Death Inquisitor

Chapter 1850: People in the room

He originally wanted to speak to the man to see if he could rescue himself. At this time, he was completely hesitant. He couldn't be sure. After he really spoke, the man would help him.

Still see him as an eyewitness, and kill himself right here.

Thinking of these, Liu Wendong felt that his best choice was to climb down one more layer. In this way, the possibility of being discovered is very small.

Liu Wendong thought of this, his body moved again. But this time his movements became more careful. In addition to being afraid of falling down, he also worried that he would be found by the people in the room. In that way, he would really fall into a situation of nowhere to be lost.

But at this time, the person who had been squatting suddenly stood up, and then suddenly turned around, without any sign, and walked towards Liu Wendong in such a big step.

Liu Wendong could still see the dagger shimmering in his hands and not much blood on it. He has been discovered outside of him, so it was just when he was going to open his mouth to explain.

Suddenly found that the man's eyes did not look at himself. This made Liu Wendong, who was extremely nervous, relax a little.

Anyway, at least in the current situation, he is temporarily safe.

But he didn't have much time to be happy. His eyes caught the man in the woven bag. Although he couldn't see it clearly, Liu Wendong felt that the person looked very much like himself...

While he was still puzzled, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest, as if he had been stabbed by a knife.

When he looked down subconsciously, his chest appeared inexplicably with a wound, and it was also very conspicuous. The blood stained his chest for a lot of time.

And he also found his wound, and the man in the room who was put in the woven bag, very imaginative.

In this case, he can no longer care about anything, Liu Wendong subconsciously cried out in pain. He didn't feel much when the knife penetrated into someone else's body, but when the knife penetrated into his own body, he discovered that the feeling of the knife plunging into his body was so painful.

At this moment, he understood why so many people, when they died, besides fear on their faces, the most appeared was pain.

His screams attracted the attention of the man in the room. At that time, the man seemed to see Liu Wendong, took off his mask, and showed a strange smile to him.

It was at this time that Liu Wendong saw that the person wearing the mask actually looked exactly like himself.

"boom!"

Before Liu Wendong figured it out, he suddenly emptied his feet and landed on the window sill on the fourth floor. The injury to his chest was gone, as if he had never appeared.

Liu Wendong lying on the window sill was somewhat inexplicable. What happened to him just now seemed to him like an illusion, unpredictable.

"Snapped!"

The sound of turning on the lights attracted his attention. He subconsciously looked through the window grille and into the lighted room.

This time I walked into the room with a person who looked exactly the same as before, and looked like he was looking for something.

Liu Wendong couldn't figure out what his purpose was, and his eyes became dazed.

"Wow!"

The people in the room took out a huge hammer from the cabinet, which seemed very attractive.

Liu Wendong looked around the room, but he couldn't see what he wanted to do. There seems to be nothing to smash in this room, is he going to smash the hotel stuff?

But why did he do such a meaningless thing? This is not a good thing for him.

Doubts filled Liu Wendong's heart.

The man in the room seemed very satisfied with his big hammer. He took it in his hand and measured it suddenly, and struck him without any struggle.

"what!"

The screams came from Liu Wendong's mouth, and the blood on his forehead ran wildly, and he looked very cruel.

In addition to the pain, Liu Wendong's eyes were more puzzled. He clearly saw that the person in the room did such a thing, but why was it the pain?

At this time, the people in the room took off their masks, Liu Wendong just glanced at it, and he could not help but exclaimed: "This is impossible..."

The man in the room looked exactly like him! Moreover, I do not know if it is my own illusion. Liu Wendong always feels that the person in this room is actually himself.

But he hadn't waited until he wanted to understand that the man in the room raised his hammer again and smashed his head in the past. He didn't show any affection at all.

"No!"

Liu Wendong couldn't help shouting, but it was of no use at all. The person inside, who would not listen to him at all, still hit his head again.

really! As Liu Wendong thought, there was another very dazzling wound on his forehead. At this time, he was dizzy. Looking at the person in the room, he could feel his pain.

The whirlwind of taste is extremely unbearable, but in the face of such a situation, he has no solution at all.

He wanted to go in to stop that person, but he now had no strength to push the window open. He could only look at the window weakly with his hands, hoping that he could attract the attention of the man in the room.

But the man didn't look at him at all, but still knocked on his own head.

Liu Wendong, at the point where he is now, can no longer continue to bear it. Can't help but pass out.

"Boom!"

The window sill he was lying on disappeared again without a trace. His body fell on the third floor window sill.

The unconscious Liu Wendong woke up from the pain, his first reaction was to look towards the room. As he thought, a man appeared again in the room.

This time, the "he" didn't even wear any clothes. Instead, he held a knife in his hand and scratched it on his face.

There was a lot of blood in the wound, and a small half of his face was red, and it looked terrified.

Even if Liu Wendong couldn't see his face, he could be sure that the same scars had appeared on his face just by feeling the pain. ..

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