, threw it in his left hand, and touched the burning ground with his right hand, stained with lamp oil.

The flames rose up, reflecting Gu Huai's somewhat distorted face, and the face of the man on the other side was even more terrifying, and he roared and slashed over.

"Ahh

"Fuck you!"

Like a lover's embrace, Gu Huai threw himself into the man's arms, the handle of the knife hit Gu Huai's shoulder hard, and his hand was clenched into a fist and hit the man's face.

The flames rose suddenly, and taking advantage of the opportunity when the long knife was not easy to flip, Gu Huai's left hand swung the knife hard, slashing at the side of the man's face.

However, before the knife arrived, he was punched and flew out, the world spun, Gu Huai's eyes darkened, and he felt that his skull had cracked.

He vomited some blood in the air and slammed it into the cabinet, and the sound of "stampede" footsteps sounded, and the man with the flames approached, completely ignoring the pain of the flames.

"Go..."

"Bang!"

The man's body shook, and before the knife was raised, blood flowed down his forehead, and before the word "death" could be spoken, a heavy stone flew over.

It is the stone of the pressure cooker, and it is the stone that Sanniang will use to press the pot every time he makes boiled fish for him.

Of course, this blow could not have smashed the man alive ... But it can make his movements pause.

Gu Huai, who stood up, pounced again with all his strength, knocked down the man, ignored the flames, and plunged the sharp knife into his eye socket.

The sound of "poof" sounded, like biting the eyes of a dead fish, the man straightened his hand, but he couldn't crush Gu Huai's throat after all.

After making up for it several more times, the hand hung down, Gu Huai staggered up and leaned against the cabinet, he didn't even have the strength to extinguish the flames on his clothes, he gritted his teeth, his legs trembled, and his eyes turned black for a while.

"Hah..."

He closed his eyes: "It's good that I didn't throw it crookedly this time..."