"Knock Knock"

Sang Jiaojiao pressed her fast-beating heart, as if she could press back the heart that was about to jump out of her chest.

She resisted the thought of turning back, her steps quickened, and her mind thought as fast as she could. What to do, obviously she has been so careful, why is she still being targeted.

Although the people following behind her were cautious, their steps were light and barely audible, but not long after leaving the grocery store, she noticed the rancid smell in the air, which belonged to the people of the wasteland world.

As the aura behind her approached more and more, Sang Jiaojiao was ruthless in her face, turned around and twisted into a one-person-wide path on the right.

There are a lot of these abandoned trails in the wasteland world, and the intricate and cramped alleys are the best dumping places for all kinds of garbage, and the garbage on the streets that no one has handled is usually dumped into these corners and corners by the law enforcement team, at least to make the streets outside look decent on the surface.

A casual glance reveals exposed bones and carrion, and it is not known whether it is an animal or a special piece of garbage.

Sang Jiaojiao's appearance alarmed the dark creatures that were frantically gnawing and eating, and those crazy rats hid in the corner and refused to leave. A pair of green glowing eyes in a dark and damp corner are very scary to look at.

That sticky gaze stuck on Sang Jiaojiao's body, which made her very uncomfortable.

The hungry rats took her as prey.

Sang Jiaojiao frowned, the rapid walking in a short period of time made the heart in her chest beat more and more violently, and a wave of angina pectoris was transmitted from the nerve to the command center of the brain, giving the body an order to stop.

The body, which is already weaker than ordinary people, has reached its limit.

The people behind didn't seem to expect that the delicate prey he selected would be able to spot him in advance, and he breathed a sigh of relief, but the next second he became even more excited. Directly tore the camouflage and chased after him.

Listening to the sudden sound of heavy footsteps behind her, every step seemed to be stepping on the tip of her heart.

Sang Jiaojiao covered her heart with one hand, and held the cement pile beside her with the other hand, and turned her head in panic. The sorrow and panic between the eyebrows could not be hidden, even if they were ugly.

A tall figure appeared in front of her, like a cat playing with a mouse, and the sound of footsteps landing was deliberately aggravated. The scarlet tongue circled the corners of his lips, and his cloudy eyes were full of distorted excitement.

"Yo yo yo, look what I found... A perceptive little mouse....no, no, no, it's a little white rabbit, how can this filthy creature compare to my cute little prey. The man stared at Sang Jiaojiao and said excitedly.

A silver light flashed, and the rat in the corner suddenly let out a terrible scream. In the blink of an eye, its body was split in half, and its foul-smelling entrails were scattered all over the floor. That's it, it's alive. The intense pain made its two eyes bulge, and the boss stared at the lower limbs that were still twitching not far away. Just a few seconds ago, it was growing on itself.

The man admired his masterpiece with amusement, "It's so funny that fragrant delicate flowers bloom out of the foul mud." As he spoke, the man twitched the tip of his nose and took a deep breath in intoxication.

The man's snake-like eyes stared at Sang Jiaojiao, "It's so good luck this time, the little things are so fragrant....I have to think about what kind of death can match our cute little prey." ”

"Don't worry, as my first prey tonight, I will definitely be gentle, but maybe it will still hurt a little, you can bear with it, you can make you happy to us is your honor."

The man rubbed his palms and approached the little prey step by step, staggering Sang Jiaojiao backwards to the corner of the wall.

The things that had been hiding in the shadows had long since fled to the screams of the gray rats.

Sang Jiaojiao had no way to retreat, trembling her fingers took out a bag of food with body temperature from her arms, and pleaded softly with a crying voice: "Sir, I, I only have three pieces of black bread, all for you, beg... Please spare me. ”

Three pieces of hard black bread were exposed to the air, giving off the smell of food that didn't smell good, but definitely made people in the wasteland covet.

Something that fills your stomach....

It's just that such a precious thing is like a foul piece of dog shit in the eyes of the man, and he cracks his mouth in disgust and laughs: "This kind of thing is only eaten by your livestock here." ”

Perhaps it was Sang Jiao's delicate and fragile body that made the man relax his vigilance, and even made him stop his approaching movements, making vicious intimidating movements, trying to see all kinds of music scores woven from despair and fear on the face of the little prey, which would make his spirit reach unprecedented relaxation.

The negative emotions that had accumulated over the years were disappearing little by little, and when he noticed this, the man thought compassionately: Wait a minute, let the little prey suffer less.

It's so pitiful....Sang Jiaojiao swept the ground and stopped twitching, and her eyes widened and she didn't bat at the mouse. His gaze lingered for a moment on the tip of his white tail.

Yo, this is still a mature mouse, and they had a relationship not long ago.

In the next second, the metal knife in Sang Jiaojiao's hand poked into the man's heart.

Such an easy success, not only surprised the man for a moment, but also Sang Jiaojiao felt incredible. Surprised, the knife in her hand pierced a little deeper, and even twisted her wrist to stir into the flesh.

The knife in her hand was carefully prepared by Sang Jiaojiao, and she had been looking for it for a long time to get it, and she would polish it every day, just in case of today's situation.

There is a lot of unrest here, although the people here are not equipped with weapons, and the metal that can make weapons is not easy to come by, and if the weapons on them are discovered by the rulers, the consequences are unimaginable.

The metal cast by this knife is still Sang Jiaojiao's little by little over the years. She was a little worried about whether the knife that had been poked into the flesh would be damaged. Her strength seemed to be a little too strong just now, and the strength she had accumulated in the few minutes of supporting the wall was exhausted. Now she's still standing here with her breath.

Thinking about it, Sang Jiaojiao's whole body trembled, and the handle of the knife continued to move forward, almost poking the other party through.

With such a fatal wound on the body, the man who was beaten with iron should also be hung. The unthinkable happened.

The man who reacted was not fear but earth-shattering anger, anger at being hurt by ants.

His actions were not frustrated at all, and with a pull of his palm, Sang Jiaojiao was thrown out and fell heavily to the ground, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The man looked down at the handle of the knife that had already submerged in the flesh and blood, and his hand did not save effort, so he pulled it out directly, and then a column of blood splattered out from the wound, and the warm blood splashed on Sang Jiaojiao's cheek, making her raise her head with difficulty.

Sang Jiaojiao's excellent eyesight allowed her to see the other party's wound that was about to be torn, and the light that overflowed from the alley seemed to be able to spread to her face through the other party's wound.

"You... Why... It's okay? Sang Jiaojiao asked sincerely.

She was genuinely confused.