Frustrated, this way of dying is so frustrated. I finally lived to be twenty-six years old and was about to make a big fortune. But the wonderful life has not yet begun, so I ended in such a confused way?

Suddenly, a thrill in my mind.

At this moment, a terrible question came to my mind. Did the children who were missing in the woods also encounter situations like me now, and were they as desperate as I am now?

Moreover, some children are less than ten years old, while some people's beloved girls are waiting in the village next to them...

Suddenly, a thrilling scene appeared. When the man dragged me forward, my feet crossed to the middle of a tree trunk.

If I run into it, I dare to conclude that my little brother will definitely be scrapped, and I will definitely become a scrap.

At that second, I didn't dare to think too much, so I quickly tried my best to turn over, push my hands forward tightly, and try my best to hold the tree trunk with my hands to reduce the impact on my hips.

Click.

With a slam, I suspected that the joints of my hands were about to break.

But I thought I had a hand to slow down the impact, so I avoided the tragedy of breaking eggs.

Because it was stuck, the man subconsciously stopped for a moment and turned his head.

In the dark night, I couldn't see his face clearly, only the darkness was seen. The outline of his face looked familiar, but I couldn't remember where I had seen it.

Seeing my body stuck by a stump, blocking his pace, he decided to take me off the stump and continue to drag it away.

So, he let go of his hand.

While he let go, I seized the opportunity and pulled over and flipped. He was stunned for less than half a second, and the hoe in his hand shoveled over to my head.

Kang!

After a loud sound, the hoe dug into the trunk, three centimeters deep, which shows how powerful this attack is.

Taking advantage of the gap where the man pulled a hoe from the tree trunk, I quickly took a two-step back and moved my hands and feet quickly. After finding that I was not big, I quickly took a defensive and counterattacking posture.

If I hadn't been attacked by him just now, I wouldn't have been so embarrassed.

Anyway, I have been practicing in the police academy for four or five years. I am also well-versed in the Sanda fight. This skill is naturally not a problem to deal with two or three adults.

The so-called best defense is offense.

After exercising his hands and feet, he found that the black shadow was still pulling out the hoe he dug into the tree trunk. It must be because the hoe was too deep, so he pulled it out three times but didn't pull it out.

This is a good opportunity to fight back. If he pulls out his hoe and has weapons in his hand, I will definitely be at a disadvantage.

With lightning speed, I jumped up like a cheetah, landed beside the black shadow, and hit the hook and crossed my legs at the same time to seek a single blow to subdue the uniform.

What surprised me was that he actually jumped away like lightning.

His figure was extremely agile in the dark. He looked like a veteran who had practiced, and it made me look at him in an instant.

I couldn't help but ask, "Who are you? How could you know how to fight?"

He still did not answer, but rushed to the trunk at a very fast speed and continued to pull out his hoe.

It looks like that, he will never give up until he pulls out the hoe.

So, this is a stubborn person, or rather, a stubborn person.

The hoe is not a treasure. At the critical moment of life and death, he actually held the hoe tightly and refused to let go.

I picked up a broken wooden stick behind me. As the saying goes, one inch long and one inch long, one inch long, and with weapons in my hand, I can beat the opponent with skills and tactics.

Seeing the black shadow holding the hoe and not letting go, the wooden stick in my hand hit him as his hand.

The hitting him was to stop him from pulling out the hoe.

I can't let the other party have weapons. Once he pulls out the hoe, I will definitely be at a disadvantage. Not to mention subduing him, even if I want to escape, it will definitely be quite difficult.

Bang, the first shot hit the back of his hand.

His body shook for a moment and did not let go, because the position where the hoe was inserted in the tree trunk had loosened. As long as he tried a few more efforts, the hoe would be pulled out and success was in front of him.

The second stick is beaten hard.

He screamed when he hit him. The stick hit the tiger's mouth. I felt that the strength of the stick was enough to make a swollen mark on his tiger's mouth.

It was not that I was cruel and ruthless. At that time, in order to stop him from taking out his deadly weapon, I had to do this. My kindness to the enemy was my cruelty to myself.

If you send a weapon to the enemy, you will commit suicide.

Although the shadow screamed, he was just screaming. Looking at the loose hoe, he was not far from victory. If he tried a few more efforts, the hoe would inevitably be pulled out. So he insisted stubbornly, pulling the hoe with gritted teeth, and even the tree trunk was shaken by him, making a crackling sound in the dark night.

