There is a bright moon in the heart [sixth] (sixth more)
The young man said this with a smile, his expression was relaxed and natural, as if he was just talking about daily greetings.
Yu Chao felt a chill on his back, thinking that the pistol in the car was not on his body, and now he only had a knife for self-defense on his body.
He silently put his hands into his trouser pockets:
"What are you talking about, what's not to die for?"
Yu Chao said embarrassingly.
The boy's glazed eyes rolled up and down, and inadvertently slid over the hand he put in his trouser pocket, his face was even more smiling, and the dimples on his cheeks were looming:
"Do you want to play a game?"
Yu Chao clenched the knife in his pocket. , pretending to be calm and meditating with him:
"What game?" For
a second, he was still thinking about how to delay the time with the teenager and kill him when he was not prepared.
In the next second, he was pressed against his temple by the muzzle of the black hole.
Quickly catch him off guard.
The blood in Yu Chao's body froze instantly, the knife in his hand trembled, slipped out of his trouser pocket, and fell to the ground with a bang.
"Do you want to use this to play with me?" The
boy kicked the knife under his feet, and he didn't know how he moved. In the blink of an eye, the knife lay securely in his hand.
And his other hand was still holding the gun firmly.
Yu Chao swallowed hard, and the wine he drank turned into dripping sweat, soaking his tight shirt and suit.
The few sparse hairs on the top of his head were now glued together into locks of locks, sticking to his scalp.
"Little, young man,"
Yu Chao tried to discuss with him,
"What do you want? Money? Power? I will give you everything I can give!" The
boy was bored and yawned lazily:
"Is there anything else? I'm not interested in these."
He was like a beast who had caught his prey, enjoying teasing him.
Yu Chao's legs swayed:
"You, you said what you want, I will find it for you, as long as you don't kill me." The
young man pondered for a moment, faintly shaking.
Just when Yu Chao thought he had persuaded him that he might be able to escape the catastrophe this time, the young man sighed and tilted his head at him with a smile: "
I want your life."
teeth are clearly visible.
Yu Chao widened his eyes.
Click, the sound of a bullet being loaded.
He pulled the trigger.
"Ah!!!"
Yu Chao let out a tragic howl, his body was hot, and foul-smelling urine poured out continuously from his legs.
But he was not dead, not even unscathed.
The teenager pinched his nose in disgust and threw the pistol in front of him:
"It's dirty, it's not fun at all." The gunshot out a thick, unknown liquid with a pungent smell of gasoline. It's gasoline.
Yu Chao was scared to death. The boy
kicked his chubby body with his toes, leaned down,
and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll let you go."
Yu Chao rolled his cloudy eyes, and said slowly in shock,
"Let me go?"
Nodding:
"Yeah, I'll let you go, but you can only go alone, or I will regret it."
Yu Chao slowed down as if he had been forgiven. He propped himself up, almost rushing out.
The teenager looked at his stumbling back, took out a lollipop from his pocket, slowly unwrapped the wrapping paper, and put it in his mouth.
He watched Yu Chao open the car door, pulled the woman in the car by her hair, and pulled her off. He sat in the driver's seat and started the car impatiently.
After the harsh friction, the car circled around and sped away in the opposite direction.
He counted down silently:
"5, 4, 3, 2, 1—"
"boom!"
"Boom!"