Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world

"Hey, I know, this one is called King Pigeon, I've seen it before."

Xiaoyang happily pressed the power button and taught the old lamp how to turn it on. The three of them received each other's signals.

"In this case, let's enter the plot world first, the time is almost up."

Old Deng and Xiaoyang also nodded when they heard this.

The three of them disappeared into the space cover together, and the space cover was shattered.

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Didi——! Didi didi——!

A messy dripping sound came from his ears, Wu Heng's vision slowly recovered, and he could clearly see the picture in front of him.

A yellow-faced middle-aged man wearing an oxygen tube and wearing a hospital gown was lying on the hospital bed.

The head of his bed was against the wall, and an electrocardiograph was placed on a shelf two meters high.

The heart waves above are constantly changing, and every time the heart rate changes, there will be a sound, and the sound is coming from this machine.

A middle-aged woman with a wavy perm was sitting by the bed with a sleepy and sad expression.

Her curly and permed hair, which had been carefully styled, had become very greasy, turning into clumps.

There were also several pieces of foundation on her face missing, and it looked like she had stayed up for several nights without washing.

"Aaron, if you leave, what will we two do?"

The middle-aged woman burst into tears.

"Ahem. Shut up. Ahem, don't interrupt. I have something to tell my brother."

"Why bother, come here!"

Zhang Long, who was lying on the hospital bed, waved to the end of the bed.

A handsome young man of about twenty years old wearing hip-hop clothing walked up to Zhang Long.

Zhang Long lay on the bed, stretched out his right hand to hold his son's hand, and his left hand to hold Wu Heng's hand.

"This is my brother Zhang Fudao, and also my uncle. Please call me uncle."

"uncle!"

Zhang Heku shouted very obediently at this time.

"Oh, this is my nephew. He has grown so old in a blink of an eye. It has been 21 years. How fast!"

Wu Heng sighed based on part of the memory in his mind.

His identity this time is Zhang Fudao, 37 years old. I have been doing business overseas for 21 years and earned about 30 million yuan. I just returned to my hometown a few days ago.

"Ahem. Kowtow to your uncle!" Zhang Long gasped again.

Hearing this, Zhang Heku glanced at his parents awkwardly.

"I said, kowtow to your uncle!"

Zhang Long's eyes widened, he breathed heavily, coughed violently and said loudly and seriously, with an expression that made him hate the iron.

"Okay, okay, why are you doing all these ceremonial etiquettes? There is no need for my family."

Wu Heng was about to stand up to stop him, but Zhang Long grabbed his right hand tightly. He didn't know where this seriously ill man could find such strength.

Although he could easily shake it off, Zhang Long's last breath was probably lost to him.

Seeing that his father was angry, Zhang Heku no longer hesitated, knelt down and kowtowed to Wu Heng.

Bang!

"Okay, okay, get up quickly!"

Wu Heng couldn't help but let go of Zhang Long's hand, and said politely while sitting there.

Since this place is a multiplayer dungeon, it is better to temporarily pretend to be an aboriginal identity and not to be exposed casually.

"Three!"

Zhang Long continued before his son got up.

Bang bang!

"Fudao, I know, I, as your brother, am sorry for you. I have been having trouble sleeping and eating for so many years, but brother, you are the only relative I have."

"I don't want this face anymore. When I go underground, I can beat my mother to death to apologize."

"I want to entrust this baby and your sister-in-law to you. Please consider me as your brother!"

Zhang Long said that he would turn over and sit up from the hospital bed, kneeling down to Wu Heng.

"Hey, lie down quickly. I don't think it's a big deal. That's all. If I leak a little bit between my fingers, it's enough for both of them."

Wu Heng reached out and held down Zhang Long's body, asking him to lie on the hospital bed and stop moving.

He said this, and after checking some memories in his mind, he smiled inwardly.

In order to get married, this Zhang Long coaxed his parents into borrowing 30,000 yuan in foreign debt.

He also deceived two old people into adopting the house into his name, saying that he would temporarily show it to his in-laws, and when they got married, the house would be returned to the old people and distributed by the old people. The results can be imagined.

Not only that, he also stole 10,000 yuan that his parents had saved for 15-year-old Zhang Fudao to attend school, and then bought two model robots for Zhang Fudao for several hundred yuan, falsely accusing him of spending the tuition fees himself.

The two confused old men were also obsessed with this and really believed it. They beat Zhang Fudao angrily and told him to go out to work and were not allowed to study anymore.

Zhang Fudao was wronged and decided to go overseas for 21 years at the age of 16.

Zhang Long's business failed last year and he owed a lot of debt. This year he was diagnosed with cancer. He wanted to use his last time to take shortcuts to get some savings for his family.

As a result, he was seriously injured by a poisonous soldier on the road, and it cost him a lot of money to treat his injuries.

His wife saw that all the places where she could borrow money had been exhausted. Zhang Long himself did not want to continue treatment, but he could not let go of his wife and son.

I don’t know where I found out that my brother Zhang Fudao had made a lot of money overseas, so I sent 21 letters home, saying that my parents regretted not being able to see Zhang Fudao in their later years, and they died in depression.

He repeatedly confessed in his letters at home that he had been obsessed with things and believed in his friends' instigation. He prayed to Buddha all the year round to protect his brother's safety.

His parents' regrets and tears finally awakened Zhang Fudao's homesickness, and after returning, he ended up in such a drama.

Unfortunately, what Zhang Fudao's predecessor didn't know was that his parents found the toy store a day after he ran away from home and found out that Zhang Long asked a friend to buy the toys.

It's just that the real estate is in Zhang Long's hands, but the foreign debt of 100,000 yuan is in the hands of the old couple. The more arrogant Zhang Long behaves, the more they are afraid that Zhang Long will kick them out, so they can only wrong their second son.

The old couple really wanted to see Zhang Fudao when they were dying, but Zhang Long was afraid that the meeting would cause complications, so he simply said that his brother was dead and forged a newspaper about the accident.

"Brother, I want to hear your promise to me personally before I dare to swallow this breath."

Zhang Long refused to give up and continued to struggle to get up and kowtow.

"Okay, I promise you, just lie down and recuperate. You're not dead yet. It's like giving your last words!"

After checking his memory, Wu Heng wanted to slap the dragon to death, but in order to maintain his character, he continued to maintain a peaceful attitude.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Long's arms instantly collapsed, and his whole body lay quietly, without any movement.

The electrocardiograph emits a series of steady and long beeps.

"Husband——! Nurse. Doctor!"

"dad.!"

Zhang Long's wife and Zhang Heku rushed to Zhang Long's side, shouting in pain.

Wu Heng secretly said something bad, why did this dragon seem to be cursed to death by him? Why was this dragon so cooperative with what he said?

After Zhang Long's body was pushed to the morgue, the three returned to Zhang Long's home.

Zhang Long's wife was crying while holding Zhang Long's photo. Zhang Heku quietly walked to Wu Heng with a glass of water and put the water on the table.

When Wu Heng was in the hospital, he looked at the calendar and saw October 10th.

And the clear memory in his mind allowed him to remember that when the meat dumplings were given out in the plot, the yellow paper "Sacrifice Delivery" posted on the wall said October 24th, which meant that there were still 14 days before the plot started.

Wu Heng picked up the water on the table, took a sip, and carefully recalled the plot:

It is roughly about a 17-year-old girl Jiamin who has had supernatural vision since she was a child.

One day, Jiamin's junior high school classmate Qianqian and her internet celebrity boyfriend Grizzly wanted to film the famous folk legend "Chair Girl", hoping that Jiamin would summon the gods to attract live broadcast traffic.