"Ah!" He squeezed the little witch's neck with his left hand, veins popped out on his face, and he shouted angrily and unwillingly.
At this moment, she really wanted to cut the little witch's neck with a knife.
However, the next moment, she put down her hand dejectedly and dragged her body tremblingly towards the door.
While walking, he said: "If you are not the woman of the God of Death, my left hand will definitely kill you without mercy!"
grim Reaper? Liu Mang
The little witch's eyes instantly burst into tears.
Suddenly, she stared closely at her leaving left hand and asked in a hissing voice, "What does your right hand have to do with you?"
The little witch's words caused Left Hand to pause slightly.
"My name is Zuo Zuo, and your right hand is my sister." Zuo Zuo whispered. There was a deep pain in the depths of his eyes.
She is a cold-blooded killer walking in the dark night, but facing the death of her right hand, she can no longer maintain the indifference belonging to a killer.
younger sister
These two words stung the little witch's heart again.
At this moment, she finally understood. She finally understood that her left hand was so crazily strangled with the blood shadow just now.
She understood better why her left hand wanted to kill her just now!
It turns out that the right hand is actually the sister of the left hand.
"I'm sorry!" The little witch raised her head slightly and looked at the back of her left hand.
"She...she just went to see the God of Death!" Zuo Zuo smiled sadly and staggered away.
It was obviously the little witch's stupidity that killed her right hand, but she couldn't do anything to the little witch. Because the little witch is Death's woman.
If the little witch was not Death's woman, she would definitely slit the little witch's throat with a knife.
Looking at the last trace of her left hand, the little witch sat on the ground slumped.
She stared at the blood-red room, her mind filled with images of her right hand being sprayed with blood and blood.
She would probably never forget that scene.
"Ayou, Ayou..." The little witch kept murmuring these two words.
Gradually, the little witch's eyes became particularly cold and frightening.
The next moment, she stood up with difficulty and prepared to walk out of the room.
But at this moment, her expression became extremely unnatural, and she felt hot and uneasy all over.
She knew that the medicine sprayed by Xueying was working again.
Just now, the medicine had already taken effect, but it was suppressed by her. In addition, because of the death of her right hand, she was greatly stimulated, but the medicine did not make her lose her mind. But at this moment, after she calmed down slightly, the drug's power invaded her again, and she could no longer suppress it.
"Xueying, just wait for me, my little witch will definitely kill you!" The little witch gritted her teeth with a look of ferocity on her face. The next moment, she was seen grabbing a piece of glass from the corner and scratching her arm. Blood flowed out instantly.
As the blood flowed out, she felt the heat in her body slowly subside.
And she dragged her tired body step by step out of the bloody room.
As soon as he walked out of the room, dozens of police officers appeared in front of him. The leading police officer looked at the little witch warily and said coldly: "What's going on?"
"Can I make a phone call first!" The little witch looked straight at the leading police officer. Check.
"What phone call?" the leading police officer asked in a solemn voice.
"Call Chen Jiao from the Jingchen family." The little witch said coldly.
"Going to the Chen family in Beijing?" the leader of the police said. Cha's expression changed and he asked cautiously: "What is your relationship with the Chen family in Shangjing?"
"Chen Jiao and I are sisters!" the little witch said coldly.
sisters
The expression of the leading police officer changed again, and then he took out his cell phone and handed it to the little witch.
After taking the phone, the little witch dialed Chen Jiao's number.
... ...
Half an hour later, the little witch came to the patrol station. She sat quietly in the patrol station, saying nothing.
Her eyes were fixed on the clock hanging on the wall.
Every time that passed, her heart became more painful.
She had asked people from the patrol bureau to organize people to salvage the body of her left hand half an hour ago, but so far there has been no result.
She knew clearly that her right hand might not survive, but she still had a chance of luck in her heart.
Half an hour... one hour... two hours...
After waiting for three hours, a patrolman rushed into her office with sweat on his head.
"Director Chen, how are you? Have you found the person?" Seeing the person coming, the little witch asked nervously.
