He was born tall and strong, probably loved fitness, and his arms were definitely strong.

Judging from the single tummy, he is a lion, I am a Labrador, and it is easy for him to tear me apart.

Besides, he had numbness in his hands, and those weak girls were afraid that it would be difficult for them to escape his clutches.

I felt that everything I should talk about was almost done, so I stopped pretending and let him stab the needle on me.

Without surprise, the needle was bent, and the numbness was numb and the agent was completely healed on my clothes. Mr. Ma became even more angry, but he had not suspected that I was thick-skinned, so he waved his fist and smashed it into my face.

One punch, it’s okay; two punches, it’s okay, three punches, and even my head didn’t hit me wrongly.

"If you know how to follow me, you should be patient and observe secretly for several months. Maybe you can see me fighting with the robbers. Even the triangular knife can't penetrate me. Hard Qigong and big stones on your chest are pediatrics."

Since he was to save his life, he would have to be interrogated when he was arrested. When it came to the attack on me, he said that if he had a needle, the needle was bent and I was fine, then my old secret would be leaked. Now I can make up a speech for him so that he could not explain it clearly.

He was also decisive. When he saw the needle bent, he immediately changed the electric gun. This thing poked my neck and discharged electricity.

"You guys have prepared everything. What else is there in your pocket? Take it out together." I waved my hand like a fly and waved away the thing that was slamming around my neck.

I was always surprised to get off the horse. The electric current sound could not be fake. The weapon did not fail, but I was fine. It was normal for him to be confused.

"Let's show you, I'll do it after you finish showing it." I turned around and walked to the door. The door had been locked from inside. The lock was a password lock and six digits were required.

This is an enclosed room, including the main door, all using sound insulation materials, which I am very satisfied.

Mr. Ma's room is full of "fine" torture tools, without "heavy weapons" such as chainsaws and axes.

"What else? Show it quickly. I'm afraid. Don't delay time and torture me. I'll be scared to pee in a while." I took off my phone tied to my back and turned off the recording software.

"You, who are you?" Mr. Ma looked at me in surprise.

"I may have been killed by you... the ghosts of the victims, the revenge of evil spirits, and the classic drama, so you know, I can't control myself, they are controlling me." Seeing that he couldn't take out other guys, I stopped waiting and took two steps forward and punched him, not to hit him, but to force him to use weapons to defend himself.

Out of human instinct for self-protection, he grabbed a knife on the wall casually, the knife that he had said before was "cut into pieces".

He stabbed me with a knife, and I grabbed his wrist, twisted it in reverse, and woofered, and the blade cut through his left rib and made a long hole.

"It's true that it's sharp enough to be a human flesh sashimi." I thought that a real pervert would not be afraid when facing extreme pain and death. Obviously, Mr. Ma was not completely absurd enough. He screamed, and a trace of fear flashed through his eyes.

One knife changes a little bit of fear, it's OK, after all, there are so many knifes on the wall.

I knocked off the knife from his hand, then let go of his hand, and said, "Change another one, this one is too small to hurt me."

I stood quietly, and when he chose a new weapon, his side began to bleed, but fortunately not much.

He had a fierce look in his eyes, and he chose a razor, which was bigger than the one he had just now and was as sharp as before.

With this knife, I grabbed his hand and pricked it on his thigh, the thickest part of the flesh.

"Hiss, I forgot something. These two swords don't count. Let's start over." I stepped forward and snatched his sword, took off his gloves, and the raincoat that was in trouble was also rustling. It was very annoying.

"Okay, choose again." I tilted my mouth to the knife on the wall and signaled him to continue choosing.

He was a little unbeliever, so he changed his weapon to use the pliers, long handles and pointed heads. He stopped stabbing me this time, and changed it to smashing me.

He used all his strength, and I raised my arm to block it, and used a little force to push back. The pliers rebounded and hit his head, probably at the top of my head near my forehead. Anyway, I didn't see the wound, I saw him bleeding down his forehead.

He asked me again who I am. It seems that people often ask me about this question. He doesn't believe that I am a revenge ghost. I can only tell the truth, saying that I am your nemesis and will defeat you.

We 'fighted' for nearly twenty minutes, and even half of the knives on the wall were useless.

After all, I am working for my superiors. He doesn't take the initiative to hit me, so I can't "protect myself". Now all the "torture instruments" that fell on the ground have his fingerprints, and I haven't touched any of them.

"Mr. Ma's figure is so white, he has good explosive power and lacks energy." I looked at Mr. Ma who was lying on the ground and only gasping for breath. His eyes were no longer focused, and there was no place that was bleeding from head to toe.

I walked to the door, kicked the electronic password lock with both feet, and secretly used a little karma fire, opened the door and walked out.

There is more than one room in the basement, and it seems to be a three-bedroom and one living room residence. One of the rooms is like a studio with a computer inside, and the last room is a bedroom with a mattress on the ground. There is a chain nailed to the wall next to the mattress. I think this is definitely not where Mr. Ma sleeps.

I guess he kidnapped the girl. If it was a commodity, it would be stored in this bedroom. If it was a garbage, it would be locked in the slaughter room and cut into pieces of meat.

What about the ‘companion’? The collection he mentioned should be placed in another place.

When the computer is turned on, you need to enter a password, and this job must be handed over to the technician.

