Nightmare Attack

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After hearing Jiao Tailang's voice, Weng Qing's hand on the knife loosened, and the big knife fell to the ground with a dull sound.

The ferocious face slowly returned to normal. After killing Li Maoshen, this woman finally made a break with her former self.

Turning around and looking at this young face, the emotion in Weng Qing's eyes almost overflowed. After a while, the red lips that seemed to be painted with blood trembled, "Thank you, Taro."

In fact, her original plan was to let Taro hide in the bedroom, but she didn't expect that this fool would use herself as bait to seduce Li Maoshen.

This was something Weng Qing didn't expect.

Compared with Li Maoshen's sweet-talking mouth, the man in front of him looked silly and cute.

He promised to seek justice for himself and let Li Maoshen atone for what he had done, and he really did it.

"Sister Qing..." Jiao Tailang leaned against the wall, "The people who hurt you have paid the price, and you have to move on from the past."

"Don't torture yourself anymore." Jiao Tailang looked at Weng Qing and said in a pleading tone: "Sister Qing is the best person." He paused unnaturally, and then showed a bright smile: "You're bound to meet better people."

The last sentence made Weng Qing's eyes change slightly.

In an instant, she appeared in front of Jiao Tailang. At this moment, Jiao Tailang was leaning against the wall and his body was slightly leaning forward unnaturally.

He put one hand on his abdomen, and although his expression was smiling, his shoulders could not suppress the trembling, and the corners of his mouth were straightened.

"Tick tock."

Weng Qing watched helplessly as a drop of bright red blood flowed out from Jiao Tailang's fingers, and then dropped to the ground, like a sword piercing his eye.

Soon, the blood formed a stream.

Pulling Jiao Tailang's hand away, Weng Qing saw a shocking scene. A huge wound almost penetrated Jiao Tailang's body.

It was when he hugged Li Maoshen.

Weng Qing's eyes immediately turned red, "Taro." Weng Qing used both hands to cover Jiao Tailang's wound, but the bright red gushed out as if it was for free, and she couldn't stop it.

Life passes by like sand between fingers.

But the most helpless thing is that you know this but can't change it.

Jiao Tailang was originally relatively pale, but the massive blood loss made his face paler. He leaned against the wall and slowly slid to the ground.

The bright red stained the feet, and even felt a little slippery when stepped on.

Weng Qing is at a loss. She is just a ghost, but not a god. She can do many things and has power that ordinary people cannot reach, but now she can't do anything.

She gritted her teeth and tried to move Jiao Tailang's body to make him more comfortable, but her outstretched hand was grabbed by Jiao Tailang.

The latter shook his head weakly, indicating that she didn't need to, "Ahem..." Blood foam overflowed from the corner of his mouth. He leaned his head against the wall, but his eyes were still warm when looking at Weng Qing.

"Qing...Sister Qing." Jiao Tailang tried his best to put on a nice smile. Weng Qing held his hand, his fingers trembling, "I will become something like that after I die, right? ?”

Weng Qing couldn't help rolling tears, but she still didn't fall, "No, Taro, you will... you will stay forever, I will stay with you."

"But I will become a new ghost story..." Jiao Tailang looked at one side of the wall, and seemed to be able to see Building 3 behind the wall through this wall.

"Sister Qing, it's not easy for them to come this far. I don't want... I don't want to cause trouble to them after I die."

Weng Qing's eyes paused and she immediately understood what this man wanted to do, "Taro..."

"Sister Qing, I know you must have a way, right?" Jiao Tailang interrupted her and smiled, then struggled to get up and hugged Weng Qing into his arms.

"Please kill me before I turn into a monster." He hugged Weng Qing's body tightly, feeling the last softness, "Please."

...

"You...don't come over!" The fat man shouted loudly, looking very powerful.

Wei Jinting looked up and down the fat man's body, and the butterfly blade in his hand was flying up and down, making the fat man unable to see clearly.

He probably now knows how far he is from the man in front of him.

"Get out of the way now." Wei Jinting said slowly, "I may consider not killing you."

The fat man looked back at the door of 808, then swallowed, without moving his body, turned his neck back, and asked in a low voice: "Can we change the conditions?"

"no."

"It's not that I won't let you in, the main reason is..." Fatty's eyes suddenly became concerned, "It's too dangerous inside, I'm mainly worried about your safety."

"Think about it, you are an orphan. If something happens, there won't even be anyone to collect the body. How embarrassing."

Tilting his neck, Wei Jinting stared at the fat man, as if he was choosing where to cut his flesh.

"I changed my mind." Wei Jinting said nonchalantly: "Hao Shuai will die anyway, so I'll stay outside and play with you, okay?"

I heard that the fat man's legs were soft and almost cried, "Don't, don't, I'm not fun at all."

Grinning, Wei Jinting wiped the last bit of blood on the blade on his sleeve, zhaoshyan.com and then took a step towards the fat man, "Whether it is fun or not, you have to wait until you play it before you can make a conclusion."

He walked very slowly, but his momentum overwhelmed the fat man.

It was obvious that the fat man turned around and wanted to run away, but behind him was the door of Room 808. If this lunatic was allowed in, the doctor would probably die.

With determination, Fatty decided to fight Wei Jinting.

At least physically, he still had a big advantage.

"It's a man, let's challenge him to a duel." The fat man shouted loudly, with great momentum. He could block a large amount of light just by standing there.

"Don't use knives, let's solve the problem the way men do." The fat man said, showing his fist that was larger than a sandbag, waving it and saying, "Let you have a taste of my power."

did not expect......

Wei Jinting smiled, threw away the butterfly blade in his hand, and nodded, "Okay."

After speaking, he pointed to his broken arm, "I'll give you another arm, and my right leg is also broken. You want to..." He moved his neck, "Hold it. Chance."

"Fuck!" The fat man looked behind Wei Jinting and his body shook involuntarily.

Wei Jinting immediately turned back, but except for the motionless woman lying face down in the corner, the corridor was empty.

A strong wind blew from behind his head. The fat man looked clumsy due to his large physique, but only when he started to move did he realize that his nimble movements were completely out of proportion to his physique.

Just when the fat man was surprised to find that his fist was about to hit the opponent, Wei Jinting tilted his head slightly, dodged, and then turned around and hit the fat man's neck with his palm.

With a "pop" sound, the fat man fell to the ground.

The huge body twitched twice, and finally became motionless like the woman not far away.

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