Beads of sweat rolled down my forehead, and the pain made me almost faint. I panted like a cow, and my body trembled faintly, but I told myself with strong perseverance: I can't faint! Can't be dizzy! I must not faint now! !
Finally, I saw a bullet in the muscle! I gently picked out the bullet with the tip of the knife. At this time, I was exhausted, the sweat on my body was like slurry, and my whole body seemed to be fished out of the water! Blood was flowing, bloodstains were all over the table and the floor, my breathing was short and intense, and my hands were a little soft.
Finally, I sighed, tore open a sanitary napkin, took a piece, lightly dipped some disinfectant alcohol in the medicine, and wiped the wound carefully.
During this process, I couldn't help but hum out in pain, the muscles on my face almost twisted! I know my expression at this moment must be extremely hideous! Because I saw my shadow on the glass in the living room!
I really didn't sew up the wound right away, so I sat down to catch my breath for a while.
The whole process took me half an hour! The severe pain and blood loss made me dizzy, so I bit my tongue hard a few times.
At this time, I suddenly felt that the mixed-race beauty lying next to me seemed to be shaking slightly. I glanced at her and found that she had already woken up, but she just closed her eyes and dared not look at me, her eyes were tightly closed, and she was holding her clothes with both hands, obviously very scared.
I patted her, gritted my teeth and said, "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."
"I..." the mixed-race beauty said in a trembling voice, "I'm dizzy with blood... I'm scared when I see blood."
I smiled bitterly: "Do you have any needles and threads at home?"
"Don't hurt me... Please don't hurt me..." She panicked: "I promise I won't tell anyone, I promise I won't call the police... I won't tell... Please go... Please gone."
I took a breath, forced a smile, and decided to stabilize her first.
"Okay, I can go, I'll go after I finish the wound, okay?"
"real?"
"real."
She jumped up from the sofa at once, and said quickly: "I'll get the needle and thread!" She still covered her eyes with one hand, not daring to look at me, probably because she was afraid of seeing blood.
She even bumped against the wall a bit while walking. When she quickly dodged into the room, my heart skipped a beat and I jumped up immediately!
Sure enough, as soon as the woman entered the room, she slammed the door shut! I pulled hard, and she slammed the door shut from the inside!
I sneered, took two steps back, exhaled and shouted, raised my leg and kicked up!
boom!
The door was kicked open by me! The lock burst, and I saw the woman sitting on the bed, holding the phone in her hand!
When she saw me rushing in, her face was full of despair and terror, and she kept yelling, "I didn't call the police! I didn't call the police!"
I snatched her phone in the past, and then I unplugged the phone line in a cruel way, threw the microphone on the ground with all my strength, and cracked it with my foot!
I grabbed the woman's clothes with my right hand and lifted her up from the bed, with a gloomy face, I said angrily: "Listen up, I don't want to hurt you, but if you don't cooperate, I'm afraid I don't have much patience! If you'll help me, I'll leave quickly and give you a lot of money... understand?"
"I didn't call the police, I really didn't call the police..." She was already crying: "I just called... my sister and told her not to come back."
I was stunned: "You... your sister?"
She shrank back on the bed in fright, and said in a trembling voice: "I live with my sister...she...she goes to...school...school."
I didn't speak, but she seemed to be afraid that I would not believe what she said, and immediately took out a photo from the bedside and handed it to me.
This is a color photo. It shows two girls, one big and one small, hugging each other. The big one is naturally this mixed-race beauty, while the young one looks like she is only in her early teens, but she also has bright eyes and white teeth. A bright smile on his face.
From the appearance point of view, the two are seven or eight points similar.
I breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the crying woman, I hesitated for a moment, and whispered: "Yes... I'm sorry."
I pulled her up with my hands, she dodged a bit, but she didn't dare to disobey me too much, and finally stood up.
"I'm sorry." I said sternly, "I really don't want to hurt you, but please help me. I will leave soon."
Then I paused, and said again: "You are a smart girl, you should have seen that I am in some trouble, I have provoked some people, and those people are looking for me outside... They are not the police, they kill people without blinking an eye Even if you call the police now, once they know that I came from you, you will be in trouble... understand?"
She nodded vigorously, but it was obvious that she didn't fully listen to what I said.
