Chapter 16 (1/2)

”Tick tock.” Another big drop of water is hitting me.

I slowly wake up, a drop of water on my face, hot, strange smell, in front of my eyes, is that pair of amber eyes, at the moment, the eyes full of joy in the eyes is falling on my face.

”Hey, wife, you wake up.”

Because I just woke up and nodded, my vision gradually became clear. I saw a smiling face. He grinned and said, ”my wife, you look so cute, ha ha.”

I woke up, too late to see what he looked like. I grabbed his collar and pulled it down. I bumped into his forehead: ”ah!” After he cried out in pain, I pushed my feet on his abdomen.

”Ah He was a pain cry, ”plop,” he fell out of bed, I turned down directly on his body, saw him across the edge of the knife directly pulled out against his neck: ”don't touch me!”

I am stunned, I have strength!

”Ah -- pain, pain --” he covered his forehead and cried with sadness. ”How do you look like my mother?”

The whole room was very dark, only a light was shaking on the roof, reflecting the small room and the simple furnishings. There was hardly any furniture in the room, except for a bed, a tin table by the door, and a wooden stool mottled with paint, and only a row of wooden bars were nailed to the walls to hang clothes.

And the surrounding wall is not like our usual concrete wall, but Like stainless steel, the whole room space is very small, but it is a bit like a cabin on a cruise ship or a small dormitory in a base.

”Ah There was another exclamation. It was uncle's voice. I immediately put my knife against the neck of the boy under me and looked forward nervously. Now every nerve of mine is tense again. Any wind and grass will touch my sensitive nerves.

”Calm down! Calm down Uncle is a European and American. He has deep eye socket, high nose and white skin. Although he has stubble, he brings out the taste of mature man and the wildness of real man, just like the romantic but affectionate man in American spy films.

He reached forward with one hand, and in the other hand was a plate with strange black things like steamed bread on it. He seems nervous, but his eyes are cool. He has the characteristics of a sergeant. I can feel that he is a soldier, a soldier, because a soldier has a unique temperament.

And behind him It's the door! At the moment, the door is open!

”Don't come here!” I yelled. If uncle is a soldier, he must be able to fight. I can't be careless. I need this hostage.

Uncle repeatedly nodded: ”good, good.” Then he looked under me and said, ”son, are you ok?”

”I'm fine, bean.” The boy under me has leisure to say hello to his father! It seems to be calm, not a bit flustered.

They are father and son, so I need him more! By the way, I remember my uncle called this boy Harry.

As soon as I lifted Harry's collar, when I tried to stand up, my injured leg was still a little soft. I staggered for a moment, and Harry immediately said, ”be careful of your injury!”

”Go I push him forward, the knife is still against his neck, and now the most annoying people who care about me are all fake!

He raised his hands high and looked sadly at the motionless uncle: ”Dad, my wife is going to be seen by everyone...”