Zhu Zixing completely turned around and looked at everything that had happened before, with a wry smile. When he once again failed to poison Qian Cheng, he did not expect that he himself was so special that he could not be killed by external forces.
Because the god of death also needs to use his eyes to make accidental killings, these people are not dead, Zhu Zixing can not be killed at all!
The scene fell into a long and dead silence. Everyone looked at Zhu Zixue. Everyone had an indescribable emotion in their eyes. Xu Lang let go of the half of the brick and smashed to the ground. He cried as if for the dull atmosphere. An inch deeper in the middle, at a loss.
Gao Yiyuan's eyes flickered several times on the other side. He seemed a little unwilling, or he did not believe in evil. He picked up a stone on the ground and threw it in the direction of Zhu Zixing, but the stone was far from Zhu Zixing's face. When it was near, it shifted abruptly, as if some kind of force had changed its original parabolic orbit!
The stone rubbed against the wall, making a harsh sharpening sound, and finally fell to the ground, just under Qian Cheng’s feet...
Looking at all this, Qian Cheng felt even more stunned. He slowly picked up the stone, placed it quietly in his palm, and observed it carefully, as if it were an exquisite exhibit, he gently He said: "The time of death is not far from me...No one wants to replace my destiny, is this incomprehensible..."
No one paid attention to his situation, and no one wanted to take care of it.
Xu Lang's complexion became more complicated. He twisted his eyebrows and left Zhu Zixiu's side. He took out the cigarette case from his arms and lit a cigarette for himself. The bursts of smoke came out, accompanied by his thoughts. Gradually extend.
"The protagonist of the quest has never died early... Is this really the other kind of blessing from the god of death?" He couldn't believe that the god of death would really bless someone without limit... to save people. Kill faster, but how can you break the routine...
The protagonist subverts the last law of death and breaks the rule, but the external force cannot offset the blessing of the god of death, so things seem to be even more difficult, because Xu Lang is thinking of a problem, that is, since other people can't kill Zhu Zixing, he himself Can it work...
Gao Yiyuan walked slowly from the side of the building and said as he walked: "This mission is not unsolvable. If it is really unsolvable, the level of the mission does not need to be concealed. Since the newspaper stated that there is no solution, then it is very good. There may be a solution, but this method is likely to be cruel and extremely subversive!"
Zhu Zixing raised his head when he heard the words, his eyes were fixed on Gao Yiyuan who kept talking, his heart moved slightly, and then he said lowly:
"That's me who was chosen by the god of death to commit suicide!"
"Not bad!" Gao Yiyuan turned around abruptly, clarifying the matter unobtrusively, "We can't kill you, but you may be able to. This is the only way that can be explained at the moment, and your death, It will fulfill the work of the rest of our executors!"
Song Zhuoyan was also shocked by this idea. Being killed and suicide are completely two concepts. Being killed can also be regarded as the result of a struggle with fate, and suicide is completely controlled by the newspaper!
Moreover, suicide requires greater courage and more direct fear. Why is this task difficult? It's not that it's difficult to kill someone accidentally by the god of death, but it's that it's difficult to live on a person, and to complete the condition, it turns out that the person needs to dedicate himself, end his life by himself, and selflessly replace others to live!
Hearing these words, Zhu Zixing didn't say much, but looked at the people now with dim eyes.
After Gao Yiyuan said this, he slowly turned around, staring at Xu Lang, who was sullen and smoking, and said every word: "In fact, you should have known that this mission has only one result, one is Everyone died together, and secondly, Zhu Zixing died for everyone!"
Xu Lang slowly raised his head, the light in his eyes gradually dissipated, and he replaced the pale face of the past. He didn't want to let someone die, but now he wants to live, he needs Zhu Zixing to sacrifice himself.
Is this mission a show arranged by the newspaper... A human life and death game, the two living people on the scale will either be destroyed together, or one will need to sacrifice.
Gao Yiyuan looked at Zhu Zixing and persuaded: "Our life and death are all between your thoughts. I don't have much friendship with you. To put it bluntly, everyone present, you don't care, just see if you are willing to let Xu Lang survives, and nothing more!"
With the blessing of the god of death, all the murderous tricks Gao Yiyuan had planned all failed. Only Zhu Zixing could influence this mission. This request was excessive, or terrible.
In Gao Yiyuan's eyes, this mission is already a little unreasonable. Why should we test the spirit of human sacrifice? There is no such thing in this place. This is not a function of the weak and the strong. The life and death of everyone is controlled by one person. In fact, if another person is the protagonist, it is very likely that this is an unsolvable task!
But looking at it now, there is still some turning point, because the protagonist is Zhu Zixing, and he has deep feelings for Xu Lang. Previously, he was willing to die in their hands, which was already a great sacrifice and concession.
But whether Zhu Zixing can do something about self-understanding is not that simple. The difference between being killed and suicide is still too big.
At this moment, when Zhu Zixiu was still hesitating, his vision became nothingness, and he immediately felt something was wrong, and suddenly looked at Qian Cheng!
