Yu Se is still on the pillar. Three men are patrolling her in circles around her. It’s just a woman. That boss is too timid. It is really necessary for a man to keep an eye on her. This actually sent three people to watch her. If she had something to escape, she would have escaped when she was alone in this room, and she would have to wait until now.
Lowpitched footsteps knocked on her ear like drums, and her heart was a mess, and her heart was full of worry.
I’m worried that Ran is coming alone.
The target of these people is Ah Ran.
Is she really as white as a sheet of paper? Did she offend these impossible people when dyeing?
Sasha Vujacic … Sasha Vujacic … A series of tiny tiny rings came from behind.
Yes, behind her is this small room. The only window is this small building. All the windows have no glass and no lintel. Just there, when Yu Yu was just pushed over and tied to the column, he saw a machine gun rack. But the gunner didn’t have a window at this time, but he patrolled around her slowly. Maybe the boss kept talking outside the door. He didn’t notice the movement of the window here.
But Yu Se definitely heard it.
In a flash, my heart seems to be rushing to my throat and I’m about to jump out. Is it Ah Ran?
Or Jane extraordinary?
Everything is possible.
They came to save her.
But there are three gangsters in this hut now. If he appears now, one enemy and three imagine that the picture, the color, the heartbeat and the heart beat faster again, and she is in a panic.
Second, go and see the back. Don’t let anyone sneak up from behind. Machine guns are ready to fire. One will be killed and the other will be shot through his head.
Yes, the second child stopped circling around her for two steps and went to the window.
Yu Se listened to the footsteps of the second child behind her and he stopped to play with the sound of machine guns, and her heart hung up again. She was going crazy.
When the good second child arrived at the window, there was no response. The’ rustling … rustling …’ sound in the ear was gone. I wondered what might happen outside the wall now. Did the man rip the outer wall like a gecko?
People are like this, the more they can’t see, the more imaginative they are, imagining the picture that they can’t see everywhere.
I don’t know if that’s dye, but she must help him.
If it is him, she should make as much noise as possible to attract her attention this week, so that they can’t hear the rustling outside the wall
Boohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoohoo
Smelly bitch, what’s your name again? Didn’t you pee your pants? Both men patrolling the room stared at the figure behind her, who seemed to be still fiddling with machine guns, and saw it through his reflection on the wall.
Sasha Vujacic, the man on the wall again, here he comes.
Chapter 63 Fanwai Dyed Combination (166)
Boohoo ….. Yu color continues to blare. This is the only thing she can do outside the wall.
Whether it’s A Ran or Jane Extraordinary, she wants them to create a safe environment and keep them from disasters.
A low voice and a muffled sound will she think about what it is? Anyway, she will continue to do what she can, that is, make a buzzing sound to confuse the gangsters around her.
There seemed to be a faint familiar smell floating in the air, which cleared her mind.
Or just now she couldn’t guess whether it might be A Ran or Jane Extraordinary, but now she knows.
It’s dyeing.
It’s ah ran
Yu Se is 100% sure it is him.
The smell of his body is irreplaceable by people.
That’s that smell she is very familiar with.
The bottom of my heart is a surprise. I recall that when she made a sound just now, the window came low and there was a muffled sound. He must have solved the man who was playing with machine guns in that window.
It’s the wall in front of me that faintly shows his reflection, which is a head taller than the man who just walked behind her.
Metaphorical color heart is joy, metaphorical color heart is also jumping wildly.
She’s excited. She’s excited. Ah Ran has come to save her.
But soon, when I thought of the time bomb tied to my lower abdomen, the metaphor was entangled again.