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"Just read on patiently. When you reach the end, you will understand why I dare to make this bet with you."

Upon hearing this, the Nebula Body just shook its head and chuckled. Full of confidence in its victory, it picked up the telescope and looked towards Wang Quan and the other two again.

At first, Nebula had a bright smile, but as time went on, it gradually froze on his face, and finally turned into a gloomy one.

Under his gaze, Wang Quan took Gao Lian and three others to choose a car and drove straight to the city gate. However, just as the car was about to drive out of the city gate, Wang Quan suddenly jumped out of the door, rolled on the ground for a few times in a panic, and barely managed to stabilize his body.

At this time, the car had driven out of the city gate. Wang Quan looked up and saw the surprised and puzzled expressions of Wang Zixuan and the others. In response, Wang Quan showed a gentle smile to the three of them, but said to the guard beside him.

"close the door."

The guard closed the city gate quickly without any hesitation. When the city gate was about to close, the gap between the gates was reduced to a straight line.

Through the straight lines, Wang Quan bowed slightly and murmured softly with a complicated expression.

"I'm sorry, I'm a coward."

After saying that, Wang Quan straightened up. It seemed that his left leg had been injured when he jumped off the car just now. He walked with a limp.

Wang Quan slowly took out the revolver, then took out three bullets dyed with red paint from his pocket, and finally took out an ordinary bullet without any markings, and put them into the magazine.

Wang Quan limped along slowly, his face was covered in dirt, and his hair, which he had taken great pains to groom in the morning, was also covered in dust.

Wang Quan's appearance naturally attracted the attention of other people. Soon, both sides of the street were full of people. These people looked at Wang Quan in confusion and strangeness, and no one knew what they were thinking.

At this moment, a group of people came from the front, very impressive. Looking closely, it was Liu Yong and his men.

Seeing this, Wang Quan was slightly stunned. Instead of moving forward, he stopped where he was. After a moment, Liu Yong stopped five steps away from Wang Quan with a cold look on his face.

Liu Yong frowned slightly, looked at Wang Quan's embarrassed appearance, and sneered.

"The chief instructed me yesterday to come here to pick you up today."

"It's really interesting. He actually asked me to pick you up. Doesn't he know that you are the person I hate the most?"

Hearing this, Wang Quan was startled, then he looked up at the three-story building in the distance and laughed softly.

"Ha, I didn't expect that the person who knows me best in this base is the one I want to kill the most."

After saying that, Wang Quan shook his head repeatedly, but suddenly raised his hand and pointed the revolver in his hand at Liu Yong. Liu Yong was startled, and just as he was about to take action, he found that the two people he trusted most suddenly grabbed his arms and refused to let go.

Liu Yong was furious and shouted loudly.

"Do you two want to die?!"

However, the two men said calmly upon hearing this.

"Sorry, this is also the order of the leader."

“We have to do this.”

Chapter 199

The sun was shining brightly, and the light shone on the metal casing of the revolver, reflecting a faint luster. Looking at Liu Yong who was forcibly restrained and unable to move, Wang Quan felt as if he was in another world.

He had dreamt of this scene many times, and each time the dream was so real, with the spurting blood, brain matter, and smoke wafting from the muzzle, it was so real that it didn't seem like a dream.

However, when all this really happened, Wang Quan felt nothing real. He looked at Liu Yong who was struggling and roaring at him, and felt a little empty in his heart.

He thought he would be excited, relieved, and would let go of everything in the end, but the reality was that his heart was like a collapsed building, in ruins, empty and messy.

All his past stubbornness, unwillingness, and gnashing hatred were suddenly expelled from his mouth and nose with every breath he took.

He knew that this was not relief or letting go, it was just that he was too tired.

Liu Yong was still struggling, but the two people who restrained him did not move at all. Seeing this, Liu Yong was completely panicked, but he still forced himself to look calm and threatened coldly.

"I'm saying this for the last time, let go!"

