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Grif turned his head and looked at the Sheriff. His voice was hoarse: "Is that important?"

"You...this, isn't this important?" The police chief took a half step back.

"I don't want anyone to refute me in this camp. Everything I say is unquestionable. The above is the most important thing." Griff's face was uncertain, "Chief, are you right?"

The Sheriff gritted his teeth and said, "I want to see Randy immediately. If he dies, I will never let you go. You all come with me."

With that said, the police chief and several police officers began to walk back.

"Wait a minute." Grif called to the sergeant coldly.

The Sheriff turned back and waited for Grif's next words.

"Only we people know about this. When you go back, don't say that Green was killed. If anyone asks, just say you don't know. He may have disappeared. Don't let his brother John be wary of me."

What did Grif mean? The police chief looked at Grif, and he knew what he meant. Grif did not intend to let Green's brother go, and planned to kill John at an opportunity to avoid possible future dangers. Trouble.

"If Randy is fine, I will agree to your terms." After the police chief said that, he led several police officers and left without looking back.

Grif turned around, stared at Ellie behind him, and said, "You can leave, why don't you leave?"

Ellie smiled: "Thank you then. It's really pleasant to kill a bastard."

"It's very pleasant. Go south and live in that camp or do whatever you want. You know which camp I'm talking about."

Grif looked at Ellie's smiling face and saw that Ellie didn't reply. He added: "I know you haven't been there. I will call their leader in advance. You don't have to pay. I will help you pay for your residence fees regularly." It’s just a person, she won’t lose face.”

"Since Green is dead, why can't I continue to live here? Only a few people know what happened here today." Ellie smiled.

"They are going back, and then everyone in the camp will slowly know about it." Griff said, "You have no choice but to leave, unless you rush over now and kill them all, but you don't know how to use a gun."

"Yes, I really should practice shooting before I am descended."

Grif frowned: "What you said about fearing gods, isn't it an exaggeration?"

"Why, you don't believe it. If you don't believe it, I will be the one who dies now." The corner of Ellie's mouth rose.

"I believe that you have some evil secret skills. I believe some of the words. After all, your temperament is no ordinary person. But for some of the words, I think you are just exaggerating."

Grieve held a gun in one hand and grabbed Green's body with the other, dragging the body deeper into the forest.

"Well, goodbye." Ellie smiled, "Thank you for your hard work, you have to do this kind of work by yourself."

At this moment, Green felt that his mind was in chaos, and there seemed to be a ray of light in it. Suddenly, a voice came.

You will be reborn, please choose the miracle of rebirth, choose one of the following two

1. Clear two negative states

2. Choose a random new talent and obtain a random negative status

"Can I choose later? He has a gun in his hand. Now that he is resurrected, he will definitely shoot at me as soon as possible. It is impossible for him to shoot faster than the bullet if I fall on the ground at this distance."

You can be resurrected at the right time, and the miracle is yours.

"If this new talent can prevent bullets, I would be really grateful."

I don't decide what you get randomly, I'm just a program.

"If you are really just a program, how can you understand me? Don't lie, you are conscious."

Yes, I am conscious and can process and think about simple information, but I was set by the rules by the ancient gods. I must follow the rules and provide random power to the host. If I violate it without authorization, my consciousness will be completely annihilated.

"So the people who created you are the ancient gods and this race lives on the earth?"

I was created by them four billion years ago. They had great power, but because they were too powerful, civil war caused the surface of the earth to be destroyed, and they also perished. However, I survived because I was intangible, until I was killed by some capable people. The prophet discovered.

"So I am your first host in these four billion years?"

You are my seventeenth host.

"It turns out there have been so many Ren. Are all the previous hosts dead?"

None of them have random talents related to lifespan.

"In other words, these previous hosts of yours were all ancient people."

Much more distant than that, the sixteenth host was Abelisaurus, who lived in the middle of the White Period. What I still remember vividly is that at that time, it randomly received the thunder and lightning talent, and used this talent to kill an overlord that was much larger than itself. The dragon fought for food that it could not have had.

Are you sure you choose? After confirming, the negative effects will be randomly generated on you.

"I'm sure."

Random negatives are being generated. It has been confirmed that the negative status attached to you is: anal fissure.

"anal fissure"

Yes, you will be miserable every time you address a physical problem.

"Now I'm pretty sure what I'll choose as a freshman reward, clearing out two random negative traits."

Green doesn't want to suffer from osteoporosis or anal fissure. Rather than having an uncertain random talent and a third negative status as a freshman reward, he wants to get rid of these two previous negative effects directly. New Bayi Chinese website first released....

Because if a new student receives a random talent as a reward, then he will have three negative states plus one more. If the third negative state is more terrifying than osteoporosis, it will be so despairing.

No one wants to be a disabled person. Clearing two random negative talents has a completely positive effect. It is cost-effective and you will not lose money if you choose it.

The sky was getting dark, and Grif's hands were shaking. He didn't know whether it was because he was tired from dragging the body for too long, or because he noticed something strange and felt cold in his heart.

"Meow!" He heard a shrill meow, which seemed to come from a distance.

But it was just a cat meow, and he didn't pay attention. He put the gun into his waist pocket and took a deep breath. He squatted down and looked at Green's face.

Green still had the same expression he had when he died, with his eyes open and a smile on his lips.

When Green was alive, this smile was just an ordinary smile, full of confidence and vitality, but to Griff now, this smile was too weird.

In his life, he has never seen a dead person who can still smile after death, not even on TV.

"When a person dies, he should open his mouth obediently and show fear and disbelief." Grif roared in his throat. He couldn't stand Green's face.

The corpse was still smiling, its eyes open and staring.

