Tracy cried and shook her head, "I didn't mean that... I'm not angry. Let's get out of here first..."
Her words were intermittent, a little trembling, and a little incoherent, but no matter when he was
talking, his voice was so powerful, which made her calm down.
Staring at her pale face seriously, he said, "Wait... I'll think about it first. I hope that Charlie has got out
now. I hope he'll be fine..."
With her eyes wide open, Tracy looked at Brody in disbelief. "What did you say?"
Brody didn't want her to worry about him, so he said in a low voice, "It's okay. Don't think too much. I
mean that Charlie can't be serious even in this situation. I'm afraid that he will put himself in danger
carelessly."
Brody was afraid that Tracy would worry about him, so he didn't want to tell her the truth. However,
Tracy was too shrewd. Sometimes she was more shrewd than he expected. She stared at him firmly
and said word by word, "Don't lie to me, Brody. It's easy to enter the lab, but is it difficult to get out of it,
right?"
Otherwise, why did he say that? He looked so serious and worried about Charlie. Charlie was indeed a
dandiacal man. However, Tracy had observed him before. In fact, he was a meticulous man. He looked
a little frivolous, but his mind was absolutely meticulous.
Brody felt helpless. Since she was right, he had to nod his head. Suddenly, Tracy felt desperate. Maybe
when they found the exit, the daggers from the traps would have killed them.
Tracy's face turned pale. All of a sudden, a loud noise was heard. Tracy frowned and didn't expect that.
The expression on Brody's face changed. He held Tracy in his arms and turned himself round, but it
was still a little late. The sharp long knife was still shot towards his arm because of the angle. Brody
was holding Tracy tightly in his arms. In order not to hurt her, he didn't move but stood still.
Then, a gust of wind whizzed past, and the dagger was slashing at his arm, followed by a sharp pain.
"Bang..." Half of his arm fell to the ground. The blood gushed out like water, wetting Tracy's clothes.
The blood fell on Tracy's hand bit by bit. Brody's face was horribly pale, and the sweat seeped from his
forehead. He was about to fall.
Noticing that something was wrong, Tracy turned around subconsciously. Then she was frightened to
pale and trembled violently. Her brain went blank, and she was like a puppet without any reaction.
Only then did she see everything clearly. It was not a dagger, but a sword. No, it was indeed a sword.
The sharp sword had been dyed red by blood. What made her more frightened was that it was his...
"Your arm..." Tracy said with her lips trembling.
Brody was on the verge of collapsing, and his mind was in a daze. When Tracy realized what had
happened, she screamed, "No..."
For a moment, the world collapsed. She was scared out of her wits and cried helplessly. She wanted to
touch his arms, but there was blood all over their bodies. She couldn't even see his broken arm clearly.
"Brody..." Tracy cried desperately, holding his other arm with her bloody hand.
"Brody..." Tracy cried helplessly, trembling all over.
Brody used up his last strength and strong will. He touched her face with his bloody hand and said,
"Don't be afraid... Everything will be fine!"
"No... I... I don't want you to..." Tracy trembled. Her face was deathly pale. She wanted to say
something, but she didn't know what to say. She only knew that her heart was so painful that it seemed
as if she was going to suffocate. She was almost unable to breathe.
Brody forced a smile and said, "Don't cry..."
When Tracy was at a loss, she heard Charlie's triumphant voice. "Hey, it turns out that it's so simple.
I've told you that you should pay attention to the camouflage of others. Look, you've been deceived
now! And you almost died here..."
"Hey, stop! You two!" Charlie rushed out. However, when he saw everything in front of him, the smile on
his face was completely frozen, and his face was horribly pale, and his hands were sweating.
He panicked and rushed over to hold Brody when he was going to fall to the ground!
At the same time, the face of Ben who just got here, changed greatly. He was shocked by this scene,
too.
In the bedroom, Elsa pulled the sheets tightly with her hands, although these sheets could not be called
bed sheets, and they could only be called strips of cloth.
She knew he was lying. How could he let her go home out of kindness? If he really wanted to let her go
home, he would have already let her go. Why did he have to wait till now?
She tried to walk along the white birch trees, but she couldn't get out at all. What's more, she was
almost eaten by a beast. If she hadn't noticed it in time and the beast hadn't found her, she would have
been in the stomach of the beast now.