"You two know my methods. I have countless ways to make you two suffer a fate worse than death."

Hearing Liu Yong's already weak threat, Wang Quan curled his lips, slowly put down the revolver in his hand, looked at Wang Quan deeply, and said.

"You don't have to try again, that's what the man meant."

"That man gave me five bullets. Each bullet represents a life. I can use the bullets to kill someone, or to exchange someone to leave this damn place."

Hearing this, Liu Yong's breath choked and his body stiffened instantly. He stopped struggling and stared at Liu Yong in a daze, saying in a dry voice.

"You...want to kill me?"

Wang Quan nodded slightly, his expression calm and his tone gentle, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

"Yes, I will kill you."

Liu Yong's face became ferocious for a moment, but returned to normal in the next moment. He did not try to struggle or escape, but stared at Wang Quan and spoke slowly.

"Don't you think this is a waste? In this world, I could die at any time. It's not worth wasting this spot."

Liu Yong analyzed it very seriously, as if he was really considering Wang Quan.

"According to your style, if there is such an opportunity, why don't you save one more person?"

"Killing a person is much easier than saving a person. Do you know how many people in this base are living in a state of despair?"

Liu Yong said a lot, but Wang Quan looked indifferent, which made Liu Yong's face become unnatural, and his voice became more anxious. He couldn't help but raise his voice a few degrees and shouted at Wang Quan.

"Uncle Wang in the city, his son is dead, his wife is dead, and his only grandson also died last month. Isn't he worth saving?"

Wang Quan narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he didn't listen to Liu Yong's words at all, and spoke softly to himself.

"When I was a kid, my family lived in a small house and my sister and I didn't have our own room."

"A whole family squeezed into a big bed made of pieces."

"There were many nights when my parents would chat while I was asleep and then it would turn into a quarrel, and they would quarrel so loudly that I couldn't sleep at all."

Wang Quan raised his eyebrows slightly, smiled slightly, and said to Liu Yong who looked confused.

"But at that time, I could only pretend to be asleep and pretend that I didn't hear them arguing. I didn't dare to wake up, and I couldn't wake up."

"In my childhood memories, my mother sobbed at night, and my father sat at the head of the bed, lighting one cigarette after another."

"At that time, I was thinking, how great it would be if someone could help me and my parents."

"But no one would come, so I thought, why can't I be that person?"

Wang Quan's brows relaxed, he exhaled lightly, and spoke slowly.

“Perhaps this is why I have always wanted to do something for others.”

"I am actually very satisfied that I have come this far despite having such a poor original intention."

As he spoke, Wang Quan raised his revolver again, took a step forward, and placed the cold muzzle against Liu Yong's forehead, causing Liu Yong's body to tremble instantly.

"But if you think about it, I couldn't stop my parents from arguing. They might not be suitable, but I could sleep well."

“I couldn’t change anything, but I adapted to the sound of their bickering.”

"As it is now."

A hint of helplessness flashed across Wang Quan's pupils. His finger moved lightly and landed on the trigger of the revolver. His lips moved slightly and he spoke in a very soft voice.

"I can't save everyone, so I've learned to ignore them and ignore them."

"Sure enough, when I started to be a blind person, my life became much simpler."

"You're right. Killing people is much easier than saving them. So this time, I want to choose an easy path."

Hearing this, Liu Yong's face turned pale. Feeling the cold muzzle of the gun on his forehead, his body began to shake uncontrollably, his chest heaving violently, and he seemed to be having difficulty breathing.

Wang Quan's eyes flashed, as if he remembered something, and suddenly asked Liu Yong.

"By the way, do you still remember the scene when we first met? Can you tell me now how you saw me at that time?"

Hearing this, Liu Yong climbed up quickly like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw and spoke without thinking.

"I……"

boom!

As soon as the word "I" came out of Liu Yong's mouth, a gunshot suddenly rang out. The bullet, thrust by the flames, spun and instantly pierced through Liu Yong's head.

