socalfunplaces Chapter 175: Martyrdom!
Chapter 175: Martyrdom!
"Ding! The lucky ten draw has been started, consume ten merit points!"
As the mechanical voice of the system sounded in his mind, a virtual lottery wheel appeared in front of Yan Jun.
"Ding! A reward for 'Upgrading the Eye of Supervision' once!"
"Ding! Reward the superpower 'time stands still' once!"
...
Soon, the ten consecutive draws were completed, and the probability of winning the lottery was 40%, which met Yan Jun's expectations.
"Host, do you want to continue the lottery?"
"smoke!"
Yan Jun's eyes moved slightly, and a firm light flashed in his eyes, "As long as I don't say stop, keep pumping!"
With the extremely thrilling experience just now, Yan Jun deeply understood a truth.
The function of merit points is to help him save more people and fight against the god of death, so don't be stingy.
Just imagine, if you really couldn't think of a way just now, you could only watch so many community residents being harvested by the god of death, then what's the use of keeping those more than 6,000 merit points?
Simply taking advantage of the wealth of his family at the moment, it is the most practical to draw the prize first, and it can be considered to be fully prepared for the next revenge of the Death God.
"Ding! The lucky ten draw has been started, consume ten merit points!"
...
Downstairs in Ruian Community.
Yang Xiaoqing's clothes were already soaked through, and at this moment, she was kneeling on the ground in despair, looking at the crowd of people who were chasing the ambulance gradually away with tears in her eyes.
She was the only one left in the huge square.
Most of the people in the community were so grateful for Yan Jun's sacrifice of self-sacrifice, they chased the ambulance and wanted to take him to the last ride. There were still a small number of people left, so they left in despair and looked for other places to live. .
Yang Xiaoqing did not go.
She had already begged Zhou Ke just now. Since this colleague who was also in safe house No. 9 did not agree to her, even if she followed the ambulance to the hospital, she would not be able to see Yan Jun for the last time.
Thinking of this, Yang Xiaoqing suddenly felt sad and tears welled up again.
After a while.
Yang Xiaoqing wiped the tears on her face with her soaked sleeves, twitched her sour nose, and smiled bleakly.
yes!
Everyone is already dead, so what's the point of struggling to see the last time?
The only thing that made Yang Xiaoqing feel extremely regretful and resentful was that she was thinking about becoming Yan Jun's woman, but she didn't expect him to be so soon after he promised her...
There will never be a chance like this!
Are you destined to not have that blessing? !
thought here.
Yang Xiaoqing's heart throbbed suddenly, and the pain in his heart was like a knife. , She desperately tried not to let herself cry anymore, but the tears rustled down like beads with a broken thread, out of her control at all.
Yan Jun!
you asshole! Son of a bitch! !
He lied to the old lady's feelings, and promised that the old lady's things were not done, and she died just like that.
Nothing in this world is so cheap!
Yan Jun! wait for me! !
Yang Xiaoqing's eyes jumped suddenly, a decisive look appeared on the pretty face of Pear Blossom and Rain, and then she raised one leg to stand up.
Unexpectedly, just after the left leg was raised, the body was crooked and fell directly.
My legs are numb!
Yang Xiaoqing gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and after a short pause, stood up with difficulty, and walked towards Building 15 as if he had lost his soul.
At this point, the temperature in the elevator has dissipated.
After Yang Xiaoqing walked into the elevator, with tears in her eyes, she stretched out her white and slender fingers and pressed down on the top floor of the building.
tick tock tick tock...
Tears and drops of water on the clothes kept falling.
Yang Xiaoqing was alone in this enclosed space, only to realize that his clothes had been wetted by the previous torrential rain, and his body gradually became conscious. The knees of his legs were painful and numb, and the cold and biting chill hit. Whole body.
The next moment, she shuddered, and her delicate body trembled slightly.
The elevator rose slowly.
Through the stainless steel mirror in the elevator, Yang Xiaoqing saw a woman who was embarrassed. Her eyes were red and swollen, her expression was desolate, and there were tears on her face, which was very different from the confidence and beauty she usually showed.
Yang Xiaoqing's face suddenly changed, she tucked her hair behind her ears and wiped away the tears on her face.
no!
If I went to see Yan Jun like this, he would definitely dislike me!
After this thought popped up in his mind, Yang Xiaoqing seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and quickly reached out and pressed the button of Building 8.
At this time, the elevator has come to the 6th floor.
A few seconds later, with a 'ding' sound, the elevator stopped and the elevator door slowly opened.
Yang Xiaoqing walked out.
In the corridor of the entire floor, it was almost suffocatingly quiet, with no shadows or lights at all.
It was still late at night, and such a scene would make people feel a little scary.
But Yang Xiaoqing was completely unaware at this moment.
She even said that she didn't have the heart to think about these things.
Because she has made up her mind.
Back home, take a good bath, put on your favorite and most beautiful clothes, then put on a beautiful makeup to cover your red and swollen eyes, and finally...
Jump off the roof of this floor!
Only then can she see Yan Jun again and seize her hard-won love.
Who said that martyrdom was just an old rumor?
...
"Ding! Congratulations to the host, a lucky capsule will be awarded!"
"Ding! Congratulations to the host, reward the super ability 'time still' once!"
"Ding! Thank you for your patronage, and wish the host good luck next time!"
...
On the sofa in Yang Xiaoqing's living room, Yan Jun kept drawing prizes every second.
In just ten minutes, he has consumed hundreds of merit points.
Fortunately, the odds of winning remained at around 50 percent, slightly exceeding Yan Jun's expectations.
At this moment.
Yan Jun suddenly felt a slight noise from outside, and subconsciously narrowed his eyes, pricked up his ears, and held his breath.
The sound is getting closer and clearer.
footsteps!
That's right! It's the sound of footsteps!
And it's coming in this direction!
Is there any courageous resident who dares to come back to sleep at night after a fire in the building?
Yan Jun frowned, instantly regained his energy, and listened carefully to the frequency of his footsteps.
After a while.
Yan Jun's eyelids twitched slightly, and he suddenly realized.
These footsteps are probably, maybe, maybe, Yang Xiaoqing's!
What is she doing back at this time?
Eight meters!
Five meters!
Three meters!
The footsteps were getting closer.
Yan Jun didn't have time to think about it, he quickly took off his shoes, and then crept behind the door, holding his breath.
next moment.
The footsteps outside stopped, and a shadow flashed under the crack of the door.
Click!
The door handle turned, and the door was gently pushed open.