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The two teams decided to go to a hotel after some exchanges, and chose two adjacent rooms.

Room 303 and 305.

Among them, 303 is Qiancangyi, Gracilaria and rice paper in the past, and 305 is Qiancangyi, rice paper and Wutong in the past.

According to the idea of ​​rice paper, he and the past him chose to use Russian roulette to determine the outcome. As for Qiancangyi, although the conditions have been met, the other party intends to look at the situation of rice paper first.

In the two rooms, there is a black revolver, and there is only one bullet in the pistol.

"I wanted to try this feeling a long time ago." The old rice paper picked up the revolver with his right hand and pointed the muzzle at his temple.

Qiancang stood aside, his back against the wall, his arms crossed his chest, his expression gloomy.

On the way to the hotel, they encountered a car accident. Before entering the hotel, they also encountered a high-altitude projectile. Because of their bad luck, they did not even choose the elevator when going upstairs, but the stairs. Even so, they almost fell down the stairs. .

The expelling force in time and space is gradually increasing. At present, it is only through external force. According to Gracilaria, if the expelling force continues to develop, in the end, myocardial infarction and cerebrovascular burst may even occur.

In short, it is absolutely impossible for two people to survive!

Jiang Ling looked at the rice paper with an apologetic face, "I'm sorry, I got you in."

The rice paper smiled, did not answer, and then pulled the trigger.

Pong!

The gunfire sounded.

The bullet pierced the skin, penetrated into the flesh and blood, and stirred the tissues in the brain, like a torrent of steel, directly running over the flesh made of protein.

The rice paper fell straight to the ground, with the same smile on his face.

Qian Cangyi's expression was calm, but his breathing involuntarily increased. Now, he is the only one who is still troubled by the expulsion of time and space.

Ding ding jingle bell, cell phone ringing.

As soon as Qiancang took out his cell phone, it was the rice paper number, the original rice paper.

"Tsk tusk tusk, to be honest, it's really exciting, but then again, if Pu'er is not too abnormal, I really want to be teammates with him, after all, every time I have one more life, it is not too cool." Xuan paper's tone seemed to be Full of pride.

"Really? I think you and Pu'er are a good match. Why don't you try to team up with him? Maybe you will get along very well." Qian Cang hung up the phone as soon as he finished speaking.

Now, he is the only one left.

Perhaps the time did not meet the requirements, and Wutong was not affected by Pu'er's skills.

Qiancang couldn't help but recall the incident at Wuxiang Shise Restaurant. To some extent, Pu'er paid too much attention to Gracilaria, just because Gracilaria was whispering in his ear, Pu'er could not wait. Go down.

"It's your turn." The voice of rice paper sounded outside the door.

When Qian Cang heard this, his brows were slightly frowned, and his mood was complicated.

"There is not much time, I want to talk to you." Qian Cangyi's own voice sounded outside the door.

Qiancang nodded slightly when he looked at the Gracilaria in the room.

Jiang Ling naturally understood the meaning, and walked to the door, leaving the money warehouse alone in the room.

Afterwards, Qiancang stood at the door, outside the door was his past self, not the past self in philosophical terms, but the self who was truly drawn from the past to the present point in time. Everything is the same.

Whether it is fingerprints, genes, life experience, or way of thinking, there is no difference, but now, there is a choice between two people.

No one wants to die.

As soon as Qiancang knew how much he wanted to live, at least, he didn't want to die until he completed his goal.

"Now there are only two of us left." A voice came from outside the door.

"What do you want to talk about?" Qiancang turned his back to the door and held it back.

"To be honest, it was actually quite unexpected. I was right. I was suddenly told that I would either kill myself or die myself. It was a strange feeling." The voice outside the door contained deep helplessness.

"I know, there is no way, there are many things that can't be done, and this is just one of them." Qiancang lowered his head, and then lightly hit the door with the back of his head.

"Hell movies do bring a lot of dangers, forcing us to do something, but we are not only unlucky, we meet so many people along the way, unique people, experience a different world, and feel the excitement of life and death. What if From this perspective, we are actually very lucky, especially the teammates who are going forward together." The voice outside the door was a little relieved, and the previous sense of sadness was much diluted.

"Yeah, they are very good. If they were not selected by the **** movie, they might not be met." Qian Cangyi agreed very much.

"Eagle Eye probably wants to do something unusual. Pay attention to it. It may not be a good thing. However, it is his world that is of little significance to us. It is good to help him. Many times, I have a feeling, As long as Hawkeye is not dead, we will not die."

"I know."

"Qian Jiangyue's thoughts are hidden deep. Although he doesn't seem to care, but I think he should be the person who cares about his life experience the most on the way back from hell, because it means the beginning of a person. However, he is not like an eagle eye. He likes to have people help, if he needs it, he will find us."

"Hey, his personality is a bit aggressive, but this is him. That's how it was when I first met him. I even refused to shake hands."

"Shadow play, thanks to her, she survived the sunset castle, and she was the only girl in the team, you have to protect her."

"rest assured."

"Little diamond wind... I always think this code name is very funny, let alone this, there is actually no other reason to save him at the beginning, although his performance is very poor and a bit naive, but a student can do this step already. It's not easy, and I didn't care about him anymore. I didn't expect to stick to it till now. It's pretty good. I can teach him more when I have time.

"There is nothing to teach. Sometimes, if you deliberately teach it, it may be counterproductive."

"Haha, that's right, I'm just a little worried... Forget it, when I didn't say it. As for the fable, he is more thorough than we thought. He has only been alive for decades. It is indeed a good way to experience the present, and People are funny."

"Character reason? But there is no need to worry about him."

"After talking so much, the time is almost there. In fact, I can play a word game. After all, the rice paper is not really dead." The voice outside the door was very soft, and there seemed to be nostalgia in his tone.

"The problem is ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ You also know that keeping the'original' is very important. This is the bottom line of the concept. If you encounter similar things in the future, you won't be entangled anymore." Qiancang sighed.

He hasn't spoken to himself for a long, long time.

Now, chatting with himself in this way gives him the feeling that there are few drinks at his best.

There was a chuckle from outside the door, then knocked on the door, and then came a voice:

"Don't worry, I don't worry if you have you, although a passive skill is missing, it doesn't get in the way."

"By the way, it is still unknown whether Pu'er still remembers you. If he pulls his time too early, he will lose your skill information. In fact, you will still have an advantage in this respect. Of course, it is not necessarily. Some skills are better for you. There will be different effects when used."

Suddenly, a gap appeared in the intact door, and then the gap gradually expanded like a spider web.

"It seems that my time is up. Will you help me choose a way to die?" shouted aloud outside the door.

"What are the requirements?" Qiancang asked.

"Don't you know what I want?" There was a chuckle from outside the door.

"You can experience the feeling of falling before you die." Qiancang held the door handle and turned slowly.

"I wish you a victory!"

"for sure!"

Then, as soon as Qiancang put his ear on the door, the sound of footsteps outside the door gradually faded away.

Five seconds later, there was a dull loud noise from downstairs.

As soon as the Qiancang opened the door, there was no one in the corridor, and the red carpet was extraordinarily gorgeous, as if stained with blood.

At the corner ahead, rice paper, Gracilaria and Indus appeared.

"Welcome to join the Kill Yourself Club." The rice paper leaned against the wall and applauded.

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