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Chapter 190 Tonight, no one can escape!
Time passed by minute by minute.

Under Annie's uneasy gaze, it finally reached midnight.

December 15th has arrived.

Anne looked at the bird stand by the window.

The cashmere shawl remained completely still.

The parrot's convex outline remained motionless; the parrot seemed to be truly asleep.

Perhaps it was just a normal parrot, a normal gift, and she was overthinking it.

But Annie dared not draw any conclusions and remained vigilant at all times.

She quietly slipped the gun she had hidden under her pillow into her sleeve.

She had been wearing riding clothes for the past few days; the puffy sleeves could hide a lot of things, and the close-fitting trousers made it easier to escape.

She was well prepared.

At the slightest sign of trouble, they would run away immediately.

Just as Anne was staring at the cashmere shawl, slightly distracted...

The floral pattern on the cashmere shawl moved slightly, then moved slightly again.

Before Annie could react, the parrot hidden under the shawl spread its wings and actually flew out.

Colorful feathers pierced the stillness of the night.

The light cut through the darkness of the room.

Countless thin, long threads flashing with orange light entered Anne's vision. The threads were continuous and then surged, flying towards Anne's hands, feet, and neck.

It's mental strength!

Anne's eyes widened in horror, and she turned and ran.

However, the mental energy arrived faster than she had imagined, entangling her hands and feet the instant she turned around.

Her hands and feet were bound by mental energy, leaving her suspended in mid-air. A ring of mental energy also wrapped around her neck, barely choking her breath so as not to cause her too much discomfort, while still being able to grip her neck just right and snap it at any moment.

Parrots enjoy torturing their food.

Give them a glimmer of hope, then extinguish it; give them a glimmer of hope again, then extinguish it once more.

Watching them teeter on the edge of suffering.

This kind of stimulation will make the meat firmer and more elastic.

The parrot flew over.

Tilting his head, he carefully examined his food for the day.

It's a beautiful food, with delicate skin and tender flesh, and a charming appearance, making it perfect for eating raw.

It stuck out its tongue and excitedly licked Annie's face.

The salty, bloody saliva made Annie feel nauseous.

She suppressed her nausea and cried out for help: "Help! Help! Someone come quick! There's a monster in the room!"

There was no one outside.

Her shouts made no noise.

The parrot twitched its brow, clearly enjoying Annie's panicked and desperate struggle, and licked her again.

The more it struggles, the more it likes it.

"Help! Someone, come quick!"

"Help! Help! There's a monster in my room!!!"

Annie kept calling out.

The parrot kept licking.

In the dimly lit room, the man and the parrot worked together inexplicably well, neither stopping the other.

By the end, Annie was exhausted, her head drooping as she gasped for breath.

The parrot, however, continued licking Annie tirelessly.

After licking the left cheek, it licked the right cheek, and after licking the right cheek, it went to lick the left cheek again.

Annie felt disgusted, tilted her head, and bumped the parrot hard.

The parrot noticed Annie's actions and, instead of avoiding her, excitedly went to greet her.

It was sent flying by Annie's impact.

Its wings fluttered in the air, making its feathers even more vibrant.

It likes this female.

Like it very much.

It must torture this female thoroughly, leaving her covered in wounds before enjoying her; that way, she'll taste even more delicious!

The parrot approached Annie again.

Anne tilted her head, still trying to attack the parrot, when she suddenly caught a figure pressed against the door out of the corner of her eye. She turned around and immediately shouted, "Mene! Help me! There's a monster in the room! Minnie, please help me! I'm scared!"

Mennie stood at the doorway holding a bowl of sweet soup.

Hearing Annie's call, she twitched her brow and looked up at the lock on the door.

"Mene, help me, help me, I'm scared."

"Mene, save me..."

“Mene…”

Mennie sighed.

My gaze lingered on the lock, and in less than a second, it unlocked itself.

It fell to the ground with a "thud".

Mennie pushed open the door and went into the room.

……

……

The door is wide open.

The light from the doorway rushed in all at once.

The parrot was surprised that someone was still unafraid of death and walked in. It narrowed its eyes and turned to look at the person who came in.

Meni is not tall and is a bit chubby. Standing against the light in the middle of the doorway, she blocked most of the light, making the shadows even darker and making it difficult to see her face for a moment.

She raised her head slightly, her honest features emerging from the shadows. Meeting the parrot's terrifying gaze and the Second Miss suspended in mid-air, she jumped in fright and shouted, "Monster! There's a monster! A monster has kidnapped the Second Miss!"

Mennie spilled all the sweet soup in her hand, splashing it directly onto the parrot.

The parrot was in pain and was momentarily unable to react.

Annie's mental strength weakened, giving her a chance to escape.

