Chapter 81

With a crisp sound, there was a pool of eye-catching and eye-catching tomato sauce on the ground, which stimulated me to calm down.

What am I doing?

When my aunt was raped by her nephew in heat, she could keep her calm and rational thinking. She almost reversed her absolute disadvantage several times and broke the dilemma she faced.

She has been using her own textbook-like way of dealing with crises and setting an example for me. The more critical the moment, the more I need to calm down. In addition to letting myself die faster, she can only die more ugly.

And I have always been secretly proud of my appearance and physique, agility and courage, and I boast about protecting this and that, as if only I can bring happiness to them.

Once I encountered a dilemma that I could not break even if I tried my best, my true colors would be revealed instantly. I was as panicked as a fly with a broken head. As expected, my aunt's previous evaluation of me: I have not lost my childishness, but I am just a child.

I raised my hand and slapped myself twice, reminding myself to remember why the two slaps I was getting gradually dissipated, and I regained my calmness and rationality. At this moment, I have a spirit of unchanging color while the mountain collapsed before me. Is this the so-called maturity feeling?

After completing the sublimation of the skull, I no longer practice my body like a fool, venting my emotions on things outside my body. I even feel that this bottle of ketchup that I broke is really a pity. After all, such a bad thing is now a scarce resource.

I suddenly realized that I was a bit perverted. My growth was based on forcing my aunt. It was true that every successful man had an outstanding woman under him...

I picked up the broom and walked to the wall. I carefully cleaned the scattered glass slags and bright red jam. Suddenly my mind became excited as if it was over electricity.

The tomato sauce that was crushed to pieces sputtered out from the landing point, but the bright red track came to an abrupt end at the corner between the floor and the wall, and the painted snow-white wall left no mark.

My breathing became rapid, and an answer that was about to come out was vividly released on the paper. I immediately tried to verify my guess at all costs. The corner of my mouth was involuntarily touched the pain on my face. I remembered that I had just slapped myself twice, so I couldn't hold back and was filled with joy?

Are you worthy of my aunt’s passive sacrifice for my growth?

I quickly suppressed my excitement. What if this was a trick or something like an instant trap?

I didn't have the ability to call out thirty lives, and only once precious life can't afford to throw stones and ask for directions. I raised the broom in my hand and explored the suspicious wall

As I expected, the broom penetrated the cement wall that should have been blocked without any obstacles. This huge discovery made me excited, but I still grabbed the broom firmly in my hand, drew a circle at my current position, exploring whether this illusory space can accommodate my passage.

After I hit the end of the surroundings, I pulled the broom back. I was in a complicated mood. The result of the exploration told me that the seemingly intact wall actually had an invisible opening the size of the main door, which means that after my aunt and I entered the room, the security door and the wall next to me changed a little, and they were in the position where they should have stayed, and I was there stupidly pounding the cement wall for a long time.

I couldn't help but think that if this phenomenon had always existed, wouldn't my aunt have been hit by me several times for no reason?

Looking at the intact bristles on the broom, I decided to be more cautious and turned on the video mode of the phone with only 20% of its battery, tied it to the tip of the broom and poked it out.

I adjusted the angle left and right inside the door to make the shooting content richer as much as possible. In about three minutes, I pulled the broom back. This amount of power cannot withstand too long to rush.

I pulled off the tape used for fixing, and I picked up the phone and started playing it back. With just one glance, my chin was almost dropped.

The camera recorded the image is completely different from what you see when you look out through the air wall at the door.

If you go out from this position, you should face the wall outside the door, but the camera's perspective is straight towards the corridor.

The corridor, which originally thought there was no change, was copied and pasted hundreds of meters by some force. Every few steps on both sides of the corridor, there was a door densely arranged to the end. The elevator, which was previously only ten meters away from our room, was also pushed a hundred meters away.

Just as I was shocked by the chaos of the space, I noticed that there seemed to be a figure lying in front of the elevator door at the end of the corridor in the distance.

Since I did not adjust the multiple of the shooting, it didn't look real. I pressed my fingers on the screen, forced to enlarge and check it. The picture became very blurry. I could vaguely recognize that the man seemed to be a girl, and he had short hair. He seemed to be wearing something on his body. He was stretching out his hand high towards our room, as if he was asking for help.

