[Comprehensive British and American] Life winners are fake

Chapter 12

"I have a haemostatic spray in my pocket, take it out."

While being moved to tears, Peter took out the hemostatic spray from Joey's pocket and sprayed it on his right leg. He felt a cool feeling seeping into his skin, and the pain seemed to have disappeared a lot. stopped.

This made the little spider stunned for a moment. This hemostatic spray seemed to have a much better effect than the ones he had used before, or the effect was too good.He quickly glanced at his little friend who was looking at his right leg seriously and worriedly with lowered eyes, and grinned.

"Thanks, my right leg is much better after spraying this, Joe."

"It's good if it works," Joey, who was completely unaware of the complicated mental activities of his little friend at this moment, raised his head and pursed his lips and smiled at him, then quickly became serious again, "The bullet is still stuck in your right leg, what will happen?" won't affect you?"

Peter moved his right leg and found that although there was still a little pain, it did not affect his activities. "I think it's okay," he shrugged. "It's no problem to run a 2000 meters."

"You put it on," Joey twisted his body back a little when Peter tried to put the spray back in his pocket, shaking his head at him, "if it still hurts, use it again."

"Now, what we need to consider is how to save ourselves."

He looked around at the other people who were still in a coma, and frowned tightly, "Before I was caught, I had already sent a distress message to the police and my relatives, but those who caught us must have thought of this, So they probably want to move."

"Before you woke up, I was wondering why there were some faces I didn't recognize in this room besides the people from the summer camp." Joy paused, then looked up at Peter, "help me untie the rope first."

When the rope that bound him was cut, Joey turned his wrist and continued to speak, "I suspect this may be a human trafficker," which he guessed when he saw so many people, until the system told After the conversations he heard, he was sure that his guess was right.

"We have to get ready, Peter."

"If they want to take us to transfer, how can we let you escape."

Peter felt an invisible pressure on his shoulders, but instead he straightened his back and nodded very seriously, "I will."

But he will not run away, but will find a way to use his ability to deal with those people in the dark.

"But I'm a little worried about waking them up now?" Joey looked at the group of unconscious guys with a bit of a headache. "Without knowing their personalities, I really don't know whether they will help or not."

"Wake up," Peter thought for a while, and made this decision, "Since they are human traffickers, if we all escape, they will definitely want to catch us all back, but——"

"We have to find a way to let that person in," Peter looked out carefully through the small window, his eyes fixed on the man standing not far from the door with his back turned to them, "The door was closed from the outside, if not If he comes to open it, we won't be able to leave."

"hold on."

When Joey came over, Peter consciously gave up his position so that Joey could have a position to look out of the window like him.

"It's almost dark." Joey said softly.

"When it's dark, there's always negligence," Peter added.

The two of them seemed to have a tacit understanding, they turned their heads sideways and looked at each other, and then looked back out of the window, narrowing their eyes.

"Only until then."

It got dark quickly, and during this process, Peter used the spray again. Although he still looked very energetic, the color of his lips was indeed a little lighter. After all, he was injured and left blood.

The person guarding the door finally made a move. He looked up at the sky, then went to another room and stayed there for about ten minutes before coming out. While complaining about something, he walked towards Joey's room, and then He stood at the door and took out the key.

"Ryan bastard," he cursed dissatisfiedly, "it must be because I refuted his words in the afternoon that he arranged this damn thing for me. What a group of children have to worry about, they have to stay still."

"Forget what's left of them, and let me come in again to see if I'm awake, damn Ryan!"

The last sentence floated in with the opened door, which was opened from the outside.

Peter was about to rush out, but Joey secretly held him back. Although he was puzzled, Peter had no choice but to give up his previous thoughts and stay on the ground.

The gatekeeper took a cursory look around and saw nothing amiss, which made his displeasure even worse, and he turned around to leave, swearing profanely.

Right at this moment-

The sound of breaking through the air sounded from behind, and the gatekeeper felt that something was wrong. He turned around quickly, and before the gun in his hand was raised, he felt that his eyes went dark, and then he felt the pain of being hit on the forehead suddenly. He subconsciously bent down and wanted to cover his head, but was hit hard on the back of the neck by the attack from above, and fell directly to the ground.

"Joe, I'll make it—" Peter turned his head and was about to tell Joey that he had succeeded, when he found that Joey was waking up the others and cutting the rope for them.

Peter:? ?

Why is Joe so fast?He stared in bewilderment at the appearance of several people who had regained their freedom.

