Chapter 167 The Need for the Unjustly Accused (4)
Annie felt a sharp pain in her throat, and her body suddenly became swept to the ground.
Obviously, the person who grabbed her neck behind her back was not only strong, but also a habitual offender.
The other party knew very well how to make the person who was strangled by her lose the ability to resist at the first time.
If Anne is an ordinary person, she will be dancing with her hands and feet due to the sudden loss of balance in her body, and she will not be able to grasp the hands on her neck in time, and she will not be able to attack the other party with her feet, missing the best time to break free.
Although Annie had just taken over this body for less than half a day, and the body was ruined by the original owner and was so weak that Annie's soul was strong and the small amount of internal strength in her dantian were enough to allow her to control her limbs with ease.
The moment the person behind him pinched his hands on Annie's neck, she grabbed the man's hands with one hand and pulled them out with all his might, giving him some gap between his neck and palm.
The shackles on the neck were loosened a little, and Annie could breathe normally.
At the same time, Anne bent her other elbow and thrust her hard behind her.
Annie's movements were fierce and accurate, and she could indeed hear a muffled groan.
But the man behind her was a tough character. She was hit in the chest by Annie, causing her body to stagger for a while. Instead of letting go of her hands, she pinched her tighter.
Anne couldn't see the man's face. If she saw it, she would definitely find that the man's forehead and neck bulged, his eyes were straight, and his facial features were distorted.
It seemed as if she was not pinching a stranger, but an enemy she hated to the bone.
Anne grabbed the man's hands with one hand and prevented her from squeezing her neck.
With a sudden force on his wrist, his body twisted, Anne turned around in front of the person, and then, with the skillful force, threw the other party out.
Plop!
A strong body slammed heavily on the single bed, and the man's head slammed on the bed with a bang, which only made her fall into disgust and almost fainted.
Seeing that she had temporarily lost her ability to violence, Anne began to look for the long-haired woman in the chaotic crowd again.
The man started a chaotic battle in the room, but now he was like an outsider, standing far away in the corner, fiddling with his long hair in his hand, looking at his "results" with a smile.
She was not disappointed or angry when she found out that Annie was not strangled to death. Instead, she seemed to have discovered some interesting toys. Her classical and beautiful almond eyes were full of bloodthirsty madness.
Anne even saw pride and indifference on her face, as if she was saying, "So what if I design to kill you, no one can do anything to me anyway!"
Annie stroked her neck that was strangled and traveled through several worlds. She had seen evil people who regarded human life as grass, but she had never seen a pervert who used murder as a game.
And that long-haired woman is born anti-social and has no slight respect for life!
She is smart and not out of control like a normal mentally ill person.
To be precise, she is not mentally ill at all, but a pervert!
She successfully used the laws of China and won a gold medal for her mental illness. Even if she was imprisoned in a powerful doctor, she did not give up killing!
In the Legend of the Condor Heroes world, Anne has killed more than one person.
But she could pat her chest and tell everyone in the world that everyone she killed was deserved.
Moreover, in the martial arts world, the concept of government and law is very vague, and fighting and killing people in the martial arts world is even more normal.
Even so, Anne was not very comfortable. She would never kill anyone unless she had to.
At this moment, Annie's heart had an unprecedented murderous intent - that woman was a scoundrel, she had to die!
Through the chaotic crowd, Anne looked at each other with the long-haired woman.
The woman suddenly wrapped her long hair around her neck. Her hair was very long, and she could even wrap around her neck with plenty of money.
The woman grabbed the ends of her hair and tightened it hard, and her thick black hair instantly tightened her neck.
The man's face was still unchanged, his lips curled up, and he looked at Annie with great coldness, as if he was saying: Did you see it? This is your end!
The indoor riots were quickly stopped by medical staff and security guards. Several patients with the worst-case disease were given sedatives and sent to the "single room".
Other injured patients also received sedatives first and then bandaged.
