city ​​charmer

Under the violent impact, sharp pain came from his head, and Bai Ye was awakened by the pain.He struggled to touch his head, only to realize that his whole body was tied up, he couldn't move at all, and there were still a pair of hands wandering around his body.

Can't be messed up!Bai Ye warned himself.Unlike in the dark passage, he could choose to leave at that time, but the current situation is not good, he can't panic, there is no Qiao Lingxi here to save him.

Bai Ye's sense of self-help was overwhelming.

It was still dark in front of him, and in the dark state, Bai Ye's senses were extraordinarily sensitive.The hands moved to the wrists, and the strangle marks on the wrists deepened a few times.The body was lifted suddenly and tied to the post behind him.

Bai Ye opened his mouth, his throat felt as if it had been burned, it was so astringent that he couldn't make a sound.The hands walked around the body again, and finally stopped at the neck. The buttons of the shirt were unbuttoned, and the unbuttons were very slow, and there was a cool feeling on the chest.

How could Bai Ye think that it would be like this, there was a hand on his chest, and he was touching it around, and Bai Ye's face turned green.You beat me, why are you touching me!

"Which bastard... touch your uncle!"

With a hoarse voice, Bai Ye squeezed out a word.

The other party didn't talk to him, and his hands were still groping on his chest.

"Which..."

"Fuck!"

Bai Ye let out a muffled cry, his face deformed.A knife was cut across the chest, the cut was large but not deep.The wound was below the collarbone, and blood gushed out, reddening the entire chest.

Bai Ye's chest was not cold all of a sudden, it was scorching hot, so hot that he was sweating profusely, grinning his teeth.

"It's really hands-on."

Bai Ye thought in his heart: I really shouldn't talk nonsense!

"Your body is very good, the blood is bright red, and I can feel the abundant energy in your body. It's great to be full of energy."

The voice is somewhat familiar.Bai Ye forced himself to forget the pain, recalling this voice, whether he heard it somewhere.

"Who are you? A murderous maniac?" Bai Ye didn't know who it was.

"We've met before." A faint voice sounded.

Those hands no longer rested on his chest, but turned behind Bai Ye's ears, and he untied the black cloth that was blindfolding his eyes.

The dazzling light came into view, Bai Ye squinted his eyes, and it took him a long time to get used to it, and the doubled faces in front of him finally merged into one.

It really is you!The boy's uncle!

"What did you do to the boy!"

Bai Ye stared at Uncle Bailian's sullen face. Before he was tied up, the boy was beside him.

The white-faced uncle smiled coldly, "You should worry about yourself."

"Where is the boy!"

The white-faced uncle ignored Bai Ye. He turned around and walked to the table, fiddling with a machine as big as a shoebox, surrounded by a dozen small glass bottles, some were empty, and some had a faint blue light inside, like It's like turning off fireflies.

Bai Ye struggled several times, he was tied so tightly that he couldn't move at all.Turning his head to look at the room, there is no window in the room, only dim light, day and night cannot be distinguished, there are several rooms next to it, connected to this room, and there is no sign of the boy.

Bai Ye finally looked at Uncle Pale Face.

"Did you kill the person in the previous report?"

"What do you think?" The white-faced uncle replied without raising his head.

"It's you!"

"Why don't you suspect the kid, just because he looks smaller?"

The white-faced uncle curled up into a smile, his coldness seeping through.

"He is just a child, how could he kill people." Bai Ye was firm.

"Child? Hahaha." The white-faced uncle laughed, "That's his real appearance, you have never seen him, and 16 years old is not considered a child."

Bai Ye's heart tightened suddenly. He always thought that the boy was only twelve or thirteen years old, but he didn't expect that he was already sixteen.

The kid was very strong, he hit the back of his hand, and the back of his hand turned black.Bai Ye didn't know why these thoughts popped up in his mind, so he quickly drove these thoughts away.

"Even if the boy is not a child, compared to you, he is extremely innocent!"

The white-faced uncle smiled, "Why don't you know, I'm so innocent?"

"I'm not a fool!"

"Hahaha, very few fools call themselves stupid." The white-faced uncle said deliberately.

Bai Ye didn't bother to talk to him, so he shut up and didn't speak.He is not afraid of fighting with his mouth, but the wound on his collarbone is still bleeding, he is a little dizzy now, and he dare not expend too much energy.

After waiting for a while, the white-faced uncle was still tinkering, but Bai Ye couldn't take it anymore.His chest was covered in blood. Although the wound was not as severe as before, it was still dripping blood, and the blood even soaked his pants. If it wasn't for Bai Ye's good physique, he would have passed out now.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

"You'll know this later." The white-faced uncle raised his eyes and glanced at him.

"I'll be a mummy later, you don't want a mummy!"

Bai Ye gritted his teeth. He didn't want to end his life in this way. He also wanted to marry a wife and have children, and enjoy the beautiful little life in the world.

"Mummy? Well, not bad."

The white-faced uncle actually nodded.

"Your uncle's!"

After a while, Bai Ye blinked his eyes twice, no, if this continues, he will really become a mummy, life is the most important thing.Bai Ye once again displayed his good temper of being cowardly.

"Handsome guy, don't you think the smell of blood in the room is terrible? Even if it's not for me, for yourself, let's stop it."

The white-faced uncle stopped what he was doing, and he was indeed a soft-hearted person. He turned to look at Bai Ye with approval in his eyes.

"The smell of blood is really bad."

