Qi Jiajia sneered, "I just went to see him. He's not dead, but he's going to be close."
Just as he was talking, Zhao Liang, covered in blood, entered the room holding on to the wall with a gray face.
Suddenly being stared at coldly by several people, Zhao Liang forced a flattering smile and said, "Don't worry, I will just stay here and I will never act without permission!"
Seeing that several people were indifferent, Zhao Liang felt a little nervous. He raised his hands and swore and swore, wishing he could say a lot of good things. "You think, if I want to go out too, how can I ruin your plan?"
Cheng Miao glanced at Zhao Liang coldly. It was easy to dodge an open gun and a hidden arrow, but she couldn't kill someone yet, even if the other person was not a human.
There is only one chance, there cannot be such instability.
Zhao Liang had been observing Cheng Miao and Bai Jiang's expressions. When he found that both of them showed murderous intent, he swallowed his unwillingness and resentment, and his face was full of fear.
"You can do whatever you want, but don't kill me. If you kill someone, don't you become a murderer?"
Cheng Miao didn't show any emotion on her face and sighed softly in her heart, "No, I can't do it."
Cheng Miao and Bai Jiang looked at each other, put Zhao Liang into the cabinet next to the desk, and tied the cabinet tightly with the remaining hemp rope.
Seeing that Bai Jiang tied the knot without hesitation, Cheng Miao didn't say anything. Instead, Qi Jiajia, who had been standing next to him, felt a little regretful, "Why don't you kill him? If you don't dare, let me do it!"
Cheng Miao rolled her eyes and drove away the little girl from the second grade.
A few people sat around and rested for a while, looking at the dark sky outside. Without wasting time, let's start!
Cheng Miao let out the turbid air in his chest for a long time, nodded to Bai Jiang and Qi Jiajia, who were waiting for him next to him, walked to the chair on the far left and sat down.
So soft, this was the first reaction in Cheng Miao's mind. As the fable goes, the softest chair belongs to Mother Bear.
Cheng Miao didn't dare to relax. The dungeon traps were one after another, like a series of traps. She didn't believe it would be so easy for them to find Mother Bear.
"Ouch! Someone! Someone sat on my chair!" According to the script, the brown bear sleeping outside woke up from his sleep and looked fiercely at the culprit who was sitting leisurely on his chair.
"Now!" Cheng Miao said loudly, Qi Jiajia tried her best to suppress her blush and threw the sewing basket at the brown bear.
The bear was hit and stunned for a few seconds. The beautiful scene everyone imagined did not appear. The brown bear raised its head and roared, then rushed towards Qi Jiajia.
Seeing the monster in front of her charging at her with its mouth wide open, Qi Jiajia felt that she had smelled the fishy smell of the brown bear's mouth, and even felt the pain of the sharp teeth biting her body.
Suddenly she was knocked aside by a sudden force and fell heavily to the ground, but she also avoided the bear's paw.
Qi Jiajia turned around blankly and was not surprised to see Cheng Miao getting up neatly and leading the angry brown bear towards the obstacle made of hemp rope.
"Go pick up the needle and thread!" Cheng Miao shouted in the middle of his busy schedule, which brought Qi Jiajia's mind back to her original position. She didn't have time to look at her scratched and bleeding arm, so she crawled on her hands and feet to pick up the scattered needle and thread that had been beaten by the bear baby.
When the brown bear pounced on Qi Jiajia, Bai Jiang reacted very quickly and sat on another chair. He watched with fear as Qi Jiajia dodged the attack. Later, he realized why the other bear didn't move.
Bai Jiang turned around to confirm that the other bear was indeed still sleeping soundly on the bed. With his mind spinning, Bai Jiang quickly understood that this was Father Bear's chair.
It seems that he guessed it right. Father Bear, who has already caught the fish, has temporarily quit the game. Even if the chair is occupied by an outsider, it cannot distract him in the slightest.
Bai Jiang stood up and ran quickly to the last chair. He didn't have time to brake and jumped into the chair alone.
This chair seemed to be extremely soft. Bai Jiang's whole body sank into it. After struggling a few times, he turned his head out, but his body was still integrated with the chair.
Cheng Miao, who was stepping on the lifeline and jumping sideways repeatedly at this time: It turns out that this is the softest chair!
Qi Jiajia had just picked up everything when she felt the floor shake violently. The sound was like the collapse of a mountain, which made her look back.
The furniture was torn apart by hemp ropes, and many of them were stacked and fell on top of each other.
The baby bear sat paralyzed on the ground, with twine wrapped around his body and tied into countless small knots, firmly locking the bear and the sofa together.
Cheng Miao stood not far away, holding his knees with his hands and panting, his eyes surprisingly bright.
Qi Jiajia breathed a sigh of relief, and her heart, which had been beating so hard since just now, calmed down. She turned around calmly and threw the sewing basket hard towards the furious Mother Bear who was about to pounce on Bai Jiang.
The needles and threads were scattered all over the floor again, but this time the bear's attention was successfully attracted.
Mother Bear looked down for a while, then suddenly howled, seemingly extremely happy.
Mother Bear held the needle in one hand and hooked the ball of thread in the other. She slowly sat back on the bed and started sewing in a standard posture.
Bai Jiang, who finally climbed out of the chair, twitched the corner of his mouth. What happened to this virtuous energy?
Qi Jiajia relaxed completely. She turned around and walked two steps towards Cheng Miao, stopping not far from the baby bear.
His eyes were full of interest, but his words were still thorny, "I didn't expect that you were so skilled that you could trip up the baby bear so easily."
At this time, the baby bear was not docile. The hemp rope that could not be pulled away and the furniture that restricted its movements made it extremely irritated, and its eyes became even redder.
It bit hard at the hemp rope on its body, and even a lot of fur was pulled off by its teeth. Cheng Miao frowned and reminded, "Don't get too close, its rampage is not over yet."
Qi Jiajia pouted, of course she knew this.
Just when he was about to say something, he suddenly felt himself being pushed hard, and before he could react, he flew towards the baby bear.
At the moment of life and death, Qi Jiajia did not scream in panic. Instead, she reached into her pocket and took out a rope.
Different from what Cheng Miao and the others found in the three bears' home, this was an ordinary hemp rope, about the thickness of a human thumb, and its rough texture and texture could easily cut bleeding marks on the skin.
There is a ring tied to the top, just like the one used to hang someone.
Qi Jiajia aimed at the bedpost beside her and threw it hard. Miraculously, the rope loop was caught on it. The inertia caused Qi Jiajia to deviate from its original trajectory and almost fell to the floor not far from where she was standing.
Qi Jiajia ignored the pain all over her body and turned over to see that the person behind her just now was Zhao Liang who was locked in the cabinet.
