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Chapter 170:Devil's Tears 3

“But I have to admit, you are a pretty good woman.I admire your wisdom and courage.In that unfavorable situation, you can think of such an unexpected way.When you guess that the murderer's real target is you, immediately hide yourself and push Murong Yuchuan forward to attract my attention.You hide in the dark, watch the developments, and wait for me to reveal the traces.Oh hey.Clever.”

The laughter cannot be stopped once it is sounded.Laughter at the end, hysterical, uncontrollable.

Lu Xiaotang looked at the punctuality, and an arrow rushed up.

The sound is close at hand.

If there was light, she could even see a grinning face facing her gun...

In the moment she was about to pull the trigger—

The laughter stopped.

It was as if the neck had been broken by a pair of hands.

Those who were just crazy and unable to restrain themselves were quiet for a moment as a dead body.

She was darkly ill.

Meanwhile, behind her back, a tall figure emerges from the darkness—

The fluorescent eyes are like cats at night.

His hands held up a military three-pointed cone.There is still dry blood on the blade.

Twenty days ago that night, the murder weapon stabbed twenty-two times on the body of a sixteen-year-old girl.The blood spray looks fascinating.

The knife flashed in the darkness and snatched the cold, like the teeth of a beast.The hunted are dead.

He sighed in his heart: A woman is still a stupid woman who thinks she is.You are dead.

A recording of her phone took her into a trap.Until then, the stupid woman was still in the dark.

The knife did not tuck the deadly part of the neck of the Lu Xiaotang.Instead, choose her right shoulder, and a knife can make her pistol fall.He would not let her die so easily, he must wait until she lost her ability to resist and then slowly torture.Chen Mengyao, Li Shuzhen, Mei Naiko, are just a side dish, the real main meal, finally arrived.

You are dead.He was laughing in his heart—

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Just in the moment when Jokai's knife almost stabbed the small land, he looked in the night-vision mirror and saw the green prey suddenly turning around and facing himself.

With Lu Xiaotang's eyes straight, the gun of the pistol was also aimed at himself.

In the darkness, Lu Xiaotang could not see him at all.Just like his night-vision goggles could not see the muzzle of a black hole.

The sound of crispness shattered the solidified darkness.

He heard the loud echo of the loud room again and again...

Over and over again...

He saw the figure of Lu Xiaotang flipping in front of him... The cold, hard and damp floor hit his forehead... He felt as if he had fallen...

At that moment, he seemed to see a long-lost figure appeared in front of him, extending a gentle hand to him.

“It hurts, is it, Akai?”

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