Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei's Growth Life Simulator

(Self-hypnosis: If you think about it this way, the four non-official posts are not pure leave, but just delaying the update.)

Because my condition is not good, it is ok for readers to skip the recent updates or just take a break.

I am currently on leave and owe 12k. If the monthly ticket reaches 1k, I will add 6k more, a total of 18k, which will be rounded up to 2 new.

Once the four non-Chinese people get through this period, they will slowly make up for it.

Every failure makes you wiser. In the future, I will listen to the advice of the big guys in the group and keep some drafts in hand for emergencies. The situation I experienced this month will most likely not happen again.

That’s it.

Finally, no matter whether it is exams, papers, life or work, I hope that you and I will not fail and can hand in excellent answers with ease.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 192 What happened?

Suddenly coming to his senses, Number One stood in an unknown place, looking around in confusion.

"What's going on?"

He swallowed hard, not knowing what happened. He only remembered that before coming here, he seemed to be doing...

hiss!

Number One suddenly hugged his head which was almost splitting with pain, confusion in his eyes.

"What was I doing just now?"

forgotten.

Now this is where.

Dream?

Is it a dream?

In the dark night, the dense forest sways, the dead branches dance, the autumn wind howls, and the sound of mournful cries can be heard.

He followed the sound, his footsteps echoing as he crossed layers of prickly bushes.

Finally, beside a stream dyed red, No. 1 saw a scene that he would never forget. In just a moment, his mind was engulfed.

On the blood-red pebbles, corpses were piled up one after another, like a mountain of corpses!

The sticky internal organs rolled down from the mountain like boiling lava, accompanied by white mist that condensed when it got cold. The smell of blood filled the air, making people feel sick.

Even though he was a gangster who did evil things, he had never seen such a scene since he lived in a peaceful era. He was so scared that his legs went weak and he fell down, not knowing what to do.

Stab it--!

"Who! Who's there!"

Number One's voice trembled as he looked in the direction of the sound.

All I saw was a dark shadow standing on the top of the mountain of corpses, with the figure holding his legs and feet with his left hand and dragging the ground.

The strange sound that echoed in the night just now came from here.

That black shadow actually tore off a head with just his hands!

The black fountains are like threads, weaving out a terrifying night.

The scalding liquid fell on the corners of No. 1's eyes, and just a few drops gave him goose bumps all over his body.

"Who are you? Who are you?" Number One asked tremblingly. His teeth kept colliding with each other in fear, making a sour sound that echoed in his mind.

The man turned his head coldly in the moonlight, threw a round object casually, and it rolled into No. 1's sight.

He looked carefully and was frightened out of his wits. He felt as if there were cold bone claws scratching his spine from bottom to top, spreading to the back of his head!

He recognized this face.

Although the face in front of him was bleeding from all seven orifices and had tears in its eyes, it was distorted by pain and difficult to identify.

But No. 1 will never forget this face that is losing its last bit of vitality!

Because that was the face he had seen since he was a child!

But it is also the face of a dead person!

"Eh? This is me." Number One shuddered, gasping for breath, and a question flashed through his mind.

So who am I now?

tread!

The sound of someone falling to the ground was heard, and No. 1 watched helplessly as his head was grabbed in someone's hands, with bloodshot eyes staring straight at him.

Behind that man was a sea of ​​blood and corpses; even the bright moon seemed to be dyed a terrifying red.

How strange the blood-soaked fox mask on the visitor's face was.

The dark eye sockets did not show any light, but only conveyed the word "life-demanding"!

"Yo~" A low voice accompanied by white mist spreading between the lips.

Kaka!

The fox-masked man stretched out his bloody hand and lifted half of his mask as if to greet him. His voice was cold and

"Now that you are here, leave your life and soul here."

"Number 362!"

Number One had no idea what the "Number 362" the person in front of him was talking about, and he had no time to think about it.

Because it's right under his nose!

His own head suddenly came back to life as if by reflex, with blood splattering from its mouth and a roaring sound.

"Run! Run!"

