Survive! Sisters!

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There was silence in the dim stone room. I watched everyone stand up without saying a word. "Sisters, we have to cheer up!" Everyone looked at me indifferently, without any trace of excitement. It made me a little embarrassed.

I laughed awkwardly, looked at the slightly more beautiful sister next to me and said, "Sister, you are so beautiful. What's your number? Let's get to know each other."

I just feel that life has just begun, and it can’t be so boring at the beginning.

The beautiful sister said, "I am number 30." There was a slight blush on her fair face. The sound is so nice. I took her little hand with pity and looked into her eyes as bright as pearls, feeling very happy.

I motioned for Thirty to sit down. I stroked her hair behind her and praised, "My sister's hair is so beautiful. It's so black and shiny. It's like black pearls."

"I'll make you a hairpin to tie it up."

The atmosphere became warmer and everyone was chatting in twos and threes.

Thirty turned back, blinked her big eyes and said: "Sister, you are also very good-looking. Sister, your skin is very white, so white that it feels like there is light. Your whole body is like light, which can warm us. You..." Maybe she is here Find adjectives to describe me. I am helpless and at a loss for words. I interrupted her with a smile, "Sister, can I give you a name?" Thirty was so happy that he turned around and looked at me expectantly.

I said lovingly: "How about I call you Azhu?"

"Azhu?"

"Well, pearls of pearls."

The next morning, the sky may be slightly brighter.

"Clang" The door was opened violently, and there was a tremor.

"Everyone is up!" There was a snapping sound. I opened my eyes and saw the same group of people from yesterday were here again, but the leader was carrying a long whip.

"Cheer up, I'm bringing you breakfast." The leader smiled evilly and raised his hand. A large iron cage was pushed outside the door, and a tiger was locked in the cage. The tiger is huge, its body is yellow, and its eyes are yellow, almost bulging out of its sockets.

The tiger had been locked in a cage for a long time and was already very hungry. Looking at these tender delicacies, I am already salivating. "Whether you survive or not depends on yourself, hahaha!" The door was slammed shut.

"Beast!" I yelled hysterically.

There is no room for us to be frightened or angry now. The tiger is the most critical thing right now. This is the first time I feel so close to death. I was born yesterday, will I die today?

I tried my best to calm down, and backed away while protecting the crying and trembling little Azhu.

"Sisters, we need to unite and work together to kill it, otherwise we will all become his prey." A sister stood at the front with a heroic appearance and suddenly shined brightly. A firm and resonant voice, with the eye-catching No. 1 engraved behind him.

Everyone immediately put away their tears and refused to retreat.

The tiger roared twice and walked out of the cage. The beast slowly approached us, seeming to have a winning chance.

"Everyone, spread out and surround it!" Sister No. 1, with her innate leadership and command, couldn't help but sigh that the Pearls were so sassy.

I pulled little Azhu around and walked behind the tiger. The tiger suddenly realized that we had changed our formation, or felt that there was danger behind us. He turned his huge body around and roared wildly behind him.

By coincidence, the tiger happened to be staring at me. I looked into its eyes, and its yellow eyes seemed to have aimed at me as its prey. I was suddenly stared at with horror, and I really wanted to blind the tiger's eyes.

I was about to make a move when suddenly, the sisters across from me howled "Come on".

The sisters swarmed up, some hugged, some pulled, some pulled. The tiger was caught off guard, turned around and bit one of them.

"Ah~" The tragic cry, blood splattered in all directions, and some sisters were frightened away.

Tasting the blood, the tiger became more energetic and immediately chased and bit several people.

What I smelled was not only the smell of blood, but also the smell of despair.

"No!" I roared, almost desperately. Watching the sisters fall one by one, I immediately shouted: "You want to train killers, at least give me a stick." There was no response, no response.

What's in my pocket? What do I have in my hand? There is something and nothing around. By the way, there is a small wooden hairpin that I wanted to make for little Azhu last night. I seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, held it tightly, and rushed towards the tiger.

The tiger was biting everywhere. It felt that I was approaching and bit my left arm. It hurt me, so I raised my right hand and poked the tiger's left eye with all my strength.

Success! The tiger let go of my arm in pain and howled. I took advantage of the situation and pulled out the small wooden stick that poked the tiger's eye. How could such a good sharp weapon be wasted? I gripped the stick tightly and prepared to stab the tiger again. The tiger seemed to be wary of me. It opened its mouth and came towards me. I could only avoid it. The second attack failed.

When I stopped, I felt that the wound on my arm was bleeding continuously, and the tearing and painful feeling was not very pleasant.

Little Azhu ran into me, panicked and already in tears.

Suddenly, sister No. 1 and several sisters pounced on the tiger from the side of the tiger's left eye. The tiger was overwhelmed by them. The tiger was so strong. When he tried to get up, he was stuck by No. 1. Hold your neck.

"13, poke its neck!" Sister No. 1 ordered. I raised the small wooden stick, walked over, and stabbed it directly at the tiger's neck in one go. I didn't care about the blood splashing into my eyes. I just wanted to seize the opportunity and kill the tiger.

I don't know how long it took, but I stopped breathing and stopped using my right hand, and then my whole body started to tremble.

I looked at my sisters. They were already crying.

Who made us become like this? Are they those people outside? Who dominates all this.

Are we that weak and ready to be slaughtered?