I really didn't expect that the lantern fruit tree that could not be found was actually in this cave, and if you think about it, only this kind of place can ensure that the pulp inside will not be exposed after the fruit falls.

And why do fruit trees that grow in caves stick out of the ground? There must be some other reason for this.

The lantern fruit is not a joke thing, knowing how powerful it is, I don't dare to stay longer, diving into the pond A stream of undercurrents pushed me straight out of the ghost gate, and then the sky was bright for a while, and then I opened my eyes to the bottom of the clear love lake.

A few "dog planing" surfaced, fortunately, the golden ghost is dead, there is no saliva of this turtle in the lake, and I will not become a "red man", and after a period of recuperation, the originally lifeless love lake began to have tourists again.

Seeing me suddenly emerge from the lake, I don't know which girl screamed, and then a young man shouted: "It's a haunter." ”

I wiped my face and said angrily: "See clearly before you speak, I'm a human being." ”

"Master, swimming is not allowed here, you have violated the management system." A beautiful girl reminded me in a crisp voice.

When I heard this, I was angry and funny: "I'm sorry, my quality is relatively poor." "Hearing me say this, the crowd gathered around to watch the excitement quickly dispersed.

I staggered towards the foot of the mountain after getting up, I couldn't remember to find someone to borrow a mobile phone to call Rocky, standing at the intersection to take a taxi, it was a taxi driver refused to ride, I was quite irritable, I was about to walk home, only to see a black old Honda car parked in front of me.

The driver was a middle-aged man in his forties, dark and fat, with fierce facial features, a scar on his forehead, and a yellow short-sleeved shirt in late autumn.

The clothes of this material are simply antique, and the body is full of pits and scratches.

It stands to reason that a man who can afford to drive a car should not be so humble, but his clothes and car look like a poor man, and he might as well ride a bicycle.

But after thinking about it, if you don't care if you have money or not, at least you are willing to take me, and you are also a kind person.

"Dude, where are you going?" He asked me, sticking his head out.

"Peace Hotel, are you stopping by?"

"It just so happens that I'm going to the Canglan River, come up, I'll send you over." I got into the car with a joy in my heart.

"Did you fall into the lake or did you swim in the autumn to exercise?" He laughed.

"Hey, that's a long story, you won't believe it." With that, I took out my water-soaked wallet from my pocket, in which I contained three thousand dollars in cash, counted five and posted it on the dashboard, saying, "Thank you, buddy, a little gas money." ”

This person was not polite to me, and smiled weirdly: "It's a lot of money." ”

I felt a little strange to hear the tone of his voice, turned my head to look, his smile was gone, I saw a circle of bruises on his eyes, and his face was very gloomy, and then I looked at his hair, and I sighed in my heart.

This is a typical "murderous head".

There is actually a difference between a murderer and a murderer, the former kills without remorse, and the latter may have committed an irreparable mistake because of a mistake in his thoughts.

Therefore, the hair of the murderer has no fixed pattern, but the hair of the murderer has the saying of "murder head", the hair of this kind of person must be thick and hard, but there is no luster, and the person who is ruthless to the extreme will not pay special attention to his image if he is not a pervert, so the hair of the murderer is generally messy and uncombed.

This person fully meets this condition, coupled with a vicious face, this time I am in big trouble, and the worst thing is that I have nothing on me except a wallet and a mobile phone.

The only thing I can defend myself is my mobile phone, and when I think of this, I quietly put my hand into the trouser pocket with the mobile phone, and as soon as he moves, I will hit him on the head with the mobile phone.

It seems that bad luck has not left my body, the cave is not the most dangerous place for me, the real danger is this person.

Thinking of this, I regret dying, how good it is to insist on walking back, if you get into this kind of black-headed car, if he kills him, the news may not be able to wear out.

And in the current form, I will definitely die, because he must have a knife in his hand, my heart is in a mess, what "Fengmen Thaumaturgy" and "Disaster Breaking Star Technique" have all been forgotten, I am at a loss, there is no countermeasure.

