The little thing that Jinjiang men wore to the starting point

As time passed by, Zhuo Yan raised his head and looked at Cheng Jidong: "Someone is targeting us... Forget it, it's useless to say that." Frowning, Zhuo Yan paused: "I wanted to show you my collection. information, but now..."

"I can't do it now, can I?" Cheng Jidong didn't know what to say: "I said you——!" Before he finished speaking, there was a deafening explosion, followed by a violent shock on the floor, accompanied by The sounds of distress and screams sounded like the whirring of sirens.

Lime fell in pieces, the light bulbs in the luxurious lighting flickered, and the sight was completely dark.

From the outside, the moment the building exploded, glass shards fell in the air and plummeted, and then thick smoke began to rise from it. The upper part of the entire building began to bend and twist slowly at a slope, comparable to a Hollywood blockbuster.

The people downstairs were also screaming, with intermittent flashing lights in the middle.

Cheng Jidong never thought that such a thing would happen, but no one could accept such a thing. Before his eyes had time to adapt to the darkness, Cheng Jidong felt that the building began to tilt.

He didn't stand still for a while, and the whole person fell backwards and was forced to hit the wall.But Zhuo Yan was the first to grab the decorative pillar next to the TV, stabilized his body, and shouted: "What's going on?!"

The furniture in the house was not fixed, and they all slid towards the slanted side, that is, the direction of Cheng Jidong. Cheng Jidong's eyes widened, and the wine cabinet with pulleys hit him immediately, and the goblet shattered to the ground. .

"How do I know!" Relying on the faint light, he barely avoided the first weapon that slid over, feeling that the center of his body was changing from straight to oblique... Cheng Jidong shouted to Zhuo Yan: "What you just said , and this?"

"...I'm not sure about this, but..." Zhuo Yan's voice came from the dark side: "Do you need my help?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense?!"

"The attitude of asking someone to save you, Cheng Jidong, I see you are really..." Zhuo Yan seemed speechless.

Cheng Jidong took a breath irritatedly: "You'd better not come here fucking." Damn it, he leaned as far as possible, the decorations on the table had already slipped down to the ground, and he tried to go up Go, but the soles of the feet can't use any force on the non-slip tiles.

"Fuck!" This is the first time Cheng Jidong has enjoyed this kind of subversive gravity in the world, and it's also the first time he's so unhappy with the modern-style decoration.

Zhuo Yan looked at Cheng Jidong and thought to himself: Sure enough, he is still so stubborn.But Zhuo Yan watched the sofa start to slowly slide towards the inclined side: "Let me remind you first... the sofa is going to hug you," he snorted, "It's still leather."

Cheng Jidong's eyes widened, and he sucked in a mouthful of saliva. At this time, he could see a lot of things clearly. He watched the long sofa with a cold color slide towards him bit by bit, and then suddenly accelerated. .

If you get hit by this thing, let alone die, you will definitely be semi-crippled.

Suddenly tightened his body, suppressed his heartbeat, and when the sofa slid to the front, he simply ran straight up, kicked his feet hard on the skewed wall, and jumped forward. The leather sofa and the coffee table that caused it to accelerate suddenly They also slammed into the wall at the same time, and there was another crackling sound when the debris that was already broken was surrounded by this, and the impact forced the whole room to rippling again.

With the swiftness of a wild wolf, Cheng Jidong successfully jumped over the long sofa running towards him.

Zhuo Yan was sure that the building was crooked a lot at this moment: "Hey, are you okay?!"

"How could something be wrong!" Cheng Jidong swallowed back his muffled groan. He wiped his nose vigorously, trying to maintain his composure. You must know that his whole body was bumped against the damned corner, and the pain was so bad that tears could not come out. up.

Of course, in this way, the sofa and the coffee table blocked the door along the way, and Cheng Jidong remembered that he could go out!But it's too late to say anything now.

"Zhuo Yan, you!" Without thinking, Cheng Jidong found Zhuo Yan who deliberately concealed the escape method.

"What are you doing?" Zhuo Yan finally laughed out loud, and hit Cheng Jidong without hesitation: "You really think that you will survive if you go out here?!"

"That's better than fighting trapped beasts here!" Cheng Jidong hated Zhuo Yan so much that his teeth itch.

"Cheng Jidong, the outside world is not necessarily as beautiful as you think." Sometimes Zhuo Yan is really speechless to Cheng Jidong's thinking: "Compared to you running outside and accidentally slipping out, I feel like waiting inside. It’s safer to have someone else come to rescue you.”

Zhuo Yan didn't think at all that Cheng Jidong would be able to survive if he went out. He was in charge of everything now. Zhuo Yan let his people sneak in as early as half a month ago, moved into a good room, and put TIMEBOMB in the calculated position. , Don’t ask how this thing came about, this kind of messy world is not much, but there are many gray areas. If you want to buy these things, you only need to have money.

In addition, according to what I know, there is also the time on the invitation letter to set the time with an annunciator. Of course, just to be on the safe side, he always wears an annunciator that can stop TIMEBOMB.

Zhuo Yan didn't know if this plan would be successful, but it was just a test. He had already hired relevant personnel such as architects and demolitionists, calculated the gap, and the location, and placed it on the love ladder building Installed TIMEBOMB, and some places...

Waiting is today.

"..." Cheng Jidong was silent, but what Zhuo Yan said was the truth.

