Feng Lang and others did not receive the gambler's death message from "Hell".
They were still resting in the rented yard in the pimp alley, discussing their next plan of action.
And Wangchuan and Wang Quan, who was reluctant, were having fun in the Happy Forest Casino.
Wang Quan said with a cold face, "Is this what you call a nighttime activity?"
"Aha! Thirty thousand! Huh! Give me money, give me money!"
While playing mahjong, Wangchuan turned around and said with a smile: "Yes, there are a few beauties playing mahjong with you and you can win money. Isn't this exciting, Brother Quan?"
Wang Quan: "Then what you mean when you say that the decisive battle will last until dawn and your waist is still weak..."
"Is it okay to play mahjong until dawn and not be tired after sitting all night?"
Wang Quan: "..."
What a disappointment!
"Then you can play by yourself, I'm leaving."
Wang Quan turned around and left.
"Where do you want to go?"
Wangchuan asked.
"I'm going to walk around the streets."
Wang Quan didn't even look back and answered casually.
"But... I told you not to go out at night, Mr. Wang~"
Wang Quan turned around sharply and saw the person sitting at the mahjong table... It was Wangchuan somewhere!
She is clearly An Wanying!
She was wearing a sleeveless cheongsam with a red base and jet black cloud patterns on it.
But this time the side slit reached to the crotch, and a small heart-shaped opening was opened on the chest.
When she turned sideways, Wang Quan could just see her long legs and grooves.
Well, there are also the knots exposed in the slit on the long legs.
Um?
Knot?
Wang Quan thought about it and felt like he would get a 404, so he couldn't describe it.
"Miss An, where are the Wangchuan people?"
Wang Quan looked around.
The three cheongsam girls playing mahjong with her were still playing mahjong normally.
The other tables are also rubbing numbness normally, no different from before.
It seemed that none of them noticed that Wangchuan who was sitting here suddenly changed.
"Wangchuan, it seems there is no such person..." Miss An tapped her chin with her index finger and winked at Wang Quan.
Wang Quan had no expression on his face, "Where's the gambler? Is he dead?"
According to the formula in horror movies, the guy who acts alone will be the first to suffer.
I was a gambler before, now it's my turn.
80% of the time in Wangchuan is also a disaster.
"That one is already dead." Ms. An's smile was still gentle, "There is no way, who told him to make you unhappy~ Mr. Wang, the guys you hate will die~"
Dead...Wang Quan showed a business-like smile and said, "Miss An, what do you want from me?"
"I'm just worried because you haven't come home so late~~" Miss An was gentle and considerate, "It's not safe outside at night~~"
"That's it...thank you for your concern. Be careful!" Wang Quan was suddenly startled and looked behind Miss An.
Miss An subconsciously turned around, but there was nothing behind her.
When she turned around again, she could only see the back of Wang Quan running away through the door.
"Mr. Wang...you are so cute~~"
............
The air is tearing and the lungs are burning!
Wang Quan felt that when he took the one-thousand-meter test in junior high school, he was not as fast as he is now!
Just kidding!
Stay there to die!
He could see that this woman An Wanying had been playing tricks on him!
The gambler acted alone and died.
Both Wangchuan and himself are probably dead now.
Then isn't he the next one?
It's better to go back to Feng Lang and the others as soon as possible. All you have to do is run faster than them, and based on the super powers you made up, there is a high probability that they will protect you.
When he returned to the small courtyard, he pushed open the courtyard door and said, "Wangchuan met the monster from An Gongguan! He stayed there to break up the queen! Let's run away quickly!"
Feng Lang and the others were sitting around the stone table discussing something.
They didn't react when they heard Wang Quan's words.
"What's going on with Wangchuan and Wang Quan? Why can't we contact them?"
"There is also a gambler. He can't be contacted either."
"But there is no news from 'Hell'. Gambler and Wangchuan are probably still alive."
They were discussing various things with serious expressions.