I dragged her to the living room outside, then took out my bag, took out all the ten thousand dollars in one breath, and put them on the table.
"Here is 10,000 dollars, all for you! How about treating it as a reward for helping me?" I looked at her: "As long as you are willing to help me, I guarantee you will be fine! I will also guarantee your safety. Wait until I leave After that, everything will be as if nothing happened... Do you understand?"
I coaxed and lied, and with the 10,000 dollars on the table, the half-race beauty finally gradually calmed down...
"You... promise to leave soon?" She glanced at me and said with some fear.
"Well, I promise." But I thought to myself: as long as I find a way to escape.
"Okay." The mixed-race beauty suddenly wiped away her tears, and a resolute look flashed in her eyes: "You... I don't want your money... just please don't hurt me... I..." Her eyes were full of pleading: "I still have to take care of my sister, so please don't kill me, don't hurt me, okay? I..." She continued to beg: "I will do whatever you want me to do... If you want me to accompany you... I It's okay too... just please..."
"Okay, first help me find a needle and thread." I frowned, and I moved a few times just now, but it hurt me to death.
This time she was more obedient, and she quickly turned out the needle and thread, and then looked at the blood on the table, and seemed to faint, so she turned around quickly, not daring to look at me.
I smiled, picked up my clothes and wiped the blood on the table, then threw the bloody clothes under the table.
No matter how panicked the girl was, I temporarily focused on my arms.
I held the needle, burned it with fire, threaded the thread, and then gently sewed up the wound... Unfortunately, my wound was a bit outside, and I held the needle to sew, and the angle was a bit reluctant.
I tried a few times and grinned in pain.
At this moment, the mixed-race beauty beside me suddenly turned around. She looked at me, although her eyes were terrified, but she boldly said softly, "I... let me try it for you."
I breathed a sigh of relief and immediately handed her the needle.
She was terrified, and her hands trembled a little, especially when I saw the sharp needle go through my flesh, I clearly felt that she was going to faint. I talked softly to her, trying to distract her.
"You... Huh..." I took a deep breath in pain, and then forced a smile: "You live with your sister?"
"… Um."
"What about her? Went to school?"
"… Um."
"how old is she?"
"… eleven."
"Where are your parents?"
"..." She looked up at me and said in a low voice, "It's gone."
I sighed, the needle pierced my flesh again and again, I broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, then forced a smile to her: "Yes... I'm sorry."
"... Does it... hurt?" Suddenly, she asked me in a strange tone.
"Huh?" I glanced at her: "Fortunately, I can bear it."
"You... You don't look like a bad person, so please let me go?" She seemed about to cry again: "My sister only has me as a relative, and if I die, she won't be able to live."
"Don't worry, I won't touch you." I sighed, "I'm not a bad person, don't worry."
She lowered her head silently and bit the end of the thread. I took a look at the wound, it was tightly stitched, obviously this mixed-race beauty is good at needlework.
"Very well, the stitching is good, your sewing is very beautiful." I smiled.
"Well, I can sew clothes." She glanced at me and immediately panicked: "No, no... I'm not kidding about your wounds... I..."
I smiled gently: "Don't be nervous, I'm not that vicious."
I picked up a sanitary napkin to cover the wound, she froze for a moment, it was probably the first time I saw someone use this kind of thing to bandage the wound, obviously, she seemed to be smiling, but in this case, it was really hard to laugh come out. I handed her the strip of cloth: "Wrap it for me."
She took it, and didn't do it immediately, but ran to the kitchen to wash it with water, and then came to help me wrap it up.
After the wound was done, I felt a lot more relaxed. Seeing her sitting next to me, looking a little helpless, I felt a lot of apologies.
At least, this girl is innocent, it was me who frightened her so much.
"Do you have cigarettes at home?"
"... yes." She hesitated for a moment, then suddenly bent down and took out a pack of cigarettes from under the sofa.
I was a little surprised: "Why hide the cigarettes here?"
There was a trace of sadness in the eyes of the mixed-race beauty, and she whispered: "I'm afraid my sister will see it. In the place where I work, many people smoke, so I learned to smoke too... But I don't want my sister to see it, I'm afraid she will learn to be bad." " She said quietly: "My sister is still young, she thinks that people who smoke are bad women."