Zhuo Yan let go of the hand holding the pillar, and slid to the side of Cheng Jidong according to the gravity. It was a little dark, and he couldn't see Cheng Jidong's expression clearly. He saw Cheng Jidong leaning on the coffee table, and he didn't know whether he was leaning or straight. of.

"Cheng Jidong."

"Don't make noise," Cheng Jidong groped for the suit on his body, only to realize that he didn't bring a mobile phone at all today: "Damn, do you have a mobile phone with you?"

"..." Zhuo Yan was silent for a while, and then replied something that made Cheng Jidong want to strangle his father-in-law to death: "Li Ce set up a checkpoint below, and these things cannot be brought in."

"..." Cheng Jidong's eyes widened: "Then what do you say?"

"Look for a fixed line." Zhuo Yan glanced at Cheng Jidong, then stood up by himself, raised his head and looked at the landline not far away, which was relying on the phone line to keep it from falling, and tried to climb up, but slid down again, Zhuo Yan Yan frowned, and smiled wryly: "It doesn't seem to work."

"You shouldn't have come down just now." Cheng Jidong twitched the corners of his mouth. Anyway, in Cheng Jidong's eyes now, even if Zhuo Yan did something or didn't do anything, he was wrong.

Zhuo Yan pursed his lips and took a deep breath: "I came down to see if you were injured."

Cheng Jidong tugged at the corner of his mouth, tongue-tied and unable to hold back a word: "Can't you fucking be less disgusting?"

"Cheng Jidong...don't think too much, can you?"

"..." Cheng Jidong didn't expect Zhuo Yan to make fun of himself at such a juncture: "You!"

"Quiet." Zhuo Yan said suddenly, and he listened attentively.

Cheng Jidong immediately became quiet, not even daring to breathe so arrogantly, but no matter how carefully Cheng Jidong listened, there was no sound outside.

"No one, Zhuo Yan." In the end, he couldn't hold his breath anymore.

Zhuo Yan looked back at Cheng Jidong: "That's easy," he curled his lips, "Either he was rescued, or he was waiting to die."

"You can't..." Every time Zhuo Yan could easily arouse Cheng Jidong's anger, Cheng Jidong gritted his teeth: "Stop talking nonsense!"

"Hehe." Zhuo Yan really didn't speak.

A long period of silence is actually not long, but in the idea of ​​waiting to die, 1 minute may equal an hour, and the floor continued to tilt a few degrees very weakly during the period.Cheng Jidong was going crazy, but Zhuo Yan didn't say a word, as if he wasn't afraid of death.

Cheng Jidong seemed to see the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Aren't you afraid of death?" Cheng Jidong's eyes really wanted to swallow Zhuo Yan alive.

Zhuo Yan asked strangely: "Why are you afraid of death?" His expression obviously couldn't understand why Cheng Jidong would ask such a question: "I see that you have never seen a time when you are afraid of death."

"..." Cheng Jidong was stunned, but immediately realized: "Don't you think you haven't lived enough?"

"Enough...?" Zhuo Yan raised his eyebrows.

To be honest, Zhuo Yan has never worried about the question of whether he will die or not. Death is just a matter of closing his eyes. Death is not scary at all, what is scary is the process of dying.

What can you get by living?Isn't it the same way?It is to do what you like and make yourself happy.He was originally a person who could be cruel to himself and others, but for the time being, maybe it was because he didn't have any special obsessions that allowed him to be afraid of death.

As for being in this world, doing unnecessary things many times, risking his life, whether Zhuo Yan has no sense of substitution or his ability to adapt, anyway, he has never integrated into this world, and he always thinks that he is beyond the way of heaven. that person.

To put it more simply, he is just a player who plays games, and he wants to integrate himself into the game for a while?Sorry, he can't do it yet.Although the setting of this world is different from the world he used to abide by the rules and regulations, it also caused his repressed gray style to be revealed.

He wasn't a nice guy in the first place, and always has been.

"Why is life not enough?" Zhuo Yan didn't seem to care, "What I don't experience is death."

"..." Cheng Jidong couldn't understand Zhuo Yan's thoughts at all, and was stunned when he heard his outlook on life.

"What is this expression for?" Zhuo Yan raised his lips: "I don't understand?"

Cheng Jidong didn't answer him either, but just looked at Zhuo Yan and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Okay. Don't look at me like that." Zhuo Yan stretched out his index finger and shook in front of Cheng Jidong: "What about you? Cheng Jidong, what are you doing alive?"

Zhuo Yan didn't believe that Cheng Jidong would know what he was going to get all the time. Although the completely passive plot, although the life was comfortable, it was inevitable that he would be a little lost.

Sure enough, Cheng Jidong pursed his lips suddenly: "..." He got up without saying a word, crawled over the coffee table, and threw himself on the leather sofa: "I don't know."

"It's rare to be so honest..." Zhuo Yan patted his clothes and stood up: "The world is coming to an end."

"Yes! The end of the world." Cheng Jidong raised his chin and looked at Zhuo Yan, "Unless they can save us before this building collapses, otherwise, it will be the end of the world for us."

Zhuo Yan looked at Cheng Jidong's look of giving up on himself despite clearly wanting to survive, Zhuo Yan suddenly stepped forward, knelt down on the coffee table, slid down, and finally put one hand on Cheng Jidong's shoulder.

Zhuo Yan looked at Cheng Jidong's wide-eyed look at him with uncertain expressions, and burst out.

"Cheng Jidong, let's do it."

Here is the building that is about to collapse.