Once upon a time there was a demon pass

"I..."

"The fight is coming..."

Zong Ren grinned, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, even his teeth were stained red.

But he laughed wantonly.

'boom'

'boom'

Several shots fired one after another, and the woman let out a muffled groan.

In the abdomen, several bullets, almost sticking to the body, hit the past.

A patch of bright red blood.

People in the inner city have a high sense of danger.

It's too difficult for them to hit things like pistols if they are always on guard and want to hit them.

Unless he was caught off guard at close range, it was like the middle-aged man who chased him in the first place.

or...

As it is now.

Sometimes, rich experience can also kill people...

These experiences have become a subconscious habit in her mind, and even before doing it, she will predict Zongren's several hiding methods in advance, and automatically analyze how to deal with it next.

But Zongren didn't hide.

Still a fatal blow.

The woman seemed to understand something. At the last moment of her death, she leaned forward and pushed the dagger a little further in.

Finally fell slowly to the ground.

Zong Ren's face was as pale as paper.

Just a little bit.

The dagger passed almost close to the heart.

life and death...

But between millimeters.

But he is the winner of this battle.

He didn't draw the dagger to avoid his own death due to hemorrhage.

Suppressing the pain in his heart, Zong Ren staggered towards the city gate, his eyes gradually becoming blurred.

In the distance, the crowds of onlookers started to move again.

Seriously injured Zongren...

Out of town places...

For a moment, it seemed like the meat was on the verge of his mouth.

"Kill Zongren at this time, and get the quota, it doesn't count."

"The ones that are picked up are of little value."

Yu Mo's voice suddenly sounded playful.

Those people stopped in their footsteps, looking annoyed.

Zong Ren was still walking, every step seemed to use up all the strength in his body.

Breathing even gradually became weaker.

For Zongren, the last 500 meters of the road seemed like a natural moat, which was insurmountable.

What's more, in this natural moat, there is still the rest of my life, time.

400m...

Zong Ren's pace gradually slowed down.

300m...

Every step he took took a lot of effort, and the blood kept overflowing from the wound on his chest, and his whole body was almost stained red with blood.

200m...

He could hardly stand still.

Vision is blurred.

Looking at Yu Sheng in front of him, Zong Ren reluctantly clenched the dagger in his hand, and a weak voice sounded: "Come on..."

"You... can't beat me now."

Yu Sheng shook his head slightly.

"I...I'm going to try..."

Although his eyes became a little wandering, Zong Ren's tone was still full of persistence...

"no need."

Yu Sheng shook his head slightly and moved away.

Zong Ren was stunned...

At this moment, not only was he not joyful, but he became terrified in a real sense!

"you..."

"For...why..."

"Fight me, fight me!"

"Stop...stop me!"

"Stop me!"

His voice was hoarse, and he looked at Yu Sheng and growled.

Every roar will involve his own wounds.

But he didn't seem to notice it.

"Without a heart."

"But this position has a heart..."

Yu Sheng glanced at the dagger stuck in Zongren's chest, and said calmly.

No joy and no sorrow.

"You...you lied to me!"

"I... I won the bet...!"

"Stop me..."

"Move... hands..."

"Do it, bastard!"

Zong Ren was still roaring continuously, and more and more blood gushed out from the wound.

Zong Ren staggered on the spot, managed to stand still, and shook his head vigorously.

this world...

It seems that at this moment, everything has become a little dark.

Do not!

It's getting dark!

Yes, winter nights, come early!

It must be so!

Yu Sheng was lying to himself, it must be Yu Mo and someone from Sin City who made the rules, and Yu Sheng could not violate them.

That's why I lied to myself!

Want to think that you will die, psychological tactics!

Own...

Get your spot out of town!

Zongren reminded himself repeatedly in his heart that he would continue to walk firmly towards the gate of the city beyond the rest of his life.

150 m.

Zongren fell to the ground, struggling to get up, but he couldn't use his strength at all.

He just knelt like this, rubbing against the gate of Sin City step by step.

130 m.

His trousers were completely torn and his knees were covered in blood.

100 m.

A red light fell on the plaque above Sin City, reflecting on Zong Ren.

This is his qualification to leave the city!

80 m.

Zong Ren didn't even have the strength to kneel, and he lay on the ground. In order to prevent the dagger from touching the ground, he supported himself on his elbows, dragged his body, and crawled far away.

Blood flowed on this road, blood-stained, shocking.

"Zongren..."

"It's really a talent."

"As long as you give him time, he may not be able to stand at my height..."

"Unfortunately, there is too little time left for him, too little."

"And I was born lacking some...luck."

"I suddenly feel a little regretful, keep him, even if I hate him for the rest of my life..."

Yu Mo looked at Yu Sheng in the distance, and they looked at each other across the air.

After a long time, Yu Mo withdrew his gaze and looked at Zong Ren.

"Zong Ren!"

"In front of the cliff, there are tens of thousands of living people, and there are countless monsters behind, what should I do?"

Yu Mo's expression was solemn, and he let out a violent heck.

Zongren's consciousness has been blurred, his thinking has diverged, and even everything is just relying on his intuition...

He lowered his head, mumbled to himself in a daze...

"When paving the way with tens of thousands of people..."

"Cross me over the cliff..."

Hearing Zong Ren's faint voice, Yu Mo slowly closed his eyes.

Perhaps, when he is conscious, he will analyze and finally say the answer he wants to hear.

But this time...

What Zongren said was just what he thought in his heart.

Just a subconscious answer.

Different road non-phase plan.

No matter how tough your heart is, your wisdom is superior, but in the end...

Like a stranger.

Perhaps, Zongren is worthy of regret.

If you give him time, if you give him a better background, if you give him a better talent...

but...

If only if.

The moment Zong Ren entered Yu Mo's field of vision, it was already doomed that his time was running out.

Sin City Gate...

Finally turned on.

Zongren's road, and the last... 70 meters.

And outside the gates of Sin City...

It seemed that there was a woman sitting on the ground in a daze, her eyes closed tightly, motionless.

"An...an..."