Just when Liu Weike was unconscious, the effectiveness of her powers gradually weakened. Clone No. 21, who was originally wrapped in stones, regained his freedom. He waved his arms violently, and the fine stones on his body gradually began to fade away.
It fell and disappeared without a trace. However, he still could not shake the dagger stuck in his chest.
He seemed to be able to feel the bloody flesh gathering around the wound, but it was blocked by the blade. He knelt on the ground in pain, his breathing getting weaker and weaker.
Gu Siyi looked at No. 21 with hatred. He waved his hand violently, and the gun in No. 21's hand suddenly became extremely heavy, and then fell to the ground with a "thud".
No. 21 tried to pick up the pistol, but his trembling fingers couldn't use the strength at all. He glanced at Yunshi and said dyingly: "Why are you still standing there? Do you want us all to die here?"
Yunshi crawled to the wall where the guns and ammunition were hidden, and tremblingly picked up a pistol. Clone No. 21 turned his head with difficulty, and a large amount of sticky sweat flowed from his forehead.
Come down. He squeezed out a few broken words through his teeth: "Quick, do it quickly...quickly..."
Yun Shi said in a trembling voice: "But, but I..."
"Hurry! Otherwise it will be you and me who die." Clone No. 21 urged urgently, his lips getting paler and whiter, and the blood pouring out of his chest dyed the ground around his feet.
Deep red color.
Yun Shi tremblingly raised his gun. He had just aimed at Gu Siyi's chest, but he moved the muzzle of the gun a few inches tremblingly.
Clone No. 21 looked at his trembling appearance and said bitterly: "Useless thing!"
Gu Siyi looked directly at the gun calmly. He strode up to Yun Shi, his body already pressed against the black muzzle of the gun.
Yun Shi's palms were filled with cold sweat. He knew that if he didn't take action, both himself and clone No. 21 would become turtles in the urn, and there was no guarantee that they would be able to leave alive. He had no choice but to make up his mind and prepare to pull the trigger. But the trigger suddenly seemed like
It weighs a thousand pounds and cannot be pressed down at all.
Immediately afterwards, Yunshi's right hand felt sore and numb. The heavy gun fell from his hand and hit the ground heavily. Not only that, Yunshi soon found that his body began to become extremely heavy.
His legs felt like they were filled with lead and he couldn't move at all.
His body sank suddenly, and his feet left clear footprints on the ground, which were six or seven centimeters deep. Yunshi tried desperately to pull away his legs, but he sank deeper and deeper.
At this time, Liu Weike's eyes were still bright red, and the vision of Gu Siyi being shot just now made her more and more excited.
Gu Siyi glared at Youtan in the corner and said coldly: "Hurry up and get Xiaoke back to normal, otherwise I will make your death very painful."
Youtan's face was covered with cold sweat. She made a pitiful look and said with a choked voice: "I will let her return to normal right now. Don't kill me, don't kill me... I don't want to go against anyone, I just want to live."
But while she was speaking, there seemed to be a strange light surging in her eyes.
Gu Siyi suddenly heard Liu Weike's scream. He turned around suddenly and saw that Liu Weike was stabbed through the heart with a dagger by clone No. 21. Just when he was panicking and almost losing his mind, his eyes stopped.
On the bloody dagger.
The dagger was clearly inserted into No. 21's chest just now. If his power had not disappeared, No. 21 would have been unable to pull it out.
Gu Siyi immediately realized that Youtan was playing tricks again. He quickly turned around and grabbed Youtan's neck. "I'm warning you, don't dig your own grave again!"
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At this moment, Xin Yuan was huddled in the corner of the room tremblingly. She stared at her red eyes and said feebly to Mo Fan: "You... did you hear any strange noises just now? Was someone fighting? Is that right?
Is anyone crying?"
She hugged her knees tightly and her cheeks kept trembling. "They are coming to kill me...I can't hide..."
Mo Fan slightly bowed his waist and said gently: "Don't worry, didn't I tell you, I will protect you." He smiled and stretched out his hand, wanting to pat Xin Yuan on the back.
"Don't touch me! Don't touch me!" Xin Yuan shouted in fear, her body pressed against the wall, wishing that her whole body could be melted into it.
A hint of disappointment appeared on Mo Fan's face. He sighed and said, "You shouldn't be afraid of me. I am the person least likely to hurt you in this world. Do you understand?"
Xin Yuan's fear still did not disappear. She shouted "go away" hysterically, her voice extremely hoarse and unpleasant.
Her yellowed nails scratched her thin face, leaving several clear scratches.
Mo Fan looked at her crazy look and suddenly held her shoulders involuntarily and said in a serious tone: "Calm down, everything will be fine. You will leave this hellish place and start a new life. You will be like
Live like a normal person."
At this moment, the door behind him suddenly opened with a "squeak". Mo Fan quickly turned around cautiously. After he saw the person coming clearly, he put on his guard and said respectfully: "You
coming."
Xin Yuan looked at the figure that suddenly appeared at the door and was instantly frightened. She held her head in fear and murmured: "How could this happen...don't kill me, don't kill me..."
Mo Fan immediately turned around and patiently comforted him: "Don't be afraid, we definitely won't..."
"Bang!" The sound of a bullet coming out suddenly sounded. Mo Fan slowly lowered his head and looked at the large amount of bright red blood on his chest in shock.
He turned around with difficulty and asked weakly: "Why, why? Did I do something wrong?"
The man opposite had his head lowered, and the wide brim of his hat obscured his face, casting a shadow on his face, making it difficult for people to see his true appearance. His body shape was similar to Mo Fan's, both were taller.
Tall but extremely thin.
"No, you did a very good job. Just hold on for a little longer. The reason you came to this world is to play your role for me. Even at the last moment, you have to complete what you should do. Do you understand?" The man
He said it coldly, without any trace of guilt or intolerance in his tone.
Mo Fan, who was shot, fell heavily to the ground, and a large amount of blood stained the ground beneath him.
The pungent bloody smell in the room irritated Xin Yuan's already fragile nerves. She screamed hysterically, dragging her heavy legs and crawling towards the door with difficulty.
The mysterious man wearing a wide hat approached her step by step and stretched out his hand to her. His tone became soft and gentle: "Come, come home with me."