The splattering blood dyed Number One's world red, completely igniting his fear that had been rising continuously.

He just turned around and had no time to escape when he felt his neck being clamped.

In a flash, he was dragged onto the pile of corpses!

There was no time to beg for mercy as severe pain ensued.

"Who! Who's there!"

A familiar voice came from the bottom of the pile of corpses. Number One was very familiar with that voice because it was exactly his own voice.

But in the next moment!

Tear--!

His head kept flying and rolling, and it met the sight of that ghostly face.

next moment,

"Eh? This is me."

"Run! Run!" He roared with a ferocious face and blood spurting from his mouth.

The same conversation and the same pain happen again!

Finally, the head that was still on the ground looked around as if it suddenly realized something.

Only then did he realize that the black shadows on the ground that he had ignored were actually his own heads!

That mountain of corpses is him, that sea of ​​blood is him, everything comes from him alone!

It's dark in front of you!

The last remaining image in Number One's mind was the familiar face under the half-lifted mask and the pair of eyes that shone as brightly as burning gold.

From top to bottom, pure overlooking!

His consciousness did not dissipate, but was locked in his subsequent body by a magical force.

"Who! Who's there?"

The familiar voice kept ringing in my ears, and the pain that was originally momentary continued, which was torture.

The pile of corpses grew higher and higher, and the stream turned completely red.

The blood-stained hair rolled, leaving red streaks on the cobblestones.

In the end, all that was left in No. 1's heart was endless pain and indelible fear!

"This is hell!" he whispered.

"Yes, this is hell."

The executioner was laughing, horrified,

"The ghost's hell, your hell."

Tear--!

Tick ​​tock!

Water drops fell, creating ripples in the puddles of water in the abandoned building.

The next moment, the water ripples suddenly exploded, accompanied by uncontrollable anger.

"asshole!"

Fujiwara slammed the table and stared at the motorcycle on the big screen.

"Damn it, number one, is he trying to kill the target?!"

There was a loud creaking sound accompanied by a roar of impact!

Under the half-relaxed and half-suspicious gazes of the Fujiwara clan.

Just when the motorcycle was about to hit the couple, it suddenly lost control, brushed past Lu Mingfei's head, and hit the traffic light on the side, emitting thick smoke.

As for number one, it was thrown onto the trash can like a piece of rag, tumbling a few times, becoming sticky and emitting a foul smell.

He staggered up and pointed at the couple in horror, his lips and teeth opened, and he made some noises, but no sound came out.

Then he was as if he had seen a ghost. He didn't know where he got the strength from, but he roared and bared his teeth, rushed into the crowd, and fled away in a tumbling manner.

Everyone present couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Because Su Xiaoqiang is still alive, this also proves that their mission has not failed and there is still a possibility of survival.

But then, they began to feel extremely puzzled.

Why did such a huge flaw appear in the plan implemented by No. 1?

What happened at that moment just now?

"Ms. Aso, is this the plan you said you had thought through with all your heart?"

Fujiwara suppressed his anger and cursed at the surveillance camera.

"That number one just now really wanted to kill the target!"

"I told him to stay alive and keep his consciousness! Damn it! What on earth has stimulated him? Has he been cheated on by a woman?"

Fujiwara gritted his teeth, his nails digging deep into his flesh.

If the motorcycle hadn't suddenly turned, their mission would have ended in failure.

By then, don’t even think about taking over the project in Su Jingtian’s hands.

This group of people would probably be hunted down by both Su Jingtian, the father who lost his daughter, and the adults!

"Calm down, Mr. Fujiwara,"

Ms. Aso was obviously frightened by the scene just now, but she quickly calmed down. "As far as the result is concerned, the worst situation did not happen at all, right?"

"What we should be more concerned about now is what happened to No. 1."

At the same time, she was keenly aware that something was wrong.

After all, there is no reason for a motorcycle to suddenly change direction in that situation.

Thinking of this, No. 1 quickly called the monitoring personnel behind him to replay and analyze the surveillance footage.

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