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Young Master Hao's screams were frightening.

Fangfang, who was running, couldn't help but look back, her little face full of fear.

"idiot!"

She cursed in a low voice, turned around and continued to run for her life.

But a hand suddenly stretched out from the grass and grabbed her ankle.

"Daughter, where are you going?"

The cold and hoarse voice sounded like it was coming from hell.

Fangfang's body suddenly froze.

"ah--"

Young Master Hao's screams stopped abruptly.

The smell of blood was carried far away by the night wind.

No one wants to imagine what happened in the dilapidated house.

Not long after.

Westbrook walked out.

The bloody head was covered with a layer of skin that was not the right size.

"wrong."

Westbrook stood blankly for a while, twisting his neck uncomfortably and becoming more and more irritated. He raised his hands and tore hard at his face.

"Where's my face?"

The tattered skin fell softly into the mud.

Westbrook stepped on it, as if he had forgotten what happened, and continued to search for his face while mumbling.

"Where's my face?"

Before his figure had gone far, there was sudden movement in the broken house.

Young Master Hao got up unsteadily.

The head was bald and bloody, and the floral sweatshirt was soaked with blood.

"Where's my face?"

He slowly walked outside like Westbrook, looking around for his face.

Is this thing still contagious?

I frowned deeply, wondering if I should find another tree to climb up.

"Where's my face?"

"Where's my face?"

The two young masters' voices sounded like they were demanding their lives, suddenly approaching and then far away.

"ah!"

From somewhere in the village, another scream sounded.

It was Qiao Shan's voice.

She was found.

"Help."

The cry for help was only half a cry.

Most of them are bad and bad.

I mourned for her in my heart.

Without hesitation, he turned around and looked around, finding a big tree suitable for hiding.

I moved quietly in the dark, carefully walking towards the big tree.

"It's you!"

As soon as they arrived under the tree, a faint voice sounded from behind.

"Give me my face back!"

Westbrook's voice was particularly angry and violent, as if he and I had a sworn hatred.

I grabbed a piece of mud on the ground and quickly smeared it on my face.

"You have found the wrong person, and I have no shame!"

Westbrook tilted his bloody head and stared at me blankly with his lightless pupils.

"Where's my face?"

I followed his example, stretched out my hand forward, chanted, and walked away.

Westbrook's cold eyes kept staring at my back.

"wrong!"

he suddenly shouted.

I immediately ran away without looking back.

"That's you!"

"Give me your face!"

Westbrook hurriedly caught up.

"Give me your face!"

This movement attracted Young Master Hao on the other side, and he shouted and joined the chasing team.

These two shameless guys run extremely fast.

Moreover, one on the left and one behind are in a joint attack.

After running for a while, I realized that these two guys were driving me towards the end of the village.

Under the dim yellow lantern, the open door of the old house looks like an open mouth.

Braving the cold, eating people without spitting out their bones.

That old house that exuded the smell of decay gave me a scarier feeling than any monster tonight.

In front of the old house, I gritted my teeth and stopped, holding the long knife across my chest, and turned around to face the two shameless young masters.

The two men with ferocious expressions rushed in front of me.

The skin on the fingertips suddenly broke open, and the sharp flesh grew out, as hard as the tip of a knife.

I'm afraid that if I get scratched, my skin and flesh will be torn apart.

I waved my long knife to resist.

Li Xiaohei jumped off my shoulder and joined the battle.

As expected, these two people would not die. No matter how many times I slashed them, they never fell down. Instead, they became irritated and became more and more irritable.

What's even worse is that three figures appeared not far away.

Between two women, one tall and one short, there was a man with a deflated head.

My heart sank.

boss.

Fangfang and Qiao Shan buried their heads and drove the shapeless boss to the old house with stiff steps.

My scalp was numb.

One hand wielded a knife to deal with the two shameless young masters, and the other hand prepared a palm thunder.

The boss looked at me insidiously, with a sneer on his lips.

These monsters are pressing closer and closer.

Li Xiaohei and I kept retreating.

When I was about to retreat under the lantern.

finally.

boom--

Dazzling electric light flashed.

A deafening thunder exploded.

The two young masters fell down with their heads blackened.

The battered boss, Fangfang and Qiaoshan who were driving her also fell.

I stared at this scene blankly.

Crunch.

Crunch——

The lanterns hanging under the eaves rotate slowly in the wind.

I suddenly felt so cold.

He raised his head with something in mind.

On the lantern, a strange face slowly appeared.

Eyes closed.

The mouth slowly opened.

The hair all over my body exploded and I ran away.

"ah--"

A piercing scream sounded, as sharp as a knife, breaking open my skull and getting into my brain.

The shock made my head feel dizzy and my steps were unsteady.

"Ahhhh——"

"Ahhhh——"

The screams tore at my scalp and gnawed at my nerves.

The scream didn't seem to come from outside, but from a bomb buried in my body, trying to smash me to pieces.

Nosebleeds trickled down.

My consciousness was gradually drowned in screaming.

The moment he fell, there seemed to be a string of copper bells ringing.

dark.

Cold.

Moisture.

Bloody and bloody.

It was as if I had fallen into a sea of ​​flesh and blood.

Even his breath smelled like blood.

Eyelids are heavy.

I used all my strength and struggled desperately.

The body finally has some feeling.

The eyes opened a slit.

The scattered consciousness slowly gathered.

The first thing you see is the dimly lit ground.

The ground is dry.

But there is a strong smell of blood in the air.

I raised my groggy head with difficulty, and quickly looked around with my eyes.

This is a room.

Very old house.

The doors and windows were closed, keeping out the wind.

But it was colder inside than outside.

A branch was nailed to the wall, and a dim lantern hung on it.

On the other side of the room, there is a very large table.

Various tools are neatly placed on it, and it looks like a workbench.

And I was tied to a chair with a leather rope.

The room was quiet, but I wasn't the only one.

There are two chairs beside him, namely Fangfang and Qiao Shan.

They are treated the same as me, are they also alive?

I moved my bound body, and the pain came clearly.

This proves that I am still alive.

If you don't want to kill us, are you going to...

I looked at the dazzling array of tools on the workbench and couldn't help but shudder.

All my belongings were taken away and thrown aside.

Where is Li Xiaohei?

Turn around and look around.

I finally saw a small figure on the beam.

The little guy was also looking at me with concern.

The little guy was very happy to see me awake and immediately jumped down from the rafter.

First he rubbed my legs affectionately, then bared his teeth and looked anxiously at the leather rope that bound me.

He opened his mouth several times and came closer, but then shrank back in fear.

I was stunned for a moment and realized.

He didn't dare bite the leather rope, which seemed to cause harm to it.

Otherwise, he would have released me long ago.

Squeak——

But at this time, the door of the house was pushed open from the outside.

"Xiao Hei, hide first."