Volume 1: I Am a Heavenly Master Chapter 292 How Can I Die? The author comes out
Zhang Daochang used the last of his strength to crouch down to dodge my fist.
Because of the large amount of physical exertion, the movement is a little sluggish. I was prepared, I closed my fist halfway through, my back leg was strong, my right knee was pushed forward, and one knee hit him in the face.
"Bang!" Zhang Daochang was pushed by my full strength, and his half-bent body rolled backwards along the road twice, lying on the ground and convulsing a few times and not moving. It looked like he had been beaten to death by me, but I didn't think he would be so weak......
Zhuang Yan saw that I was in control of the situation, so she got out of the car and came to check.
She did the right thing, and I was most afraid that she would be like those women in the TV series, and she would run to the side to cause trouble when men fight. It turns out that I also told her to protect yourself in case of danger and don't come to the side. In addition to distracting me, it is also easy to be controlled by others, and when the time comes, I will be very passive.
"Husband, how are you?"
Zhuang Yan's worried tone made me very relieved, and I called my husband.
"I'm fine, this Taoist priest is a little difficult to deal with now. Simply, I just beat him to death like this, so that he would not have to escape and harm people again. With that, I walked in the direction where the Taoist priest had fallen to the ground.
Zhang Daochang moved, listened to me, hurriedly climbed up, his hands were tied behind his back, he looked at the two of us on his knees, his face was full of blood and trembled, and said, "You guys...... What do you want to do? ”
At that moment just now, it was really not light, and he didn't expect that I would be so ruthless if I gave up resistance.
"You've heard the story of the wolf, these tricks won't work if you use them too much." I continued to approach him viciously.
Zhang Daochang may have seen the murderous aura in my eyes, and he was already frightened, and he retreated back again and again, but it was useless, I could take two more steps to send him to the sky with one foot. Wait a few more minutes and destroy his soul as well.
But I forgot that there were still a few people on the side of the road just now, and when I fought with him just now, they had already gathered not far away, watching the action blockbuster with relish.
Perhaps they had never seen such a disorganized confrontation, and both of them tried to minimize the appearance of their shots, and they wanted to put each other to death.
At first, no one saw me when I was down, but then I had the upper hand and the other side surrendered. There was a beautiful woman in the car and I were still in the same group, and I thought that nothing would happen, so I walked over and prepared to look carefully.
Zhuang Yan saw that someone was present, so she hurriedly came to me and said to me: "Husband, let the management office deal with it, we can only ...... like this"
"Yes, yes! Shaoxia, you can't declare personal vendettas, kill people! Rest assured, I will say nothing about you or that soul...... Isn't it okay for me to avoid you when I see you in the future? ”
Zhang Daochang even said the problem I was most worried about in a timely manner.
"Young man, what kind of skill is it to bully an old man?" Someone who eats melons speaks.
The few people who were close could see clearly that one of the two people who were fighting so violently just now turned out to be an old man...... Although I was a little puzzled about the figure of the old man just now, I saw it clearly now, and naturally stood on the side that seemed to be relatively weak.
I looked at Zhuang Yan and glanced at He Feng at the beginning of the film.
He Feng watched us quietly, not hiding, and not coming. Probably she felt that this time she didn't do a good job.
Zhuang Yan understood what I meant, reached out and grabbed my arm, "It's okay, let's find a way to send her away." But you can't break the law! ”
I know, there is always a way to solve He Feng's problem, and after Zhuang Yan killed Zhang Daochang, I couldn't explain it to the law. I nodded, indicating that I was measured.
I turned to the melon-eating crowd next to me and said, "Guys, don't be fooled by appearances, he looks like a bad old man, but in fact he is very bad. Whoever is affected, help me call the police! I still have something to ask him. ”
Among the people who eat melons, someone really lit up their mobile phones and helped me call the police. It seems that there are really many good people in the world.
I stood next to Zhang Daochang, thinking about what I had to do to control him first, at least, I had to blindfold him and seal his mouth.
Zhang Daochang's face was covered with blood, his sweat-soaked hair drooped on his face, he looked more like an old man in his sixties and seventies, and he looked really pitiful on the outside. But what I didn't notice was that the brief respite allowed him to find a chance to regain some strength, and he was actually more afraid of seeing the light than I was for tonight.
I was going to bend down and grab him by the collar and untie his belt to tie him up first.
