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It is said that after Wang Yue got off the bus, he immediately rushed to an abandoned old factory near the suburbs according to the location prompted by the text message.

Wang Yue also doubted the authenticity of this text message, thinking that it might be a conspiracy by Jiang Zhishui to prevent him from participating in the pinnacle battle.

For Yang Ke, no matter how affectionate Wang Yue said, it doesn't matter whether he ruthlessly puts down that sentence like a cutting seat, and he is no longer a brother from now on, but he still regards Yang Ke as a brother in his heart.

There may be a ninety percent chance that it is a conspiracy, but if he runs into that slim one percent chance, even if he doesn't abandon the old factory, no one will blame him, but he will regret it for the rest of his life.

Wang Yue took twenty minutes to come to the abandoned old factory, which had been abandoned for many years, and its proximity to the sparsely populated suburbs made it look particularly desolate, and the breeze blew slowly, adding a touch of gloom.

Wang Yue walked into the inner area of the abandoned old factory step by step, his ears twitched slightly, and he took all the wind and grass around him into his ears, he knew that he came to the right and the wrong one.

Feeling that there was no trace of turbulence, and even some suppressed anger, Wang Yue said lightly: "Come out, I'm here!" ”

Syllable!

A coin fell on the hard concrete floor, making a crisp trembling sound, the coin landed in the middle, rolled towards Wang Yue, and finally hit Wang Yue's sneakers, stopped rolling instantly, and lay on the ground.

Wang Yue bent down and reached out to pick up the coin lying at his feet, seemingly staring at the coin under his feet, but in fact, he quietly glanced in the direction where the coin was rolling with the scattered afterglow.

At this moment, a dense sound of footsteps sounded behind Wang Yue, and when Wang Yue picked up the coin and turned to watch, more than 30 people blocked the door.

Wang Yue stared at the coin in his hand, its function was to attract his eyes to the inside of the factory, so that the ambush personnel could take advantage of this time to block the entrance, so that he would not notice that something was wrong and temporarily escape.

Wang Yue glanced at the more than thirty people who were holding steel pipes and tattooing dragons and tigers on their arms, their eyes were always calm and indifferent, and their slender fingers played with the one-dollar coin.

The head of a burly and strong man **** has an upper body, a huge dark cyan dragon head tattooed on his chest, and two dragon eyes that are not angry and self-righteous make the bones of the people who look at it stand on end.

He grinned a little at the corner of his lips, raised slightly, revealing his eerie teeth shining with white light, and looked at Wang Yue like a lamb caught in a wolf pack.

His throat squirmed, and he slowly spoke, his thunderous voice revealed an arrogance and arrogance, but also hidden a trace of confidence in his own strength, and said: "People on the road call me Master Hong, you have a chance to let me satisfy your curiosity, this is a routine, it is my bad habit, it should be a good habit for you." ”

"Where's Janko?" Wang Yue did not waste this opportunity to satisfy the curiosity of the deceased, his pupils were full of dense and vicious figures, and from time to time he caught a crocodile-like smile, but his blurted out tone with a calmness that everyone clearly perceived.

"This is a very useful pretense to trick you." Hong Ye did not cheat, truthfully satisfied the question asked by Wang Yue, and after speaking, the originally still throat, after about a few breaths, squirmed again, and said: "Regarding this, I appreciate you very much, I will give you a good time!" ”

Wang Yue's index finger and middle finger sipped the coin he had picked up earlier, and there was a hint of playfulness in his eyes, and he said, "My life won't be worth just this one coin, right?" ”

Hong Ye shook his head slightly, and then said: "You can rest assured that your life is very precious, and this answer is out of my appreciation for you, so it is given to you, but everything ends here." ”

Hong Ye is a lazy and talkative person, he likes to solve problems directly, but his performance today is a little procrastinating, he looked at Wang Yue who was standing quietly, and he knew the reason for this.

He had seen many faces that were panicked and shaped when they were facing death, similar to Wang Yue's indifferent face, he had rarely seen them, but it was the first time he had seen it at Wang Yue's age.

The coin rotated flexibly between Wang Yue's slender fingers, and he found himself in a dangerous situation that was difficult to fight back because of a fictitious text message, which he felt was particularly valuable for this stupid behavior.

He is not afraid of death, but he is afraid of death, he can die, but he wants to die brightly, at least he can't die with a sense of unease, now that he is here, Yang Ke is fine, that anxiety is gone.

Wang Yue shook his head lightly, and said helplessly: "I think you are a little stingy, and you answer every question vaguely, such as the question just now, if I stand in your point of view, I will directly give a value, at least let me satisfy my vanity before I die." ”

Hong Ye let out a sneer, stifled Wang Yue's unrealistic idea, and said in a deep voice: "It's a pity that you can't stand in my perspective!" ”

Wang Yue nodded his chin in agreement, and said, "That's true, but you can't meet my problem, but I can meet your problem." ”

"What questions can you satisfy me?" Hong Ye couldn't help but let out a good laugh, the young man in front of him was really a little interesting.

He clasped his hands in front of his chest, patiently waiting for Wang Yue's answer, in this place where birds don't, he has time to consume, and the more than thirty people standing behind him make him not need to worry about the slightest accident.

Wang Yue did not answer Hong Ye's question directly, but bypassed Hong Ye, looked at the group of people behind him who blocked the door, pointed his finger at the head, like a child counting ducks, and counted very seriously: "1, 2, 3...... 32!"

After getting the result, Wang Yue moved his gaze to Hong Ye again, smiled slightly, and said, "You, including the group of brothers behind you, a total of 33 people!" ”

Hong Ye shrugged his shoulders, he hadn't met such an interesting person for a long time, so he didn't mind wasting some time playing, and asked, "It's accurate, and then what?" ”

"Then it's fun!" Wang Yue smiled, because the smile was too strong, resulting in a slight naivety, and he unhurriedly put the hand holding the one-yuan coin straight in front of the bridge of his nose.

Suddenly, Wang Yue's soft gaze suddenly seemed like a blade, making De Hong Ye and more than 30 other people feel the pain of being cut off their faces and flesh.

In his gaze, a coin broke away from Wang Yue's finger and swept straight towards them, his pupils gradually dilated.

Immediately afterwards, a cold killing voice sounded: "You are vague about the value of my life, the value of your life, I clearly tell you, 33 people, 1 coin, I bought it!" ”