Seven Hundred and Ninety My Eyes
The surrounding trees move without wind, and behind the wooden houses surrounded by fences, there is a green bamboo forest. The straight bamboo poles gradually bend and rupture, as if they cannot hold the pressure, and a bamboo slowly splits into countless pieces. The strips, like noodles, were jumping on the roof. * WwW.suimeng.lā
The laughter stopped slowly, the bamboo stick was drawn towards the men on the open space, they avoided in a hurry, and one of the men stood still, letting the bamboo stick pull his back, his face was distorted, his eyes There was a sudden explosion, as if something was growing in the brain, and two eyeballs were suddenly squeezed out from the eye sockets.
The whipping of the bamboo strips was An Ran's anger, and the person whose eyes were squeezed out was the masterpiece of Little Mint, who had never been seen in the car from beginning to end.
In the chaos, someone yelled, "Stop, stop, we're just joking, stop, let the two beauties down!"
The shot is extraordinary, do you want to continue to test it?
Everyone is not a fool, watching the surrounding bamboo forests move automatically without wind, it is obviously the work of a master.
While talking, the net that hung An Ran and Zhao Ru was let down, the bamboo sticks on the roof stopped beating, someone rushed into the room, and brought out Tang Siluo who was holding the child, Tang Siluo Followed by Zhang Boxun and other men whose hands and feet were bound.
"My eyes, my eyes, oh my eyes~~~"
In the open space, the man whose eyeballs were pushed out of his sockets covered the two blood holes on his face and rolled on the ground. He still didn't understand what happened to him, but he felt a severe headache and his eyes went dark. I can't see anything.
In the fallen leaves, An Ran helped Zhao Ru up, and picked off the fallen leaves on her body. Seeing the ground thorns receding in front of her, Gu Xiang grabbed Tang Siluo's arm, brought her over, and walked to An Ran. in front of.
Zhen Xuejiu, who was carrying her luggage, also hurriedly sneaked into Zhang Boxun's side, and walked to An Ran's camp with the other prisoners.
An Ran finished picking the last fallen leaf on her body before looking up at Tang Siluo. This Tang Siluo's face was covered with tears, and she was holding a large white towel in her arms. Inside the towel was a small, only a little bit bigger. Child, this child was not born at full term, it looks like the size of a rabbit.
"Who does this look like?"
An Ran stretched out her hand and parted the white towel from Tang Siluo's arms, revealing a glowing red child. The child was asleep with her eyes closed, but the child who hadn't grown up was not her own, and An Ran couldn't recognize it. This looks like Lei Jiang, or Chen Chaofa.
Tang Siluo's face was depressed, she didn't speak, and she didn't look at the child in her arms. An Ran glanced at her, let Tang Siluo hold the child, got into the car dully, and sat in the passenger seat.
They only brought a car this time, so naturally they couldn't take so many people away. An Ran looked at Zhang Boxun and the others, except for their hands and feet being bound by iron chains, there was no scar on their bodies, presumably they were cured by Liu Shasha Now, walking back by yourself shouldn't be a problem.
Then she nodded, and glanced at the small gathering place of survivors again. She counted left and right. Apart from women and people still in the house, there were only twenty or thirty people, and she said:
"It's not easy to survive in the world. Every group has its own way of life. I won't stand on the moral high ground to tell you what to do. I'll just talk about what happened today. You didn't cause me any harm today. Then take today If the eyeball of one of you is caught, it will be evened out, and the rest will not be held against you."