Although Anne did not cry or do anything, she was still pulled to the single room by the white-faced security staff.
Annie lowered her eyelids to cover the coldness in her eyes: It seems that the original owner was not wrong, and someone did hurt her secretly.
It was obvious that Anne was a victim in the riot just now, and the black green circle around her neck was evidence.
The security officer seemed to have not seen it and locked her up with the perpetrator.
The so-called "single room" is more like a confinement room.
The room was small, with only one bed, and a window on the wall, and it was not as light as a real confinement room.
After all, this is a psychiatric hospital, and the people in the lockdown are all patients. If they use special means to destroy their psychology, those people will definitely be even more crazy.
The single room just quarantines the patients who are sick so that she has no chance to hurt others.
But the problem is that the security guards locked Anne and the perpetrator in two rooms opposite the door, which is a bit interesting.
If Anne was still the original owner Joanne, she had just been murdered and was still in a state of fear, she would have been treated unfairly again.
Although she felt safer in the single room, she could see the murderer who murdered her when she looked up.
After the tranquilizer was effective, the man was like a manic murderer, grabbing the solid steel bar fence door of the room and roaring constantly.
That fierce look seemed to be able to break the fence in the next second, and then pounce on yourself and tear it!
During the few days he was locked in a "single room", Joanne opened her eyes and saw these things. When she closed her eyes, she could hear the other person's roar. Her inner fear was imaginable.
Annie sat cross-legged on the single bed, looking at the person opposite her crazy through the fence gate, and couldn't help thinking: In the original plot, Joanne could last for several months before she went crazy, which was already considered strong inside.
In such an environment, there are murderous and perverted people around him, and he can definitely drive a twenty-year-old girl who has not suffered setbacks in the shortest time.
In Anne's opinion, Joanne did take it upon herself, but she had received the punishment she deserved, and it would be a bit too much for some people to do anything.
Anne thought while regulating her breath and meditating.
She was locked up in the "single room" for four days and practiced for four days.
On the fifth day, she was released and returned to Ward 105.
The woman with long hair sat on the bed, combed her long hair and looked extremely focused.
She glanced at Anne from the corner of her eyes. She raised her head and smiled at Anne's vagina, coupled with her long hair, strange and cruel.
Annie was not scared by her mysterious pretense at all.
She passed by the long-haired woman's 14th bed in silence and came directly to her bed.
On the hospital bed, there were only bedding and pillows, and under the bed there were washbasins, towels and toiletries.
Annie glanced at it and found that all these were usable, but they were not very convenient.
When the afternoon was blowing, Anne did not follow the army around the yard, but instead squatted in the corner of the wall to dig the dredge.
It just rained yesterday and the ground was very wet, so Anne easily dug a large lump.
She sat on the ground, throwing mud as if no one was around, pinching the villain, her face and body were full of mud ideas, and she didn't care, just like a stubborn child.
When the medical staff around saw it, they couldn't help but sigh: Oh, this bed 29 was not so crazy when they first arrived. Why did they have been treated for more than ten days? The condition is even worse than before.
However, a female security guard saw Annie's crazy appearance and her eyes flashed.
At the end of the release time, Annie returned to the ward with a few strange-shaped clay figures and placed them casually in some corners of the room.
In the evening, after dinner, the patients in the ward continued to look like they were normal.
Instead of sitting on the bed and meditating, Anne ran to the duty room in the ward separated by a fence.
She leaned against the fence and sat on the ground, shaking her body back and forth, and her back hit the fence one after another.
There is an office desk inside the fence, and two female security guards sit behind the desk.
They looked at Annie who was shaking back and forth speechlessly. The duty room was surrounded by fences, and there was almost only a desk between them and Annie.
It feels so weird to see a mentally ill going crazy at such a close distance.
And something even more weird is still to come.
"Ao~~"
The strong woman who pinched Anne that day seemed to be sick again, jumped out of the corner of the wall with a whistle and rushed straight towards the long-haired woman.
Chapter completed!