Chapter 148 There is a third person in the darkness, look back
"Despair, repent, be afraid, and then die in the howl... What a good line, well, it's mine Got it." Behind the scrap pile, a joking whisper muttered to himself.
The cold lenses peered through the darkness, quietly watching the fierce fight between the man and the woman on the open-air attic, like a heartbroken husband hiding in the night, silently filming his wife and her lover having a wild fight. picture.
Pa bang bang, pongpongpong.
The dull sound of flesh colliding is occasionally interspersed with the man's heavy breathing and the woman's sharp scream. These sounds merge into the most primitive and shocking symphony.
"Death, die, die!" Feng Yuhuai twisted his waist, his hair danced wildly, and he whipped his arms, making a sound like a poisonous snake spitting a message.
"Hahahaha, pay attention to your image, don't be too ugly if you are blind." Chang Qingsen stepped back from left to right, waving the dagger in his hand wildly, laughing sickly, trying to anger Feng Yuhuai even more.
He twisted his left foot and turned around to avoid the "snake hand" that was volleyed towards him. Then, his calf suddenly shook and he stepped on the ground hard. His waist was bent like a spring, and he moved in an extreme way. In a strange way, he circled diagonally behind Feng Yuhuai.
The dagger in the hand rotates, accompanied by a sharp slant. This is an advanced skill in fighting daggers - Poison Dragon Diamond.
Feng Yuhuai's remaining eye cast a vicious sidelong glance behind her. She quickly activated her snake-transforming energy and moved half a step as if she were boneless.
At the same time, the instep of her feet was like a taut bow string, instantly straightening, and power surged out from her legs, turning into a fierce force and kicking violently behind her.
The air exploded with a dull sound under this blow.
Chang Qingsen’s scalp was numb and his shoulders were sinking, but his body did not retreat but moved forward, taking damage forward. At the same time, his wrist changed direction and the dagger stabbed straight into Feng Yuhuai’s jacket pocket.
Chang Qingsen's shoulders trembled, and he flew backwards, knocking down the scrap pile behind him, causing stones to scatter and dust to fly.
While in mid-air, Chang Qingsen felt that his intestines were shaking in his waist and abdomen, almost falling out of his clothes.
He pushed his palms to the ground suddenly, rolled continuously to relieve his strength, and got up quickly and awkwardly.
His hand yanked hard and tore off the blood-soaked tattered cloth on his shoulder, revealing a bloody shoulder bone underneath.
The severe pain of digging out flesh and bones made his temples beat more violently, as if they were going to explode with every beat of his pulse.
"The left shoulder is half disabled."
Chang Qingsen's eyes were solemn. As soon as they fought, he could feel the gap between himself and Feng Yuhuai in strength and speed. Fortunately, the opponent was just blind. Only eyes.
One eye means that the blind spot of the opponent's sight will become larger, and the judgment of distance will be inaccurate. Most importantly, the opponent has an obvious Achilles' heel.
Chang Qingsen said provocatively: "One eye's field of vision is very asymmetrical."
Feng Yuhuai's chest suddenly burst into blood mist, and a shocking knife wound slowly emerged. The fat flesh flaps were trembling.
The pocket of her coat had a slit, and a rag doll was half hanging on the side of the pocket.
Feng Yuhuai squeezed the rag doll tightly, and a cut was cruelly cut open in its chest. The bright red cotton thread inside was exposed, as if it were the flesh and blood spilled from the wound.
"Despicable!" Feng Yuhuai's gums were almost broken. If eyes could eat people, Chang Qingsen would have been devoured right now, not even the bones and dregs were left.
Chang Qingsen grinned and showed his teeth: "Thank you for the compliment."
Feng Yuhuai took two deep breaths, suddenly suppressed the violent rise and fall of his chest, and said coldly: "Your strength will never be as good as the mock test. At the bottom, you're hiding your strength." Chang Qingsen didn't agree with this and just responded lightly: "I'm like this. How can the trivial reservations be compared with the secrets hidden in you? "
Chang Qingsen's eyes were complicated, showing deep fear and uncontrollable anxiety. Greed, he said fervently and twistedly as if confessing to his lover:
"I really long to cut open your delicate body, put my hands into it, caress it, and feel whether it is warm flesh and blood or cold cotton thread."
Feng Yuhuai reacted angrily. Laughing: "I won't make any mistakes again, don't even think about it Provoke me again."
Feng Yuhuai realized that Chang Qingsen was not the bottom student in [link]. Although the other party was not as good as him in strength and speed, his response was extremely cunning and despicable. Locked in his Achilles heel.
Feng Yuhuai calmed down. She grabbed a thread of the doll and dug it into the flesh with her nails.
Chang Qingsen's pupils shrank, and he saw the thread, as if it was rolling and surging, as if it was alive, and penetrated into the flesh, and then was sutured and tightened in circles.
"Praise the puppet mother!"
Feng Yuhuai's voice was hoarse, and the rag doll in his hand seemed to have fallen apart, and all the strands were integrated into her flesh.
With every breath, the flesh flaps on Feng Yuhuai's chest slowly fit together and restored their smooth outline. In the end, only a subtle red line was left looming on the skin.
Feng Yuhuai’s face trembled, and he endured the excruciating pain caused by the stitches on his skin.
The blood on her face faded away, revealing a spotless appearance again, except for the frightening whiteness in her right eye socket.
Feng Yuhuai's other eyeball rolled 360 degrees. She stared at Chang Qingsen resentfully and made a strange sound from her mouth.
Although she was the only one speaking, two completely different voices seemed to sound in her mouth at the same time. One was her own, full of malice and gloom; the other was that of a strange girl. The sound is pure but strange.
The two voices merged and merged in the air, making the surrounding temperature seem to drop, and it was so cold: "Thank you, you have no idea what conditions I agreed to the puppet mother. ”
In Feng Yuhuai’s eyes, tears and blood were intertwined, like broken bead curtains. Her originally harmonious face seemed to be invisible. It was torn apart by the power, half of it was immersed in tears of grief, and the other half was twisted into a surly smile: "So, it's your turn next."
As if possessed by something dirty, Feng Yuhuai's power suddenly increased. Her black hair moved without wind, and her terrifying aura seemed to turn into a substantial air pressure, covering Chang Qingsen's face.
Chang Qingsen suddenly felt a chill rising from his spine, and the alarm bell in his heart was like a frantically beating drum: "This is Feng Yuhuai's true face, and this form is the real [mask]?!"
< br>Facing Feng Yuhuai before, Chang Qingsen still had the idea of dissecting him, but facing Feng Yuhuai who had eaten his vital point into his flesh at this moment, Chang Qingsen just wanted to escape first.
But he couldn't just turn around and run away. He had to find someone to stand behind him, and at the worst, he had to attract Feng Yuhuai's attention for a moment.
Chang Qingsen quietly stepped back and said calmly: "Feng Yuhuai, aren't you curious why I came to this unfinished building in the middle of the night?"
Before Feng Yuhuai could think about it, Chang Qingsen He quickly gave the answer: "Because, someone invited me here. Yes, besides the two of us, there is a third person hiding in the dark."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chang Qingsen casually threw the phone forward. The phone with the screen lighting up drew an arc in the air, spinning and illuminating the surrounding messy waste piles.
In the flash of light, Chang Qingsen indeed caught a glimpse of a figure standing quietly in the darkness.
(End of this chapter)