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"Oh, okay, okay, hurry up." Wei Liangzhe waved his hand helplessly, and then he walked back. After two steps, he suddenly reacted, "Why are you still running outside so late?" "

Problems of this magnitude are not tricky for the movement at all, even if he is in a state of being exhausted to deal with it right now.

"Working outside, just got off work." The movement walked into the guard room.

Compared with residents, the room in the guard room is much larger.

Because the pain in his stomach had reached the limit, he could only run to the toilet, but when he reached the door of the toilet, he stopped.

The previous scene resurfaced in his mind.

He felt the danger of his life, even though the pain in his stomach was unbearable, he still managed to hold it down.

Urinate and defecate anywhere, as long as you can survive, what does it matter?

Not to mention this is in the movie world.

At this time, the idea of ​​life-saving prevailed in the movement's mind.

"I... I suddenly thought that I have an urgent thing to do. I will go out first, thank you!" The movement turned and ran to the door.

"Hello!" Wei Liangzhe was a little angry.

Was awakened in the middle of the night, but did not do anything, anyone would be angry.

But Wei Liangzhe couldn't say anything. He had to walk to the door and put out his hand to close the door. Before closing the door, he stretched out his head and looked outside and found that the movement had disappeared.

"Really weird." Wei Liangzhe shook his head and closed the door.

On the other side, the movement was stunned in the corridor, and he found that after leaving the guard room, he came to the fourth floor of Quanyun Apartment.

The room 420 he feared was not far ahead, and, it is worth noting that the door of room 420 was opened, and the movement clearly remembered that he had closed the door when he left the Quanyun apartment.

The movement, which realized something was wrong, swallowed.

Stomach pain plus physical and mental exhaustion, plus the loss of vitality, his condition at this time can not be described as weak as an exaggeration.

Suddenly, he felt as if there was a knife in his stomach constantly stirring. This level of pain made his forehead covered with sweat and his body was not consciously leaning forward.

He squatted on the ground, breathing deeply.

"Absolutely, absolutely can't go to Room 420." In order to emphasize his confidence, he said this sentence.

But when he looked up, he found that room 420 was on his right, and he could directly see the kitchen in the room at a glance.

At this moment, there was a thought in the movement, that he would die if he had sex. Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing.

"It's really clever but it's been mistaken by cleverness." The movement said, shaking its head.

In a daze, he saw that the door of Room 420 seemed to be moving towards him. This illusion gave him a distorted illusion.

The first aid spray was taken out of the special item carrying column. He knew that this special item was not helpful to the present, and it was better to use it than not to use it.

After death, these things will disappear. There is no situation left to the rest of the team. In addition, the movement does not have much feelings for the brilliant team.

It's just walking together. If you want to survive, you can only rely on yourself.

Everyone getting together is just huddling together for warmth, and the biggest role may be to prevent yourself from being united and isolated by the rest of the actors in the movie world.

Although I think so in my heart, deep down, the movement is still hoping for someone to save itself.

With the movement lowered, he looked at the ground. Suddenly, his eyes went black, his mind went blank, and his body began to shake, as if he would fall to the ground at any time.

The first aid spray was sprayed on his body and was quickly used up three times. Unfortunately, in this case, the first aid spray had almost no effect.

The purple black in front of him gradually faded, and in the eyes of the movement, the ground suddenly became larger. More precisely, the picture in front of him began to enlarge, and his head became abnormal.

The movement that knew all of this did not move, because he was surprised to find that he seemed to see countless small people constantly moving in his direction.

These ‘people’ have blurred faces and unclear limbs. They seem to be in a state of independence and semi-independence, but their movements are real.

At this moment, the movement was a little stunned. He didn't know if he saw an illusion, or... he saw the true appearance of Quanyun's apartment.

At this moment, the movement found a power emerging in its body, which reignited his will to escape.

Yes, it turned out to be like this. I still have a chance. I can't be determined by my destiny. My life must be in my own hands. I believe that it can be!

There was a ray of hope in his eyes.

The frustration after trading with the Mystic God was swept away. Although it was a little late, he finally defeated himself.

My stomach no longer hurts, and my body is full of strength.

Go ahead! Keep running and never stop your steps!

The movement's left leg was forced, and in an instant, huge power erupted from his body, and the door of Room 420 was in front. No matter what, his courage would not be shaken anymore.

This is the only weapon he has now.

The door, instantly, arrived, and after a second, he would be able to rush out of Room 420 and escape his already determined fate.

The light appeared in the front.

That is!

The image of Mystic God's prophecy flashed in the movement's mind again, but this time, the image was slightly different from before. Perhaps it was not discovered before, or it was an extra detail. In short, he only saw it now.

The reason why I lost my head is because there is a small machine thread running across my neck in the toilet.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

But that is not outside the door, but the door of the toilet.

A second later, the door of Room 420 was closed, the movement was standing in the toilet, blood gradually seeping out from the neck, the head slowly slid, and then it fell to the ground with a slight noise~www.wuxiaspot.com~ After rolling twice, it stopped at the edge of the toilet.

To death, the eyes of the movement were not closed.

...

A Zhu, who lives in Room 418, opened his eyes suddenly. He found that his chest was stuffy. Something bad seemed to happen. Just now, in his sleep, he seemed to hear a voice talking to himself.

"Sorry, although it is shameless, but please carry on with my hope."

A Zhu said what he heard.

"Strange, why do you have such a dream? Could it be that someone had something wrong?" A Zhu looked out the window, the cold moonlight seemed to have no emotion at all.

"By the way, the movement lives in room 420, why don't I ask him? Maybe he heard it too, uh... forget it, it's so late, the corridor may not be safe, and a big man of mine went to find someone else in the middle of the night. When a big man said this kind of thing, there is always a strange feeling." A Zhu shook his head, dispelling the thoughts in his heart. 2k reading network