Go out and turn left

Chapter 109 The Victimized Assailant (10)

The man's eyes flickered, and he held Ling Bai's uncuffed hand with a half-smile.

After rolling up the sleeves several times, he carefully studied the girl's delicate skin.

It seems to be thinking about where to start.

From the corner of his eye, he noticed that Ling Bai frowned slightly, and the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously.

Then he groped for a dagger from the other side of the belt where the gun was hidden.

The dagger rotated at his fingertips, glowing with a cold silver light, and the light afterimage made people worry whether the sharp blade would fall.

The man paused, and the hand that was playing with the knife stopped.

He narrowed his eyes, brought the dagger close to Ling Bai's face, and made a few gestures lightly.

Shaking his head quickly again, he said in a hoarse voice, "Such a beautiful face can't be ruined."

Seemingly a little confused, he took the knife and switched between multiple positions on Ling Bai's body.

Face, neck, collarbone, wrists...

In the end, he still didn't think it through, so he simply asked Ling Bai directly.

The clown mask appeared in front of Ling Bai's eyes, and the distance was so close that she could even see the ink rolling in the man's eyes clearly.

Her hand moved slightly, and it was immediately held even tighter.

The man seemed a little unhappy, even with a kind of ruffian coldness in his eyes.

"Want to take off my mask, huh?" he asked.

The viscous timbre seems to entangle people, and then lure them little by little, making them drown.

There is a slight frivolity in idleness, but it is also a deadly poison.

Ling Bai didn't respond, she just looked at the man and gave herself a light glance, then dropped the knife on her fair wrist.

He drew a line neatly.

He seemed to know how to measure, he didn't do anything cruel, he just left traces but nothing happened.

The blood color slowly overflowed, strands and strands were like vines growing randomly, without any rules.

This wound was clearly left at the junction of Ling Bai's wrist and palm, and the red blood stains showed that her hand and wrist were separated even more.

It looks shocking, but it doesn't really have much impact.

As long as you pay a little attention in the future, there may only be a shallow line left.

"Heh." The man was laughing.

The extravagant and hoarse voice echoed in the somewhat empty room, and the ending was accompanied by a little joy.

He lowered his eyes, watching Ling Bai's delicate brows frowned even tighter.

The joyful emotion in his eyes deepened a little, and then he left a faint sentence.

"Let me teach you a little lesson."

Then he opened the door and walked out slowly.

That bit of casualness and idleness gave no indication that he had just had a face-to-face encounter with a police officer.

Maybe it's not called a fight, after all, he is too arrogant.

When he came to the window, with a happy atmosphere brewing in his eyes, he stared at Ling Bai's quiet back for a while.

The corners of the bright red lips under the mask curled up slightly.

As if remembering something, he walked back and turned back to the door.

He fiddled with it gently, looking extremely slow, and at this moment he really showed a bit of aristocratic arrogance.

There was a soft click, which was very obvious in this empty orphanage.

He actually closed the door.

After doing this, he was obviously very satisfied and left without hesitation.

But the footsteps stopped suddenly.

His remaining voice came from the air: "Waiting for your little friend to rescue you, please don't let anything happen to you."

Then the sound of walking became farther and farther away.

Ling Bai couldn't hear clearly, another sentence left by the man.

"I left you a gift, I hope you like it."

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(End of this chapter)