If you attack directly, I'm afraid you will be blocked, but it's better to sneak attack.

Nan An thought to herself.

She began to think about what weapon could give the opponent no time to react at all, and kill her with one blow.

As the passage gets wider and wider, the things stored become larger and more unpredictable.

The sound of breathing behind her made Nan'an very unhappy, she touched her body and found something that could sneak attack.

Lockpicking tool.

If the sharp part is directly pierced into the vulnerable part of the person's body, it will not say that it will kill instantly, but it will definitely be able to temporarily incapacitate the opponent, and the disadvantage is also obvious, once the sneak attack fails, using the lockpicking tool as a weapon is almost useless.

The two walked for a while, and Nan'an chatted a few words.

All the way to the ...... A painting appears on the wall on the left.

The frame of this painting is extraordinarily expensive, as if it is the most precious painting in the world, but the content of the painting seems to have been written by a child.

The contrasting colors and framed graphics are hardly aesthetically pleasing, but they draw attention to the important information in the painting at a glance.

Three anthropomorphic apartments, the tallest one on the left, with adult men's beards painted in the upper middle of the apartments. The apartment on the right is slightly smaller, with long hair hanging down to the middle of the apartment painted at the top. The apartment in the middle is much smaller, half the size of the one on the left, with a pacifier painted on it.

"What do you think?" Nan'an turned his head and asked the flowers.

Hanama looked up at the painting and seemed to be lost in thought, until Nan'an shouted the third time and did not react.

"Huh? What the? Hanama smiled.

"Why did this painting make ...... The world-famous starry sky hangs together. Nan'an pointed to the painting next to him, "And it seems that this painting is more important to it than the starry sky." ”

"I don't know." The flowers shook their heads.

"Like a family, is Quanyun Apartment also longing for family? It's weird, can it also have human emotions? Or does it exist in a way that has a family structure? Nan'an lowered her head.

At this point, what came out of her mouth was completely different from what she wanted to do.

Hanama walked to Nan'an's left, and was about to reach out and touch the painting in front of him.

"Assuming that the Quanyun Apartment is not an individual, but a civilization, it may indeed explain the painting we see now, but in this way, the situation seems to become more complicated." Nan'an's right hand clenched the lockpicking tool, and she was waiting, waiting for the best time.

Timing to kill with one hit!

From entering the movie to the present, Nan Anzhong has been holding back his anger, which is the feeling that every movie will have.

The powerlessness of lack of control over one's own life oppresses the actor's nerves all the time.

Once in a certain movie, Nan An saw an actor go completely crazy because he couldn't bear the pressure, and Nan An will never forget that experience no matter what.

Although the rest of the actors helped the actor who had gone crazy, it was a pity that they were still not saved.

The scene that impressed Nanan the most was the actor's expression when he died.

Relief and peace of mind.

At that moment, Nan'an didn't know if the actor had returned to normal, but she knew that maybe death would be the best outcome for the actor.

Not everyone has the courage to end their own life.

Once, Nan'an thought about a possibility, if he knew that he would be selected by the hell movie when he was a fetus, then how would he live this life.

This question haunted her for countless nights, until one morning, she finally understood her answer.

You will choose to die.

If during the fetal period, he could choose to strangle himself with the umbilical cord, then Nan An was sure that he would definitely do so.

Who would want to endure the torture of life and death once every half a month in the future, and this matter can't be told to anyone around him, even if he does, the other party doesn't know.

It seems that from the moment he was chosen by the hell movie, his fate has been torn apart and no longer belongs to him.

Memories flashed through Nan'an's mind.

The flower next to him stepped forward, put his right hand on the frame and stroked it gently, his eyes glistening with tears.

"Are you crying?" Nan An asked in a calm tone.

"No, my eyes are in the sand." Hanama closed her eyes and wiped it with her right hand.

At this moment, Nan'an moved, her movements were like an agile cheetah, and the sharp part of the lock picker was deeply inserted into Hanama's neck.

"Let's go!" Nan'an said in a low voice.

After she finished speaking, she didn't pull out the lock-picking tool, but stirred it vigorously.

Blood flowed from the neck of the flower.

The smell of blood fills the air.

After doing all this, Nan'an found that although the expression on Hanama's face was painful, the wound didn't seem to have any effect on him.

Hanama continued to follow the previous movements, without any intention of staying.

After wiping away her tears, Hanama turned her head to look at Nan'an, with a strange smile on the corner of her mouth.

"You've got thirty minutes left to live."

Cold words came out of Hanama's mouth.

What the?

At this moment, Nan'an realized that he had fallen into a trap, and it was a very deadly trap.

"Is that what you're trying to do?" Nan'an set his sights on the lock-picking tool, "Deliberately revealing a very obvious flaw just so that I can kill you?" ”

"You are not from this world." Hanama spoke.

His expression was calm, but the lockpicking tool around his neck made his appearance look very strange at this time.

"Quanyun Apartment?" Nanan let go of his hand and took a step back.

"Call me anything." Hanama had an indifferent expression on her face.

"Can you let us go?" Nan'an stared at the flowers in front of him.

"You're all important commodities." Hanama and Nan'an looked at each other, "When you enter here, your fate has been decided, resistance is just futile, rather than die early, it is better to enjoy your last life." ”

Half an hour...... Is it the time when the black cube arrives?

In other words, I can still be saved, as long as I find the contract within half an hour, whether it is destroyed or changed, I can be saved.

A thought flashed through Nan'an's mind.

"What the hell are you...... What is it? Nan'an asked.

Hanama didn't answer, he stood with his hands in his hands, and turned to look at the painting on the wall.

"Are you looking for this answer too?" Nanan continued to ask.

"Why don't you make a deal with the Mystic? It ticks all your boxes. Nan'an took a step closer.

"What's down there? What's underneath? ”

"What conditions do we need to let us go?"

A series of questions came out of Nan'an's mouth.

Hanama didn't answer, and his body began to melt, and finally disappeared completely.

The lock-picking tool lay quietly on the ground, and there was not a trace of blood on it.

Quanyun Apartment left, but this does not mean that Nan'an is no longer in danger, on the contrary, it shows that Nan'an can no longer make any waves, so Quanyun Apartment went to find the rest of the actors.

Nan'an knelt on the ground and covered her face with her hands. ()

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