Chapter 284 Fierce Battle

However, at this critical moment, the weekend felt a murderous atmosphere suddenly pouring from nearby.

"Hmm?" The weekend's heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley. He subconsciously withdrew his hand and glanced at his 45th degree angle.

Just at this time, a white light flashed on the dark big screen. Although it was only in a hurry, I still saw the murderous place on the weekend.

A man in rags was holding a newspaper and sitting in more than a dozen chairs on the weekend. The newspaper covered his upper body and face, so he naturally couldn't see what he would look like on the weekend.

But in any case, a person who reads the newspaper in the cinema is enough to pay attention on weekends, not to mention that in this place where he can't reach out, he can see the small regular script on the newspaper?

"What's wrong?" Noting that the weekend's eyes fell in the darkness not far away, Zhou Xiaomo came to his ear and asked softly.

Zhou Xiaomo's breath fell on the ears of the weekend, which made the weekend feel itchy. He really wanted to put aside his sisterhood and brother and hold Zhou Xiaomo around him.

"No...it's okay..." He withdrew his eyes on the weekend and shook his head, "Watch a movie!"

When he said this, he had already shifted his eyes to the big screen, and the hand that touched Zhou Xiaomo's thigh felt that it was not appropriate to put it anywhere at this time, so he simply put it in his trousers pocket.

The weekend didn't notice that when his eyes fell on the big screen, Zhou Xiaomo's big eyes glanced in the direction of the man holding the newspaper hidden in the dark.

The sister and brother stared at the big screen without blinking. Even if there was a thrilling horror scene on the big screen, it was like boiled water in the eyes of the sister and brother.

If you are not calm, how can you be attracted to the plot of the movie, how can you be afraid?

I sat quietly for a while. Finally, Zhou Xiaomo suddenly said, "I drank too much beer before. I'll go to the bathroom."

At this time, the cinema was dark, and the bathroom was far away, so after listening to Zhou Xiaomo's words on the weekend, he quickly said, "Sister, can I accompany you?"

"No!" Zhou Xiaomo glanced at Qi Baobao and Tang Ziyan and lowered her voice and said, "You are here with them. I'll be back soon."

With that, Zhou Xiaomo had already got up and left.

At this time, the big screen is showing a dark night, so the audience of the whole cinema is out of reach. In a blink of an eye, Zhou Xiaomo has hidden in the dark.

A few minutes later, Zhou Xiaomo arrived at the door of the bathroom of the cinema.

Raising his eyes and seeing the sign of the women's toilet, Zhou Xiaomo stroked the bangs on his forehead and lifted his feet in.

At this time, it was already early morning, and the bathroom was quiet. Although there were several incandescent lamps, the huge bathroom was quiet and there was no one.

Zhou Xiaomo unscrewed the faucet of the washstand, then washed her clean and white little hands, began to stroke her long hair, and coiled the ponytail of the vest into a bun.

Zhou Xiaomo's body is very tall. In addition, she is now wearing a pair of high heels and stands next to the washstand. The graceful legs are higher than the washstand. Looking at the place in the mirror that she had been touched on the weekend, Zhou Xiaomo's delicate cheeks flashed faintly. She felt her own The cheeks are hot.

Finally, she turned on the faucet again, and then bent down to rinse her red cheeks with water.

The washstand is facing the main door of the bathroom, about 15 steps away.

Just as Zhou Xiaomo was washing her cheeks, she faintly saw the door move slightly through the mirror.

Then, Zhou Xiaomo, whose face was full of crystal level, stopped washing. She wiped the water column on her face with her hand, and then stood up and kept her back to the door. She said tevely in fluent Japanese: "Friend, since you are here, don't pretend to be a ghost. Come out!"

When Zhou Xiaomo said this, the voice was not loud, but it was quiet in the bathroom, so her voice clearly spread in the bathroom.

About ten seconds later, the door of the bathroom was pushed open, and a ragged middle-aged man pushed the door in.

The clothes of middle-aged men are really too shabby and old, and they are more like beggars than those who make a living by begging on the streets of Kangcheng.

The only conspicuous thing is that he is stepping on a pair of wooden slippers on his feet and a Japanese samurai machete hanging around his waist.

The middle-aged man entered the door and gently locked the door with his backhand, as if he thought Zhou Xiaomo was not aware of his appearance.

"Little girl, are you the most undefeated in the East that has been rumored to be in the killer world recently?" The middle-aged man also speaks Japanese. Obviously, he is an authentic Japanese samurai.

Who is the invincible in the East? I don't know!" Zhou Xiaomo still didn't look back. She turned her back to the middle-aged man who was ten steps away. Her beautiful big eyes stared at the middle-aged man in the mirror. Her tone was so plain that there was no emotional color, but the words she said made people shudder, "But I know that you will be a dead person the next second! "

"Real?" While the middle-aged man secretly praised Zhou Xiaomo's calm courage, a trace of coldness suddenly flashed in his eyes, "Little girl, don't be too arrogant, or you don't know how to die!"

As soon as he said this, the middle-aged man who was standing behind the door suddenly moved. He raised his hand and grabbed the handle of the knife* at his waist and took a step forward.

