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Chapter 12 Silly X

Two Wang Quan?

Gamblers are not surprised.

He just raised the M4A1 in his hand, and the light of the tactical flashlight shone hard on the face of Wang Quan outside, forcing him to squint his eyes and raise his hand to block the light.

"Hands up, stand still."

The thermal imaging camera shows that the guy opposite has body temperature.

It will be easier if you have body temperature.

As long as it is alive, even gods will kill it for you!

That "Wang Quan" raised his hands decisively, and he was holding a black M1911A1 in his left hand.

He narrowed his eyes and said: "Old Ding, Ding Yifan, I know we can't deal with each other, but you'd better stay away from that monster. Don't forget how Feng Lang and the others died."

The gambler didn't say anything, but he still silently took a few steps away from Wang Quan in the room.

Wang Quan outside the house also took the opportunity to come in.

The current positions of the three people face each other in an equilateral triangle.

Triangle is always the most stable shape.

Whether it's math or physics, or... love?

Wang Quan inside raised his gun and gritted his teeth and said: "Ding Yifan! Do you believe what this monster says? What did you just say? I know you look down on my origin! Your whole family does!"

gambler:"......"

What kind of bloody character did this "hell" give me?

But he still didn't go over.

After all, what the "Wang Quan" outside said is right.

Think about how Feng Lang and the others died.

According to the gambler's own judgment, they were attacked to death by a familiar person, namely "Wang Quan", in a one-on-one situation.

This premise is one-to-one, but there is a problem.

Why "Wang Quan"?

Because except for Wang Quan, all of them are "Hell Walkers" and there is a way to confirm each other's identities.

This can be regarded as a small BUG left by "Hell".

Then, do you also fit this situation?

One on one, Wang Quan lay still in the room waiting for rescue.

Then because the mission prompt said that he was an important character, I lowered my guard and untied the rope, and was killed.

It is both reasonable and logical.

But now there happens to be an extra "Wang Quan".

Moreover, this "Wang Quan" was the Wang Quan who went on an adventure with his group the next day.

What he said and what he did were all reasonable.

If he wanted to kill himself, he would have done it as soon as he entered the door, not now.

Of course, Wang Quan in the room did not take action directly.

This revealed another bit of information - no matter which one of them was fake, they were not sure of killing themselves one-on-one.

The gambler looked back and forth between the two Wang Quan.

Wang Quan, the man on the left near the door, holds a black pistol in his hand, with a wry smile on his face and says nothing.

Inside, Wang Quan was glaring with a silver pistol in his hand.

Gamblers don't believe anyone.

He won't gamble, because if he bets wrong, his life will be lost.

He said coldly: "Which of you two can prove that you are true?"

Wang Quan outside sighed, "This cannot be proven. I can only say that everyone who understands understands. Ding Yifan, you are not a fool. If you think about the process carefully, you will know who is fake."

The gambler was silent.

Indeed, Wang Quan looks normal outside.

If the Wang Quan in it is fake, then it might be reasonable to know his own name.

For example, if he wants to impersonate the real Wang Quan, he must know what the real Wang Quan knows before he can impersonate him.

And judging from the death conditions of Feng Lang and others...if the fake Wang Quan is not a human being, then it is not impossible to know his real name.

It's not that "Hell" is not blocked, but that in the evil character setting of "Hell", Ding Yifan is his own name.

Thinking about it this way, last night makes sense.

Why did all those balloons with human heads disappear from the very beginning, the moment before meeting Wang Quan?

Why has no one on that street violated the rules since I came into contact with Wang Quan?

Why did thick fog and those monsters appear one after another not long after contacting Wang Quan?

Why did Wang Quan suddenly disappear?

Why did the thick fog and monsters disappear after he disappeared, and then the surroundings returned to normal?

There is only one answer. There is something wrong with Wang Quan last night, the one holding a silver-white pistol inside now!

"I trust you."

The gambler said to Wang Quan outside.

"Ding Yifan! You bitch! You...ahhh!!!"

Wang Quan inside screamed before he finished cursing.

The gambler fired a few shots at his legs. The M4A1 was powerful at close range, and it directly broke his right calf.

