Chapter 715 Brother Bingshan and the sketchbook
The iron rod fell down and hit the body and made a dull sound.
Ruan Qi felt the person holding her tremble hard.
The hot blood sprayed out again.
A few drops splashed on Ruan Qi's face and slowly slid into her eyes along her eyelids.
She was stunned, and the hoarse voice of the boy sounded in her ears again.
"Don't be afraid..."
For some reason, Ruan Qi's heart trembled suddenly.
She subconsciously grabbed his clothes and was about to speak, but she found that her body suddenly sank.
Ruan Qi's heart skipped a beat.
She quickly pushed the boy on her body, but the boy did not respond to her.
"Is this kid dead?" The rude yelling and scolding sounded again.
"I'm not dead, but I'm almost dead. What should I do now?"
"Turn the little girl out first!"
While talking, Ruan Qi felt someone pulling her.
A strong fear and despair rose inexplicably in her heart.
"Fuck! This kid is so dizzy that he still hugs so tightly!"
"The little girl can't pull it out, she hugs too tightly!"
"Removed this kid's fingers and arms!"
The sound of fissures of bones sounded one after another.
Those people were removing the teenager's fingers and arms.
Ruan Qi's whole body trembled, and her blood-stained tears fell like rain.
Suddenly, her body slighted.
The boy who pressed her disappeared.
A pair of adult men reached out to her big hands and picked her up roughly.
"Dispose that boy! He looked at our faces and killed him!"
Ruan Qi paused in struggle.
She quickly turned her head.
The boy in white clothes and black pants lay face down in a pool of blood.
The two men lifted him up one after another and walked quickly towards the river not far away.
"...No..." Ruan Qi cried, "No! Don't throw him away!"
Crazy-!
Huge splashes gradually emerged from the calm river.
The boy slowly sank into the bottom of the river like a lifeless stone.
"Brother Iceberg-!!!!"
"don't want!"
The girl suddenly sat up from the bed.
Cold sweat slowly slid down from his forehead, and his face was a little paler than before going to bed.
In the dimly lit bedroom, there were only heavy and rapid gasps.
The May breeze blew in through the gaps in the curtains, gently caressing her face.
Ruan Qi's mind gradually became clear.
She raised her head and her eyes slowly swept through the bedroom.
A room with distinct black and white, this is the Xi family.
It turned out to be a nightmare.
Ruan Qi breathed a sigh of relief, and the fear and panic in her heart faded like a tide.
She wiped the cold sweat from her head and turned to look at the bed.
Where is Jiujiu?
The little girl lifted the quilt and walked out of the bed barefoot.
But maybe it was because the situation in the dream was too terrifying, and as soon as I took a few steps, my legs suddenly became weak.
She quickly held the bookshelf closest to her.
The bookshelf trembled slightly twice, and in the top floor, a book that could not be dropped fell on the floor with a "bang".
Ruan Qi was shocked.
She lowered her head and saw the three words on the cover of the book clearly—
Sketchbook.
Ruan Qi was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that when she first came to Xi’s house, she also saw this book in Xi’s bedroom.
She wanted to see it at that time, but Gong Qi suddenly came in to deliver food and broke away.
Sketchbook?
Could it be the painting drawn by Jiujiu?
The little girl suddenly became a little interested.
She bent down and picked up the sketchbook, leaned against the bookshelf, and slowly turned it open.
Click—
The door suddenly rang.
Ruan Qi paused and turned to look at the door.
Xi Jiu, wearing a black shirt and trousers, walked in silently.
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This chapter has been completed!