V2.Chapter 762

Whenever night falls, the devil will come to the world quietly.

Those who regard the devil as a God will start their Carnival at this moment.

The prison guards in the fourth prison area are on the alert and pay close attention to the prisoners who come into the fourth prison area. Although they don't make any mistakes, the look on their faces doesn't dare to let them relax at all.

Fanatical prisoners, trying to suppress the inner agitation.

They, who have not seen women for a long time, will witness with their own eyes tonight that a young girl in this dark world is robbed of her first night by a strong one among them.

Hiding in the cell, Liu Feifei curls up on the cold iron bed, listening to the increasing footsteps outside the cell door. Her heart, which has been devastated, is on the verge of collapse at this moment.

No one can save her. It will be a night of despair.

Liu Feifei, who was once close to the top, was about to be pressed on the bed by a man and violently took away her most precious things.

She has no way to comfort herself, and no way to free herself. In addition to praying for miracles in her heart, she can only place all her hopes on the dagger in her hand.

The dagger was given to her by He Jin.

As a helpless friend, she can only keep her last dignity and do such cruel things.

On one side is Cai Ji, a powerful woman. No matter Liu Feifei or he Jin, they don't have the courage to break through the barrier. They can only accept in silence that the master who was once snatched back from death is her cold and heartless decision.

On the one hand, Hao Ge is unable to resist. In the face of an opponent he can't defeat, Liu Feifei knows what the result of the resistance is.

"Better a broken jade than a broken one."

Touching the cold dagger under his body, Liu Feifei made the final decision.

Even if she died, she had to let ah Jian pay the price. This was her last stubbornness and the last trace of dignity in her life.

The disorderly footsteps outside the cell gradually stopped, but soon after the disorderly footsteps stopped, Liu Feifei heard a clearer footsteps.

"Creak"

The heavy iron door was pushed open, and the short light shone into the cell at this moment.

Curled up on the bed, Liu Feifei's nerves were tense. She watched the light coming in from the iron door of the cell disappear in front of her eyes.

When the iron door was closed again, Liu Feifei could only see clearly in the dark cell. The outline of the man standing at the door could not see the other side clearly.

In fact, she did not want to see the face of "a Jian", which not only had no meaning for her, but even made her feel sick.

The dagger under her body has some temperature. The temperature transferred by Liu Feifei's palm makes the slender dagger seem to have become a part of her body.

"Ah Jian" at the door didn't speak much. He began to take off his prison clothes. He looked like a bloodthirsty devil.

Perhaps in the eyes of a Jian, Liu Feifei, who is curled up on the bed at this time, is the lamb offered to him by people, waiting for him to open his mouth and taste it slowly.

Dark cells, bloodthirsty demons, lambs to be slaughtered, only in medieval Europe will appear the tragic scene, at this moment in the prison of modern civilization.

If you don't see it with your own eyes, who can believe it.

"A Jian" takes off his clothes very fast. Liu Feifei on the bed has seen the source of evil by the dim light. At the moment, he is holding his head high and bursting with anger.

Liu Feifei blushes and subconsciously wants to dodge her eyes, but soon she finds that "ajian" has begun to come to her.

"Stop! I warn you for the last time

Liu Feifei, who had grasped the dagger in his hand, roared at "ajian" in a low voice.

The weak life has no dignity. In this world of the jungle, the only thing that can be left to the weak is their stubborn, which is not worth mentioning.

Warning did not play any role, in the face of a white and panicked lamb, any devil will not stop, and will not have any compassion.

"A Jian" steps closer and closer, the evil in the middle of the body, also has completely entered the line of sight of Liu Feifei.

"I'll fight with you!"

Seeing that "a Jian" was about to get close to him, Liu Feifei, desperate and helpless, gave a roar, took out a slender dagger from under his body, and jumped up from the bed.

Liu Feifei, who is depressed by despair and is about to collapse, doesn't care about anyone, let alone the consequences of her doing so.

Better be broken than broken!

As a woman whose chastity is more important than her life, there is only a last trace of stubbornness left in her heart. Even after this blow, it will be an abyss beyond redemption.

"Ah"

The cry burst out from his chest made Liu Feifei forget everything. The slender dagger in his hand was like a cross endowed with magical power, and he plunged into ah Jian's chest.

The dagger, which was already warm by Liu Feifei, was once again wrapped in boiling blood at the moment when it pierced into ah Jian's chest, and the temperature also rose again.

"A Jian" with a dagger in his chest stretched out his hands and tried to push Liu Feifei away, but he didn't let his hand touch Liu Feifei's body, so he was pierced by the dagger again.

Liu Feifei's face was covered with blood, as if stimulated by the smell of blood in the air. The dagger in his hand kept piercing into the man's body until the body of the dagger began to curl.

This is not the first time that Liu Feifei killed, but it is the first time that she wants to kill so strongly.

When the man in front of her fell to the ground, Liu Feifei stopped as if he had been taken out of his soul. She looked at the man lying on the ground.

"Not him!"

The light in the cell is very dark, shining on the man's face. Although he can't see every detail of his facial features clearly, he can still let Liu Feifei see clearly that the man who was killed is not ah Jian whom she has cursed for a long time.

The body of a man is curled up, and his blood is badly mutilated, and his blood is smudgily flowing like blood. The smell of blood is like perfume, soaking slowly into the surrounding air.

"Bang"

The dagger with curled blade slipped from Liu Feifei's hand and fell on the hard stone slab of the cell.

Fear, like a nightmare, hung over her.

Not because of the killing, not because of the smell of blood in the air, but Liu Feifei began to realize that what happened tonight was not as simple as she looked.

Outside the door of the cell, there was another commotion, followed by the sound of smashing the door.