But it was as if Wang Quan was not seen.
Wang Quan frowned slightly and walked over to pat Feng Lang on the shoulder.
But as soon as his hand touched Feng Lang's shoulder, Feng Lang fell down.
Feng Lang, who fell to the ground, was still repeating the above words.
And what others said has already become, "Aba Aba..."
Wang Quan is like falling into an ice cave.
"Mr. Wang, what a coincidence~"
Wang Quan turned around, the door of the house opened, and Miss An slowly walked out of the house wearing a black cheongsam with red blood-streaked makeup lines on the bottom, covering the lower half of her face with a folding fan in her hand.
Her eyes were crooked, full of gentle smile.
Wang Quan turned around and ran away.
............
Running out of the yard, Wang Quan took out the map he had secretly prepared yesterday from his arms and ran towards the train station.
He felt like he was running faster than before!
He kept running all the way to the train station before he stopped to take a deep breath.
After breathing better, he looked around.
There is no comparison between the old train station and the future.
But it’s too shabby here!
There is moss everywhere and vines are multiplying on the railway tracks.
And there are no dispatchers or station staff, so there are certainly no passengers.
The moon was sparse and a breeze blew by.
Wang Quan couldn't help but feel the urge to urinate - it was really uncomfortable to hold it all the way.
Find a place to pee, and wait until you come back from fertilizing the moss before he starts to get scared.
I didn't have time to think about it just now.
If you think about it carefully now, it is equivalent to saying that from the very beginning of the night, when Miss An's voice appeared in his ears, he, Feng Lang and the others were already under Miss An's control.
But as of today, it has only been less than two days.
He is just an ordinary person, an ordinary person with a sub-healthy body who often does not exercise.
He went for a physical examination before, and the doctor said that his physical condition was similar to that of a forty-year-old, and that early death would be inevitable if he continued to be 996.
He was so frightened that he quickly went to grab medicine.
When he came back, he found that the doctor and the man behind him also said the same thing...
Alas, my legs feel like they are filled with lead.
He looked around.
There was a dispatch booth a little further away, which was about the same size as the parking lot security room he had seen in his own world, only a few square meters.
There is a bench next to the dispatch booth.
He walked over and sat down, took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth and was about to light it, when he heard the sound of the dispatch booth opening next to him, and Miss An's gentle voice:
"It's impolite to smoke in front of ladies, Mr. An~"
The unlit cigarette in Wang Quan's mouth fell to the ground. Without any hesitation, he rolled and crawled away from the dispatch booth.
Miss An gently covered her lips with a folding fan, looking at his back with eyes as gentle as water.
"Mr. Wang...she is still so cute~"
............
On a night when summer has just entered, the cool breeze is still blowing by the Huangpu River.
That’s right! Three cunning rabbit holes!
He, Wang, has already prepared multiple escape plans to leave the Magic City!
If "Hell Walker" and Miss An can't help you go back, or even the devil can't find a way, then leave the devil!
As long as people are still alive, they can always find a way!
Even if there is nothing we can do in the end, we can only survive in this world.
Firmly determined, Wang Quan walked towards the dock, dragging his legs as heavy as lead.
There was also no one on the dock, but Wang Quan no longer cared about this.
He was looking for a boat everywhere.
The kind that can leave immediately.
But all the boats were at anchor and covered with reddish-brown rust. It was obvious that they had not been maintained for a long time.
At this time, a awning boat floated towards the shore.
When we arrived at the shore, a beauty in cheongsam walked out of the awning.
"All encounters in this world are reunions after a long absence. Mr. Wang, do you believe this~"
Wang Quan was too lazy to run away.
The main reason is that he can't run away at all, plus he really can't run anymore.
He took out the cigarette case from his pocket and took out a Furongwang and put it in his mouth. The flint on the chrome zippo lighter emitted sparks, which made his face turn red.
He lit the cigarette, took a deep puff, looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, and slowly blew out a melancholy smoke ring.