Cynthia’s Cat

In the small compartment, only a faint light leaked from the crack of the door. The room was very musty, and the clothes on her body had been soaked in the cold. Cynthia tried to curl up her body to make herself warmer and sleepy. Struck.

This scene seems to have appeared once in the memory, dim lights, damp basement, and helpless eyes. Cynthia was awakened by freezing. It turned out to be a dream. It has been a long time since Cynthia had dreamed of this memory. Cynthia seemed to have forgotten that time and deliberately blocked it in the depths of the memory.

After Cynthia was awakened from the cold, she lost sleep. I don’t know how long time has passed. The light passed through the open door and occupied the whole room. The sudden light pierced Cynthia’s eyes sore. She blocked the glare with her hand and saw through the gap in her fingers Allen stood in the doorway backlit.

Allen put the food next to Cynthia. He stared at Cynthia indifferently, his eyes cold as if he was staring at a dead object, "This is your last food, eat it quickly."

The hardened bread lost the smell of the food. Cynthia ignored Alan's words and lowered his head without looking at Alan. Cynthia is speculating on Alan's guard against her, and now he doesn't have a gun in his hand because of the calm last night, it seems that Alan has put down her guard a little bit, and Cynthia is calculating the probability of her successful escape.

Allen saw Cynthia’s eyes without fear at all. This was an insult to him. He suddenly became very angry. Why was she not afraid? No one is not afraid to encounter such a thing. Thinking about the unusual calmness of her girl in the bar last night, he did not see her fear of herself in Cynthia’s eyes. Alan’s face became distorted and he suddenly sprouted. The follower who immediately killed the girl in front of him.

Allen picked up the stick next to Cynthia and hit Cynthia. Cynthia avoided Allen's stick. She slowly untied the rope last night, just waiting for the right opportunity to escape. Cynthia didn't know why Allen was suddenly furious, and the opportunity was only missed once. She might really die here.

Cynthia has been in close combat since elementary school, and facing the not very strong Allen is still very likely to win. Cynthia kicked away the stick that Allen was holding with his foot. Allen looked at the girl in front of him in astonishment. He didn't expect that the weak-looking girl had such a powerful skill. Cynthia didn’t give Alan a chance to fight back. She neatly picked up the fallen wooden stick and hit Alan’s injured leg. The bandaged wound was bleeding again. Cynthia knocked Allen down with a kick. Ground.

Cynthia looked at Allen who fell on the ground indifferently, "You should thank me for not killing, otherwise you will end badly."

Allen didn't feel scared at all. He smiled with a twisted face, blood flowing down the corners of his mouth. Such Allen shocked Cynthia. He smiled like a madman, his eyes widened and bloodshot. Look It looks very oozing.

"Do you think I'm afraid of death?" Allen laughed contemptuously, "How do you rich people understand the taste of your self-esteem being trampled on at will? You have a perfect life since you were born, and Anna and I have never had it since we were young. Parents, we still have a great time even in this way. Why does God want to bring her pain to her such a lovely girl? We have lived very hard, but we can only struggle to survive."

People are destined to be unfair from the moment they are born. Some people have lived in a good environment since they were young, and some have experienced war since they were born. For people like Allen, Cynthia can’t sympathize. She has experienced countless assassinations since she was a child. Every day, the Kelton family is waiting for it to go wrong. External enemies peep at the Kelton family like hungry wolves. A piece of fat, waiting for its weak day.

Anna on the bed heard the noise in the room, and asked Alan worriedly, "Is your brother laughing? What are you doing and why are you making such a big move." Anna's voice gradually calmed the crazy Allen.

Allen struggled to get up, Cynthia threw away the stick in his hand and looked at Allen calmly, "I regret your experience, but it is wrong to be wrong. This cannot be the reason for your crime."

Enoch's character who has been missing for a night will definitely be very anxious and can't be delayed here. When Cynthia was about to leave, he ran into Anna coming here. Anna looked at Cynthia coming out of the house in surprise, and then smiled again, "Miss Cynthia, are you playing games with your brother?"

