Feng Lang and the others did not receive the death message of the gambler from "Hell".

They were still resting in the rented yard in Pimp Alley, discussing the course of action after the discussion.

And Lechuan and the reluctant Wang Quan are happy in the Happy Forest Gambling House.

Wang Quan had a cold face, "This is what you call nocturnal activities?" ”

"Aha! Thirty thousand! Huh! Give money for money! ”

Lechuan looked back and smiled while rubbing mahjong: "Yes, there are a few beauties who play mahjong with you, and you can still win money, isn't this tense and exciting, Brother Quan?" ”

Wang Quan: "Then you mean that the decisive battle until dawn and the waist can't withstand it......"

"Playing mahjong until dawn, and sitting all night without getting tired?"

Wang Quan: "......"

What a disappointment!

"Then you can play by yourself, I'll go."

Wang Quan turned around and was about to leave.

"Where do you want to go?"

Lethe asked.

"I'll go around the streets."

Wang Quantou didn't reply, and replied casually.

"But...... As I said, don't go out at night, Mr. Wang~"

Wang Quan turned his head sharply and saw the person sitting at the mahjong table...... Where is it still what Lethe!

She is clearly An Wanying!

She wore a sleeveless cheongsam with a red base and dark black moire on it.

However, this time, the side slit was slit to the crotch, and a small heart-shaped opening was made in the chest.

When she turned sideways, Wang Quan could just see her long legs and grooves.

Well, there's also the knots that show out from the slits on the long legs.

Well?

Knots?

Wang Quan thought about it, and felt that it would be 404, so he wouldn't describe it.

"Miss An, where are the Lechuan people?"

Wang Quan looked around.

The three cheongsam girls who played mahjong with her were still playing mahjong normally.

The other tables are also rubbing the hemp normally, no different from just now.

It seems that none of them noticed that Lethe, who was originally sitting here, suddenly changed people.

"Lechuan, it seems that there is no such person...... Miss An tapped her chin with her index finger and winked at Wang Quan.

Wang Quan's face was expressionless, "What about the gambler, is he dead?" ”

According to the routine in horror movies, the guy who acts alone must be the first to be unlucky.

Before, it was a gambler, and now it's your turn.

Eighty percent of Lethe River is also more auspicious.

"Well, it's dead." Miss An's smile was still gentle, "No way, who made him unpleasant~ Mr. Wang, the guy you hate will die~"

He's dead...... Wang Quan showed a business smile, "Then Miss An, what are you looking for me?" ”

"It's just that you haven't come home so late, I'm a little worried~~" Miss An is gentle and considerate, "It's not safe to go outside at night~~"

"That's right...... Thank you for your concern. Be careful! Wang Quan was suddenly stunned 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 fleeing the door.

Mr. Wang...... You're so cute~~"

............

The air is tearing, the lungs are burning!

Wang Quan felt that he was not as fast as he is now when he took the 1,000-meter high school entrance examination!

Just kidding!

Stay there and die!

He could see that An Wanying, this woman, had been playing with herself!

The gambler acted alone and died.

Lechuan and himself, and now he is estimated to be dead.

Isn't that the next one yourself?

It's better to go back to Feng Lang and them quickly, when the time comes, they can only run faster than them, and according to the superpowers they have made up, they will most likely protect themselves.

When he returned to the small courtyard, he pushed open the courtyard door, "Lethe has met the monster of the An Mansion!" He's left over there to break the queen! Let's run! ”

Feng Lang and the others were sitting around the stone table discussing something.

Hearing Wang Quan's words, they didn't react.

"What's going on with Lethe and Wang Quan? Why can't I get in touch? ”

"And the gambler, he can't be contacted from there."

"But there is no news from 'Hell', and the gambler and Lethe should still be alive."

They were discussing various things with serious expressions.

But it's as if I didn't see Wang Quan.

Wang Quan frowned slightly, walked over and patted Feng Lang on the shoulder.

But as soon as his hand touched Feng Lang's shoulder, Feng Lang fell.

Feng Lang, who fell to the ground, kept repeating the above words in his mouth.

And what others said had long become, "Abba 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 cheongsam with red bloodshot makeup on a black background, and a folding fan in her hand covering the lower half of her face.

Her eyes were crooked, full of gentle smiles.

Wang Quan turned his head and ran.

............

Running out of the yard, Wang Quan took out the map that he had quietly prepared during the day yesterday from his arms, and ran all the way in the direction of the train station.

He felt like he was running faster than he had just been!

He didn't stop all the way to the train station before he stopped and gasped.

After catching his breath, he looked around.

The old train station is naturally no match for the future.

But it's too shabby, too!

There was moss everywhere, and the vines were breeding on the railroad tracks.

And there are no dispatchers and station staff, so passengers are naturally even less likely.

The moon is sparse, and a breeze blows.

Wang Quan couldn't help but pee - it was really uncomfortable to hold it all the way.

Find a place to shhhhh

I didn't have time to think about it just now.

If you think about it carefully, it is equivalent to saying that from the first night, when Miss An's voice appeared in her ears, she and Feng Lang's group were already under Miss An's control.

But it's only been less than two days since today.

He is just an ordinary person, or an ordinary person whose body is in a sub-healthy state who often does not exercise.

Before he went for a physical examination, the doctor said that his physical condition was about the same as that of forty years old, and it was inevitable that he would die early if he went down to 996.

Frightened, he hurried to grab the medicine.

When he returned, he found that the doctor had said the same thing to the man behind him......

Alas, the legs are like lead.

He looked around.

A little farther away was a dispatch booth, about the size of the parking lot security room he had seen in his own world, just a few square meters.

There was a bench next to the kiosk.

He walked over and sat down, took out a cigarette and lit it on his lips, when he heard the sound of the dispatch booth opening next to him, and Miss An's gentle voice:

"Smoking in front of a lady is impolite, Mr. An~"

The unlit cigarette in Wang Quan's mouth fell to the ground, he didn't hesitate, and ran away from the dispatch booth even after rolling and crawling.

Miss An folded her fan to cover her lips, and her eyes were as gentle as water as she stared at his back.

Mr. Wang...... It's still so cute~"

............

On a summer night, the Huangpu River is still breezy.

That's right! A clever person has more than one plan!

He Wang has already prepared a number of escape plans to leave the magic capital!

If neither the "Hell Walker" nor Miss An can help him go back, and even the Demon Capital can't find a way, then leave the Demon Capital!

As long as people are alive, there is always a way!

Even if there is really no way to do it in the end, then you can only survive in this world.

Determined to do so, Wang Quan dragged his lead-filled legs towards the dock.

There was no one on the dock either, but Wang Quan didn't care about that anymore.

He was looking around for a boat.

The kind that can go right away.

But all the ships were at anchor, and they were covered in reddish-brown rust, apparently unmaintained for a long time.

At this time, a black canopy boat floated towards the shore.

When I got to the shore, a cheongsam beauty walked out of the black canopy.

"All encounters in this world are reunions after a long absence. Mr. Wang, do you believe this sentence~"

Wang Quan didn't bother to run.

The main reason is that he can't run away at all, plus he really can't run.

He took out a cigarette case from his pocket and took out a hibiscus king's mouth, and the flint on the zippo chrome lighter sparked, reflecting his flushed face.

The cigarette was lit, and he took a sharp puff, looked up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle, and slowly exhaled a melancholy smoke ring.

"Miss An, can't you treat me like a fart?"