"What to do? What to do? Ning Fei hid behind a maple tree, anxious. Leo's footsteps were getting closer and closer, and he was already less than twenty meters away.

He couldn't run, and now that he was within Leo's range, he was looking for death when he left the maple tree. What's more, in his current state, even if Leao asks him to run for five minutes, he won't be able to run far.

"Smack! Syllable! ”

Leo fired a shot at the maple tree every few steps, as if to vent all the anger and resentment in his heart on this maple tree. Ning Fei hid behind the tree and only felt frightened, and the maple tree had already become miserable under the baptism of gunfire.

It's over, it's over, it's over, it's done, Ning Fei really feels what it means to be desperate. He looked up at the pitch-black sky and scolded angrily: "God, if you really have fucking eyes, give me a glimmer of life." ”

It was still dark, and nothing changed in the sky. This is not a fantasy novel, the protagonist roars and a thunderbolt will split the enemy into ashes.

Calm down, calm down, think carefully about what else can be done. Ning Fei forcibly calmed himself down, only to find that he had no chance of winning against Leo with a shotgun.

He began to rummage through his clothes from top to bottom, and the kitchen knife was thrown to the ground by him during the escape, and he wanted to find something to resist in his clothes.

Ning Fei rummaged in a panic, and at this moment, his eyes were attracted by a mezzanine at his calf. A brown wallet hung from his calf, a little above his boots, and he opened it to see a pocket-sized version of a golden gun quietly sitting inside.

He has been highly concentrated since he was chased by a strong woman, and he never thought that there was such a treasure hidden on his body. Thanks to the sky, Ning Fei was overjoyed.

The gun was no bigger than Ning Fei's palm, and he took it out, pinching it in his hand to be precise. This was a pure gold revolver, Ning Fei opened the chamber, and there were no bullets in it.

Depend on!

It can't be, something must be wrong. The weather was overcast and cold, but Ning Fei's forehead was full of beads of sweat.

The original owner of this body would not have carried a useless revolver with him, the bullet must have been on the body! Suddenly, Ning Fei patted his head in a sudden realization and hurriedly took off the necklace on his chest.

That silver necklace was just a bullet! Ning Fei quickly loaded the bullet into the revolver, the size was just right, the revolver could only hold one bullet, and the operation was not complicated, Ning Fei loaded the bullet after a few fiddles.

He only had one chance.

This is a chance given to him by God.

"Smack!" The shotgun hit the maple tree, the maple tree was already crumbling, and Ning Fei's body was gradually unable to hide.

"Ten meters!" Ning Fei closed his eyes, the strong smell of gunpowder and burning wood filled his nostrils, and all his attention was focused on the footsteps that Leo had walked between bullets.

"Smack!"

"Eight meters!"

Ning Fei held his breath.

And a little more.

"Smack!"

Leo fired a shot, and he reloaded the bullet with two "clicks", and he could kill Ning Fei with the next shot.

Just as he was loading the bullet, Ning Fei suddenly emerged from behind the maple tree. Ning Fei's eyes were very sharp, and in a trance, Leo felt as if he had seen the shadow of death in those eyes.

"Bang!"

The flames erupted, and a silver bullet grew bigger and bigger in Leo's eyes. His consciousness paused for a moment, and only darkness remained.

Leo is also dead.

"Gross!"

Ning Fei saw the scene of the flesh and blood flying in the back of Leo's head, and felt sick again. But after so many things, his ability to bear it has improved a lot.

At this time, there was also a blue flame floating out of Leo's body. With the lessons of the past, Ning Fei calmly still poured blue flames into his chest.

Spirit (3/1000).

The numbers in his mind changed.

It turns out that "1" does not represent a person, but may represent the strength or weakness of a person, and the stronger the person, the more essence will be collected.

But with the spirit of 997 left, where did he go to collect it?

Ning Fei was very weak, he had lost too much blood, he only felt a little dizzy, and his legs were as heavy as if they had been poured lead.

He knew he had a lot to do.

He knelt next to Leo's body and retrieved the bag of gold coins he had been robbed of earlier. He fumbled around Leo again, intending to find something that could be used.

Killing people and goods, this young man is quiet and scary in such an environment.

