The sound waves flooded in the warehouse room. The roar and the body that rushed over on the weekend were still very steady, but the eyes staring at Ted in Catherine's direction became a little weak. His plan was very simple. As long as Ted's knife-holding hand left the dangerous position, then the roar just now was a secret code. If Catherine understood it, she fell down with the secret code. It would be even more difficult to try to wipe Catherine's neck. There was enough time to rush over to entangle him with his life on the weekend. At that time, Ted was dead. On the contrary, if Catherine was shocked, she became stunned by this roar, and was at a loss, and a series of wrong reactions that would affect the final ending, then the weekend would fall into the trap that Ted had designed long ago. The credibility of the entire police station would be completely gone in Los Angeles through the live broadcast, and Chekov would also collapse.

This is a gambling game. The weekend bet was that Ted would move the scalpel away under psychological suggestion, and even bet that Catherine understood the code in her eyes. This was the only chance to save people.

Unfortunately, Catherine, in severe pain, didn't care what she was calling just over the weekend, and she didn't understand the meaning of the word. She was so painful that she couldn't open her eyes at all, but a scalpel stabbed into her upper arm!

It's over!!

The weekend saw him stepping with his own eyes Ted had already glared at the moment, and then the hand holding the scalpel began to exert force. The whole process began to slowly move in his eyes to the worst direction... Don't... Don't... Such a sentence has appeared in his mind countless times, but he never had time to shout it out.

puff.

The scalpel was pulled out by Ted and moved very quickly. Over the weekend, he watched the blood spray out a little along the line drawn by the scalpel, and the blood-red splashed.

The purpose of Ted's doing this is very simple, which is to prevent Catherine from having excessive struggles in the process of drawing her sword. Today, no one is allowed to destroy this plan that had been set long ago, and no one can do it.

"ah!!!!"

Catherine, a woman who had never suffered much pain, had already made a sharp cry, and that sound could pierce everything, including every netizen watching in the live broadcast room.

It was too late. On the weekend that I had just taken a step, I knew that Catherine was dead. She was still closing her eyes and holding back the pain. Judging from the degree of ups and downs in her chest, she had even stopped breathing. There was no hope.

Open your eyes, open your eyes!

You-he-mom-open your eyes and take a look!!!

It is impossible to stop on the weekend. No matter what he has to insist on rushing forward, and he must do his best.

At this time, the scalpel in Ted's hand was aimed at her neck. In this case, just send it gently and pull it out. How many arteries hidden in Catherine's neck could be broken by this knife...

"ha!"

After her whole body was tightened, Catherine finally opened her mouth. The pregnant woman's demand for oxygen would be greater than that of ordinary women, especially after she was tight and holding her breath when the pain came. At present, she had just recovered from the pain and her eyes were opening. At the same second, a sharp edge in the afterglow was approaching. Catherine, who was still in shock, couldn't help but move her two eyeballs to the corners of her eyes at the edge of her eyes, facing the test of life and death again.

...

bump!

A loud noise came from the command car that had been open on the car. Justin stood outside the car for less than two minutes and was about to go back and continue to discuss with Matthew how to save people, he suddenly heard the roar on the weekend in the computer. Before he could react, his whole body was shocked suddenly, as if he was hit hard by a Grand Cherokee who had stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. Then, a figure rushed out from the rear of the command car like a giant bear, and ran into the house frantically.

null.

Justin just landed on the front cover of a police car behind the command car. His tail bone almost broke him.

"Everyone rushed in and saved people!!!"

Matthew's eyes were red. When he walked out of the command car, he held the intercom in his hand and pointed at the house and shouted wildly. He didn't know whether he wanted to increase the volume for everyone to hear it or to tell every policeman to launch a strong attack through the intercom, but the language in his mouth was very accurate. He was calling for saving people, not killing the madman. He hoped that Catherine was not dead. This hope made him dare not look at the next scene.

The outer periphery, which was originally as quiet as stagnant, was completely in chaos. Chekov's bear shook his big feet and was rushing forward. All the police lowered their guns and gathered at the door of the warehouse. On weekends, as long as Catherine was guaranteed not to be hit by any fatal blows within ten seconds, he would become the hero of the entire police station. Chekov would live and die for him in his life.

...

Ten seconds?

What I need for the weekend is just that Katherine can give him one more second, just one step away from being able to reach Ted, just one second.