The sound was like a sharp knife shaving through the bones. In this dark night where you can't see your fingers, it made people feel creepy.

I swung the third stick.

His fingernails flew up and slapped my face with blood foam, and the black shadow on the opposite side also let out a shocking roar.

My third stick broke his thumb egg and even hit my nails in my face.

He finally let go of his hand.

After roaring, Dangdang kicked my chest with one kick. The impact with a force of more than one hundred kilograms was like a football, and he kicked it away in the air.

There was a slope below. After I was kicked down, I rolled down.

A distance of fifteen or sixteen meters, I was so painful that I was covered in pain by the gravel and hard soil on the ground. In the end, a ridge blocked me.

Before I could stand up, my body was lifted up in the air. I never thought that the other party would be so fast.

I rolled down and he ran down. He could actually reach the ridge at the bottom of the slope with me and subdued me easily.

I was picked up like a chicken he carried. At this moment, he was like a roaring King Kong, and all the anger in his body was aroused by me.

My wooden stick had fallen off and was carried into the air without any resistance. He held me with his head down and slapped him hard.

The hard ridge instantly knocked out my nose blood, and my teeth were knocked off two or three, with a mouthful of loess wrapped in my mouth.

The smell of soil is bloody, because my nose blood flowed into the soil, and then my mouth ate the soil stained with my own blood.

When he bent down to grab my neck again, I turned my head and spit out a mouthful of dirt, aimed it at his eyes, and sprayed it in.

Because his eyes were fascinated, his movements paused for a second or two. I seized the time to get out of my way, and then ran away.

But how could this wild beast that had lost its mind allow me to escape so easily? He flew over and pressed me to the ground with a throat-locking action.

The two of them had already fought out of the woods and rolled in the fields with their arms around them.

Because my throat was locked by him, he was the one who prevailed now, and I had no ability to resist.

His arm was like an iron pliers, locking my neck tightly.

I was like a quilt covered with a golden hoop. The more I moved, the tighter I tightened. After turning over a few rounds, I felt that my throat was about to be broken by him.

Even breathing is difficult.

I was like being entangled by a python. It was impossible to move. My own movements could only roll with the other party's movements.

I even doubt that if he rolls a few more laps, he can strangle me to death.

At this moment, he had lost all his reason.

People who lose their mind are even more terrifying than wild animals. Wild animals can only do things recklessly, but people have their own thinking and know what method to use to kill another person in the simplest and most direct way.

Judging from this tonight, killing must be familiar with this person.

I could even smell the bloody smell coming from his fingers, so pungent and so hard to make my hair stand up.

When I fell into the demon's hand, I found that I was like a lamb, taken into my mouth by a wolf.

I never knew that in the hands of a madman, I would be so weak.

Facing this tall and strong opponent, I was like a 50 kilogram boxer, and met a 120 kilogram boxer in the ring.

That kind of defeat is simply a devastating situation.

At the beginning of the battle, I declared my failure. This failure was obvious, and it was obvious that I had no power to fight back.

However, his standard throat locking action reminded me of a problem, because his movement was too standard, as standard as a person coming out of the army.

When I was strangled by him to the point where he was about to suffocate, I kept thinking in my heart, is this man a veteran? If he were a veteran, why would he be so cruel?

How perverted can a person who has never known each other?

I feel like I'm about to faint. If I completely faint and lose my ability to resist, then tonight may be my last night in the world.

No cruel killer will leave a living. If I faint, I will definitely disappear quietly like those missing children.

It's like never coming, just like in this world, we haven't existed...

In a panic, my right hand touched half of the brick, and I didn't want to disappear. Then God seemed to understand my intentions and sent half of the brick to me, allowing me to touch it on the verge of death.

With the last bit of strength to save my life, the brick in my hand slapped the other person's face.

The edges and corners of the bricks immediately left a pit on the other party's left cheek, and blood was rising.

He let out a sharp roar like a demon, and suddenly opened his mouth and bit my neck.

I was tightly wrapped around, so I must have no choice but to avoid it. Seeing that my neck was about to be bitten, I screamed and stuffed the brick into his mouth.

Click.

A crisp sound rang out, and the half of the fire brick was bitten off a corner.
To be continued...