The trainee starts by splitting bricks with bare hands

Han Lan's ears could no longer hear any sound, and she raised her head to look at everything around her. The white rat was still alive, and she also raised her head to shake the dirt on her head.

Hei Diao, who was crushed under him, was still alive, cursing endlessly.

and also

No more.

After so many years of life and death, he finally encountered this difficult hurdle.

"go!"

Without any hesitation, Han Lan picked up Hei Diao who was lying on the ground and rapped like cursing, and ran away.

The white rat also got up and ran.

The forest is so dense that it is difficult to find them even from the sky.

However, this is an indiscriminate blow!

Han Lan can guarantee that the total value of the bombs poured here is definitely higher than the combined worth of the seven of them!

"Shanfeng has nowhere to go, nowhere to go, they started using white phosphorous bombs"

"To shut up!"

Han Lan didn't look back for fear of blinding his eyes, but the heat wave and burning pain behind his back, as well as the suffocating gas, already proved what Hei Diao said.

Then, Hei Diao really shut up.

he died.

Han Lan threw away his body and continued to run forward with her gun in her arms.

He glanced at the white rat who was also running crazily forward, more than ten meters away from him.

The heat wave pushed them behind, and the pungent gas in the air made it difficult for them to breathe. Han Lan could feel that his life was being lost, as if he would be reduced to ashes in the next second.

The world in front of me looks like an overexposed photo.

People can't run away from death.

Why are you still running?

The white rat running in front suddenly stopped, knelt down on the ground in despair, and took out a cigarette from his coat pocket with a hand speed that surpassed the limit of human beings, and put it in his mouth.

In an instant, it was engulfed by yellow flames.

Han Lan tried her best to lift her lead-filled legs, turned around, and ran towards the other side.

There was still burning pain on the back, it must have been stained with white phosphorus, the flesh was burned through, and went deep into the bone.

Can't see, can't see anything.

Am I still running?

Am I still running with death?

I'm still fighting with the god of death and I'm fucking killing you!

"huhuhuhu"

Han Lan woke up from the nightmare, sat up from the bed covered in cold sweat, and her pajamas were soaked.

He casually clicked on the phone screen to check the time, it was past four o'clock in the morning.

There is also a scarf notification on the notification bar, and the title is about jumping off a building during the day.

Han Lan turned off the screen, threw the phone back on the bed, wiped the sweat off her face, and got out of bed to take a shower.

The hot water washes away the sweat on my body, and I feel much more comfortable.

"How can there be no way out? Just run and don't stop, everything will be fine, isn't it?"

Han Lan looked at herself in the mirror, grinned, and suddenly thought of something, ran back to the bedroom and dialed the switchboard of the hotel: "Crooked? Hello, does your hotel have a piano?"

It was past five o'clock in the morning, and most people were still asleep. It stands to reason that there should be no enthusiasm for sending out scarves at this time, but Han Lan still did.

As a result, the heat still went up.

A group of sand sculpture comments in the comment area do not look like robots:

"Night owls are ecstatic! Caught a live Blackie!"

"Distribute scarves at five o'clock in the morning? Could it be that Lao Hei needs help when he goes to the toilet without paper?"

"What video? A video posted at night? Tsk tsk tsk, is it with Xia Ningxuan?"

"No, no, it's obviously with his big bodyguard, hit the big one!"

"Catch speeding, catch speeding!"

""

Han Lan didn't expect her fans to be awake at this point. Are all the people in the black legend sand sculpture night owls?

However, Han Lan ignored these people after distributing the scarf. After checking the registration progress of the song copyright, she went back to her room to sleep.

But the Internet exploded because of his scarf, and the heat continued until dawn. People woke up one after another, and the heat began to rise crazily.

No one thought that Han Lan would release a new song at five in the morning?

And watching the video, I borrowed someone else's piano to record in the hotel's western restaurant.

Is it so casual?

Then many fans immediately realized that this guy couldn't sleep in the middle of the night and suddenly got inspiration and wrote a song impromptu, right?

Take a sip of Liangpi and calm down!

But what really detonated the whole Internet was the content of the song

"To this world, if you have too many complaints

If you fall down, you dare not move on

Why do people have to be so fragile and depraved

"