Ted also needed this second, which was enough for him to insert the scalpel in his hand directly into Catherine's throat.

In the most critical second, no one expected that the person who moved first was Catherine. The chair under her trembled at an extremely slight amplitude. This time, it was the result of raising her right hand violently but not lifting it up. At this moment, Catherine had forgotten that her hand was tied to the chair. When she saw the tip of the knife inertia, she subconsciously reached out to block it. Without this subconscious action, according to Catherine's thinking, she was dead. Now this woman was completely in a state of short-circuiting her brain. The eyeballs that were staring at the tip of the knife and the head that was slightly tilted to look around her with her body can prove this. However, at this time, the subconscious consciousness formed by the inner fear saved her. No one wanted to die. Everyone wanted to avoid it when death came. This was the subconscious...

Catherine suddenly tried hard to tilt the whole chair. Her slightly fat body pressed down on the chair began to fall to one side. In this case, Ted just grabbed the scalpel that was chasing him and took the second step on the weekend.

Bang.

The sound came out, and Catherine was so scared that she could not go down. The whole chair had been completely tilted. The moment she had no reason to stop or shake back, Ted grabbed the chair with her hands.

Looking up, Catherine saw a face that was experiencing the stimulation at the moment. There seemed to be no urgency on his face. In this stimulation, he was enjoying himself and the weekend's state that he was about to die. He could even see his smile and see him experiencing this dying pleasure of life and death, and he was not at all happy.

"Hey!"

He suddenly shouted at the weekend and reached out to Ted to grab it with a knife hand. He didn't know if he could catch it, but doing so would at least completely attract Ted's attention and gain that last little time.

Swish.

The sword light flashed suddenly, Ted retracted the hand that stabbed Catherine, raised his hand and slashed the scalpel outward. The one that had already been poked out on the weekend was swept away under the flash of the sword light. The thickest piece of flesh on the palm of the right hand was swept away almost the same second, and the piece of flesh fell on Catherine's shoulders.

People who have been a chef who have practiced knife skills should have experienced cutting meat with a kitchen knife, especially the index finger. It is a clear feeling that the meat has been cut off, but they will be stunned for a moment. They clearly see the blood dyed blood red in the wound, but they do not feel the pain at the first time, but they feel the strange feeling of swelling. This is the sign of the coming of pain. Only after this sign appears will an unbearable pain come, but it will not be before.

The same feeling was the same on weekends, or he didn't think about what that hand felt. Following Ted's raised hand, he turned around and crawled into the other person's armpit, pinched the other person's arms with both hands at the same time, and pushed up on tiptoe, and then squatted down heavily.

These two people have their own ideas. As the calmest person on the scene, Ted thought not to be entangled by the weekend. As for Catherine, he would never believe that a woman tied so closely has the ability to hurt him. Therefore, when he stepped into a dangerous area that could grab his hand on the weekend, he quickly chose to tilt his knife outward. In this case, anyone who was swept by a knife would shrink his hand, just like Catherine avoided the psychological fear of the sword. Only by saving people in her mind on weekends can she must not waste the opportunity she had finally seized, and then she had to control Ted's hand with her life.

Both of them had loopholes. Ted missed that the chair under Catherine was not fixed on the ground and the time before the pain came. The distance was missing on the weekend. If Ted was cruel and had to kill Catherine first, then the one who grabbed the hand that had stabbed Catherine into Catherine's neck on the weekend. However, who can calculate such a subtle thing? Adam's rebirth is not OK.

At such a close distance and in such a flash of confrontation, these two people had no time or ability to think. They were fighting with their survival consciousness, and no one could calculate anymore.

So, another error occurred on the weekend.

While he was squatting down desperately to stop Ted's arm, he forgot his injured right hand. The moment the pain came, his right hand could not use any force at all. No one's palm was cut off and it was impossible to hold it tightly.

Ted seized the opportunity and tiptoed through the weekend's shoulders and twisted his wrists back. If he stabbed him with a knife, he would completely lose his combat effectiveness on the weekend. Then... three people would die in the room. If Ted was fast enough, four would probably die.

puff.

The right hand was hurting on the weekend, and the left hand was holding Ted's arm in reverse to plan to fall and it was impossible to support it. At this moment, Ted's knife came down...

The knife stabbed directly into the right side of Zhouzhang's body, which was the downward position of the chest. The blade of the lancet was completely penetrated along the skin until the handle! (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!