Chapter 1270

Li Beichen, is he really the same kind of person as Qimo?

No!

How could it be?

In the bottom of her heart, she kept denying the truth that was about to come out. She forced herself to calm down and push open the door of the room and go out: anyway, she has to leave here first! She is not sure whether Li Beichen belongs to "good" or "evil", but she can at least confirm that Qimo is "evil"!

She had to get out of here before dark, while his "captivity" was still free.

***

push the door out, and you can hear the voice of Qi Mo calling.

His voice was dignified, and his body was pacing and walking back and forth in the living room. It seems that his situation is not optimistic, and she can hear him say "as soon as possible" and "leave no alive when necessary" Like that.

Xiao Qing frowned and forced down his disgust and disdain. He pretended to be ignorant and went downstairs, passing by his side.

"Where are you going?" He took the phone away a little and asked coldly.

Small clear head also did not lift, did not have good spirit to answer him: "toilet."

Then, regardless of his reaction, she ran into the toilet behind the stairs and slammed the door. Through the wooden door, she could hear him pause for a few seconds, then continue to talk on the phone

Fortunately, he didn't doubt it.

Xiaoqing breathed a sigh of relief and began to escape plan -

this toilet is the smallest in the family, and it is located behind the stairs, which is inconvenient for ventilation. So my father installed a small window in the back to ventilate. Outside the window, she remembered, was the backyard. She could walk around Sijiqing's fence and run to the road.

It's still her territory. It's easier to escape. Xiaoqing took a deep breath, stepped on the toilet water tank and climbed up the window

***

she thinks it should be easy to escape this time, after all, this is her place, and Qimo has no doubt outside.

But --

when she was climbing up the window and was about to jump down, a cold voice came from the corner: "where are you going to go to the toilet?"

With a smile, he came out of the dark, with an interesting arc in his mouth, enjoying her embarrassment in the window. He can only judge her as follows: the brain may be smart, but the acting is pure zero.

She just rushed to the toilet, her eyes were dodging from beginning to end, afraid to look at him, and just looked at him ferociously The thought of running away is too obvious! If he can't observe, his IQ will be negative!

"How could you..." Xiao Qing's body was stiff, and her face changed several times in a complicated way. "You made a phone call outside

"It's finished." Qi Mo shrugged, walked forward a few steps, looked up and asked her, "are you jumping down, or drilling back?"

He looked down and estimated the height of the window - about two meters.

"If you jump, please help yourself." He moved back gentlemanly and gave her enough space and distance. "My arm can't take you yet. If you jump and hurt something Well, I can't run. "

"You Xiaoqing bit his teeth and finally went back to the cave

The next time became more difficult.

Because of the "escape" which had not yet been carried out, Qimo's requirements for her care became significantly higher, and she was required to stay in the field of vision, almost without leaving. Xiaoqingqi sat on the sofa and didn't speak, while Qimo was playing with his gun leisurely in the opposite posture.

"Still thinking about how to escape?" After a long time, he was lazy and looked at her.

Xiao Qing glared at him and didn't speak.

Qi Mo didn't care about her attitude and sneered: "what a coincidence. I'm also thinking about how not to let you escape. I don't want you to disturb my plan. Well, I've come up with two more compromise methods, which can help us get rid of our worries for the time being. Do you want to choose one? "

"If you let go, I won't call the police." Xiao Qing made a direct voice.

Qi Mo almost laughed at such a proposal. He shook his head quietly, and suddenly slapped his gun on the table top -

the metal gun texture collided with the glass table and made a loud noise. Xiaoqing was not surprised. He sat upright reflexively. He just heard Qi Mo speak his first choice slowly.

"I hurt your leg for a while." Seeing that her face turned white, Qi Mo thought for a moment, comforting him and adding, "don't worry, the gunshot wound won't hurt very much. I have the sense of propriety and won't make you disabled. But you can't run. "

"No!" Xiao Qing recoiled reflexively, his face turned white. "If you shoot, there will always be people outside who will hear the news. Even if I don't call the police, others will call the police. You can't escape!"

"But if you want to run, what will you do?" Qi Mo leaned over and seemed to ask seriously. She was scared enough, and then she slowly threw out her second choice --

"there is another way, I don't hurt you, but I can make you obedient."***

"I just don't run!" Before he finished, Xiao Qing shook his head firmly, "I don't choose any of them!"

"That won't work. There's no trust between us." He interrupted her, insisted, then left her alone and went to a closet in the living room, looking up at the contents. "I found other good things in your house."

He murmured slowly. He took out Mu Xiangxian's liquor from the cupboard, looked at the bottle, and suddenly turned to ask her, "how much do you drink?"

Xiao Qing's expression was stiff and immediately shook his head: "I can't drink. Those are good wines that my father has kept for many years. They are of high concentration. She has never drunk them! In addition, Qi Mo asked her, of course, she had to answer "can't drink.".

"No? That would be great! " He murmured to himself, took out two of the bottles, and slowly walked back, "as long as these two bottles, should be able to fill you a little bit better?" He will be very "busy" for a while, and he must have no time to deal with people who want to escape at a moment.

"Qimo, you are crazy! Such a high concentration of wine, two bottles will kill you! " Xiao Qing's face turned white. He suddenly stood up and wanted to withdraw, but he had to buckle his wrist first. He pulled her back with a tug.

"It's you who died. I don't care." He grinned, his uninjured left hand clasped her chin, then raised his right hand and forced the wine into her mouth

"Let go Cough, cough

He was so powerful that she was forced to open her mouth. She couldn't escape. She coughed bitterly, and her mouth was filled with alcohol After a long time of aging, he finally drank half of it and she vomited half of it

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