[69 Book Bar-www.] The edge of life is death. Everyone is afraid of death, no one wants to die, and even ants are greedy for life, let alone living people? Human instinct is to survive, the more they are on the verge of death,
The stronger the idea of survival will be. Until the last moment, no one will willingly give up their lives.
After strode out of the Liang Mansion and running far, Liu Xiahuan stopped and took a step. He turned around and glanced at him and saw that no one was chasing him. He breathed a sigh of relief. He was glad that his life was temporarily saved.
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The two subordinates of the two Chinese drum stopped when they saw their boss Liu Xiahuan, and then stopped, muttering, "Liu... Lord Liu..."
"Get out!" Liu Xiahuan kicked the two rice buckets hard and scolded:
"Unuseful food buckets! Get all back!"
"Yes, sir." The two men of Mituo, who had become terrifying, ran away quickly.
Liu Xiahuan grabbed his chest tightly and vaguely felt that there seemed to be tens of thousands of poisonous insects in his body that were scratching itchy. I wonder if this was just an illusion or it was true?
Although the pill that the bad guy grinded was extremely poisonous, it would be more painful every hour after taking it, but as long as you don’t die at this moment, there is still a chance. He frowned and said firmly: “I am Liu Xia Huan?
You can die, but I can't die like this! I want to live, I want to live!"
"Please give me, give me." An old man in zither clothes walked towards him, pushing a large wooden bucket of feces. Although the barrel covered the lid, the air was still filled with the stench of feces.
The pedestrians along the road were afraid of avoiding it and hid far away, fearing that they would be stained with the smell of feces. For a moment, the people on the street were dispersed by the old man who was pushing the night fragrance. In a blink of an eye, everyone on the street was dispersed by the old man who was pushing the night fragrance.
Less than one person.
The old man continued to push the car forward, Liu Xiahuan strode forward and blocked the old man's way. Seeing this, the old man stopped the car and looked at the handsome young man in confusion, looking at the handsome young man in a shiny manner.
The clothes seemed to be some official uniform, like an official, and then said, "Official, why are you blocking my way?"
Liu Xiahuan strode over and roared, "Get out! Get out!"
"Madman! I'm sick!" The old man strode away and turned around and cursed: "I thought it was amazing to wear a red official uniform! Humph! What's so great about it! Do you really think you are! Even my feces are you?
You have to grab all the feces in the bucket! Go and eat shit! These are all yours!" After saying that, the old man walked away hatred.
In order to save his life and continue to live a life of silence, Liu Xiahuan had to do this. She walked to the car and pushed the wooden barrel to the ground. The feces inside poured out, making it smell so smelly that it made people feel a little breathless.
Liu Xiahuan forced herself to squat down, closed her eyes, grabbed the shit with her hands and swallowed it into her mouth.
After forcing a few bites, Liu Xiahuan felt a strong vomiting, so he spitted out loud, and kept vomiting until he couldn't spit out anything. After a long time, he stopped and found that
There was a black pill inside the things I spit out. The pill had melted a little in the body, but it was already very good to be spit out.
Seeing this scene, Liu Xiahuan smiled coldly and said, "Liang Wentian, I, Liu Xiahuan, really deserves to die! I actually vomited this poison!"
Liu Xiahuan's laughter couldn't help but attract many onlookers. A woman in blue said, "Is this person sick? Is he crazy? Why are he still laughing?"
"He must be sick! If he wasn't sick, how could he eat shit there? It's so disgusting!"
Passersby after passerby thought Liu Xiahuan was a lunatic, and they pointed at him one after another.