Leo didn't have many things, only a few scattered gold coins in his pocket. People like them, when they get a little money, they can't wait to squander it in women, casinos, and bars, and basically don't have any deposits.

Ning Fei didn't care about this, what he cared about was another thing for Leo.

A real revolver!

This revolver is the same as what Ning Fei saw on TV, it can hold six bullets, and Leo also has a bag of bullets hanging from his waist, which was also taken by Ning Fei.

As for the shotgun, Ning Fei was not interested at all, not to mention that the shotgun was too big and long to carry, not to mention that Ning Fei didn't have the strength to carry him around.

All that's left is some useless stuff and a mercenary token.

He searched for Bis again, and Bis had a mercenary token identical to Leo's, and the pattern on the token was extraordinarily simple, in the shape of two swords crossed.

Ning Fei took the token in his hand and looked at it, and put it in his pocket.

Then, he stood up and made a bold decision.

He's going back to the cabin!

He didn't know where it was, he didn't know what was outside the maple grove, and the only place where he could find the answer was the wooden house.

Ning Fei staggered towards the wooden house, and a gust of wind blew up a few maple leaves on the ground, covering the three corpses on the ground that were not yet cold.

Ning Fei walked into the wooden house, the fire in the furnace wall was blazing, and the temperature in the room greatly relieved Ning Fei's almost frozen body. He took a deep breath and came to the iron door in the corner of the cabin.

That's the entrance to the basement!

Ning Fei opened the iron door, and the smell of blood and rotten musty came to his face. Ning Fei looked down from above, and the dismembered and horrific corpse was quietly placed on the table under the light of the gray kerosene lamp.

He was so scared, he felt like his heart was almost stopping, but he had to go down!

Because there are still two young women tied up in the basement! No matter who the previous owner of this body was, what kind of person it was. Now this body can only be called Ning Fei, and he can only handle things in his way.

He wanted to let the two girls go.

He stepped onto the iron ladder and walked down step by step.

To his delight, but also a little frightened, the two girls were gone.

Where did they go? Did you run away on your own? Will they bring the police to arrest themselves? Ning Fei's heart was full of questions.

He glanced again, and the basement was empty, except for the mutilated limbs that kept him company. Ning Fei shuddered, hurriedly turned around and crawled out of the basement, and then slammed the iron door shut.

The warmth and brightness of the wooden house dispelled a trace of the rich gloom in his heart.

He was tired and sleepy, and he was badly wounded. He took off his clothes and treated the wound briefly, sat on the sofa, drank the cold coffee next to him, and then picked up the blanket next to the sofa and covered himself, he couldn't bear it anymore, and fell asleep deeply.

He slept soundly this night, and it was the first time he had slept so soundly since he was terminally ill and lay in a hospital bed. That nervous breakdown and inexplicable waking up in the middle of the night never happened again.

"Ahh

Ning Fei opened his eyes and moved his body slightly. He felt warm, the fire in the fireplace had been extinguished, but the temperature was much warmer than at night. The climate of this place is somewhat similar to that of the plateau, which reminds Ning Fei of a common saying that circulates on the plateau in his hometown, wear a cotton jacket in the morning and yarn in the afternoon, and eat watermelon around the stove.

Suddenly, he realized that he was still in that inexplicable world, and he could concentrate on seeing a pair of virtual transparent glasses in front of him, and a string of numbers floated on the screen of the glasses: Spirit (3/1000).

He suddenly came to his senses.

Ning Fei sat up from the sofa, wearing only a pair of shorts, and the wounds on his body had scabbed, only a little pain. This made Ning Fei a little surprised, because of the knife wound like last night, in the real world, he would definitely not be able to get out of bed if he didn't lie in the hospital for ten days and half a month.

It was already noon, Ning Fei moved his body again, felt hungry, and began to look for food in the wooden house.

Although the wooden house was small but very well equipped, Ning Fei found a lot of bread, jam and jerky in the kitchen, and he devoured a lot of things.

The feeling of satiety made him recover some of his strength, everything was ready, and Ning Fei knew that the next thing was the key.

Who am I? Why should I be with that woman to dismember someone? What other dangers are there here?

The answer to all this seems to be in this wooden house.