Chapter 472 (1/2)
He carefully drilled out of it, like a clever bobcat. Then he came to the bedside, looked at the two sleeping people and slowly pulled out a short knife.
Duan Xin looked at each other secretly. Because his face was facing the light, he didn't dare to open his eyes too wide, so he didn't see his appearance too clearly, but it can be concluded that he hadn't seen this person. He was neither the front desk in women's clothes, nor the waiter, nor the living ghost Wener.
Although he didn't see his appearance, Duan Xin saw the corners of his mouth raised. He was laughing, sneering. The exposed teeth were a little incomplete, only half the size of ordinary people.
Duan Xinming felt that the willow leaf's chest was a little trembling. He pressed it hard and motioned her not to be afraid.
Perhaps that abundance also stimulated the black guy, so he stretched out his hand and went to the chest of willow leaves.
The fingers were withered, like dry wood branches, more like the hands of a corpse. There were black residue in the nails and a foul smell of blood. The willow leaves felt sick and almost spit out the apple pie they had just eaten.
The next moment, she pretended to be casual and turned over to face Duan Xin.
This action startled the black guy, quickly retracted his hand, observed for a while, saw that the willow leaves didn't wake up, he secretly breathed out a breath, and then he turned to Duanxin, with a cold light like a blade in his eyes.
Slowly, he came to Duan Xin's side, grabbed the knife in his hand, and then stabbed Duan Xin in the neck without delay.
If Duan Xin really falls asleep, this knife will ensure his small life.
But he didn't sleep. When the black guy turned behind him, he opened his eyes, which flashed like a wolf's eye.
Hearing the bad wind behind his head, Duan Xin rolled to the other side with a willow leaf in his arms. He heard a puff. The black guy's short knife was stuck on Duan Xin's pillow and didn't reach the handle directly.
I never dreamed that I would miss this knife. The black guy was really stunned. At this critical moment, Duan Xin jumped up from the bed, supported the bed with one hand, and kicked him on the shoulder.
This foot hung and flew him. He also stumbled and hit the wall. Duan Xin didn't stop. He ran over the bed and was about to take his short knife. Unexpectedly, the boy had two skills. He swept the short knife and fought back against Duan Xin while protecting himself.
Duan Xin sneered and flashed aside. At the same time, he bowed his head and swept over his head with a short knife. Duan Xin backhanded everything, cut it on the arm bone of the black guy's arm, and then grabbed the black guy's wrist.
Suddenly, Duan Xin twisted and clicked hard, and the black guy's wrist broke. The sound of broken bones frightened even the willow leaves. However, this guy didn't shake his eyes. He seemed to fight back without pain. His other hand caught the falling short knife and suddenly stabbed Duan Xin.
This hand is surprisingly sharp.
Unfortunately, he met Duan Xin.
Duan Xin took the first shot, hooked his wrist, changed the direction of the knife and hit the black guy's own throat. Then, Duan Xin beat hard at the handle end of the knife.
Just listen to a poof, the knife completely poured into the black guy's neck.
The whole process is less than three seconds.
At first, the black guy's eyes were unyielding and determined. Then, it became painful and unwilling. He stuck to the wall and soft to the ground. He grabbed his hand at his wound and tried to pull out the knife. However, the rapid passage of life made him completely powerless.
His eyes finally showed horror.
At this time, the willow leaf also jumped out of bed and watched the guy's throat bleed. She was so scared that her little face turned pale and hurriedly covered her mouth with her hands.
Looking at the blood splashed on his hands, Duan Xin frowned in disgust, pulled out a paper towel to wipe it, stared at him coldly, crumpled the paper towel into a ball and smashed it on his face.
The black guy raised his hand and pointed to Duan Xin to express something, but stopped without saying anything. He was ugly. He was tall but thin. He was like a skeleton frame, and even changed his facial features. His skin was as rough as sand. The whole person was extremely abnormal.