A seemingly ordinary step actually arrived behind Zhou Xiaomo in the blink of an eye. Ten steps away, he stepped in one step. I can imagine how sensational this movement speed is!

"Death!" With the cold and harsh voice of the middle-aged man, the * on his waist suddenly came out of the sheath, and only one-third of the knife light rose to the sky, which was even more dazzling than the light emitted by the incandescent lamp. It is hard to imagine how sensational it would be if the whole knife was pulled out.

Almost at the same time, Zhou Xiaomo, who had been standing quietly next to the washstand, suddenly turned around, pointing her right five fingers in the shape of flowers, light, like a cloud-weaving fairy fiddling clouds in the sky, and her fingertips were holding a flying needle that was thinner than her hair.

The scene of Zhou Xiaomo turning around was like dancing, and the loose short-sleeved chiffon on her body rippled because of her turn.

The middle-aged man moved faster and took more than ten steps at a time, but Zhou Xiaomo's speed was obviously faster. When the middle-aged man pulled out less than half of the knife in his waist, Zhou Xiaomo had turned around and was facing the middle-aged man.

Suddenly, Zhou Xiaomo's left foot, which had been motionless, suddenly flew out and kicked the handle of a middle-aged man's waist.

was kicked by Zhou Xiaomo, and half of it was pulled out and returned to the scabbard, and the middle-aged man also staggered back half a step because of Zhou Xiaomo's fierce kick.

"In my eyes, the group of three is an ant that can be pinched to death at any time!"

As soon as Zhou Xiaomo's words came out, the seemingly ordinary and mysterious flower fingers were like dragonflies in the air.

An unrecognizable flying needle flew out of her fingertips, and the eyebrows of the middle-aged man who still could not stabilize his figure were lost between the lightning.

"Ah!" The middle-aged man screamed, raised his hand to cover his eyebrows, and turned around and escaped from the bathroom.

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A few minutes later, Zhou Xiaomo appeared in the studio of the cinema again. After washing her cold face, she was like a hibiscus that had just come out of the water. She sat lightly beside the weekend, and the refreshing fragrance on her body made the weekend's eyes impossible.

What made the weekend feel strange was why Zhou Xiaomo disappeared after he got the murderous spirit from the 45th degree angle after leaving?

The weekend was a very careful person, so after Zhou Xiaomo left, when he secretly looked at the person who covered his face with the newspaper, the newspaper was still there. Because it was too dark in the cinema, he did not notice that the person under the newspaper was gone.

At this time, Zhou Xiaomo came back and couldn't help reading the person holding the newspaper again on the weekend. Coincidentally, the screen just switched from night to day. With the light, he saw the man who covered his upper body and face with newspaper still sitting there motionless.

"How could this happen? Is the previous murderous spirit an illusion?" When I saw the man holding the newspaper, I was suspicious on the weekend.

On weekends, I would not have dreamed that the person who blocked his body with the newspaper was a famous big man, and this famous big man had died on the chair in the cinema at this time, and it was Zhou Xiaomo who was sitting next to him at this time, who was not only beautiful, but also warm. A soft, well-behaved and quiet sister.

It was already past two o'clock in the morning when they came out of the cinema. Although it was very late, because they were watching horror movies, the women were still in high spirit, as if they had been stimulants. If they hadn't been pressed on the weekend, they would have to shout and go to a snack street for supper.

Except Tang Ziyan, other girls live in the baby travel agency, so they drive Tang Ziyan home first on weekends, and then drive back to the baby travel agency.

After the noise and prosperity of the day, Kangcheng at midnight looked quiet, like a sleeping beauty in a white gauze scarf.

As the car drove smoothly to the baby travel agency, the women opened the window of the Kia K3 and smelled the cool smell outside the window. They talked and laughed one by one, and chattered for a long time.

Soon, the car drove into the suburban highway.

When I was in the city center, there were more or less vehicles passing by on the highway, but the road on the outskirts of the city was quiet. Not to mention cars, not even a ghost could be seen.

The street lights on both sides of the highway have only been renovated a few years ago. There is a mottled telephone pole reflected on the highway, with teeth and claws.

When he drove his car on the only suburban highway leading to the baby travel agency on the weekend, he felt that something was wrong and always felt that the surroundings were too quiet. You know, it was midsummer and at night. There should be frogs and insects in the fields on both sides of the road, but none, except for the Kia K3 engine. Outside the sound, there was a dead silence around.

The women who had been laughing also realized that it was wrong, and the women's laughter gradually decreased. In the end, it was as quiet as a cicada.

For about two minutes, Qi Baobao, who was sitting in the co-pilot, suddenly subconsciously put his hands on his lap on the weekend, and his eyes were full of panic.

"Don't be afraid!" I whispered to Qi Baobao on the weekend.

At this moment, there were suddenly flashing lights at the end of the road, and at the same time, I saw the lights flashing behind me through the rearview mirror on the weekend.

The lights on the front and back became stronger and faster. Two large trucks came into the eyes of the weekend. Nearly 20 steps away from Kia K3, two trucks stopped at the same time, and then a large number of men in black suits jumped down from the car.