Alan's weak voice came from inside the house, "Anna don't come here, go to bed and lie on the bed, brother is alright."

Cynthia glanced at Anna, who was having difficulty walking. Every step was like walking on a sharp knife, pale like a fragile butterfly. She was shaking her wings desperately to escape the cold winter, but where is the warm spring?

She supported the surrounding supports and walked towards Cynthia a little bit. The exhausted Anna fell to the ground. This kind of Anna moved Cynthia with compassion, "Your brother is okay, it's so cold, I will help. You go to bed."

Allen heard Anna talking with the girl from the cubicle. With that girl’s skill, he was afraid that she would hurt Anna. He crawled out of the cubicle with difficulty and saw that the girl and Anna were close, thinking that she would attack Anna. He roared angrily: "What are you doing, let go of Anna quickly."

Anna saw Alan covered in blood, and said in a panic: "Brother, why are you injured?"

She anxiously wanted to go to Alan's side, and broke free from Cynthia's arms, her weak body caused her to fall to the ground.

Allen looked at Anna distressedly, "Don't move Anna, brother is okay." He smiled hard and told Anna that he was really okay.

Alan endured the pain and crawled to Anna's side, calming the panicked Anna, "Don't cry, brother doesn't hurt."

Anna cried very sad, "I'm sorry, brother, it's no use for Anna, Anna always troubles you."

Leon has been in this slum for more than an hour, and his deep sense of frustration has brought Leon to the brink of collapse. Where are you Cynthia? His search from building to building was disappointing again and again. He could feel that Cynthia was nearby. He was very afraid of Cynthia’s accident. A gunshot caught Leon’s attention and he ran towards that building quickly. go with.

In the room, Alan pointed his gun at Cynthia. Leon angrily wanted to kill the person who hurt Cynthia. He pulled out the gun from his waist and punched Alan’s right hand. He wanted to deal with Alan immediately. West Asia stopped Leon’s action, "Leon stop, I have already called the police, and the next thing is to the police. There is no need to get myself into trouble because of this."

Cynthia’s words calmed Leon. He was really scared. He didn’t want to live if Cynthia had anything unexpected. He looked at Cynthia with pitiful eyes, like a lost kitten, and Cynthia smiled. Looking at Leon, "Don't worry, it's safe now."

The matter was resolved satisfactorily. After ten minutes, the police surrounded the entire building and arrested the initiator of this terrible incident. Because the gangster was seriously injured, he was taken to the hospital under police custody for treatment. After healed Allen, he would accept the law. Sanctions. As for Alan’s sister Anna, because she had no knowledge of the incident, the police only made a simple transcript of her.

Arman, who was standing next to the police car, saw Cynthia who was about to leave. He walked over. The very gentleman apologized, "Sorry, Miss Samuel, this is Arman, the captain of the operation team this time, because the police You were frightened by your fault, and now I formally apologize to you on behalf of the police."

Leon stood next to Cynthia and looked at the man in front of him guardingly. His sturdy figure was hidden under the police uniform. Leon couldn't understand the masculine atmosphere that Alman exuded at the moment.

Cynthia smiled politely and alienatedly, "I accept your apology, but the police can't be blamed for this incident. Officer Yarman doesn't have to blame himself too much."

Cynthia looked at the frying kitten next to her, her mood became less bad, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly, "Leon, let's go, I'm tired."

Leon reduced his breath, tenderly like a little cat, "Okay, Miss Cynthia."

Yarman's slumped look is particularly good-looking, how can this kid have two faces, really a little monster.

Cynthia in the car looked at Leon who was driving in front and asked, "Leon, you seem to hate it. That's Officer Yarman."

Leon said disgustingly: "It was because of them Miss Cynthia that the accident happened, and he was so stinky, it smells unpleasant."

Cynthia's voice gradually became quieter, "Oh, it turned out to be so, I thought you knew the police officer."

Leon saw Cynthia with a tired face in the mirror, and said distressedly, "Miss Cynthia will be here soon, and you will not speak when you rest."

Cynthia responded to Leon with a milky voice, "Um..."