"Miss Li, we searched as hard as we could, but found no one. The only one we found was this..." The man called Director Chen by the little witch shook his head and said in a difficult voice. As he said that, he took out an eight-inch short knife. The word 'right' is engraved on the blade.
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The little witch took the knife and held it firmly in her hand. Then he slowly walked out of the patrol station.
"Miss Li, where are you going? Miss Chen Jiao will be here soon." Director Chen asked quickly when he saw the little witch walking out.
Just now, Chen Jiao had called him and asked him to take good care of the little witch. That's why he was so nervous when he saw the little witch walking out.
"Don't worry about me, I just want to go out for a walk!" The little witch said softly, not knowing how to do anything.
Comrade Chen did not see the little witch's face. If he had seen it, he would have noticed a hint of madness in the little witch's eyes.
Just going for a walk
Director Chen felt relieved.
After leaving the patrol station, the little witch did not just walk around as she said, but directly left the county in a black car.
It was not until an hour after the little witch left that Chen Jiao finally arrived.
"Director Chen, where is the little witch?" Chen Jiao asked immediately when she arrived at the patrol station.
"Miss Li said she was going out for a walk. I think she should be back soon." Comrade Chen said in a low voice.
"Send someone to look for him quickly, I want to see him now!" Chen Jiao was a little angry and shouted directly.
However, as soon as she finished speaking, her phone vibrated.
She took out her phone and looked at it, and saw a message: "Sister Jiao, there's no need to look for me, I've already left."
gone
Chen Jiao was slightly stunned when she saw the text message. The next moment, her expression changed drastically, and she shouted to Director Chen: "Quickly, find someone for me quickly. Quickly!"
Chen Jiao's words shocked the entire Maple City.
However, even though they overturned the entire county, they could not find any trace of the little witch.
"Xue'er, where have you been?"
Chen Jiao squatted slumped on a street, her tears finally flowing down uncontrollably.
However, at this moment, her cell phone rang again.
Two text messages appeared on the phone again.
"Liu Mang has passed away, and his right hand died because of me. I am suffering every minute. I want to go out for a walk..."
"Sister Jiao, after I leave, I will ask you to take care of Liu Mang's father. Don't think about it!"
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Chen Jiao stared at the phone, feeling severe pain in her heart.
The little witch suffered a lot, so why didn't she suffer because of Liu Mang's death
Chen Jiao grabbed her cell phone tightly, quickly returned to the patrol station, and then traced the source of the information.
Soon, she found the source of the mobile phone's information signal.
She thought she could find the little witch with this signal, but she was wrong. She only found a mobile phone. And those pieces of information are all published on a scheduled basis.
"Xue'er, where have you been?" Looking at the cell phone she found, Chen Jiao looked around and suddenly felt at a loss.
... ...
"Little witch, little witch, no, little witch..."
On a vast sea, a broken boat floated with the waves. Liu Mang and the other six people lay quietly on the speedboat, as if they were dead. Suddenly, Liu Mang seemed to have dreamed of something and shouted in horror.
While shouting, Liu Mang suddenly opened his eyes and realized that his body was wet with cold sweat.
"I... How could I dream that the little witch was dripping with blood? How could I have such a dream?" Liu Mang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said in shock.
"Maybe I miss the little witch too much?" Liu Mang took a deep breath and smiled softly.
"Huh? Now... what time is it now?" Suddenly, a burst of dazzling sunlight made Liu Mang squint his eyes.
"Is it another night?" The dazzling sunlight made the man shout in disbelief.
Immediately, Liu Mang looked at Dr. Yang and the others around him.
Dr. Yang and others, whose lips were as dry as tree bark, lay motionless on the speedboat. So, he shook everyone in turn and shouted: "Dr. Yang, Demon Lord, Ghost, wake up quickly."
"Death... God of Death, we... we are not dead yet?" After Liu Mang tried his best to shake them, the five of them finally woke up faintly.
"Ahem, cough, cough, I... Old Man Yang is not dead yet!" Dr. Yang coughed violently, with a look of disbelief on his face.
There seemed to be a hint of surprise in the voices of Mo Jue, Dr. Yang and others, but soon, all the surprise disappeared: "Death, you shouldn't have woken us up."