Short hair?

girl?

I remember that the only short-haired girl in the hotel is the only mother!!!

I was struck by lightning, and I could no longer care about any thoughts. I took every step of the way, threw away my phone, protected my head with both hands, and ran into the invisible opening on the wall.

Fortunately, I did not encounter any obstacles this time. After working hard on my aunt for several hours, I finally successfully stood outside the door, although there was no causal relationship between the two.

As soon as I stepped out of the room where I had been imprisoned for most of the day, I heard a cry for help vaguely, but because the distance was too far, the sound seemed to be heard, and I focused on the direction of the elevator, and there was indeed a person lying there.

The man seemed to have noticed my appearance, straightened up and kept waving his hands towards me.

Although it is a hundred meters apart, thanks to my 20-year-old vision and the icing on the cake of the system, after careful look, I finally saw the man's face clearly

It's really a mother!

Something must have happened to her, otherwise she would not have been lying on the ground like a slut. I didn't have time to think about it and rushed towards my mother before I could even think about it.

However, the corridor seemed to have been stretched for only a hundred meters. In fact, I took a big step and rushed for forty or fifty meters. The distance between me and my mother was only shortened a little.

As the distance gradually narrowed, I found that most of my mother's body was wrapped in a pool of dark blue, still squirming mud.

A strong sense of déjà vu emerged in my mind. On the day when my mother and Mi Mingcheng first met, I had a Qingming dream for no reason. My mother's experience in the dream was exactly the same as the current situation. Is that dream a warning or a warning?

Thinking of my mother's bloody look in her dream, I dare not think about it carefully. My mother must be extremely desperate and frightened at this moment. I just want to be able to arrive at her side as soon as possible and rescue her safely

I squeezed the air from my lungs, kept my breathing regularly, and sprinted as fast as possible

It cannot be messed up, facts have proved that the more messed up, the further you will be from the goal you want to achieve

Just when I finally ran halfway from my mother, the door of my mother's room was suddenly opened from the inside, and a figure walked out carefully

It’s actually Mi Mingcheng!

I don't know what happened to them, but it's not surprising that they are separated in this messy space.

At this moment, Mi Mingcheng is closest to his mother, and it is estimated that it is only thirty meters at most. Of course, the distance is actually much longer than it seems, but it is nearly half ahead of me.

Mi Mingcheng obviously noticed his mother in distress and rushed towards her without hesitation. I felt a little relieved. For the first time, I felt so happy to see this man. Although he was my old enemy, Mi Mingcheng's steady and reliableness were recognized by his aunt. As long as he could save his mother, I will officially admit that he has the qualification to compete with me.

I stepped up my pace. Although I really wanted me to save my mother from the sea of ​​fire, my mother's safety was higher than anything else. My heart even began to cheer up Mi Mingcheng.

Didn't you eat?! Run faster for me!!!

Just as Mi Mingcheng got closer to his mother, a sudden change occurred. On the right side of the corridor not far ahead of Mi Mingcheng, two almost side-by-side doors suddenly squirmed, and in the blink of an eye it turned into the stairwell.

Then a shrill scream came from downstairs. I don't know why it was so clear from so far away, but the characteristics of this sound were very obvious.

Something happened to Mi Huahua!

Mi Mingcheng, who was running towards his mother, stopped instantly, and his eyes were constantly turning back and forth in the direction of the sounds of his mother and Mi Huahua.

Mi Mingcheng's expression was struggling, on the one hand, he was a good man who he rarely liked and was willing to spend the rest of his life with, on the other hand, his only daughter, and he also shouldered the promise of his deceased wife.

He didn't dare to look at Zhao Xiaoyun's eyes. His handsome and stylish big back was already dirty and messy. His straight suit was torn and ragged. His face no longer had the confidence and indifferent look of a mature man. Instead, he was replaced by endless fatigue and pain.

During a few breaths, Mi Mingcheng finally lowered his proud head and said softly: Sorry

Turning around, rushing into the stairs resolutely

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