Infinite nonsense

"0.5 seconds..." Yang Mo slowly lowered his head and said in disbelief.

"Is this my ability..."

“Infinite game…”

Yang Mo looked at the words that appeared in front of him.

"I didn't expect to end up joining this damn game..." Yang Mo couldn't help but laugh bitterly as he grabbed his head.

"Originally, I didn't even want to worry about these nonsense." Yang Mo gritted his teeth and glared.

"Why... Qiao Jing..."

【Five minutes to the critical point......】

"Stop kidding me, kid!!! Do you think you can avoid death by doing magic tricks?! Murderer!!"

The man was completely confused, raised the handle of his gun and shot Yang Mo three times.

Yang Mo raised his head and looked at the man expressionlessly.

"It's so new to be accused of being a murderer by an adult from the underworld."

Yang Mo didn't know when he had approached the man, raised the gun in the man's hand and sneered.

"When..." The man looked at Yang Mo's slowly flowing blue eyes in shock.

"Answer the question quickly!!! Who is the person who wants to kill me?!" Yang Mo glared at the man.

"I said! I said! Don't kill me! It's... the brother of the girl you killed!!!" The man was so frightened that he almost cried.

"He Jiacheng..." Yang Mo's eyes trembled slightly.

"Why...do you have to go to this point?" Yang Mo murmured to himself.

The man couldn't help but feel a little confused when he saw Yang Mo in a dazed state.

"You didn't do anything to him, did you?"

Yang Mo came back to his senses instantly, grabbed the man's collar and said angrily.

"No! No! You absolutely don't dare to touch this! What's more, he is only a minor!" the man said in panic.

"Since he hired you to kill me, how much did he pay you?" Yang Mo didn't know when he grabbed the gun from the man's hand and continued to yell angrily at him.

"Not much! Not much! Really not much!!! According to Taoist rules, the starting price is usually 100,000 yuan, but since he is just a minor, and he just wants to avenge his sister, I also asked for 90,000 yuan. .”

The man shook his head desperately and explained.

Yang Mo stared into the man's eyes for a long time, then picked up the pistol, confirmed the position of the safety valve, pulled it and tightened the trigger.

"Now transfer the 90,000 yuan in your hand to his mobile phone! Otherwise, I don't mind killing another one!"

Yang Mo pointed the gun at the man's forehead and cursed angrily.

"Fuck..." The man looked at Yang Mo with tears in his eyes.

"Hurry up!!! You really think I don't dare to kill another one, do you?!"

Yang Mo didn't notice at all that the gun he held in his hand was shaking slightly.

"Ding............"

【Transfer successful】

The man couldn't help but sigh when he looked at the prompt interface on his mobile phone that the transfer was successful.

"That's enough..." The man turned to look at Yang Mo who was holding a pistol towards him and said helplessly.

"Give me the phone!" Yang Mo grabbed the phone.

Yang Mo picked up the phone and put it to his ear.

"Hey, can you give me a few days' break... I'll definitely be able to raise the money..." He Jiacheng said anxiously on the other end of the phone.

Yang Mo first glanced at the man next to him who was waving his hands in fear, then turned his head and looked at the phone as if to make a decision before saying.

"It's me, Jiacheng."

There was silence on the phone.

"Why are you holding his phone?"

"It's a long story..." Yang Mo glanced at the man and waved his hand to indicate that he could leave.

After realizing this, the man got up and fled from the pedestrian street in a hurry.

"Why do you want to kill me? Is it because I killed Jia Qing..."

"Apart from this...what other reason can I have to kill you!!!? Don't keep calling me sister!!! You bastard!!!"

He Jiacheng roared on the phone.

Yang Mo's hand that clenched the handle of the gun slowly relaxed and drooped.

"I'm leaving this county soon, Jiacheng."

"What...wait...what do you mean?"

"I'm sorry, I am not the murderer of Jia Qing, but now I have a better idea of ​​the murderer of Jia Qing."

After Yang Mo finished speaking, he frowned.

Although I only have less than 30% probability in my hand...