I turned around and returned to the slaughter room. He was crawling towards the door. I walked over and said with a smile: "You can still crawl if you have a broken bone. Mr. Ma is worthy of being a young talent. I admire you."

I saw that at his speed, I could not climb the door until next month. I was afraid that he would be exhausted again, so I had to call an ambulance quickly.

I broke the basement door, walked out of the garage, and called the police outside the garage.

"Hey, Yaoyao Ling? I've been kidnapped."

At this time, a late-returning resident happened to walk past the garage. When he heard me call the police, he turned to look at me. I waved at him and signaled him to leave quickly.

Then report the location of the community and wait for the police uncle to come to save me.

The investigation was handed over to the police, and I followed the police to take a record and handed over the recording to the police.

I admitted that I know martial arts skills and was a martial arts master hidden in the folk. The blood on my clothes was all Mr. Ma, and it was stained when we were "fighting".

After finishing the transcript, I went home to rest. I explained the whole story very clearly. Mr. Ma wanted to take revenge on me who had spoken coldly to him, and wanted to kill me before kidnap my best friend.

The next morning, Zeng Shan called me and said that the police had contacted her, and she realized that I was kidnapped.

So the news of my kidnapping spread in the unit group, and someone took the lead in making a bet to guess how serious the kidnapper was injured.

Some say they have lifelong disability, some say they have their eyes dug out, and some guess that the kidnapper has been shattered and turned into a walking corpse.

I endured it all morning, and they were still discussing it at noon. I rarely spoke in the group. This time I had to come forward to "dispel the rumors", "He is very good, in the hospital."

I stared at the group for a whole morning, and no one cared about my life or death. I asked me how it was and if anyone was injured.

"Then are you injured?" asked Baozi, who sent a message to express condolences alone.

"Injured."

"Where did you hurt?"

"Sad."

"Do you have the heart?"

"One of them, I've learned bad things from Chen Qinshou."

"So how miserable is that kidnapper?"

"Compared with the evil things he did, it's just a fur injury."

"Sister, you are really the nemesis of the bad guy."

"I was unlucky. I met bad guys when I went out. It was strange. Did my whereabouts leak on the bad guys website?"

"That was their bad luck, but this was a kind of luck for the victims. Team Leader Zeng will definitely thank you."

"She said, please invite me to travel, and the rich woman travels."

"Bring me!"

"You just know how to join in the fun, and you don't bring a mature woman's trip, you don't comply with the rules."

"Tsk... Ask me to catch monsters with the wind, it's much more interesting than traveling."

"I warn you not to catch monsters with him and make trouble. I will find someone to help you check first. If there is any problem, don't go, unless you want to commit suicide with him."

"I'm taking Brother Huang with me. He's so awesome. I'll wait for me to take a video and send it to you."

Baozi loves gossip and lively. It just so happens that he likes to create lively with his tailwind, so the two of them are in love.

Just as I finished chatting with Baozi, Zeng Shan called over there and asked me to check the email address. She sent me the detailed information about the luxury tour.

"The mission has not been completed yet, so how can I go out for a trip? What's the hurry?" I replied lazily.

"Xu Niu's task has been completed. She slept at home in darkness. The leader gave her a week off. Don't you have any other important tasks in your hands, just walk."

"Mr. Ma's case is not over yet. Let's go when his business is over."

"Okay, I'll treat you tonight to eat shabu-shabu."

I hung up Zeng Shan's phone and smiled helplessly. She told Su Xi that she was worried that I would have a psychological shadow due to this kidnapping incident, so she was eager to take me out to relax.

I don’t have to relax. When it comes to psychological shadows, it’s always there, but I definitely don’t.

Su Xi used the shortest time to become Zeng Shan’s confidant. Zeng Shan told her everything she had in her heart, and then she passed it on to me.

It turned out that it was Mr. Ma's case that found a lot of horrifying content. Zeng Shan felt cold all over her body. She was afraid that those inhuman things would happen to me.

In fact, Mr. Ma has already revealed to me that he wants to dig my eyes, which is not just a saying. He likes to kill. The victims have animals and some.

Zeng Shan was so scared that she was scared. In her eyes, I was just a "My Lady Lin". I don't know what blinded her eyes and made her look out of place with other colleagues in the unit.

I think she should be afraid of herself. If I hadn't annoyed Mr. Ma, asked him to change his plan and arrest me first, Zeng Shan would be miserable. She had no resistance to anesthetics and stun guns.

Later, the police found the place where Mr. Ma was hiding his body. According to Baozi, it was our unit who secretly helped him and found out that secret house, which contained the corpse of a girl who was made into a "doll" by Mr. Ma.

He took the "beloved" woman and formed a newcomer.

Put it in the freezer and the body has been treated with antiseptic treatment, so it is preserved very well.

A corpse is made up of five dead people, and there is a heart inside the corpse. This heart belongs to a female singer with an ordinary appearance. Mr. Ma told me that he did not like her face, but felt that she had the purest and most beautiful heart in the world, so he only retained her heart.

When he pursued Zeng Shan, he fell in love with her hands. Zeng Shan's hands were very beautiful. He worked as a hand model when he was studying. Mr. Ma wanted these hands and did not hesitate to kill someone for one hand.

After he kidnapped me, he temporarily decided to change the eyes of the "doll" with mine. He said that he was not a failure because he did not lose to anyone. He was a perfect criminal and just encountered a monster.
To be continued...