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Chapter 106: A Man Like a Cheetah

"Don't move."

It was a man's voice, rough and wild, and a little weak. Just when a figure flashed past, before the flashlight in her hand fell to the ground, a light hit the man's face, which was covered with blood.

His appearance was not to be underestimated, only his eyes shot out with a frightening light in the dark night, as if there lived a ferocious beast, so cold that it made people's hearts tremble subconsciously.

Summer clothes are thin, especially at night, and people's senses are more and more acute. Xia Mengying felt that the thing pressing against her was round, and the size was similar to the gun she had seen in TV movies before.

Things, thinking about it this way, Xia Mengying felt more and more scared and nervous, her body stiffened and she stopped moving, and even her breathing became cautious.

Although so many things had happened one after another recently, she had never thought about death. Now she found that she was still a little afraid of death.

"Pick up the flashlight on the ground and turn it off." The man's voice was low but very domineering.

"Woo." Xia Mengying tried to speak, but her mouth was tightly covered and she couldn't make a sound at all. Xia Mengying pointed to her mouth and signaled the man to let go.

"Don't run."

The man warned, and as Xia Mengying wished, he let go of his hand. Xia Mengying squatted down and picked up the flashlight on the ground. She subconsciously thought of running away, and she caught a glimpse of the gun in the man's hand, and immediately gave up.

She had the idea of ​​taking such a risk. If the gun was real, running away at this time would undoubtedly be a joke with her own life. She felt that this man was dangerous and would not be merciful.

When Xia Mengying squatted on the ground, she did not turn off the flashlight directly. Instead, when she stood up, she shined the light on the man holding her hostage, and then turned off the flashlight when the man frowned, although it was only for a short time.

For a second, Xia Mengying had already roughly seen the person standing next to her.

This man, in addition to the blood on his face, his body was also covered with blood. His right hand was tightly covering his waist. Even so, blood was still flowing out and dripping slowly.

On the bumpy ground, a faint smell of blood gradually filled the moist air.

"Are you injured?" And the injury was serious.

Xia Mengying said softly, after the flashlight was turned off, it was pitch dark all around and she couldn't see anything clearly, but she could feel that the eyes in the dark night were always staring at her, even if she was so seriously injured.

, he still gives people an indescribable sense of oppression all over his body, making people dare not disobey him.

This man has such a great aura!

Xia Mengying stared at him and secretly swallowed fearfully. Before he could answer, she suddenly heard the thump of footsteps. Her tense nerves became more and more alert, "Those people are...

Come? "Chasing you?"

Before Xia Mengying finished asking, the man opposite reached out to cover her mouth. After all, Xia Mengying had practiced, and the man was seriously injured, so naturally he didn't let him succeed.

When she was annoyed, Xia Mengying suddenly held his bloody hand and said, "Follow me."

Xia Mengying held the man's hand with one hand and took out the toilet water from the bag she carried with her. Because she was in the suburbs and it was summer, there were a lot of mosquitoes. She often

When I come here, I always carry a small bottle of toilet water with me in my bag. Xia Mengying sprayed it into the air and then fanned it with her hands. She felt that the smell of blood was no longer in the air, and the smell of toilet water was not obvious.

Holding the man's hand, he walked towards his home.

As she walked, Xia Mengying took out the key from her bag and opened the door of the kitchen outside the small courtyard. In the past, during the holidays, the family would often use a wood stove, which was alone outside the courtyard.

"Hurry up, search carefully for me, don't miss any place!"

The man walked in front, Xia Mengying held his hand and followed closely behind him. She turned around and was about to close the wooden door gently when she heard a voice full of urgency outside, which was also a little suppressed.

Xia Mengying was startled by the fear. She looked at her hand holding the door and froze, fearing

She made some noise to attract the people outside, quickly let go of her hand, pushed the man covered in blood, and walked inside with him in a catwalk. She had no enmity with those people, but if she was hit at this time

Damn it, they would definitely think that she and this man were in the same group, how could they let her go?

"Get in."

Xia Mengying pointed to the chimney below, looked at the man and said with his mouth.

Most of the time, coal is burned at home, but if there are many guests at home, or when something needs to be done during a festival, a wood pot will be used. When she was a child, she often roasted corn and sweet potatoes here, and the smell was...

She still finds it unforgettable.

Xia Mengying saw the man looking at her and not moving. She was so anxious that she no longer had the heart to fear the gun he was holding. She held his hand and pushed him into the chimney.

From Xia Mengying's point of view, this man who appeared here with a gun in the middle of the night must not be a kind person. Judging from the TV series and movies she has watched for so many years, this man is probably a gangster or something.

, if he was discovered by those people, they might be malicious enough to turn her, a strange woman, into his back. The people chasing him were menacing and vicious, and she didn't want to die unjustly.

To Xia Mengying's expectation, the man did not resist, but obeyed her wishes and got in. Xia Mengying breathed a sigh of relief and got in immediately. The chimney was not high, but it was very big and could accommodate two people.

Not a big problem.

"Be patient."

Xia Mengying could clearly feel that the man whose hand she held was breaking out in cold sweat. Thinking that he was still bleeding while holding his waist tightly just now, she couldn't bear it. He was so tall and squatting so low.

It must have been very painful to be so low and with such a serious injury on his waist, but he didn't say a word.

When Xia Mengying was thinking this, the kitchen door was suddenly pushed open, and light came in. The chaotic but careful footsteps broke the silence, getting closer and closer, and Xia Mengying's eyes widened.

Eyes, she just squatted like that, her heart pounding.

Fast, as if her heart was about to jump out, Xia Mengying held her breath and concentrated, her mouth was suddenly covered again, the strong smell of blood was pungent and choking, Xia Mengying was stiff all over, and she regretted why she did this in the middle of the night

I have to come to this place alone.

If something happens to her, what should her mother do? And her father and Ning Ziqian, will they feel uncomfortable? Xia Mengying was thinking wildly and felt a little sore in her heart.

In the kitchen, there was the sound of things being rummaged through. Xia Mengying bit her lip tightly. Only her eyelashes were trembling violently all over her body. She squatted outside the chimney and could see the feet of those people.

Don't squat down to look, don't squat down to look, the only thought in her mind is this. She prayed over and over in her fearful heart. She thought that her face must be white, and she could clearly feel the cold sweat on her forehead.

It emerged, and until the group of people left, Xia Mengying's heart was still beating violently. She breathed a long sigh of relief, thankful that those people did not shine the light of the flashlight towards the chimney.

What she just saw through the bright light was not only pairs of dusty leather shoes, but also the guns hanging on their waists. It was the first time she encountered such a thing. It was unreal, as if she was watching a movie, but

The strong smell of blood on the tip of her nose, the warmth when her palms touched, and the inquiring eyes behind her all reminded her of what had happened in reality, and the panic that made people panic.

Who are those people?


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