My sweet wife won again

Chapter 227 He Came to Rescue Her in Time

"Help! Is there anyone? Ah—"

Her throat was tightly choked, and her voice was already hoarse, and now she can't speak any more.

"It's really beautiful," the ghost-faced man who was choking her throat excitedly said, "The look of despair is even more beautiful now."

In Feng Lingling's dejected struggle, he said to himself again: "Little boy, you are lucky, I want you to be a collection."

Saying so, he took out the cloth ball he had prepared in advance, stuffed it into her mouth, and tied her hands and feet firmly.

"In this case, you can no longer use an ax." He took out a scalpel from the toolbox.

Feng Lingling's eyes widened, she was too frightened, she wanted to make a sound, but she could only keep saying "uh huh".

"Don't be afraid, it won't hurt very much," the man said with a weird smile, "You should be honored to be my collection."

Walking around behind the girl, he gently tied up her long hair, rubbing her white and delicate neck with his rough fingers, and whispered: "What a beautiful neck."

"Later, it will be even more beautiful when it is covered with blood. Do you want to see it?" The more he said, the more excited he became. "Little boy, do you want to see how your beautiful head was removed?"

As if he really wanted to share the joy, he moved the full-length mirror in the distance to Feng Lingling, and turned on a desk lamp so that she could clearly see herself in the mirror.

Her body was dripping with cold sweat, and the girl in the mirror struggled desperately, trying to untie her bound hands, but she had no choice but to see the scalpel approaching.

The cold metallic texture pressed against her neck, and the perverted man stretched out his scarlet tongue, licking from bottom to top along the other side of her neck.

Feeling sick all over his body, Feng Lingling took advantage of his distraction to spit out the cloth stuffed in his mouth that was not too deep, and bit down hard on his arm.

The man was in pain, and the scalpel fell to the ground. In anger, he picked up the ax again, and raised his hand to chop directly on her.

With her hands and feet bound, Feng Lingling turned her body a little bit, narrowly avoiding the perverted man's first attack.

I wanted to stand up and escape from this ward, and jumped a few times, but accidentally fell to the ground.

Seeing that his ax was coming towards her, and there was no way to avoid it, the girl gritted her teeth, waiting for death to come.

I thought it was definitely dead this time.

One second, two seconds, three seconds passed, and the pain that should have come did not come as expected.

She slowly opened her closed eyes, and found that there were two other people in the room, one of them was protecting her, and easily stopped the ax with one hand.

"Bai, Bai Mojiu?" She was surprised and pleasantly surprised, her previous fear turned into gratitude, and she stammered, "Why, how did you come..."

Looking aside again, seeing the man who filled her mind before, Feng Lingling couldn't restrain her tears from streaming down her face.

Is it a dream?Is she dead?So I dreamed of Murong Chenghan?Dreamed that he finally came to save himself?
Staring at his handsome face, feeling that he had untied the rope for herself, the little girl couldn't restrain herself anymore, and hugged him tightly.

Bai Mojiu subdued the perverted man with the ax in twos and twos, and the police rushed over after a while.

After questioning, Feng Lingling found out that this man was a wanted criminal.

Thinking of what he said just now, I am afraid that he is planning to make himself a mask for collection.

However, it's strange...

(End of this chapter)