"What are you talking about?! It's as if you didn't kill my sister!!! Don't think you can escape the sins you have committed by giving these reasons to escape and deceive yourself!"

"I will definitely kill you... I want to bite every piece of flesh on your body. It's you... It's all because of you being close to my sister that she ended up like this!!!"

He Jiacheng could no longer suppress the anger and sadness in his heart, and roared completely.

Yang Mo pursed his lips and held the phone in silence, listening to the gasps over there.

"I will prove it to you, Jiacheng, trust me."

Yang Mo slowly tightened his grip on the gun.

"I will catch him with my own hands...the murderer who will kill Jia Qing."

Yang Mo's blue eyes flashed with a violent look.

"No matter where that guy is now, I will eventually come to him and cut him into pieces."

"I promise you."

"What are you talking about!? Are you trying to say that you didn't kill your sister?!" He Jiacheng said angrily.

"Ah... In a sense, Jia Qing was killed by me... If I could have kept her and stayed at my house for a while, maybe the tragedy would not have happened... …”

"I regret it."

Yang Mo gritted his teeth and said.

"Really...very...very...very regretful...Why didn't I realize that I couldn't let a girl go home alone...Why didn't I foresee that she would be... I was killed for my reasons..."

Yang Mo frowned and his eyes turned slightly red.

【I really regret it...】

Yang Mo suppressed the surging emotions in his heart, opened his eyes wide, scratched his chest, gritted his teeth and growled.

[I have never regretted so much, letting people around me die because of my own reasons..."]

[Why...would this happen? 】

In Yang Mo's mind, He Jiaqing turned around and looked at him with a sweet smile.

"Why...Jiaqing...why do you still want me to stay in such a hellish world?"

Yang Mo slowly lowered his head and lowered his eyes and murmured to himself.

Woooooooo! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Yang Mo instantly raised his head and looked at the police cars surrounding him with flashing red and blue lights.

"Put your hands up and face the wall with your back!!! Put the gun in your hand on the ground!!!"

A policeman raised his pistol and shouted at Yang Mo.

Yang Mo slowly raised his hands.

"Yes...wait a minute! Put the gun on the ground!!!" the policeman said in a panic.

Yang Mo frowned and the sweat on his forehead slowly flowed to his chin. He raised his pistol with both hands and looked at the police officers who were slowly approaching him one after another.

"Stop! Don't come near me again! Otherwise..."

Suddenly, Yang Mo's body suddenly stiffened, as if being restrained by something.

咚

heartbeat?

Boom, boom, boom, boom! ! ! !

Yang Mo opened his bloodshot eyes and knelt on the ground.

"What...what's going on?"

"Yang Mo touched his mouth with his hand.

Yang Mo's eyes trembled slightly.

"Blood...why..."

Yang Mo looked at the blood on his palms and suddenly felt a sense of fear.

"it hurts!!!!"

Yang Mo covered his left chest and opened his eyes wide, listening to his own panting breathing.

Heart...why...beating so fast...

It feels like it's going to explode...

"Wait a moment!!!"

At this time, a policeman walking in front stretched out his hand to signal to stop.

"Huh? Are you sure you want to wait? But captain, this kid seems to be in bad shape right now, shouldn't we find an opportunity to catch him immediately?" A policeman not far away asked doubtfully.

"What do you know?! Are you teaching me how to do something?! Boy?!" the captain turned around and cursed.

"I'll go over to investigate this guy's situation first. You guys stay here and don't move anywhere!" the captain said in a serious tone.

Yang Mo opened his eyes wide and covered the blood that was constantly spurting out of his mouth.

"Hey! Boy."

Yang Mo heard the sound and struggled to pick up the pistol on the ground and raised it in the direction of the sound source.

"Hey! I said..." The captain knelt down and flicked Yang Mo's forehead with his fingers.

"Are you okay?"

Yang Mo raised his bloodshot eyes and looked at the man in front of him.

"You made yourself so embarrassed the first time... It seems you still used it... Really... Qiao Jing really likes gambling."

Yang Mo's blue eyes looked at the bearded man in front of him, smiling at him.