Nightmare Attack

Chapter 422 That's it



Chapter 422 That's it

Chapter 422 That's it

After hearing Jiao Tailang's voice, Weng Qing let go of the knife, and the big knife fell to the ground with a dull sound.

The ferocious face slowly returned to normal. After killing Li Maoshen, this woman finally made a break with her former self.

Turning around, looking at this young face, the emotion in Weng Qing's eyes almost overflowed, after a while, the red lips that seemed to be smeared with blood trembled, "Thank you, Taro."

In fact, her initial plan was to let Taro hide in the bedroom, but she never expected that this idiot would use herself as a bait to seduce Li Maoshen.

This was unexpected by Weng Qing.

Compared with Li Maoshen's flattering mouth, the man in front of him is cute and silly.

He promised to seek justice for himself and make Li Maoshen atone for what he did, and he really did.

"Sister Qing." Jiao Tailang leaned against the wall, "The person who hurt you has paid the price, and you have to get out of the past."

"Don't torture yourself anymore." Jiao Tailang looked at Weng Qing, and said in a pleading tone: "Sister Qing is the best person," paused unnaturally, and later, he showed a bright smile: "You're bound to meet someone better."

The last sentence made Weng Qing's eyes change slightly.

In an instant, she appeared in front of Jiao Tailang. At this moment, Jiao Tailang leaned his back against the wall, leaning forward slightly unnaturally.

He put one hand on his stomach, although he was smiling, his shoulders trembled uncontrollably, and the corners of his mouth were straightened.

"Tick."

Weng Qing watched helplessly as a drop of bright red blood flowed from Jiao Tailang's finger, and then dripped to the ground, like a sword piercing into the eye.

Soon, the blood merged into a stream.

Pulling away Jiao Tailang's hand, Weng Qing saw a shocking scene, a huge wound almost penetrated Jiao Tailang's body.

It was when he hugged Li Maoshen.

Weng Qing's eyes immediately turned red, "Taro." Weng Qing covered Jiao Tailang's wound with both hands, but the bright red gushed out as if she didn't want money, and she couldn't stop it.

Life passes like sand between fingers.

But the most helpless thing is that you know it, but you can't change it.

Banana Tailang was originally pale, but the massive blood loss made his face even paler. He leaned against the wall and slowly slid to the ground.

The bright red stained the feet, and it was even a little slippery to step on.

Weng Qing is at a loss, she is just a ghost, but not a god, she can do many things, and she also has power beyond the reach of ordinary people, but now she can't do anything.

She gritted her teeth, trying to move Jiao Tailang's body to make him more comfortable, but the hand she stretched out was caught by Jiao Tailang.

The latter shook his head weakly, signaling that she didn't need it, "cough cough." Blood foam overflowed from the corner of his mouth, his head leaned against the wall, his eyes looking at Weng Qing were still warm.

"Sister Qingqing." Jiao Tailang tried his best to pull out a nice smile, Weng Qing held his hand, his fingers were trembling, "I will become something like that after I die, right?"

Weng Qing's tears couldn't stop rolling, but they still didn't fall, "No, Taro, you will stay forever, I will be with you."

"But I will become a new strange story." Jiao Tailang looked at one side of the wall, and seemed to be able to see Building 3 behind the wall through this wall.

"Sister Qing, it's not easy for them to come all the way. I don't want to cause trouble for them after I die."

Weng Qing paused, and immediately understood what this man wanted to do, "Taro."

"Sister Qing, I know you must have a solution, right?" Jiao Tailang interrupted her and smiled, then struggled to get up, and hugged Weng Qing into his arms.

"Please kill me before I become a monster." He hugged Weng Qing's body tightly, feeling the last softness, "Please."

"You don't come here!" The fat man yelled loudly, looking very powerful.

Wei Jinting looked up and down the fat man, and the butterfly blade in his hand was flying up and down, so the fat man couldn't see clearly.

He now probably understands how big the gap is with the man in front of him.

"Get out of the way now." Wei Jinting said slowly, "I can consider not killing you."

The fat man glanced back at the door of 808, then swallowed, his body didn't move, his neck turned back, and he asked in a low voice, "Can we change the conditions?"

"No."

"It's not that I won't let you in, the main reason is that" the fat man's eyes suddenly became concerned, "It's too dangerous inside, and I'm mainly worried about your safety."

"Think about it, you are an orphan. If something happens, you don't even have a body collector. How embarrassing."

Tilting his neck, Wei Jinting stared at the fat man, giving the latter the feeling that he was choosing where to cut his flesh.

"I've changed my mind." Wei Jinting said indifferently: "Anyway, Hao Shuai will die, so I'll stay outside and play with you, okay?"

Hearing this, Fatty's legs went limp, and he almost cried, "Don't, don't, I'm not fun at all."

Grinning, Wei Jinting wiped the last bit of blood from the blade on his sleeve, then took a step and walked towards the fat man, "It's fun, you have to wait until you're done playing before you're qualified to draw conclusions."

He walked very slowly, but in terms of momentum, he overwhelmed the fat man by more than one step.

It could be seen that the fat man turned around and wanted to run, but behind him was the door of Room 808. If this lunatic were allowed to enter, the doctor would probably die.

Hardened, the fat man decided to fight Wei Jinting.

At least in terms of physique, I still have a great advantage.

"It's a man, let's fight one-on-one." The fat man shouted loudly, very imposing, he could block a large area of ​​light by standing there.

"Don't use a knife, let's solve the problem in a man's way." The fat man said, showing a fist that was bigger than a sandbag, and said, "Let you taste my strength."

did not expect.

Wei Jinting smiled, dropped the butterfly blade in his hand, nodded, "Okay."

After speaking, he pointed to his broken arm, "I'll give you another arm, and my right leg is also broken, you want it." He moved his neck, "Seize the opportunity."

"Fuck!" The fat man looked behind Wei Jinting, his body trembling involuntarily.

Wei Jinting turned his head immediately, but apart from the woman lying motionless in the corner with her face down behind her, the corridor was empty.

The strong wind was blowing from the back of his head. Fatty looked clumsy due to his large physique, but only when he moved, did he realize that his agility and physique were completely out of proportion.

Just when the fat man was pleasantly surprised to find that his fist was about to hit the opponent, Wei Jinting tilted his head slightly, and after dodging, he turned around and struck the fat man's neck with his palm.

With a "plop", the fat man fell to the ground.

The huge body twitched twice, and finally, like the woman not far away, it stopped moving.

(End of this chapter)


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