In an instant, blood plasma splattered everywhere, and milky yellow objects fell everywhere. Liu Yong's body fell straight forward. At the moment of death, he looked confused and puzzled, as if he didn't understand why all this happened so suddenly.

With a muffled sound, Liu Yong's body fell into the dust, raising some sand. The yellow sand stained his broken head and quickly covered it.

Wang Quan slowly retracted his pistol, looked at the body lying on the ground, turned around silently, without looking again, and walked towards the tallest building in the ancient city.

In the three-story building, Mo Li looked at Wang Quan who was walking towards the building, and spoke softly to the nebula body beside him.

"I won this bet."

The nebula body had a calm expression, looking down at Wang Quan and spoke lightly.

"He still has one bullet in his pistol. He still has a chance to leave here. I haven't lost."

Hearing this, Mo Li chuckled, stretched out his finger, pointed at himself lightly, and said with a smile.

"Don't think too much about it. He will only leave that bullet for me."

"He's coming to kill me."

Chapter 200: The Fool (Part 3)

Step, step, step.

Wang Quan held his head high and chest out, and strode into the three-story building. He ignored the guards downstairs and walked up the stairs as if no one was around. The guards seemed to have received orders and had no intention of stopping him.

The wooden stairs made a slight sound as people stepped on them, and they took one step at a time to reach the last floor.

Wang Quan was no longer at a loss. In a trance, he felt his steps were very light, as if he was walking on the spring breeze, stepping in the air, and his whole body was about to float up.

tread.

When he stepped onto the last step, a figure jumped into Wang Quan's sight. The tall Mo Li had his back to him, with his hands behind his back, as if he had been waiting for him for a long time.

Without any hesitation, Wang Quan raised his hand, held the revolver, aimed at Mo Li's head, and pulled the trigger instantly.

boom!

The spurting tongue of fire pushed the bullet out with all its might, and the bullet instantly pierced through Mo Li's head in the vibration of the air. Blood splattered everywhere and broken bones flew out.

However, Mo Li, who suffered this fatal blow, only swayed for a moment and quickly stabilized his body. He stood calmly, and the broken flesh and blood quickly returned to fill the gap, and recovered as before in the blink of an eye.

It was only at this time that Mo Li slowly turned around, looked at Wang Quan with a look of no surprise, and spoke softly.

"You have used up five of the six bullets. Do you want to continue?"

"This is your last chance."

Wang Quan looked calm, keeping the gun in his hand, looking at the unkillable Mo Li, and spoke slowly.

"I've always been curious. You won't die, but will you feel pain?"

Mo Li reached out and touched the back of his head. The big hole made by the bullet had disappeared without a trace, but the pain from just a moment ago still remained a little.

His fingers were slightly wet, that was the remaining blood. Mo Li retracted his fingers, gently rubbed the little bit of blood, and replied.

"Of course I feel pain, but I don't hate the feeling."

At this point, Mo Li shrugged slightly, put his fingers on his temple, and spoke slowly.

"In fact, I might actually enjoy it. Does that sound a little perverted?"

Wang Quan narrowed his eyes slightly, with no joy or sadness in them, and no hatred or resentment could be seen, he just spoke softly.

"Mo Li, you are so stupid."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Quan pulled the trigger again. The bullet whizzed past and pierced through Mo Li's left chest again, accurately passing through his heart. The explosive force of the bullet instantly twisted the heart into pieces.

But it was still of no avail. Mo Li just frowned and covered his bleeding chest with his hands, as if he had just been pricked lightly by a tiny needle.

boom!

Wang Quan did not stop his actions, but pulled the trigger again. Another bullet shot out and instantly pierced through Mo Li's eyebrows.

This bullet was beyond Mo Li's expectations. He did not expect Wang Quan to add another bullet, but that was all.

In less than a minute, Mo Li withdrew his hands, and the wounds on his chest and forehead healed as before. He sighed and spoke slowly.

"Why bother? You can't kill me with another bullet."

"Do you want me to kill you now?"