Anne fell from the sky and crashed heavily to the ground. Her body was in great pain, but she didn't have time to cry out. She mustered her strength and grabbed Mennie, who was standing there stunned, and shouted, "Mennie, run!"

She led Mennie and ran out of the room.

Realizing what was happening, the parrot quickly spread its wings and gave chase.

Annie's hands had just been bound by mental energy, preventing her from taking out the pistol hidden in her sleeve. Now she was running while simultaneously trying to draw her gun.

She held the miniature pistol in her hand and pulled the trigger the instant the parrots approached.

Anne had practiced shooting since she was a child and could handle any gun with ease. The bullet shot out of the barrel, carrying a thick smell of gunpowder, and struck the parrot directly between the eyebrows.

Parrots have small heads, making it even more difficult to aim at the center of their forehead.

Annie missed her first shot, so she quickly fired a second one.

The bullet grazed the parrot's scalp.

We were so close to succeeding.

Anne's eyes narrowed, and she was about to fire a third shot.

Mennie, who was next to her, twisted her ankle and fell down.

Driven by her survival instinct, Annie kept running, her eyes fixed on the parrot, completely unaware that Mennie had disappeared from her side.

She then aimed at the parrot.

Suddenly, the parrot squawked and flew behind her, showing no intention of attacking her.

See this.

Annie ran forward frantically.

Perhaps something tripped the parrot, giving her a chance to escape. She must seize the opportunity and flee this place quickly.

Halfway there, Annie finally realized something was wrong: Mennie was gone.

She quickly turned around.

The orange light surged into Anne's eyes again, but this time, it bound Mennie.

Meni was suspended in mid-air, her plump body twisting uncomfortably, her honest face contorted into a ferocious expression.

"Help! Help! Help!"

Meni cried out for help in a state of panic.

But they didn't know who to call for help.

She was just a lowly maid; at that moment, who would care about her life and rush to save her?

She was desperate.

She was even more desperate than Annie had been.

They didn't even dare to look in the direction Annie left.

She knew she had been abandoned.

Looking back will only increase despair.

"boom!"

A bullet whizzed past Mennie and struck the parrot beside her with perfect accuracy.

"boom!"

Another gunshot pierced the sky.

A large net, crackling with electricity, flew over.

The net caught the ferocious parrot.

The powerful force propelled the parrot backward, away from Menie.

The orange spiritual energy plunged into the darkness and disappeared.

Mennie fell to the ground, staring incredulously in the direction the gun had been fired.

Anne held a gun in each hand, the muzzles still smoking, thin white smoke rising upwards. Her delicate features revealed an unusual calmness through the smoke.

Seeing that Meni was out of danger, Annie ran over and helped her up. "Let's go, let's go quickly."

Mennie looked at Anne.

The fear on his face vanished for a moment, replaced by utter calm.

Unfortunately, Anne was so focused on escaping with Mennie that she didn't see it at all.

Mennie sprained her ankle, and even with Anne's help, she couldn't stand up at all. She tried twice, and each time she fell down halfway up.

Meni collapsed to the ground, looking at her swollen ankle, and said desperately, "Second Miss, you should leave quickly, don't worry about me."

Anne's house was in a very secluded courtyard, with no patrolling guards.

With the manor owner having sent everyone away, it was impossible to ask for help; the only option was to flee for one's life.

"No! You were in danger to save me, I want to take you with me."

Anne took Menie's arm and put it on her shoulder. "I'll carry you on my back."

It took Anne two tries to carry the chubby Mennie on her shoulder.

Mennie felt like a mountain pressing down on her.

It weighed her down so much that she couldn't lift her head and couldn't breathe.

Rao is so.

Anne didn't put Mennie down. Instead, she handed the gun she had been saving to Mennie and said, "Mennie, remember, shoot the parrot as soon as it gets close. Shoot it in the head. Don't be afraid, just aim for its head."

After saying that, Anne picked up Mennie and continued running.

Mennie looked at the back of Anne's head.

His ambiguous gaze flashed with confusion several times, then turned indifferent again and again.

The parrot quickly broke free of the electric fence.

Its colorful form drew a streak of light in the air, comparable to a rainbow.

It was hit by bullets several times, its beautiful feathers burned, and its body became ugly.

It got angry and didn't want to play anymore.

tonight.

No one can escape!
The parrot flew to Annie.

An orange-colored spiritual force spread out, weaving into a vast net that swept down from the sky.

Anne's eyes were flooded with a dense orange light.

Before she could even see clearly, a huge mouth rushed in front of her, its dense teeth biting down hard on her head.

"Mene! Fire!"

Annie called out.

But no one answered her from behind.

Only then did she realize it.

The oppressive force on my back disappeared at some point.

She seems to always be alone.

"boom!"

Just as that mouth came close to her face.

She was so desperate that she didn't know what to do.

She heard gunshots again.

But the bullet was flying towards her!

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