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The hammer smashed like a gust of wind, and it became bigger and bigger in Yu Xianzhi's child's hole. Time was stretched like a movie. Frames of blood shadows were superimposed on each other, and the breath of death was blowing.

Thunder and lightning flashed in my mind.

Yu Xian Zhisheng's head slanted to the side, and rolled to the side by the reverse thrust of the wall, the hammer fell, and inertia slammed against the wall with Sen Meihua. At this time, she was wearing a gorgeous twelve-piece. , with a gloomy and terrifying face, which is tantamount to a ghost crawling out of a well.

She got up slowly, and a sullen laughter came out of her throat.

Not kidding, is this crazy batch for real?

Yu Xian Zhisheng's mind was chaotic.

He gasped for breath, desperately suppressing the fear in his heart, and rushed to the secret door, but the door was tightly locked by a chain, as if poured with molten iron, and it couldn't shake at all.

"Itakura! Hey, Itakura!"

He slapped and called out, trying to make Itakura hear him.

This was the last glimmer of hope, even though he knew that the hope was very slim. It was one floor away from the inner hall, with several large rooms and an underground cinema in the middle.

She took out her cell phone tremblingly, and found that there was no cell phone signal.

Probably the signal shielding device was placed here early.

This shows that it is not a temporary rise, but a plan that has been arranged long ago, just waiting for him to come.

Yu Xianzhisheng turned around, his back pressed against the door, the hormones in his body were secreting frantically, his heart was beating fiercely, and he almost ran out of his chest.

To be honest, his current physical fitness is not very good. He just started physical training two days ago. As far as he is concerned, his muscle soreness has not recovered.

To talk about a fight with Sammy, he was confident that he could put her on top of him and beat her.

But fuck, she's got a hammer!

No matter how hard a fist is, it can't handle a hammer!

Moreover, the other party has obviously undergone professional training, and the culling posture is extremely standard. As soon as it comes up, it is to attack the key point, and it is to kill people.

"I am a slippery shovel" Yu Xianzhi's mind was in chaos. 'I'll die with one shovel'

Is it really not possible to seduce?

No, the other party has completely fallen into a state of madness, and seduction is useless.

The girl in front of her is completely different from Rinarako. Rinarako uses power to suppress people and dispatch troops without seeing blood dripping, and this guy is the type of Hannibal and chainsaw madman. Son, she is really good!

Looking at Mori Meihua, who was approaching slowly, Yu Xianzhi swallowed nervously, and his eyes fell on the shelf beside him - he couldn't sit still.

People think a lot of things before they die. The other party is willing to sacrifice their lives. That's because the other party's values ​​are wrong. He finally lived so happily in this life, and he met Xuezi who is worth cherishing for a lifetime. It would be too unfair to die like this.

"Don't worry, Yu Xian-kun, it won't hurt, just give it a shot." Mori Mihua said in a low voice, the hammer dragged on the ground, making a screeching sound.

Yu Xianzhisheng cursed in his heart.

It won't hurt, why don't you give yourself a treat?

"That, it's like this, painting." Yu Xianzhisheng walked towards the shelf while defending, "It's normal to like someone, and I also... have a good impression of you."

"Really?" Sammy stopped.

"Of course it's true, otherwise why would I be willing to come." Yu Xianzhi said loudly.

"But I already understand your tune." Sammy Hua said softly, with a ghostly and miserable smile on her face.

"It doesn't matter what the song is, there are so many audiences, I can't express my love. It's not good for you or me." Yu Xianzhi tried to comfort her. At this time, she didn't care about face and chastity, just live on. is hope.

"So, it's not like you don't love me?" Sen Meihua's eyes bloomed with strange colors.

There was a play, and Yu Xianzhisheng was overjoyed.

"Yeah, that's what I think, get along as a companion first, and then slowly cultivate the relationship, right? You don't want the relationship to come too quickly and I won't know how to cherish it in the future, right?"

"That's the truth." Sen Meihua seemed to have figured it out, and blinked, "Yu Xian-kun is very thoughtful."

"Then you put..."

"But I don't believe it, Yu Xianjun." Sen Meihua smiled beautifully, "I will feel at ease if I leave you here forever."

She sped up and charged straight ahead.

Yu Xianzhi's calf tensed, and quickly ran to the side of the shelf, pushing the shelf in the direction of Mori Mei's painting with all her strength. As if seeing the scene where Mori Mei's painting was pressed on the shelf, and he was riding on her with a hammer, Yu Xian's mind was trembling at this moment.

