The corner of the city is slightly stretched, and the eyes are covered with haze.

The middle-aged man seems to have found an inexplicable pleasure from this game. His face has a thrill of excitement. He has a few self-satisfied voices: "Three."

With the completion of his voice, the sharply pointed blade of the knife in the hand of the man rushed to the warm chest and began to slow down.

The middle-aged man was just preparing to open the number two. In order to delay the time as long as possible, Lu Bancheng racked his brains and opened his mouth again: "You know, if the knife really pokes into her body, you are really breaking the law." It is."

The middle-aged man "haha" laughed out and said, "I don’t think it’s like we’re going to kidnap her here. It’s not illegal. It’s all about us. It’s all desperate. Is breaking the law!"

"But, not all of you doing this is for money? I said, as long as you speak a number, I will put all the money, I promise not to call the police, as long as she leaves safely..."

The middle-aged man seems to know what his mind is in the heart of Lu Bancheng. If he is not returning to him, he will directly erect two fingers: "Two."

Just like the same, his number just finished, the sharp knife tip cut through the warm clothes, with a bloodshot, and came out.

Bright red, with white skin, is particularly eye-catching.

Lu Bancheng almost did not hesitate and think, and he bent over and picked up the spring knife at his feet.

The middle-aged man probably thinks that time is wasting too long. He is not willing to go down in the weekend. The next second, he will export and shout: "Three..."

The man with the knife, a little force, the sword stabbed into the warm skin about a millimeter deep.

Although the wound is very shallow, similar to the wound that was accidentally scratched when sharpening the pencil, there is obvious tension and distress in the eye tip of Lucheng.

The middle-aged man said yes, buy murderous people, this kind of thing happens almost every day. To do their own work, at the beginning, he has already abandoned his life. They are not stupid, of course, knowing that Wu Hao is coming, they can only be shackled. If he doesn't make a choice, they will be angry and angry, maybe they will really pierce the knife into the warm chest... Maybe they will not have the guts to do it, but Lucheng can't afford it...he must protect the warmth Good.

With this thought drifting across the heart of the city, his slender fingertips, a gentle force, the spring blade exposed, under the refraction of the light, radiating the cold light.

"The three sounds are all finished. Have you not chosen yet? If this is the case, then I have chosen it..." The middle-aged man pretended to be very embarrassed, carrying his finger, and ordered a half-city, and ordered a little warmth. And then it fell on the warmth of the body: "Just her..."

The hand holding the knife handle with the knife man clearly showed signs of increasing strength.

The warmth of the wound on the skin is gradually deepening... Lu Lucheng almost conditioned the opening and lost the sentence "wait a minute", and then did not wait for the three men to react to what these three words mean, he will hold With a knife, he stabbed up on his right leg.

The scarlet blood flowed down his fingertips.

The three men were so determined by his actions, like shaking, and the whole room was caught in a strange silence.