Bai Ye's eyes lit up, and he quickly put up a smiling face, "That's right, you stop the bleeding first, and then think of other ways to torture me, so I just turn into a mummy. It's so boring. You worked so hard to tie me up. Come on, don't play more tricks."

The white-faced uncle looked at the smiling face, and the corner of his mouth curled up into a smile. He walked up to Bai Ye's side, and raised his hand to rub against his face.The skin is silky smooth and feels extremely tactile. It is not only rich in collagen of young and fresh meat, but also has a fairer and more delicate skin texture than women's.

"The skin is so good."

The white-faced uncle sighed from the bottom of his heart.

Bai Ye suppressed the disgust in his heart. A normal man would not be disgusted by being touched like this by a man, but his life is not guaranteed yet. No matter how hard Bai Ye responds, he still puts on a smiling face.

"The skin is so good, it's a pity to become a mummy. You can stop the bleeding and let me torture you slowly. I heard that murderers get pleasure by torturing people, right? It’s so boring to kill, you can play for a few more days. Or tied for a few more days, you think of a perfect killing plan, and then implement it.”

Bai Ye has played to the extreme of cowardly and life-threatening!Give the killer an idea!

The white-faced uncle raised his eyebrows, and naturally knew Bai Ye's intentions.

"You have quite a lot of tricks, kid."

"Life is alive, don't you just want to have fun, I want you to have fun for two days."

Bai Ye understands the appearance of righteousness, and is particularly in need of beating.

The white-faced uncle laughed, and moved the hand still on his face to his mouth. He pinched Bai Ye's lower lip, and the smile on his face became more and more ferocious.

"You talk too much with your mouth."

"Ah... it hurts! It hurts!"

Bai Ye squeezed out a few words between his teeth, and the flesh on his lower lip was almost crushed by Uncle Bailian.

Because of the pain, Bai Ye's body couldn't stop shaking, and the wound under the collarbone was bleeding more, and there were blisters.

Never struggle!Bai Ye clenched his fists and warned himself.But the lower lip is a very sensitive place, and it hurts when pinched.In the end, he closed his eyes directly, without speaking or moving, and let the white-faced uncle pinch him.

Bai Ye seemed to have had a dream, dreaming that he had returned to his grandfather's old house.Grandpa's study has been closed tightly, leaving him alone in the yard.Bai Ye had been starving for two days and ate everything he could eat, but he was still so hungry that his heart ached.

There is a big jujube tree in the old courtyard, which is thicker than the mouth of the well, but the jujubes on it are bright red and crisp, hanging from the eaves.Seven or eight-year-old Xiao Bai Ye's mouth was swollen, and his lower lip was sore.

He scratched up with his two little hands, but he couldn't climb up.Little Baiye also worked hard, digging at the tree trunk with his small hands, ignoring the broken nails, he climbed several meters in a daze.The nearest jujube was in front of him, Xiao Baiye grabbed a handful of jujubes, which were still slightly dewy, and put them in his pocket.Xiao Baiye was going to eat after he got down from the tree, but unfortunately, the back of his trousers was hanging on the branch, and he was stuck in the tree, unable to get down no matter what.

"Help! Grandpa! Grandpa save me!"

After Xiao Baiye yelled for half an hour, the door of the study was still closed tightly, and he seemed to be alone in the courtyard. Xiao Baiye was tired of shouting, and cried while eating jujubes, hanging on for a long time.

Just when Xiao Baiye was about to give up and was about to sleep on the tree, he saw a figure at the door with a red light on his body.Xiao Baiye yelled, "Help! Help!".The figure finally came over, and Xiao Baiye could see the figure clearly.

Qiao Lingqi!

Qiao Lingqi still looked the same, with a tall body in a black suit and slightly pursed lips.He walked under the tree, looked at Xiao Baiye's silly boy, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

How can I dream of Qiao Lingqi, I look like a child, why is he still like this.How could I dream and know Qiao Lingxi?

Bai Ye didn't care about it and shouted. "Qiao Lingxi, you are about to save me! What are you doing standing there!"

Qiao Lingqi was still standing under the tree, with his arms folded in front of his chest, watching Xiao Baiye open his teeth and claws quietly. He didn't seem to be reading a joke, but he never thought of joining hands. He just stood quietly, quietly Watching quietly.

"Qiao Lingqi! Come and save me, I'm so hung up that my brain is congested, get me down quickly!"

Qiao Lingqi still didn't move, but Xiao Baiye became anxious and shouted at the top of his voice.

"Qiao Lingqi! Save me!"

"Qiao Lingqi! Save me!"

Bai Ye yelled, and because he was so excited, he opened his eyes suddenly.The surrounding area is no longer an old courtyard house, but a windowless room with dim lights.Bai Ye was not hung on the jujube tree, but was tied to a pillar. Only then did he realize that he was tied up, and there was no Qiao Lingqi, only the white-faced uncle who abused him.

He was just in so much pain that he fell asleep instead.

"It might as well be hung on a tree."

Bai Ye sighed. There were still big red dates on the tree. Although he was hung upside down and his brain congested, it was better than bleeding out.

Thinking of this, Bai Ye was so clever, he wouldn't bleed dry!He hastily lowered his head, and what pierced into his pupils was not a patch of blood-stained skin, but thick black hair.Only then did Bai Ye see that there was a person in front of him who was treating his wound.

"Xiaobai, are you awake?"

The kid raised his head and looked at Bai Ye, with sadness in his eyes and red and swollen eyes, as if he had cried.