The Last Train to Hell

Broken Eyebrow opened one eye, looked at me and nodded.

Looking at the expression on his face, he seemed exhausted.

The doubts in my heart were slightly reduced, but they did not disappear completely.

If it was because of his simple action, he could dispel all the doubts in my heart.

How much do I trust Broken Eyebrow, or how much do I trust my own eyes.

Ever since I fought desperately with the last bus of No. 14, I have learned a truth.

What you see is not necessarily true, and what you hear is not necessarily false.

So what I see and hear cannot be taken as true.

Anyway, whether it is true or false, you have to figure it out yourself.

With my IQ, it is still a test of my IQ to figure out anything.

"Come and put me down."

Broken Eyebrow said weakly, as if he was really very tired.

I didn't think about anything else. Although I was still on guard against him, I didn't delay any action.

I walked to his side and started to untie the rope in his hand.

When I untied the rope, I didn't put the dagger and the small bell aside.

Instead, I clamped the two things in my hands.

I stared at the rope on Duanmei's hand, actually, I was looking at the situation where the bell reflected.

The place where the bell reflected was just behind me. If something suddenly appeared behind me.

It would appear directly at the place where the bell reflected, and I could chop it back and surprise him with the dagger.

Of course, I was also doing many things at the same time.

While paying attention to the situation behind me, I also paid attention to the situation of Duanmei.

Duanmei's situation was not bad, after I untied the rope on his hand.

He moved his wrist on his own.

He didn't kill me directly, but I didn't dare to take it lightly.

Not killing me now doesn't mean that he won't kill me later.

The peace now is only temporary.

If he can keep pretending, even if he is a fake Duanmei, I may not be suspicious.

Of course, this is all uncertain.

After all, I am now suspicious, even if the real Duanmei appears next to me, I will doubt his intentions.

Besides, it is still hard to predict whether Broken Eyebrow is real or fake.

I asked him tentatively.

"You got up early in the morning and folded the quilt and ran to this place. What happened? What happened? Why didn't you tell me?"

There was some blame in my tone, of course, I didn't really blame Broken Eyebrow.

I was just angry why he didn't tell me?

It's better for two people to face things together than for him to bear it alone!

Broken Eyebrow shook his head and didn't say anything. This attitude was a bit meaningful.

I began to doubt whether he was really Broken Eyebrow.

Because I doubted his authenticity, I didn't dare to give him my back.

So I kept pushing him forward and let him walk in front of me.

Fortunately, this thing didn't ask me why, and kept letting him walk in front.

I asked him to go downstairs, and he hurried downstairs until he reached the lobby on the first floor.

I remembered what the man in the suit said, and I took him to the back garden.

But Broken Eyebrow suddenly didn't cooperate with me, and his feet seemed to have taken root here.

I pulled him once, but didn't pull him, and when I wanted to pull him again

I suddenly discovered something, and I exposed my back to him.

I don't know why I reacted so quickly?

I casually swung the dagger and hit the thing behind me, making it scream.

After a circle, I finally saw clearly what this thing was.

It was another yellow-skinned demon. How could it be so smart?

It was always against me. Why was my fate with yellow-skinned demons so predestined, and we were destined to be at odds.

I felt helpless. I used a lot of strength just now.

Looking at the yellow-skinned demon breathing more than exhaling.

I felt helpless. If he didn't pretend to be Broken Eyebrow, I wouldn't have to take his life.

Where is the real Broken Eyebrow?

I remembered that I didn't check on the first floor.

I looked around all the rooms on the first floor, and there was only one kitchen left.

In fact, I was afraid to go to the kitchen.

Because the first driver of the last bus on Route 14, Zhou Mao, and the passengers on that bus were finally made into food for the evil spirits.

I was afraid to open the kitchen door, which was full of blood and the remains of Broken Eyebrow.

If that was the case, I felt that I would probably go crazy.

But I had to go into the kitchen, so I opened the kitchen door.

I found Broken Eyebrow waving a small axe non-stop, as if he was fighting with something.

And looking at the scars on his body, I guessed that there must be something fighting with him.

Why can't I see that thing? That thing doesn't seem to see me either.

"Broken Eyebrow, come here."

I shouted at him, and he looked in my direction.

A moment of distraction, a blood mark was left on his arm.

Knowing that I came to find him, Broken Eyebrow began to move towards me.

I naturally turned the corner in my own way and walked back.

I don't know why, but that thing kept following Broken Eyebrow.

Instead, it ignored me, but I think it must have something to do with the suit man's warning to me not to look back.

I was really careful, I couldn't be more careful.

If I hadn't been so careful, I would have triggered the mechanism to turn back.

What would happen after the mechanism to turn back was triggered? I'm not sure.

But I would probably fall into the same state as Broken Eyebrow, and be entangled by something.

I remembered the route the man in the suit told me, and took Broken Eyebrow through the garden quickly.

It's called a garden, but it's actually just a pile of loess.

There was nothing at all, and I didn't have time to place it. I don't know how much the villa would sell for after it was repaired.

If the economic development zone is developed, things will definitely not be cheap.

But now there is nothing, and the houses in this place won't be that expensive.

Thinking about the villas around the lake in the center of Hejian City, I really envy them.

If I have the opportunity to live in a villa around the lake once in my life, I can say that I have no regrets in death.

Of course, I just dare to think about it in my heart.

Compared with a villa and living, I want to live more.

Because if you die, even if you give you a villa, it will have no meaning. There are countless possibilities for living?

Even if you live in the simplest apartment, it means that you have a home.

After finally crossing the garden, Duanmei would occasionally look back and gesture with the things behind him.

I discovered something very embarrassing.

The back door of the garden actually had a lock.

Did they want Duanmei and I to step on the door and climb out? It was not impossible.

I hurriedly shouted to Duanmei.

"Don't worry about what's behind you, just rush over and climb up, leave this, the villa is fine, someone will meet us outside."