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532 Why do villains always die of talking too much?

In the heavy snow, I saw this woman crawling in the snow, and was so scared that she kept crawling backwards, looking like she was not cute and troublesome. The man's bloodiness was also picked up, and he simply strode forward and pounced on the woman on the ground.

The woman screamed and reacted quickly. She got up and ran towards the utility room, as if she had hid in the utility room and would not be hurt by a man.

At this time, Qing Xiran, who was hiding in the utility room, retreated in a hurry, and watched the door in front of him be knocked open a gap, but it was not pushed open. The door in the utility room had long been blocked by Qing Xiran with debris. The woman outside couldn't even knock it open.

The woman was so anxious that the man behind her looked like he was watching a show. Seeing the stupid woman jumping around, he stood up from the snow and walked towards the woman step by step, but he paused and set his eyes on the closed utility room door.

With his keen five senses of a high-level psychic, he noticed that there was someone in this warehouse, and he was still a very strange woman...

This is good. Now he is tired of playing the women in the team. All the survivors on the Western Front are running towards the Xiangcheng area. He hasn't had a new woman for a long time.

The man's eyes were filled with evil spirits and cruel light. The woman next to him slapped the door of the utility room and was slapped by the man. She thought she was going to be killed now, but she was lying on the ground with blood flowing from the corner of her mouth and looked back. The man stood directly at the door of the utility room, raised his foot and kicked it open, and kicked the door of the utility room.

Inside the door, the three children cried out, and a piece of debris fell to the ground. Qing Yiyi, Shao Mengli and the three children were holding spatula sticks and brooms in their hands. After screaming, they hugged each other tightly in horror, looking at the man who kicked the door outside the door.

"Tsk tsk."

The man outside the door was full of burly and had good night vision, looking at the utility room full of miscellaneous things, like a cat catching a mouse, and said:

"Look at the three little kids here... I said, beautiful girl, do you want to come out by yourself, or will I come in and catch you in person? In front of you, something will happen in a while, but you can't blame me."

Quiet, very quiet. In the utility room, after the initial scream, the three children covered their mouths one after another. They kept in mind the words of Yiyi's mother. At this time, they should not make a sound to cause trouble for Yiyi's mother.

In the darkness, Qing Xiran slowly walked into a luminous light. The luminous light in the snowy night was thinner, but it was still brighter than the light in the utility room. This thin luminous light poured into the door from outside the pushed down. She was wearing black clothes, and the fluorescent bracelet on her wrist was shaking as she walked.

The man outside the door looked up and down unscrupulously at Qing Xiran's figure. His figure was well-proportioned and had little flesh, but his skin looked smooth and elastic than the women in his team. Moreover, although Qing Xiran was thin, it was not shriveled. Overall, the man was still satisfied with Qing Xiran.

Looking at Qing Xiran's eyes again, he couldn't see clearly, so he looked carefully, aimed at the focal length and then looked. Suddenly he realized something was wrong, and quickly shifted his eyes and asked:

"I said, are there colored contact lenses in your eyes? Why is there a small bow?"

It's still bright and bright...

"No, my eyes are connecting with you."

The time was too short. At the beginning, Qing Xiran never thought of connecting to Bluetooth by looking at human eyes. She just looked at this man and wanted to find an opportunity to implant her instructions for this man.

Only when the man looked at her figure and looked at her face and looked at her, Qing Xiran felt that his signal could pass through the man's brain, but the time was too short, and the man quickly looked away and did not look at her eyes for long.

“What docking?”

The man standing outside the door didn't understand Qing Xiran's meaning very well. When he saw Qing Xiran laughing, he unconsciously looked back at Qing Xiran's eyes and asked rudely:

"why are you laughing?"

"I laugh at why villains always die because they talk too much."

Qing Xiran, who was inside the door, raised her foot and stepped on the debris lying on the ground. Her smile became brighter and brighter and she looked at the eyes of the man outside the door, and said:

"Because the villain talks a lot, it delays the time and allows the protagonist to find an opportunity to turn the defeat into victory, so why does the villain always talk a lot?"

She was looking for topics to chat with the man. This time, maybe because the man was too confused, the two looked at each other for quite a long time, and Qing Xiran successfully connected to the man's Bluetooth outside the door.

The man outside the door felt a chill on his forehead, his whole body shivering, and his eyes became straight. Before he could react, he stood straight and began to wield his hands regularly. The rhythm was clattering, just like a pendulum.

The woman outside the door didn't see Qing Xiran clearly at all. She was originally ready to be beaten to death, but when she saw the burly man's hands swaying. This strange posture was like a personal clock, she immediately felt that she was saved.

At this time, no matter what monster is in the utility room, it is much better than the death she is about to face.

So, the woman who was not dressed outside the door rolled and crawled into the utility room.

She didn't see who was inside the door, but just lay on the door panel, her smooth body was covered with the vague luminous light in the snowy night, and cried:

"Save me, save me, please save me, please save me..."

A pair of very delicate feet appeared in the woman's sight. She lay on the door panel and looked up crying. A tablecloth that came from somewhere was covered on the woman's smooth body. The tablecloth was very thin and dirty, but it gave the woman inexplicably warmth and safety.

This is the tablecloth that Qing Xiran found in the utility room. Although it is dirty and thin, it is better than a woman who wears nothing.

When she looked again, Qing Xiran had already knelt on one knee and squatted beside the woman. She looked into the woman's eyes and heard her say:

"Don't yell, don't cry. Shouting will not solve any problems for you. Those with weak physical strength must rely on this place to solve the problem."

She raised a finger, tapped her temple, lowered her voice, and said to the crying woman:

"You go and help me lead another man over."

"No, no, I don't want it, I don't want it..."

The woman originally refused and asked her to lead the man over, so she didn't want to go back and die, but her chin was pinched by Qing Xiran.
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