Then Qi Yuanshan became even more angry. He threw away the bottle in his hand, fucked the bottle again, and pointed it at Zhu Jie's head.
Blood kept flowing down Zhu Jie's forehead. But Zhu Jie seemed to be saying something, Qi Yuanshan exploded directly, and like crazy, he took another bottle of wine and continued to hit Zhu Jie's head. Zhu Jie twitched and fell down.
On the ground.
Qi Yuanshan was still not satisfied and kicked and stepped on Zhu Jie's body.
After a long time, Qi Yuanshan finally woke up. He looked down at the blood under his feet and shouted in secret. Why was he so impulsive just now? He wouldn't beat Zhu Jie to death just now, right?
I'll get this kid up and let everyone rescue him. If you want to leave the island, you have to rely on this kid.
He looked up and wanted Han Fanxing to come over to bring Zhu Jie up together, but he felt that there seemed to be a layer of glass in front of him. He reached out to touch him, and there was something blocking him.
What? He stretched out his hand and pushed it, and shouted, "Fanxing, Fanxing? Han Fanxing, come here. I injured Zhu Jie, let's carry him up and let everyone deal with the wound. Now we
Finally, I can leave this ghost place."
But to his astonishment, his voice did not seem to be heard, and it was buzzing around.
What's going on?
What was the thing that stopped him in front of him? The glass wall? How could this thing be there? Qi Yuanshan pushed hard again, but he still couldn't move forward. Finally, he crashed into the glass wall in front of him with his body, and the scene in front of him shook.
After a few strokes, I saw Han Fanxing's face on the ground full of blood and his brain burst into pieces, and his tragic appearance was like a death-like death.
And the place where Zhu Jie just fell down was gone.
"Han Fanxing? How is it possible? No! Impossible! What's going on?" Qi Yuanshan shouted like a collapsed sound, turned around and ran to the door of the room. Only then did he realize that it was pitch black around him, and where was there a wine cellar?
The person he hit just now was always Han Fanxing, not Zhu Jie? How is this possible? He clearly saw Zhu Jie, but he heard Zhu Jie talking!
The strong aroma of wine has not disappeared. Qi Yuanshan felt that he was surrounded by glass walls and had nowhere to escape. The blood under his feet was gradually increasing, and it had already spread across his knees. The more blood, the more mellow the fragrance of the red wine became.
.
Qi Yuanshan leaned against the glass wall and gradually lost his strength. Just like his drunkenness in the past, a drop of "wine" fell on his head, regaining his mind a little.
Qi Yuanshan looked up and looked up. From his perspective, Han Fanxing, who had become many times bigger, tilted his head strangely. Blood kept coming out of his smashed head. Just above his head, blood kept moving along the glass wall.
It flows down and gradually merges with the red liquid that is spreading over the knees.
He's like...
Qi Yuanshan opened his eyes wide in horror, and his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably! He seemed to be locked in a bottle of wine!
No matter how he slapped the glass bottle, there was no reaction around him. The strong red wine smell just now turned into a fishy and smelly blood in a flash!
"Help...help..."
Before being submerged, Qi Yuanshan could only shout these two words. He could not stop the blood from increasing, nor could his body stop the red liquid from gradually melting.
The darkness gradually drew in front of me.
...
After a long time, neither Qi Yuanshan nor Han Fanxing came up, and everyone in the hall felt something was wrong.