Chapter 8 Bloody
"Help!" The voice was not clear, but He Chi was sure he heard it.
Why do people call for help at this time?
The fat landlord used violence?
But it was clearly a man’s voice just now.
He Chi took the phone and pressed 911, but hesitated when dialing.
The landlord's character is not very good. If the request for help just now was just two people having some "little fun" inside, then it is conceivable that the other party may not treat you well after you call the police. face.
While he was hesitating, there was a loud knock on his door.
"He! He! Are you in there? Open the door quickly! Help!"
Anxious shouting came from the door, and He Chi recognized the voice of his neighbor, the Mexican girl. .
He stood up and wanted to open the door, but he paused at the door and asked through the door, "What happened?"
"Help! Mr. Leon seems to have a heart problem, and I can't solve it alone. , please!" the girl cried at the door, still beating her door.
It turned out that the landlord had a heart attack, so He Chi opened the door.
I saw the young girl standing at the door barefoot and wearing only underwear, shivering. "Help me, he is too heavy, I can't move him."
He Chi rushed into the house, and as soon as he opened the door, an unpleasant smell rushed into his nose.
He found clothes and leather shoes scattered on the floor, and the landlord, whose face could not be seen clearly, was lying there naked and motionless on the big bed inside.
He Chi walked over and tried to rescue him, but when he got closer, a strong sense of disobedience arose in his heart.
Isn’t he feeling sick about his heart?
Why aren't your hands on your chest?
The landlord covering his neck with his hands seems familiar. Have I seen it somewhere?
Suddenly a scene flashed through He Chi's mind like lightning!
He has seen this look before. The German who fell down with his throat cut by him in the copy looked like this.
Slit throat? !
He remembered
The smell just now was the smell of blood! !
A surge of electricity rushed from the tailbone to the brain, and the hairs all over his body stood up. He Chi was surrounded by a huge sense of crisis, just like he was facing the fast-exploding grenade in the trench.
The body rushed forward violently!
A hot feeling came from my back!
There was thick liquid flowing down, and it was greasy. This feeling was familiar to him. His back was injured.
Enduring the pain, He Chi turned around and pressed his back against the wall. He saw a strange scene.
The originally voluptuous girl from his neighbor was standing behind him, holding a sharp short blade with bright red blood stains on it.
The girl only had a few strips of cloth on her body, her bare skin was almost transparent under the mottled light in the room, and a few drops of blood were spattered on her white underwear and bare ankles.
It is a kind of eerie beauty and horror.
The panicked expression has disappeared, replaced by eyes like a cat and a mouse. The girl fiddled with the knife in her hand and said in a joking tone
"You actually avoided it? I really let it go. Surprisingly, is there something wrong with my acting? Or is your intuition sharper than that of ordinary people?”
"Why are you attacking me? I'm just a student. I haven't offended anyone." He Chi talked to the wall, cold sweat streaming from his temples, his brain spinning rapidly. The tumor in his head would not kill him now, but the knife Can.
"You are unlucky, you just saw and heard things you shouldn't know. As for..." the woman shrugged, "Forget it, you are going to die anyway, those are not important."
The woman raised her hand, and the sharp blade penetrated from above! The target is He Chi's chest!
Poof! Something was penetrated.
A pillow.
He Chi picked up a pillow from the side to block the sharp blade, and then turned his wrist hard to throw the pillow away. The huge rotation force caused the knife in the woman's hand to fly out.
Boom! There was a muffled sound, and the knife was fixed on the wooden cabinet nearby.
The woman looked at her free hand and looked at He Chi with some surprise. "I'm really surprised. Do you have experience in hand-to-hand combat? Are you a peer?"
He Chi He didn't say anything, just stared at the other person closely. He could tell that the woman opposite was not an ordinary person.
But after all, she no longer had weapons in her hands. Her long-term rock climbing skills and physical fitness were good, and the opponent's slender figure did not look like a powerful one. Maybe she had a chance.
He Chi rushed out and pounced on the woman with the sprinting motion of a college football quarterback. As long as he could get close, he was fully confident that he could suppress the woman.
Facing the menacing He Chi, the woman raised the corners of her mouth slightly, seeming to laugh at a jackal baring its teeth at a lion.
The distance between the two people was only half a meter. He Chi could even see the other person's slender neck right next to his fingers, and he could even reach out and break it.
But He Chi's body froze, and then moved back with huge inertia.
Snap!
With almost no vision of the movement, a whip kick hit He Chi hard in the waist, attacking his kidneys. He bent over in pain and could hardly stand up.
"I seem to be a little underestimated." The woman retracted her white thighs and flexed her toes playfully.
“This time it’s about 700 pounds. In one-on-one situations, I can probably fight better than professional Muay Thai boxers.”
Ahem~
He Chi coughed violently, and the pain made his vision blur. The numbers [357:22:51] in his right eye began to shake violently, and the font became no longer clear.
Just like when I was about to die.
Damn it! What did he do then?
The memories of the past few days rotated in my mind like a revolving lantern, and finally settled on a battlefield filled with smoke.
A silver coin fell into He Chi's palm and slowly dissipated.
The girl wearing only underwear walked over, pulled out her dagger from the pillow, and approached He Chi again while swinging her wrist.
“Okay, just be a helper and stop resisting. I actually didn’t make much from this order. The surrounding area is still the territory of other colleagues. I really don’t want to get into trouble with the police. Please be good and quick. Just die, it won’t hurt, please.”
She said the coldest words in a coquettish tone.
The dagger stabbed He Chi who was bending down, this time aiming at his neck.
Pop! The dagger was carried askew.
The distance between the two of them was only a few inches. He Chi put one hand on the girl's wrist, slapped the knife away under her incredible gaze, and then threw the woman away like a windmill with his body!
The woman was thrown two meters and regained her balance.
"Have universities started to teach this now?" Looking at He Chi who stood up again, the woman could not hide the surprise in her eyes this time.
He Chi did not speak, but stood up silently and made a defensive posture.
【Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu V2】
(End of this chapter)