Live At The Murder Scene

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The sky looked at the tip of the knife pointed at him, and the white blade reflected the dazzling light in the sun. He understood that at this time, except for self-help, there was no reliable person who could help her out of trouble. He could only forcibly hold back the pain in the throat and hold it. Breathe and observe the actions of the gangster in order to fight back.

Her heartbeat began to vibrate violently because of insufficient oxygen supply, but her brain was still awake. When the opponent ran to a position about one meter away from you, look at the angle and put your foot on it.

Although this poisonous brother is very strong, his mind is not clear and his control of the body is inflexible. This one fell firmly. His reaction was really slow, he didn't know if it was caused by long-term drug use, or if he took too much drug this time. When his face hit the ground, he didn't know how to raise his hand to block it, only clutching his weapon.

When passers-by saw him fall to the ground, they eagerly wanted to step forward to help in uniform, but the man quickly stood up, brandishing a short knife frantically, and howling indiscriminately with some incomprehensible sentences, scaring the onlookers back again .

In the last two words he roared out, Qiu Cang heard it, and it was her name.

Well, this time it really wasn't... a disaster without ignorance.

Qiuqiang looked at the opportunity and kicked the opponent's knee again, pushing the person into a stagger. It's a pity that she doesn't have much strength, and the physical gap caused by gender differences is still very obvious. She even felt that she was not hitting a person at all, but a zombie.

The crowd onlookers was anxious, but they were afraid of the murder weapon in the hands of the gangster and his apparently abnormal mental state. They hesitated and dared not come forward, and shouted strenuously from the side: "Run! Run!"

Qiuncangxin said if she could run, she would still lie down?

Two consecutive failures completely angered the gangster, and he became more and more mad.

The firmament pressed her neck and wanted to stand up. The blood that had been stuck in her throat finally spewed out with her movements, and her gastric juice poured out, burning her respiratory tract to a tingling pain.

The sky was vomiting black in front of his eyes, and he thought to himself that his epitaph would also usher in the words "die young", and he was ready to welcome the revolving lantern, he heard the muffled sound of heavy objects hitting, middle-aged man Fell in front of her.

People around cheered loudly: "Okay!"

The sound of footsteps sounded chaotically, and passers-by stepped forward to help subdue.

From the perspective of the sky, only a pair of Martin boots of the enthusiastic citizen can be seen. He stepped **** the middle-aged man's hand, forcing the latter to release the knife. After the gangster let go, he quickly kicked the weapon with his foot.

The knife flew right in front of the sky, and she reached out to pick it up, but she was taken a step ahead by a pair of plain hands.

The owner of the pair of white canvas shoes picked up the knife, stopped not far from her, and shouted: "Go away!"

The voice was a girl who seemed to be shouting at the person who helped her just now.

The firmament tilted his head, looking along the light and shadow, his vision was hazy. She blinked her eyes vigorously and squeezed the physical tears out of her eyes, and saw a backlit man standing in the middle of the crowd.