And his car drove faster and faster, although I was not very familiar with the road in Donglin City, but I also knew that it was definitely not the road to the Canglan River, because it was obviously going around the foot of Zigong Mountain, and the road was getting more and more desolate.

After a while, he said coldly: "Don't blame me for your death, you sent it to the door yourself." As soon as he said this, I didn't care about 3721, took out his mobile phone and smashed it on his head, he took out a dagger from his trouser pocket, and stabbed me in the heart, I pressed against his shoulder and continued to hit his head with the mobile phone, and he also punched me in the face.

After all, I just drank a stomach of water, my strength has not yet recovered, he smashed a few punches, nosebleeds flowed down, and my brain was a little dazed.

The man then grabbed me by the neck with one hand, pressed me against the window, and pressed the knife hand towards my chest.

I couldn't resist with all my might, so he said viciously in his mouth: "Don't struggle, just this knife, stab into the heart and die, you don't hurt at all, don't be afraid, don't be afraid......" His expression was distorted, and the whole person seemed to be crazy.

"Why the fuck are you killing me?" I gritted my teeth and asked this sentence with the strength of breastfeeding, and I couldn't die in a daze.

"I've already killed seven people, and you're not too much." He suddenly smirked and continued, "I haven't killed a man yet, you're the first. After that, my strength increased a lot, and I saw that the tip of the knife was getting closer and closer to my heart.

Just when I was in despair, I saw a man in a dark gray sweatshirt walk to the cab window, he wrapped a piece of gauze in his hand, and punched the glass window, smashing the glass window, this person subconsciously looked back and said: "My mother, you crazy person." ”

The man in sportswear didn't hurry to lift the door insurance, opened the door and said coldly: "Come out." ”

The madman seemed to be very annoyed, he panted and turned the knife head to get out of the car, the other party waited for him to step out of the car with one foot, kicked on the door, the door slammed, the madman screamed, and when the door popped open, he fell to the ground holding his leg.

I saw that I was about twenty-five or six years old, about 1.78 meters tall, not burly, but very strong, with a Chinese face, thick eyebrows and big eyes.

The man looked expressionlessly at the madman who was lying on the ground and kept wailing, and said coldly: "Aren't you very awesome, this is not possible." ”

The man was estimated to be in real pain, and the scream was tears and snot flowing out of his body together, and there was no pity in the other party's eyes, only a sense of slaughter, but unlike this murderer, the sportswear looked righteous, unlike the gloomy face of a madman, and it didn't look like a good person.

He walked towards the madman calmly, and after approaching, the madman who was lying down and wailing suddenly stabbed him in the thigh with a knife, and the young man reacted very quickly, and stepped on the maniac's wrist with a kick, and the madman howled in pain again and again, and beat the young man's leg with his hand, but he did not move at all, squatted firmly in front of the madman and said: "Dou'er, do you regret it?" ”

The madman gasped for breath, and suddenly laughed miserably and said, "I regret your mother's next door." He took out a dagger from his waist and stabbed it at the young man's neck.

With the distance between the two of them, with the speed of a madman, the young man had enough time to react and avoid the knife, but he didn't dodge it at all, and raised his hand to grasp the stabbing blade.

The knife suddenly hung in the air, no matter how hard the madman tried, he couldn't advance half an inch, and a stream of blood dripped down his fingers, and soon it flowed from dripping to dripping, and the young man grabbed the blade of the knife that stabbed him with his bare hand in his left hand, and in the process, it was like blood flowing into a stream.

In the face of this self-mutilating style of play, even a cruel and inhuman madman couldn't help but be shocked and said, "Ling Tianlong, you, are you fucking crazy?" ”

Ling Tianlong sneered, almost gritting his teeth, and said, "I'm fucking crazy." Grabbing the madman by the hair, he dragged him out of the cab, and instead of taking advantage of the victory, he took two steps back, and took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wrapped it in the bloody palm of his left hand.