My own war game

Chapter 8 Bloody

"Help!" The voice was not clear, but He Chi was sure he heard it.

Why would someone cry for help at a time like this?

Did the fat landlord use violence?

But it was clearly a man's voice just now.

He Chi took the phone and pressed 911, but hesitated when dialing.

The landlord's character is not very good. If the request for help just now was just two people playing some "little fun" in there, then it is conceivable that the other party may not give me a good face after I call the police.

While he was hesitating, there was a knock on his door.

"He! He! Are you in there? Open the door! Help me!"

There was an anxious shout coming from the door, and He Chi recognized it as the voice of his neighbor, the Mexican girl.

He stood up and tried to open the door, but he still paused at the door and asked through the door, "What happened?"

"Help! Mr. Leon seems to have a heart problem. I can't solve it by myself. Please!" The girl said in a crying voice at the door, still beating on her door with her hands.

It turned out that the landlord had a heart attack, and He Chi then opened the door.

The young girl was seen standing at the door barefoot and wearing only underwear, shivering. "Help me, he is too heavy, I can't move him."

He Chi rushed into the house, and as soon as he opened the door, an unpleasant smell rushed into his nose.

He found clothes and leather shoes scattered all over the floor, and the landlord, whose face could not be seen clearly, was lying naked on the big bed inside, motionless.

He Chi walked over and tried to rescue him, but when he got close, a strong sense of disobedience arose in his heart.

Doesn't he have a heart condition?
Why don't you put your hands on your chest?
The landlord's hands covering his neck look familiar. Have I seen it somewhere?

Suddenly a scene flashed through He Chi’s mind like lightning!

He had seen this look before. The German who fell down after he cut his throat in the copy looked like this.

Slit throat?!
He remembered

That smell just now was the smell of blood!!
An electric current rushed from the coccyx to the brain, and the hairs all over his body stood up. A huge sense of crisis surrounded He Chi, just like he was facing a grenade that was about to explode in a trench.

The body suddenly rushed forward!
There was a burning sensation on my back!

There was a sticky liquid flowing down, it was slippery, he was familiar with this feeling, his back was injured.

He Chi endured the pain and turned around, with his back against the wall. He saw a strange scene.

The neighbor, a charming girl, was standing behind him, holding a sharp short blade with blood stains on it.

The girl had only a few strips of cloth on her body, and her naked skin was almost transparent under the mottled light in the room. A few drops of blood splattered on her snow-white underwear and bare ankles.

It was a kind of weird beauty and horror.

The panicked expression had disappeared, replaced by a look like a cat playing with a mouse. The girl fiddled with the knife in her hand and said in a joking tone:

"You actually dodged it? I'm really surprised. Was it because I didn't act well? Or is your intuition sharper than that of ordinary people?"

"Why did you attack me? I'm just a student and I haven't offended anyone." He Chi spoke against the wall, cold sweat streaming down his temples. His mind was spinning rapidly. The tumor in his head would not take his life now, but a knife could.

"You're just unlucky. You saw and heard things you shouldn't know. As for..." The woman shrugged, "Forget it. You're going to die anyway. It doesn't matter."

The woman raised her hand, and the sharp blade pierced down from above! The target was He Chi's chest!
Puff! Something was penetrated.

A pillow.

He Chi picked up a pillow from the side to block the sharp blade, then turned his wrist hard and threw the pillow out. The huge rotational force made the knife in the woman's hand fly out.

With a dull thud, the knife landed on the wooden cabinet nearby.

The woman looked at her empty hands and looked at He Chi in surprise. "I'm really a little surprised. Do you have experience in hand-to-hand combat? Are you in the same industry?"

He Chi didn't say anything, but just stared at the other person. He could tell that the woman opposite him was not an ordinary person.

But after all, she had no weapons in her hands. She had good physical fitness and fitness due to long-term rock climbing. The other person's slender figure did not look like a strong type. Maybe she had a chance.

He Chi rushed out suddenly and pounced on the woman with the movement of a football quarterback sprinting on a college campus. As long as he could get close to her, he had full confidence that he could suppress her.

Facing the aggressive He Chi, the woman raised the corners of her mouth slightly, looking like she was mocking a jackal baring its teeth at a lion.

The two people were only half a meter apart. He Chi could even see the other person's slender neck right next to his finger. He could even break it with his hand.

But He Chi's body froze, and then retreated with great inertia.

Snapped!
The movement was almost invisible as a whip kick hit He Chi's waist hard, attacking his kidney. He bent over in pain and was almost unable to stand up.

"I feel like I'm being looked down upon." The woman retracted her snow-white thighs and moved her toes playfully.

"This is about 700 pounds. In a one-on-one situation, I can probably fight better than a professional Muay Thai boxer."

cough~
He Chi coughed violently. The pain made his vision blurry. The number [357:22:51] in his right eye began to shake violently and the font became unclear.

Just like when I was about to die.

Damn it! What did he do then?

The memories of the past few days revolved in my mind like a kaleidoscope, finally freezing on a battlefield filled with smoke.

A silver coin fell into He Chi's palm and slowly dissipated.

The girl in her underwear walked over, pulled out her dagger from the pillow, and approached He Chi again by shaking her wrist.

"Okay, just consider it as helping me and don't resist anymore. I don't make much money from this order. There are other colleagues around here. I really don't want to get in trouble with the police. Just be good and die quickly. It won't hurt much. Please."

She said the coldest words in a coquettish tone.

The dagger stabbed at He Chi who was bending over, this time aiming at his neck.

Snap! The dagger was pulled crooked.

The two people were only a few inches apart. He Chi put his hand on the girl's wrist, slapped the knife away in her incredible gaze, and then threw the woman out like a windmill!

The woman was thrown two meters away but then she regained her balance.

"Are these things being taught in universities now?" Looking at He Chi who had stood up again, the woman could not hide the surprise in her eyes this time.

He Chi didn't say anything, but just stood up silently and took a defensive posture.

【Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu V2】

(End of this chapter)