However, the shelves were motionless.

"Eh?"

His face suffocated, and he looked down to see the steel nails nailed under the shelf, and a ring of screws was twisted on it for reinforcement.

This...isn't a situation like this in the movie that it falls down?

How come I'm taking a break?

In a stunned moment, Sen Meihua attacked from behind, the hammer smashed towards his head, Yu Xian shrank his head shyly, the hammer landed on the glass bottle on the shelf, the stench of liquid flowed everywhere, a The broken palm slipped out of it and landed at Yu Xianzhisheng's feet.

The palm has been soaked white, but under the action of formalin, it is still fresh.

"Yu Xian-kun, why are you running away?" Mori Meihua's voice seemed vague, her loose hair covered her cheeks and covered her face with a light shadow, making it difficult to see her expression.

Before she finished speaking, she rushed forward again, and the two circled back and forth along the one-meter-high shelf. Yu Xianzhi was born Qin Shihuang, and this crazy girl was Jing Ke. She had a crazy smile on her mouth, and seemed to enjoy this. In a hard-won moment, looking at Yu Xianzhisheng's bunny-like terrified look, the fluid in his body quickly secreted.

Delight! So happy!

Madam, I want to be so happy!

The son of the gods of Dongda Art, the darling of the mother's fans, the character is impeccable, and his appearance is more dazzling than his character, but he actually shows such a cowardly demeanor under his own hands... uh, ha, She experienced this kind of happiness, her mucus-drawing mouth was panting hard, hot air kept spitting out, the expression on her face was extremely uncoordinated, and her excitement and despair were like old actors on the stage changing their faces back and forth.

She knocked down a string of glass bottles with the wooden handle of the hammer, and the bottles the size of furniture buckets smashed at Yu Xianzhi. Although she had already evaded quickly, she fell on the ground and exploded, and the liquid splashed on him. Can't dodge.

Yu Xianzhisheng's feet slipped and his speed slowed down. Mori Mihua burst out laughing and pinned him to her body. She took out the leather rope tied to her thigh from under the single coat, and tied Yu Xianzhisheng's hand to her body. behind.

Sen Meihua took him to the still-blooded chair: "Yu Xianjun, sit down."

"I don't understand! I don't understand why you do this?" Yu Xian struggled with a twist, his mouth gasping slightly, and his chest was almost filled with anger, "Does your brother know that you are a pervert?"

"Of course he doesn't know." Sen Meihua said softly, "I won't let him know."

"If I die, you can't escape. In a few hours, Itakura will suspect that this place will be surrounded by the police. Have you ever thought about your family, and your brother, how will he live in the future? "

"If Ah Hu knew, he would definitely be happy for me."

"And, as I said, I'll go with you."

"..."

Yu Xianzhi was dumbfounded, his expression froze, and his eyes stared at Sen Meihua: "But I don't know why, I really don't understand, is it like this when you like someone?"

"Everyone has their own way of living, Yu Xianjun." Sen Meihua said softly, "I like this."

She turned over and sat on Yu Xianzhi's lap, her lips curved slightly, and a bright smile appeared on her face. Her beautiful face could not be described as happy or desperate. She was probably ready to die. For her, Death is not death, but eternity in another sense.

"In the smile of the **** of death who ordered you to move forward, keep on walking with your smiling face." Sammika put her finger on his heart and said softly.

"Meditations? Marcus Aurelius?"

"Ah, Yu Xian-kun has actually seen it too."

"It's a good thing to love learning, can you not do stupid things for Mr. Mark's sake?"

"Sorry, no."

Seeing Mori painting get up from his body and pick up the hammer beside him, Yu Xianzhisheng completely collapsed.

What kind of **** is this Nima!

Didn't we talk about it well before, a harmonious atmosphere where the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves.

You express your emotions and I respond to your emotions.

In other words, if it wasn't for our reconciliation, I could trust you? come here with you?

Destroy it if you don't get it?

The hammer slammed down on the head and landed on Yu Xian Zhisheng's forehead.

Plop.

Yu Xianzhisheng closed his eyes, his consciousness was pitch black, and there seemed to be a loud cracking sound in his ears. At the end of the endless field stood the white tower of Babel, and the **** of death stood at the top and reached out to him.

I am dead? just die?

Oh, the death is so miserable, so boring.