"If you don't want to die, be quiet," Joey was impatient to appease them one by one, and time did not allow. To be honest, he was able to cut off their ropes so quickly, not only because the knife produced by the system was particularly sharp, but also with the help of the system. Help, "Now, one by one, we must leave before they find out."

Everyone was startled by Joey's gloomy expression, and before they had time to think, they subconsciously followed his words.

A group of teenagers escaped from the room with the help of the night. All of them covered their mouths for fear that they would make a sound inadvertently. When they ran for about ten minutes, there was a faint human voice behind them. There are dogs barking.

"Hu-hu-"

Panting sounds sounded among the fleeing people, and someone staggered and cried softly, "I, I can't run anymore, I'm so tired."

Joey took a quick look, because he couldn't see the other person's face clearly because of the dark sky, but he could recognize that the other person was not a person attending the summer camp from his too short height.

Peter was closer to the person who couldn't help crying, so he found that the crying child was a child, at most seven or eight years old. He touched the spray in his pocket and made a decision to approach the child , stretched out his hand towards him.

But there was a pair of hands that picked up the child before him. Peter looked up in surprise and found that it was Joey.

"Did you forget your legs?" Joey ran forward with the child in his arms, and gave him an annoyed look. He didn't give up even though he knew the other party couldn't see him in the dark, "What do you think you are? A superhero?"

Although it was very inappropriate at this time, Peter was touched again, "Joe, you are so kind."

Joey felt that his skin was about to get goosebumps, he rolled his eyes, "Peter, dear Mr. Peter, can you save your energy for speaking and save it for running away?"

Although he was rude to the other party in his mouth, Joey passed his right leg with a slightly worried look. He was not sure how long Peter could last.

To Joey's surprise, the group of adults in the prime of life behind hadn't caught up. He didn't know that it was because Peter had left spider threads between the tree trunks as a disturbance when he escaped.

"boom--"

The gunshot rang out, and Joey's pupils constricted.

Those human traffickers finally lost their patience. Although they used the summer camp and this remote scenic spot to cover up their human trafficking, it also prevented them from catching up with these escaped children at this time. Someone finally opened fire on their side. shot.

After all, most of them were minors. Some people were frightened by the gunshots and cried loudly, but the child in Joey's arms held his mouth and stopped crying.

"It can't go on like this," because after running for a while and still holding a child, Joey's breath became heavy. He adjusted his breathing while saying, "Some people have no strength to run," Joey glanced at The few people who fell behind him, he suspected that these people might not have eaten for a while, "we will definitely get most of them in the end."

So, he had to cover for Peter to leave.

They were gradually overtaken, and several of them were unlucky enough to be shot. Because of fear, some subconsciously held back the people beside them, which slowed down the speed of their escape.

Joey patted Peter on the shoulder in the dark, and then distanced himself from Peter in the direction of fleeing.

Probably because Joey broke the ropes of these people and let them follow. When they were running away, they didn't realize that they had been following Joey's direction, so when Joey did this , and they all shifted their direction, away from Peter.

Everything went well. Although they were captured and some were even shot, no one was killed, which also delayed the transfer of these people. Peter also hid in the dark looking for opportunities to attack them.

But the person who was knocked unconscious was very careful. From the fact that he had been cursing his companions behind his back, it can be seen that when he was frightened by the attack, he especially wanted to vent. When he was left to take care of these When he caught the child, he had a certain idea.

Joey, who was holding a child, was followed by him.

"Look at what I saw?" The man approached them maliciously, knelt down and put a gun against Joey's head, "It's touching to be in the mood to run with him, but—"

He pulled the child out of Joey's arms and threw it aside, his eyes scanned Joey's body from top to bottom, and his eyes looked a little disgusted.

And he does do some nasty things.

He pointed the gun at Joey, "Take off your clothes."

Joey's eyes widened, "..."

The man impatiently took a gun and knocked him on the head, and when he saw the red mark on Joey's forehead, he became even more excited, "I said, undress - oops!"

The unfinished words turned into screams, and it turned out that the child jumped up and bit his wrist.The distorted sense of excitement, the fragile nerves after being frightened, and the anger of being bitten directly made this person turn the gun and press it without thinking.

Peter in the dark shoots spider webs.

Joey jumped on the child faster than the traffickers.

But all the movements are faster than the light beams that light up in the dark night.

The thin light directly penetrated the trafficker's hand, and there was a more tragic and sharp cry accompanied by the sound of the engine. In everyone's sight, a golden-red humanoid armor fell from the sky.

"Wow, hope I'm here in time?"

A human voice came out of the armor, with a slightly raised tone and a hint of a smile.