Looking at my blood, Zhang Haixing quickly picked up the gun that Fatty was holding on to one side, and began to load the bullets. The last one set off a cold fireworks, and threw it in the direction of the blood.
I was lying on the ground with my hands and feet tied so tightly that I couldn't break free. Only by raising my head hard could I see a little light and her general movements. But she didn't step on me anymore, so I could roll over, so I rolled over immediately and bent my legs to get my blood down my pants.
Seeing me like this, she immediately came over and kicked me hard in the stomach. My lungs cramped when I ate.
"Be honest, I have to cut you a hole if you don't have enough blood. You can use your blood sparingly, and you will feel better in the end."
"Fuck me, is Lao Tzu the kind of person who will let you be at your mercy?"
I got out a dozen meters after a few moments. Zhang Haixing obviously didn't realize that I would be so disobedient, so she scolded and chased after me while looking at the blood.
As I rolled, I yelled: "Fat, fat, the old woman is going to attack me!" I continued to roll.
Rolling this kind of thing, everyone who has rolled knows that if they have not trained, then the world will be spinning after the rolling. So you can't stop when you roll. When you stop, you can't even tell the direction, and you may even vomit.
I rolled to the end almost gritted my teeth, thinking that every second was a second to make this bitch uncomfortable.
I'm still too tender, why did I trust her? Is it really because when I see someone with long fingers, I feel more trusting?
It's a pity that this sense of trust has been disintegrated in an instant. When I see people with long fingers in the future, I will even be on guard immediately - if there is a future.
I rolled all the way to the edge of the cave, I had nowhere to roll anymore, I tried my best to lean against the cave wall and watch Zhang Haixing come towards me.
I rolled all the way, and the blood flowed all the way. Although not much, it immediately started to spread in those fine lines.
"You really have a much wilder personality than the one in the report, and you are definitely not someone who is easy to control." Zhang Haixing walked up to me, holding the gun barrel in his hand, grabbing it upside down, looking like he was going to beat me up.
I cling to the wall of the cave, my heart says enough, I have had enough, I will never be a good man again, I will never trust people again, if I can pass this level, I will encounter people who deceive me in the future. I will definitely not let him go, even if I chase it to the ends of the earth, I will kill everyone who messes with me.
Thinking of me closing my eyes and waiting for her to attack me, I feel like I'm sure I won't be aware of it at most two times.
Hatred rarely arises in my heart, and most likely is anger. This kind of anger is often because of my incompetence and innocence, and I often regard this anger as hatred. But now I found out that it wasn't, at this moment, I really felt what hatred was.
If being tricked by others is a form of practice, I feel that at this moment I really have had enough. I'm going to stop.
However, instead of the sharp pain and bleeding in my nose from the butt that I expected, all I could hear was the squeak of cold fireworks in the distance. I waited for a while, but didn't move, I simply shouted: "Come on, you won't kill me this time, you will regret it."
After shouting a few times, but there was still no attack, I opened my eyes and saw Zhang Haixing looking at me with a pale face. Her face was extremely pale, and her hands were shaking. Not only did she not come to attack me, but slowly back.
I saw her hand kept trying to raise her hand, she should have wanted to raise the gun, but she couldn't raise it at all.
Huh? Did the arrogance of my masculinity make her surrender? Scared her?
Impossible, I was just a silky chicken tied up and bleeding, and my state was just venting my anger, and there was no threat to her at all.
She continued to step back, and I looked at her and immediately noticed something was wrong. She wasn't looking at me, she was looking behind me.
I immediately turned around and saw an amazing sight. My feet were still bleeding, and a lot of blood spread around my feet and spread to the wall behind me, where a huge outline was drawn by blood.
It was a huge thing. It was as tall as three people, with a huge head, and it held countless hands. I really couldn't count how many hands there were. It was like a thousand-handed Guanyin on the wall behind me.
Its head is even at the top of the cave, looking down at us.