For a brief moment, the consciousness of human beings was extremely inflated in his mind. He saw all kinds of colorful colors, but there was no red among them. The colors converged to one point and concentrated. He finally realized that his consciousness was still there.

Then, slowly open your eyes.

"?"

Does it hurt?

Does it really hurt?

Or is it dying too soon for the pain to travel through the nerves to the brain?

Sammy Hua laughed and let out a sigh of relief.

"Do you want to do it again?" she was talking to the air.

"Okay, you can stop." A beautiful female voice came from the ceiling.

Like a puppet controlled by a spell, Mori Hua showed a bored expression, posing as a hero of all corners, and dropped the hammer in her hand.

Yu Xianzhi was shivering like a little rabbit sitting on a chair.

What the **** is this?

I am dreaming?

"Hahaha." On the ceiling, a natural female voice was laughing.

"A Hua, change a pair of pants for Master Yu Xian," she said.

"He's more powerful than you think, and he didn't scare the piss." Sammy Hua said, "Boss, put away your bad tastes, thanks to you, my ladylike reputation has been seriously declined for him. "

Yu Xianzhisheng's mind was empty.

What the **** is this playing? reality show? Maybe there will be a crew rushing in with a long gun and a short cannon, laughing wildly, Yu Xian-kun, you are too stubborn, and you have been teased like this, and the whole Tokyo will see your ugly state!

"Sorry, Yu Xianjun, this is our test, congratulations on passing the test." The female voice came again.

This is a very nice voice, and he has never felt that human voices can be so nice, like the wind from the fairy tale kingdom, which makes people's hearts rippling.

"Who are you?"

"I just finished training, I'll be there soon, wait a moment." The sound on the ceiling disappeared, Yu Xianzhi followed the sound, and saw the monitor in the upper corner of the wall, as well as the oval amplifier.

"Who is she?" Yu Xianzhi looked at Mori Meihua.

"The champion of figure skating, the glaze of the divine painting." Mori Meihua said in a stern manner while sitting in a chair with her legs raised.

She was cutting the toe caps with the nail clippers. After cutting, she took a breath through her nose. Looking at Yu Xianzhisheng with a surprised face, she put her hands here and said, "Do you want to smell it too?"

"I don't have such hobbies." Yu Xianzhi was not interested in whether girls' feet were fragrant or smelly, "I want to know what the **** are you guys doing?"

"Don't be angry, she's doing it for your own good, we've identified you."

"Identity, what identity?" Yu Xianzhi asked in surprise.

"Wait for her to come and talk to you." Sen Meihua turned off the signal blocking device, she picked up her mobile phone and called Sen Meihu, "Open the door, there are distinguished guests visiting."

"Who is it? Sister, I play games."

"The eldest daughter of the God Painter."

An earth-shattering cry of exclamation came from one end of the phone~lightnovelpub.net~ Mori Mihu, who was sitting on the sofa, jumped up, ran out under the surprised gaze of Itakura, and opened the iron door on the control panel. Railing protection.

The woman was riding a bicycle, carrying a canvas bag, and the early summer sun was shining on her face.

A white face lit by the sun, freckles on the nose, a large handful of daisies in the basket in front of the bicycle, wrapped in newspaper. She was wearing simple jeans, a long white lace-trimmed coat, rolled up the cuffs, and her arms were white. On it was a 100-yen ladies' watch bought from a roadside stand, which was very accurate.

She parked her bicycle, locked it, lowered her hat, and walked towards the villa. The canvas bag she was carrying contained her skate shoes.

The passers-by turned their heads frequently, and at first glance she looked like a sister next door, the slight hot wind blew the hem of her clothes, and she pulled a naughty strand of hair to her ear.

Sammy Fox stood aside, watching her come.

"You're still so thin." Shenhuizhiliu giggled and patted his shoulder.

"I'm losing weight!" Sen Meihu was flattered and said loudly.

Shenhuizhiliu seemed to hear something interesting, and laughed even more happily. She has always been a girl who loves to laugh. Some people say that she has a low smile point, and some people say that she always looks happy, but she stays like this Next to the girl, without any reason, you will laugh, and at any time, you will be infected by her laughter without any reason.

"Sister is waiting for you." Mori Mihu smiled and bowed, making a gesture of please.

Shenhuizhiliu walked through the inner hall familiarly, said hello to Itakura, who was already dumbfounded, then stepped on the elevator, all the way to the secret door, and pushed open the door.

Yu Xianzhi raised his head and looked at her.