Elsa tore the sheets for a long time, but it was still not enough to vent her anger. Her tearful little face
was full of anger. She paused for a long time, as if she had made a big decision. She suddenly rushed
to the door and shouted as she walked, "Bob, you bastard! One day I will skin you alive and cramp you!
You were wrong! I can go back without you!"
After she angrily opened the door, a man with blood all over his body appeared in front of her,
especially his face, which was ferocious and covered with blood. Elsa was frightened to tremble and
quickly retreated. He stared at Elsa's face. Elsa didn't react for a long time. Later, he stretched out his
bloody hand and wanted to touch her face, but she was so scared that she shivered and her eyes were
full of fear. Her hands froze. He smiled bitterly. Was she so afraid of him?
Elsa was frightened by his bloody look. She trembled and turned around to run away. At last, Elsa had
nowhere to dodge. She squatted down by the window in fear and pulled the curtain above her head
subconsciously. He heard it. He must have heard her. He knew she was leaving!
Bob walked towards her. Shocking blood was dripping to the ground he walked on. Seeing that his
body was getting closer and closer, Elsa pulled the curtain more tightly. Until the curtain was pulled
down by her, she finally had nowhere to hide. She shrank her body and said in horror, "I didn't say that I
wanted to go home. I won't go back... I won't go back..."
A helpless smile appeared on Bob's pale face. Every time she made such a promise to him, what
would happen in the end? Of course, every time she broke her promise, she never kept it.
Staring at her pale face, Bob said coldly, "Get up!"
Elsa was so frightened that she shrank into a ball. Seeing his face covered with blood, she didn't dare
to stand up. Seeing her like this, he couldn't help but lower his voice and said, "Get up. I'll show you the
way home!"
Elsa still squatted on the ground and didn't stand up. This time, her tears fell. All her disguise was
completely shattered by him. She trembled and said in panic, "Bob, we have no grudge against each
other. Can you stop doing this? Let me go home. Let me go home. I'll come back to you later. Let me
go home first!"
"Are you kidding me?" Bob laughed. If he let her go home, would she really come back to him again?
No one would believe it.
With a frown, Bob tried his best to endure the pain from his belly. With sweat rolling on her forehead,
Elsa stared at him pitifully and said, "I'm telling you the truth. Let me go home first. I promise I am not
lying to you..."
Bob tried to endure the pain and hold on to the last bit of sanity. "Didn't I tell you? Get up and I'll show
you the way home!"
Elsa was still hesitating. Bob said in a stern voice, "This is the only chance. Don't you really want to go
home? "
Elsa was stunned and stood up doubtfully, but she still kept a distance from him. Looking at her weakly,
he asked, "Do you hate me?"
Elsa felt a sharp pain in her heart, and the fear in her eyes turned to strong hatred. A trace of loss
flashed through Bob's eyes. He could see the answer from her eyes, and now it was obvious.
After a long time, Elsa raised her head and stared at him, "I hate you. I want to cut you into pieces. It's
you who made me fall into such a situation. It's you who ruined my life, my right to love others, and
even my right to be a human being. Bob, I hate you... I hate you so much..."
After saying that resentfully, Elsa raised her fist and hit him in the chest. Bob was so painful that he
couldn't straighten up. Bob felt dizzy after being hit so hard. But he still held on to his last sanity. He
reached out his bloody hand and held her fist.
Elsa was so scared that she shrank her fist. But Bob still held her little hand tightly. Elsa looked at him
in panic, and Bob stared at her tearful face and said seriously, "I'll give you a chance!"
Elsa was stunned. Bob struggled and took out a small dagger from his waist. Elsa opened her eyes
wide and looked at him in disbelief. Her eyes were full of confusion. She gritted her teeth and stood still
to prevent herself from falling down. He unfolded her fist and put the dagger into her hand. He said
seriously, "Kill me! Kill me if you hate me!"
Elsa cried loudly, as if venting her long-term grievance and hatred. She raised her head and saw the
seriousness on the face of Bob. Her hand holding the dagger began to tremble, and Bob held her hand
tightly, pointing the dagger at his heart.
"Stab... Stab me and you'll take revenge!" The voice of Bob sounded a little strenuous.
A stronger hatred rose in Elsa's eyes. She trembled, but her eyes were full of hatred. Seeing his
resolute face, Elsa gritted her teeth and stabbed the dagger into his chest!
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