Chapter 1396 Half-dream and half-awake
Tired. tired.
This is Anson's state.
The whole person was hollowed out, nothing was left inside and outside, and Anson felt unprecedented fatigue.
After the busy and tense work all day, Ansen didn't even want to move a finger, so he just wanted to lie in the sofa completely in a daze; forcing himself to cheer up and barely support him As a result, before dinner was over, my eyelids started fighting. I finally had dinner, but there was no idea whether it was bread or apple that was stuffed into my mouth. I almost fell asleep halfway through my chewing.
Dinner ended quickly, and it was impossible to confirm whether it was finished or not.
At this time, I don’t care about the common sense that going to bed immediately after dinner may cause gastroesophageal reflux. Before my head touched the pillow, I lost consciousness and fainted in a drowsy manner.
However, sleep is not stable.
An Sen has been dreaming, the bizarre dreams disrupt reality and the rules, no reason or context, all kinds of strange dreams.
One, one after another, one after another, completely filled, leaving no gap.
I can't remember all those dreams clearly, and even some fragments were not left behind. I only remember the last one, in a dark basement.
The damp, rotten and dirty breath lingers in his nose, reminding him that this should be the basement. He was curled up in a corner, trying his best to stuff his thin body into the shadow stalk and hide it completely.
Although both hands broke free from the tie of the hemp rope, the worn-out wrists were still so hot that they hurt. The numbness of blood without blood circulation for a long time could not cover up the tingling pain, as if an ant was drilled into the blood vessels. Spreading in the muscles.
However, he had no time to pay attention to this.
The whole body is tight and full of vigilance. Following the glimmer of light in the crack of the door at the end of the basement stairs to identify the space and direction, the beating of the heart is almost gone.
After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, I realized that my mouth was full of blood and my throat was even more dry. A swallowing action was no different from swallowing a blade.
I almost exclaimed in surprise, but I swallowed it back because of some movement from the door. My muscles in my body instantly tightened to the extreme.
Bao.
Someone appeared.
The creaking sound of footsteps falling on the stairs fell on his tense nerves like thunder, and his breathing and heart had completely disappeared.
"Well, where is the person?"
The person who came spoke, the next step was to make a sound of the switch and the dim lights fell.
Opportunity.
In the short moment when darkness and light intersect, the night had not yet had time to completely retreat, and the light had not yet had time to fill the entire basement space.
He started.
Jump out of the secret corner and hit the man with his body as a bargaining chip.
However, the ant shakes the tree—
He is only as tall as that person's waist, and his thinness is even more powerful. How could he easily shake the tall body of the person in front of him?
But he was prepared.
Not only impact, but also stretched his legs behind the person's thigh and tripped and pushed them, relying on the speed inertia and the strength of the body to trip the person directly.
Obviously, the man did not expect it and fell backwards unexpectedly. "You!"
Exclaimed.
He didn't give the other party any time to react.
The rusty iron piece that was prepared early in his right hand suddenly stabbed towards the other party's abdomen, using all his strength; but what was expected did not happen.
In movies, daggers, table knifes, and even books can become murderous weapons; but in the real world, sharp iron pieces cannot penetrate the other person's abdomen.
It's harder than expected.
The iron piece only pierces a little bit, and then it gets stuck and can no longer be pushed. For a moment, he couldn't be sure whether it was because the iron sheet was not sharp enough or because he was not strong enough or that Hollywood movies were all lies.
He was stunned in panic.
Because this is a practical battle, a little mistake can lead to a loss in the whole game.
He has no way out.
Oops.
He was panicked, he was scared, he began to tremble violently.
But he reacted anyway.
Although he underestimated the sharpness of the iron sheet, he did not overestimate his strength. He knew that even if he tried his best, it would still be insignificant in front of adults, so he had to be prepared for both hands and a second plan.
He could clearly see the ferociousness in the man's eyes and was about to launch a counterattack. Although the man covered his face with a hood, the ferocious evil spirit in his pupils still rushed towards him with a bloody smell and claws. , he immediately waved his left hand and the brick in his hand hit the man's head.
Bang.
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read!
A muffled sound.
It wasn't as bloody as in the movie, it seemed like it was just a layer of blood skin, but then he swung hard, and the brick was thrown at the man's head again, and he slapped and threw two consecutive hits. beat.
Finally, the man was dizzy for a moment.
He never cared about anything else, turned around and ran towards the stairs, his knees were slightly weak, and he climbed the stairs and escaped from the basement, and broke into the light, dizzy and dazzled, his whole head almost It's about to explode.
Time. time!
He had to race against time, but the more nervous he was, the more fear he was, the less he could not panic. Instead, he paused a little, judged the space and direction left and right, and looked for the location of the gate.
At this time, a man appeared at the door without a head hood, holding a bottle of beer in his hand, and was about to go to the kitchen, but he didn't notice his figure for a moment.
Just when the man noticed him, he had already started the first step.
Do not run away in the opposite direction, but rushed towards him and threw the rusty iron sheet in his right hand towards the position of the person's face. "Ah!" The man exclaimed and flashed in a conditioned reflex.
He happened to drill out through the gap next to him, rushed forward along the straight line, pushed open the main door, ran out without looking back, no longer retaining, no pause, and rushed out in vain.
Pede, step on.
A tingling pain came from the soles of his feet. Only then did he realize that he was not wearing shoes, but he no longer cared about these things and kept telling himself to calm down.
Stones. Grains of sand.
The rough road surface rubbed against the soles of his feet, dripping blood. Then he realized that his hands were actually stuck with sticky blood, wet and sticky, and the tingling pain passed through his body quickly like an electric current. .
"Run, run!"
This was the only thought in his mind.
But he knew that relying on his legs alone would not escape the clutches of adults and he needed help.
Either find a place to hide, just like playing hide and seek; or seek help from other adults.
After just thirty meters, he quickly looked around and found that this was a middle-class neighborhood, a single family, but neighbors should know each other and help each other.
He had an idea.
Looking back, someone had already come out of the house where he was running away. He had no time to hesitate or hesitate. He did not continue to rush forward, but rushed towards a house on the left nearby. , start knocking on the door.
Bang bang bang, bang bang bang, use all the strength of the predecessor.
(This chapter ends)