Chapter 1297 You shouldn’t mention him
“This is Pi Ruan.”
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With the exit of a personal name, the number of signatures in the bucket is getting higher and higher As time went by, the shock on Lin Qianqian's face turned into panic. She didn't understand, how dare Wang Fugui? Wasn't he afraid of accidentally drawing a death lottery?
Besides...besides, what's going on? Shouldn't the rule of drawing lots be that one person is drawn in turn?
In her opinion, this so-called life and death lottery is just like the famous Russian roulette, a gambling game where life is at stake. The rule of the latter is to put a bullet in the magazine of the revolver and rotate it at will. After the wheel is turned, the wheel is turned off and the players take turns putting the gun to their heads and pulling the trigger.
Whoever survives to the end is the winner.
But this damn fat guy has no martial ethics!
His behavior was like pointing a gun at herself and shooting several times. Lin Qianqian fell into an inexplicable panic. She suspected... No, she was almost certain that the fat man wanted to empty almost all the magazines. Then keep the last bullet for yourself.
Is he crazy?
How dare he?
He is not worried...
Lin Qianqian's inner drama reached a climax at this moment, and her heart was in her throat, because with Wang Fugui pulling out another black lottery, now There were only two sticks left in the bucket.
Holding the third to last lot tightly, Wang Fugui said in a low voice, "This lot is for all the people who have been deceived by the top management of the Night Watch."
"They were originally full of passion. Young people hope to make the world a better place with their own efforts, even at the risk of sacrificing their lives, but the result is that they are deceived and used by you until they are drained of the last trace of value and discarded like garbage. .”
At this moment, countless faces appeared in Fatty's mind, including Crimson members, Xu Yi, Liu Guo, Hua Luo, An Xuan...these were extraordinary ordinary people.
They faithfully fulfilled the oath they made when they joined the Night's Watch, and most of them did not even realize that they were in a huge lie until their death.
As someone once lamented, they are not afraid of death, they are just afraid of being deceived.
Lin Qianqian couldn't say she had any feelings about the fat man's words. She was not a person who could be easily shaken, but at this moment, a strange feeling suddenly arose in her heart.
Curious.
Yes, just curious!
She stared at the two remaining lots in the bucket. She was very curious, very curious. After Wang Fugui’s final concluding speech, what else would be in his heart? What I just said is more important.
After all, the next draw is the last draw.
Under Lin Qianqian's tense eyes, the fat man stretched out his hand. He became cautious about the last lot, but Lin Qianqian could clearly feel that he was not afraid of drawing the wrong lot. He was suppressing and suppressing his inner emotions.
Until this moment, Lin Qianqian understood that from beginning to end, she had never seen through this man named Wang Fugui.
Slowly pulling out the last sign, the fat man's fingertips were trembling, "This one... is for the doctor."
"It was you who brought him into this world, but when he really had feelings, After having a family, you deprived him of all this just to make him fall into despair."
"How cruel. Have you ever considered his feelings?"
"䱱Of course we won't, How can you high-minded people consider the feelings of a 'tool'? You are used to it." The fat man smiled with tears in his eyes, "Because you are a group of indifferent and selfish guys."
After seeing the lotus pulled out by the fat man, Lin Qianqian collapsed, "No, no, it's impossible... you're cheating! Wang Fugui, you deserve to be just like that Jiang Cheng, you're cheating!"
"The damn person is you! It's you!"
Looking at the hysterical Lin Qianqian, the fat man had no mercy in his eyes. He held the drawn lot in one hand and the bucket in the other. One step later, she walked up to Lin Qianqian.
The eldest young master followed him step by step, his mouth slightly opened, and his eyes that were sewn shut seemed to still be able to see the current scene. He lowered his head slightly and "stared" at Lin Qianqian who was lying limply on the ground.
"It's impossible for a doctor to be plotted by someone like you, but you shouldn't mention him to me. No matter what happens to him or not, I will never let you go, and the same goes for Luo Tianhe."
Looking at Lin Qianqian condescendingly, the fat man slowly let go of his left hand, and more than a dozen black lottery sticks fell like arrows, hitting Lin Qianqian in front of her. Then, in Lin Qianqian's desperate eyes, he took out the lottery ticket with only one stick left. The bucket was placed in front of her.
Staring at the only sign left inside, Lin Qianqian was shaking like chaff. The next second, she felt a strong force from nowhere, pushed the sign bucket hard, got up and ran back.
She didn’t know where to run, but she had to get out of here!
She will not die. How could she die? She is much stronger than this Wang Fugui!
The bucket of sticks was pushed over, and the only stick left in it seemed to have spirituality. After falling out of the bucket, it happened to be inserted into the ground, straight and straight, with the red end facing up, like It's a tombstone.
Lin Qianqian rushed into the endless fog and disappeared quickly, but the fat man was not in a hurry. After all, this was the road to the underworld, and Lin Qianqian told herself personally that it would not be so easy to leave.
This round...he won.
Sure enough, soon there were screams and screams in the fog, as well as the sounds of kicking and struggling. After a while, Lin Qianqian came out. She was dragged out by several headless corpses pulling her hair. of.
At this moment, she no longer had the same air as before. She looked very miserable, her clothes were in tatters, and she was covered in blood. Her left arm and right leg were twisted in weird postures, and they were dragged on the ground so weakly. It was obviously broken, and his eyes were filled with despair.
As she gasped for breath, blood foam continued to pour out of the corners of her mouth.
“Cough…cough cough…”
"Let...let me go..."
As several headless corpses lifted Lin Qianqian's body and stuffed it into the coffin, she continued to beg, but she had no strength to struggle anymore. As the coffin lid closed little by little, Lin Qianqian's world also turned dark.
“Bang!”
“Bang!”
……
Big black nails as thick as fingers were driven into the coffin by the headless ghost's hands, and the coffin lid was tightly sealed on the coffin. Finally, with a shrill wailing, the eight headless ghosts each returned to their own place. Position, he exerted force at the same time, lifted the coffin, took big steps, and walked forward.
The eldest young master finally stretched out his hand and pointed the direction of the coffin-carrying team to the fat man, and then slowly retreated into the mist, and the figure quickly disappeared.
The fat man walked a few steps quickly and followed the headless ghosts carrying the coffin. He soon discovered a strange scene. These headless ghosts were not walking at all, but just marching in place.
It is not them that move, but the road under their feet. (End of this chapter)