"Why would I be serious about a corpse? Regardless of whether he is smiling or not, he is already dead. Why should I care about it?" Grif murmured. "After this matter is over, after killing his younger brothers and sisters, no one can threaten him anymore." My sovereignty is over, no one really cares where the Fisk family has gone."

Suddenly, Griff's hair stood up and his scalp became numb, because he felt that Green's originally unfocused pupils were staring at him at this moment.

Grif trembled all over. He was originally squatting, but now he was so frightened that he couldn't stand on his feet. He leaned back and fell to the ground. Without hesitation, he turned over and stood up again, staring at Green's body.

"Is it an illusion? Am I scaring myself?" Grif took a shaky breath of air. He felt that Green's eyes were no longer looking at him. The fastest update on the Internet. Mobile version: https:.

Although it was winter, there was already a bead of sweat running down Griff's forehead.

"I'm not a coward, but I do look like a coward now." Griff quickly warned himself, "I didn't become the boss of the camp because of guns and money. My heart is very strong, and nothing will let me down." Scared, I am the strong one, he...he is just a corpse.”

After a minute, Grif felt his heart slow down and beat less violently.

"Perhaps, I am indeed a little scared." Grif's face looked ugly. "Perhaps, I only appear calm when there are people next to me and helpers. I am afraid of facing the corpse that I killed myself alone."

Grif stared at Green, and suddenly his heart skipped a beat. He seemed to see Green blinking.

"No, he was already dead after I blasted a hole in his head. Why should I keep scaring myself? My eyes will deceive myself. I closed his eyes and tore the corners of his mouth to let him go." If he is smiling, he will be the same as an ordinary corpse, so what is there to be afraid of?"

Thinking of this, Grif walked to the corpse, stretched out his hand, and first closed Green's eyes. Then he put his thumb out of Green's mouth, and grabbed the corner of Green's mouth with his index finger, intending to tear it apart.

However, Green's mouth suddenly closed, and his teeth quickly cut into Griff's thumb joint.

Severe pain reached Griff's nerves, and before he could react, Green's foot kicked up and hit Griff's abdominal sac.

"Well" Griff rolled around in the snow three times in a row, then stood up and reached out to pull out the pistol in his pocket, but came up empty.

"At that moment, I had already taken away your weapon. Do you think I am a person who can let opportunities slip away in my hands?"

Green smiled, feeling the strength of his legs, thinking that it was great to get rid of osteoporosis. He had just kicked so hard and there was no fracture.

Grif was heartbroken. His first reaction was that Greene had faked his corpse. The bloody hole on Greene's forehead still existed, and it looked particularly eye-catching in the night.

As the Sheriff said at the time, Griff had indeed watched many zombie movies.

"G...Green" Grif tried his best to control his chattering teeth.

At this moment, Green's face was shrouded in the shadows of the night, making it impossible to see his expression clearly.

"A true tough guy, is it just his appearance?" Green's voice was a little deep and melancholy.

"How did you..."

"I have shown before that I am not an ordinary person. Even so, you are still against me and you have made the wrong decision."

Green looked at Griff indifferently, knowing in his heart that this man was a despicable person who could kill an entire family for his own status.

If you don't kill, changes will happen sooner or later.

"Are you not dead?" Griff asked through gritted teeth, "You resisted the bullet?"

Grif finally realized that the man in front of him was a living person, not a living dead. He was stunned for a moment.

Green did not answer, because there is still a question, where is that woman, Ellie?

When he became a corpse, he vaguely heard the conversation between Grif and Ellie. He only knew that Ellie was recommended by Grif to go to a certain camp, but he didn't know which camp it was.

Green looked at Griff, with the gun in his hand already pointed at him: "If you can tell me where Loha's daughter went, I can put a bullet in your temple and give you the most pleasant way to die."

The voice was calm but solid as a rock.

"You, you want to kill me." Griff's voice was trembling. He did not expect that Green's words would be so firm, as if no matter what he said, he could not escape the fate of death.

"Yes." There was no wave in Green's voice, as if his decision had already been settled and could not be changed.

But Grif was unwilling to give in. How could he be willing to die?

"You will receive half of all the assets in my account." Grif raised his voice, trying to grab the last life-saving straw. "As long as you don't kill me and forget about today, just...just pretend that nothing happened today." "

Nothing happened? How could it be possible? A lot of things happened today. If I didn't have nine lives, one bullet would have completely left this world for me.

Once I die, there will be no one to protect my family. It is unknown how they will be treated in the future.

This is a world where there are many girls and boys. In this camp alone, there are many people who have ideas for Lindsay. Evil thoughts are swirling in some people's brains. Those people don't care whether a girl has reached adulthood.

And Green knew that the reason those people hadn't taken action yet was because he was still there.

"Do you really want to live?" Green asked calmly.

"Yes, I will be grateful to you. I can tell you where she went." Grif's hoarse voice was full of pleading. His desire to survive was very strong, and he seemed to see hope.

"Sit down, sit on the ground." Green gestured to sit down.

Sitting people are less likely to run away than standing people.

Grif was stunned for a moment, then sat on the ground, and he could only do as he was told.

He now also feels what it feels like to be suppressed by the threat of a gun.

Seeing Grif sitting on the ground obediently, Green took out his cell phone. It showed three unanswered calls, from his sister Lindsay. The phone was in silent vibration mode. Green, who was still a corpse before, did not feel the vibration.

Immediately investigate the wooden house through mobile phone surveillance, but found that only the maid Sylvie was in the house, but Randy and sister Lindsay were missing.

Green looked at the time.

This time is unreasonable. I obviously haven't been in there very long. According to the feeling, it's only a few minutes, but...

Half an hour passed between my death and my resurrection.

After thinking for a few seconds, Green dialed Lindsay's cell phone.