With muscles and bones.

The Wang Quan inside fell to the ground, clutching the broken wound and howling miserably. Blood splattered all over his leg.

Wang Quan outside was obviously relieved and said with a smile: "You made the right choice."

Without saying a word, the gambler slowly walked over, took out a cigarette and handed it to Wang Quan.

Wang Quan was stunned for a moment and took the cigarette.

The gambler took out a ZIPPO lighter and opened the lid and came over.

Wang Quan put a cigarette in his mouth and leaned in front of the lighter, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." The gambler slid the flint.

boom--!

There was a gunshot, and flames appeared from the muzzle of the gun disguised as a lighter. A bullet spun into Wang Quan's right eye, pierced the eyeball, and exited from the back of his head, causing blood to spurt out.

However, it is not bright red.

This Wang Quan took two steps back, covering his right eye with his right hand, and black-gray liquid flowed out from between his fingers.

"How did you find out that I'm not Wang Quan's?"

"I didn't find it, it's just that I didn't believe either of you from the beginning." The gambler held up the M4A1 and put it on his left eye, "It's just that I hit the real Wang Quan, and he did bleed, so

He must be real."

Gunshots fired, people died.

He looked back at Wang Quan, who was still holding his legs and wailing on the ground. The gambler's eyes were disgusted and indifferent.

He knew this was not over yet.

But now one has been solved, and he has also confirmed one thing: Wang Quan is an ordinary human being.

Then he has nothing to fear, and there is no need to force yourself to cater to him.

After that, just control Wang Quan and force him to be a good tool to explore the plot.

After that, we need to find Feng Lang and join them.

After all, he didn't receive the "message from hell" reporting the deaths of those people at all, which was why he had remained calm just now.

As for whether Wang Quan is real or not...haha, this one on the ground is the real Wang Quan.

Last night the "Message from Hell" said "the mission will be completed", so he must be telling the truth.

I just shot him in the leg just to vent my dissatisfaction.

You, a "native", deserve to show off to me, a "hellwalker"?

From the beginning, he was acting!

Ignoring Wang Quan, who was still wailing, the gambler lit up a post-event cigarette. Listening to Wang Quan's screams, he squinted and took a deep breath.

The hot nicotine rushed into his lungs, and with Wang Quan's screams, he felt that everything was under control.

With his hand on the headset, the gambler called to his teammates, "Feng Lang, you got the reply."

There is no response from the headset.

He called to other people a few more times, but there was no sound in his ears, and he could hear pindrops all around.

Hmm? Can you hear a pin drop?

The gambler suddenly turned around!

At the same time, there was a gunshot.

boom--!

The gambler only felt a coldness on his cheek, and then severe pain filled his mouth! The cigarette in his mouth and his teeth were accompanied by blood and minced meat splattering!

Then there were several more gunshots, and bullets penetrated both of his arms and legs.

Driven by the kinetic energy of the bullet, his body spun around and fell to the ground.

The gambler reluctantly raised his head and found that Wang Quan had stood up without knowing it!

His legs...are intact!

"Why...why...well..."

Before he could finish his hoarse words, he was interrupted by pain in his abdomen.

Wang Quan took back the leather shoes that kicked his stomach, squatted down and raised the corners of his mouth, "Why? I'm also looking for the answer, don't you think so? Ding Yifan, should I call you... a gambler?"

The gambler's pupils shrank!

Wang Quan still had a smile on his face and said gently: "How do you say that?"

He thought for a while and suddenly realized, "With the shield of 'hell', he will only think that we are talking about normal topics, including the clothes we wear that are not in line with the era. In the eyes of the indigenous people, they will automatically adjust to clothes that are in line with the era."

, or maybe they subconsciously think it’s okay for us to dress like this.”

After that, he looked down at the horrified gambler with a happy expression and a flash of scarlet in his eyes, "Brother Gambler, can you act like a bad guy again? Just like a bad guy..."

"By the way, I forgot that your tongue was broken. Come on, let me show you." Wang Quan lowered his head and looked at the horrified face of the gambler, grinning, revealing his neat white teeth:

"Idiot."

Gunshots fired, people died.


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