What to do if you are chased by old attackers every day [Quick Transmigration]

This time, the gambler is heartbroken.

Neither he nor his teammates knew how to use a gun. When they found the gun, there was only one bullet in it, and no one dared to move it.

They went to the abandoned factory, but found no bullets.

In other words, no chance to test the gun.

The gambler ran away and ran directly to the escape ladder.

Shu Xingmi pulled the trigger.

"Why no response?" Zhang Lin was taken aback.

Shu Xingmi took a look at the magazine and reloaded it: "There is no bullet. He may have been sold by his teammates."

Then, the two heard the gambler's miserable howl, followed by a muffled "bang", and the hearts of both of them were shocked at the same time.

The gambler saw Shu Xingmi get the gun just now, he was too nervous, his calf twisted, his foot slipped when he was walking the escape ladder, and he fell directly from the fifth floor. There were bushes on the ground, which could buffer it, but today he was lucky. No, it landed right next to a bush, landed on its head, and was killed instantly.

A person who has been lucky all his life, but today he was unlucky and took his life.

Shu Xingmi retrieved his army thorn, and Zhang Lin returned to the ground safely along the escape ladder, and left the library at 45:[-].

When leaving, in the direction of the playground, a lowering flag made of white tablecloth was erected above the tallest Ferris wheel.

The meaning is obvious - a truce.

The psychic closed his eyes and folded his fingers, the bright rose red nail polish flashed, and the bullet in his hand was already warmed up.

The photographer glanced at her, saw that she had a bullet in her hand, but said nothing.

"Goodbye, my 'friend'." The psychic played with the bullet, her voice, her soft fingers wrapped around the hard shell: "I got the pistol|gun on the first day I came to the island, and I will say Maybe you will find something, it is a wise choice to get rid of him. I thought I could get three kills this time, but it’s a pity.”

"I'm thinking about a question." The photographer lowered his eyelashes and stared at the gambler's body. "Since he is so lucky, didn't he notice the slightest difference before he acted?"

"It's very simple," the psychic smiled. "He likes this kind of stimulating thing the most. Even if he notices something strange, he will continue to do it. What's more, with that professor around, what can he notice? He has left Lucky The embrace of the goddess... Moreover, he is not as smart as you think. We worked so hard to pluck out a duck feather, but he easily got the roast duck that God arranged for him-sliced ​​meat, rolled The green onions are ready, dipped in the sauce, and stuffed into his mouth. What else can he do? To put it bluntly, he is just a child spoiled by heaven."

"What about the bullets?"

"Find a toilet and flush it down," the psychic stared at the metallic light emanating from the bullets: "Let's play a game without guns. Back to the era of cold weapons."

Shu Xingmi and Zhanglin planned to go to the nearest grocery store to get some food, but both of them were starving and disheartened.

The grocery store stands alone by the side of the deserted road.

The door was unlocked, and the two went in and took some bread, strawberry jam, crispy noodles, potato chips, a few bottles of drinks, and a pack of wet wipes from the shelves, and sat down in front of the cashier.

Zhanglin took the calculator: "Return to zero, two bags of potato chips are 20 yuan, two bottles of orange juice are [-] yuan..."

Shu Xingmi pressed his hand: "Are you kidding or are you serious?"

"You have to pay when you go to the supermarket to buy things." Zhang Lin continued to count: "Four bags of chocolate bread cost 32 yuan..."

"There is a flock of ducks flowing under the bridge in front of the gate, come and count them, two, four, six, seven, eight..." Shu Xingmi sang.

"Why is the teacher so bad?" Zhanglin put down the calculator, picked up the chocolate bread, and carefully looked at the packaging bag: "I seem to press the wrong button..."

"Hahahaha..." Shu Xingmi rubbed Zhanglin's head: "Don't forget it, eat first, and the teacher will pay the bill after eating."

"Well, you sang quite nicely just now."

That's right, mermaid blood, can you do it if you don't know how to sing?I used to cry pearls, but now I can't, otherwise I can show you a stunt.

Shu Xingmi tore open a pack of wet wipes, handed one to Zhanglin, and asked him to wipe his hands. Shu Xingmi also wiped his hands, wiped his face and neck, and was about to eat bread. At this time, a wet wipe Come together.

"Teacher, you didn't wipe it clean." Zhanglin wiped Shu Xingmi's collarbone meticulously.

The cold wet wipes run on the collarbone without any erotic meaning.

Just cleaning.

He got so close that Shu Xingmi's heart started beating wildly again.

Simple people do simple things, and ambiguous people move ambiguous hearts.

Zhanglin's fingers are long and wheat-colored, and there is a small brown mole on the knuckle of his index finger.

Invisible teasing, sudden teasing, Shu Xingmi loves this mouthful so much...

"Why is your face so red? So is your neck..." Zhang Lin blinked, concerned about Shu Xingmi's condition, and looked and looked curiously.

"……you guess?"

"Are you allergic to this wet wipe?" Zhang Lin stared at the dusty wet wipe in his hand.

"Think about other possibilities?"

For example, I like you so I'm shy or something like that?

"Teacher, I'm hungry, can I think about it after I finish eating?"

I seem to know why you have been single.

"Come, eat." Shu Xingmi pushed the bread and potato chips in front of him: "Eat as much as you want, treat this as your own home."

Zhanglin took a piece of bread, Shu Xingmi thoughtfully tested it with a test needle, and it was safe, so he dared to let him speak.

He took the jar of strawberry jam again, opened the lid, saw the blood-red thick jam inside, quickly closed the lid, and took the jam far away.

Despite trying his best to suppress it, he still remembered the scene he saw in the library just now - the gambler fell to his death, and there was a big pool of blood on the ground.

"Teacher, did we kill someone...?" Zhanglin's stomach felt nauseated.

I feel disgusted, I feel disgusted by this game.

Disgusting, but also confused.

"The gambler's fall from the building has nothing to do with us, but if he didn't come to kill us, he wouldn't die because of it." Shu Xingmi knew what Zhanglin was thinking, and he looked into Zhanglin's eyes and said, "In this game Here, I will not show mercy to anyone who comes to attack us, but if someone really wants to cooperate with us and escape this ridiculous game together, I will also consider it. Zhanglin, remember, I will kill you A person with a heart will not respect your life, and you don't need to respect his life. In this case, you as an innocent person are definitely more worthy of living than a person who ignores other people's lives. If you let him kill you , He survived, can you guarantee that he will not kill again in this life? It’s hard to say? But if you defend yourself properly and you survive, I believe you will not kill other than self-defense. This is the difference between you and him. I understand your feelings very well at this time, and seeing others die has indeed caused you a lot of irritation, but I want you to know that you, and I, have done nothing wrong."

Zhang Lin looked at Shu Xingmi, and the haze that was congested in his heart dissipated little by little.

"Okay, teacher, I forgot to record it." He hurriedly took out the recorder.

"No need to record, I believe you can understand." Shu Xingmi smiled.

Zhanglin poured the jam into the bread, wrapped it up, and ate it in big gulps.

After eating and drinking, the two returned to the school building. Shu Xingmi planned to take a bath, and Zhang Lin also wanted to go.

"Do you share a room with me?" Shu Xingmi took out two sets of clean school uniforms from the cabinet, planning to wash them and change into them: "I just checked, the shower room is quite small, less than four square meters."

"I share a room with you." Zhanglin took the plastic bucket for clothes, "I'm afraid you won't feel safe."

Shu Xingmi smiled.

Amazing.