After a period of dizziness, Anqing's head finally regained its clarity under Yusheng's constant calling.
Xiaoxiao and Wenwen were right in front of her without even looking back.
She squinted her eyes and hesitated for a moment, and finally decided He took a long breath and continued to follow.
Turning around on the eighth floor, going downstairs and taking the stairs, looking at the familiar floor number on the seventh floor in the stairwell, he must be going to the security room.
An Qing thought of this, and his heart sank a little bit.
The familiar corridor, dim lights, and the opened security room door all told An Qing that her worries had become a reality.
An Qing bit her lower lip silently, took a deep breath, and followed Xiaoxiao and Wenwen in.
The smell of blood still hasn't dissipated.
It seems that the smell of rust is mixed with some kind of cloying sweetness.
It's so strong that it makes you nauseous.
There are no lights in the security room, and it's a little dark, but it's still dark.
Under the dim light of the corridor, An could still see a few familiar figures inside.
Soon after, several more figures came in, and they were familiar people.
An Qing looked at it and became even more wary.
She no longer wanted to stay here, and at this time, the door of the security room closed with a bang. .
An Qing was startled when he heard the sound, and hurriedly looked back, only to find that no one in the room was surprised except himself.
He seemed to have been used to it.
"Sister Xiaoxiao, when will this end?"
Wenwen's cry sounded in the corner.
An Qing glanced there in surprise, but met Xiaoxiao's gaze.
Wenwen was not the only one crying in the room, but most of the people were crying with suppressed voices.
The cries choked in the throat made the atmosphere in the room extremely depressing.
But that was it.
No one among these people would comfort each other.
No one will get close to each other, everyone is always wary of each other An Qing didn't know what happened, but from the state of these people, she vaguely felt a sense of inexplicable panic.
It was human instinct.
An Qing was standing closest to the door.
She tentatively reached out and pulled the door open. , only to find that the door seemed to be welded shut.
An Qing's heart skipped a beat, and the feeling of danger in the air became a little stronger at this moment.
She glanced around, and then quietly shrank her petite body behind a table, and everyone who had been quiet at this time, But without any warning, they suddenly started fighting each other.
It was a real bloody and cruel beating, a real cruelty that wanted to kill someone.
Fists, feet, and even mouths were all used.
There was no distinction between men and women.
All you heard was "puff".
The sound, "click, click" of bones breaking, and the smell of blood getting stronger and stronger in the air.
An Qing was not involved.
She tried hard to hide herself, but it was obvious that someone didn't want to let her go.
An Qing didn't know how Wenwen got through those people and came to her side.
As soon as she came over, she started to take action.
The hardest elbow of her arm was aimed at An Qing's temple.
She used her left leg with enough strength, and with the sound of wind, Kicked An Qing hard in the abdomen and ribs Dodging the fatal blow to the temple, An Qing was about to be kicked in the ribs by Wenwen, losing his fighting power.
He was even more likely to be kicked directly into the melee.
Wenwen had a cruel smile on his lips, which was no longer there.
He lost his previous vulnerability, and his eyes were full of viciousness that could kill people.
An Qing turned her head to avoid her elbow, and rolled back on the table to avoid the calculated kick.
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However, the kick she raised her leg to hit Wenwen's cheek firmly.
Suddenly, the price was that her shoulder hit the table and fell to the ground. tgt ttrgt: