Chapter 452: Last night

Chapter 452 The Last Night
He lowered his head, staring blankly.
Feeling ... not much pain.
Blood, which turned into jelly, internal organs, and cotton, turned his skin and bones into rubber fillings for dolls at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Blurred vision ...
Consciousness has broken ...
Vaguely saw Yan Qingwen and Shen Mo running towards themselves, calling, screaming, but he could not hear ... only to see the mouth of the companion.
The tapered bayonet in the chest suddenly retracted.
Then violently penetrated again! a bit! Twice! Three times! ! !
Lu Ang's body almost broke into two halves, and his five fingers were finally released-Mary's head fell to the ground, and after grunting for two rounds, his face turned upward, and a strange smile appeared to him.
It seems that he is laughing at his overconfidence.
"Lu Ang !!!" Yan Qingwen shouted out of control!
The once burly and strong body fell in front of him, weak and fragile, as if even a gust of wind could blow it ... all over the floor, sticky jelly, dyed red cotton wool.
And the metal skeleton behind him has slowly stood up.
It has no head and staggers like a blind man. It is sluggish and clumsy, picking up its head from the ground and trying to put it back on its neck.
Shen Mo grabbed Yan Qingwen, "Go!"
Yan Qingwen stared at the wreckage of the puppet on the ground, motionless.
Shen Mo dragged again twice, forcibly dragging Yan Qingwen away!
Not far away, Xiao Ya and Yu Yaqing also recovered and turned to escape, but the appearance of Lu Ang ’s death was deeply imprinted on each of them ...
...
Bai Youwei witnessed the whole journey on the top of the tower.
Her chest was suffocated, as if her mouth and nose were covered by invisible hands, so uncomfortable that she could not breathe.
The body slowly slid down, sitting on the ground, she closed her eyes.
Lu Ang is dead.
So ... they are still wrong.
Even if Mary's head was cut off, she still couldn't kill it.
What is wrong?
After all, how can we clear customs?
Her heart is chaotic and her brain is like a mess of chaos! I can't understand my thoughts!
How can I clear customs? !
how? ! !
The sound of footsteps came suddenly, and she opened her eyes and looked at the stairs.
Shen Fei walked up slowly.
"Why are you here?" Bai Youwei frowned, shouldn't Shen Fei stay downstairs?
"I heard Brother Yan's voice ..." Shen Fei looked at her and asked hesitantly, "Lu Ang him, is he ..."
Bai Youwei lowered her eyes and whispered, "Look for yourself."
Shen Fei hesitated for a while, walked to the side of the guardrail and looked towards the carousel.
Mary has put her head back.
Instead of looking for player revenge, she first found her cat, then took back the carousel, took out the needle thread and continued stitching the cat little by little.
She really didn't have to worry.
Because these players have nothing to do with her, they can do nothing but wait for death.
Ten minutes later, Mary and her cat fell asleep again.
At this time, it was less than two hours before the next dark.
If you hurry up, in fact, two hours is not short. Two hours can do many things, provided that hope is still there, and courage is still there.
For them now, Lu Ang's encounter was like a heavy punch, and they were all stunned.
The only thing not affected is probably Shen Mo.
He found the hiding place in an orderly way, led the people to settle in, let Yu Yaqing talk and take care of Yan Qingwen, and then went to the clock tower to take Shen Fei and Bai Youwei.
"Are we hiding all together? Does it matter?" Shen Fei asked uncomfortably.
"No." Bai Youwei leaned against the wall and said lightly, "Mary is busy sewing the doll. Tonight, I don't think I have time to find us."
Everyone was silent.
Being able to breathe did not make them feel better.
Yu Yaqing asked in a low voice: "Next, what should we do?"
(End of this chapter)