After seeing this abnormal situation, Qian Cheng immediately understood that his time of death was coming. He could not ask Zhu Zixing to commit suicide earlier and could not force him. Then he could only resign himself to his fate, but just before Zhu Zixing had fully understood the sense of death. .
Qian Cheng made a move that no one had expected. He took a heavy look at everyone present, and then threw off his backpack, shouting: "He who obeys the destiny is sad, and the one who resists the destiny is dead... But this time I want to take control of my life by myself!"
This man who had been ignored by the executors for a long time, before Zhu Zixing could tell his death image, jumped straight from the window on the fourth floor, opened his arms, and fell on his back!
Gao Yiyuan hurriedly ran to the side of the building, just looking at Qian Cheng's cheerful face, he made his last choice when he went to death generously!
Seeing this scene, Song Zhuoyan twisted the corners of his clothes in fear, and whispered: "Falling to death? Is this an accident?"
"No! He will be taken to death by the sharp branches!"
Two unanimous words came from both sides of the fourth floor at the same time. On one side was Zhu Zixing who closed his eyes and sighed, and on the other side was watching everything high and far.
Before his death, Qian Cheng always thought that he had successfully mastered his destiny, but when he saw the tree branches that were completely pierced in his chest, he realized that he still hadn't got rid of the shackles of fate, and he could not choose his own way of death.
His body was passed by a fallen tree branch, but the tree branch did not completely fall off the tree. His body was hung on the branch like this, shaking around, and the corners of his mouth slowly seeping. Blood came out, half of his face was dyed red, and a little bit of blood smashed down his body onto the motorcycle that Xu Lang had parked earlier, ticking...
Qian Cheng is still dead, becoming the third dead person in this mission.
Gao Yiyuan leaned back and let out a long sigh of relief. Turning his head, he looked at Zhu Zixing who was still silent: "Things are even worse. The god of death is already consciously increasing the speed of killing and minimizing the induction of death and the realization of death. Time, barely cause accidents in a hurry!"
After saying this, he looked at Song Zhuoyan, and then at Xu Lang. He didn't know that he always felt like an impatient outsider among the four. The three of them had not spoken for a long time. Such a tense situation. Down and motionless, only he kept repeating.
Song Zhuoyan hugged his knees, he shrank to one side, he was very clear about the current situation but had no right to speak, he didn't want to put pressure on Zhu Zixing any more, even if it was for himself to live.
Gao Yiyuan also stopped retelling, sat on the ground, touched the cigarette case on his body, found that it had been exhausted inside, and threw it out downstairs in a ball, grabbed Xu Lang's cigarette case on the ground, took out one and lit one. , Silent.
After Zhu Zixing was silent for a long time, he looked at Xu Lang, then grabbed the backpack on the ground and said, "Brother Xu, I have something to say to you. Let's go downstairs."
Xu Lang closed his eyes and sighed. He knew what Zhu Zixing wanted to do with this move. Things have intensified irreversibly, and the final outcome is the destruction of one person, or the destruction of a group of people.
In these short steps, Xu Lang walked very slowly. He kept watching Zhu Zixing's back and remembering the bits and pieces of fighting alongside him. Zhu Zixing had rescued him, but he was here. For this reason, Zhu Zi must wake up and save...
The two stood side by side, but Xu Lang never kept his gaze on Zhu Zixing’s face. He remembered that he was here. He had just said that no one would die for himself, but in a blink of an eye, everything turned towards Unstoppable progress.
"Brother Xu, you don't have to be like this. I know the current situation. Newspaper tasks have become weird and changeable, and the difficulty has increased sharply. I can no longer help you too much..." Zhu Zixing said in a cold and self-deprecating tone, whispering tactfully.
When Xu Lang heard this, the complexity on his face became more intense. He slowly said sincerely: "I don't fear death, and don't care about the death of others, but I really treat you as a friend... I have been trying to make things different. We have progressed to this point, but we are all ants in the palm of the newspaper, and we will never be able to fight..."
"No!" Zhu Zixing turned his head abruptly, his eyes burst with a strange look, he looked at Xu Lang, and said every word: "Big Brother Xu, you must fight, and don't give up because of my death. But..."
Xu Lang seemed to perceive a trace of scrupulousness in Zhu Zixing's words. He keenly caught this point, and finally at this moment he turned his head and asked: "But what?"
"Those who are struggling with the devil, be careful not to become a devil..." Zhu Zixing's tone became extremely heavy at this moment. He looked directly at Xu Lang's eyes, and the pity and reluctance in his eyes slowly spread.
Xu Lang... There seemed to be a sense of enlightenment in his heart. He thought of a problem that had been ignored and has been delayed until now.
That's why Zhu Zixing, why he became the protagonist, the truth of the car accident, why Zhu Zixing said that Xu Lang killed him, all of this actually has a root cause, and now is the time to reveal it! (End of this chapter)