In fact, when Zhang Daochang was talking to us, he kept silently reciting the heart mantra, and quickly recovered his strength with his mind. Then I walked up to him and bent down to pick him up. As if he had been struck with blood, he suddenly leaned back and kicked his right foot upwards with all his might......
I only felt a cold light flash, I felt my body shake, and I began to feel that the image in front of me became blurry, and the heat of my body was venting out uncontrollably. I looked down and saw that Zhang Daochang's right foot had receded from my heart, and at the bottom of the black toe of the shoe, a sharp blade that protruded more than two inches from the tip of the shoe, and the edge and the groove in the middle were covered with dark red blood droplets, which were coldly shining under the light of the street lamp.
I tried to keep myself awake, reached forward with my left foot and stepped on his clothes so that he could not escape, grabbed the sole of his shoe with my right hand, and pulled his shoe down the line I had fallen. Hold the shoe firmly with both left hands, and try to turn the toe of the shoe and adjust the direction of the toe of the shoe and pour it forward.
I let out a long sigh of relief when I clearly heard the sharp blade stabbing steadily into Zhang Daochang's throat...... I feel so cold.
"Childe!" Yao's loud shout alarmed Zhuang Yan, who only saw the Taoist priest suddenly kick me, and then I fell on top of the Taoist priest. Then came Yao's exclamation......
Am I dead? How can it be? No, I'm not the main character, am I? Don't you have to explain a lot of things to the heroine before you die? It can't be, it must be an illusion...... Just now I knew that this Dao Chang was pretending, how could he be so defenseless about his Dao? It's not scientific.
But my body was unconscious, except for the cold. Maybe the sharp blade pierced my belly, just around my ribs, and stabbed me directly in the heart. If that's the case, probably the gods won't be able to save me.
At the last moment of consciousness, I vaguely heard Zhuang Yan calling me, and her last hysterical shout: "Ambulance! ......”
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Yang Feng (hereinafter referred to as 'Feng'): "Is the author there? There's something I think we'll have to talk about. ”
Half a red brick (hereinafter referred to as 'brick'): "I'm here, you say!" ”
Feng: "Let me ask you, am I the protagonist of this play?" ”
Brick: "Yes!" ”
Feng: "Then why did I die, and so suddenly?" ”
Brick: "The plot needs it!" Do you want to wait for spoilers? ”
Feng: "What kind of bullshit plot you arranged, you need to be a big-headed ghost!" I've worked hard and poor for so many years, and I'm about to experience what it's like to be rich. You're good, you wrote me to death so quietly, what are you? ”
"Hmm... Belch... Ahh
Feng: "It's wrong, it's bad for words!" Hurry up and arrange the best doctor to let the ancestor do his best to revive me. If it really doesn't work, he sacrifices the ancestor, takes his spirit body, and goes to Kunlun Mountain to exchange for a life-sustaining pill, a life-saving pill or something. The world is still waiting for me to investigate the coming days. ”
Brick: "What do you want?" The ancestors are still very useful. ”
Feng: "What's still useful?" To put it this way...... The story isn't over yet, so why am I dead? ”
Brick: "Who said the story is over, isn't this the plot I planned?" You have to die first, and then I'm going to tell you something about Zhuang Yan. ”
Feng: "Oh! That's right...... However, there is no male protagonist in the story, how do you tell it? ”
"Hmm... Belch... Ah," the author continues, running out of words.
Feng: "That... Is there still my play in the back? ”
Brick: "Hmm... Belch... Probably yes! ”
Feng: "What do you mean?" Yes is yes, no is no, what is probably yes. ”
Brick: "Don't hide it, the original plot outline, you should die in more than 200,000 words." It's just that while I was writing, I felt that many things had not been explained clearly, so I accidentally wrote more than 900,000 words. I feel like if I don't kill you again, you'll be screaming a million words. ”
Feng: "......"
Brick: "Does that mean 'presumably'... When I write a follow-up story, I may forget what happened before. You see, the story that was originally expected to be more than 200,000 words was dragged to more than 900,000 words by you. It's normal to forget about you when writing a follow-up...... I'm a person who doesn't talk much, so I can only say to you, 'There will probably be.'" ”
Feng: "......"
Brick: "Anything else?" Besides, I'm afraid I'll move all my outlines here. ”
Feng: "What do you say? If you want to save me, if you don't save me, what else can I say if I'm hanging...... It's good if you're happy. Now the fake cat is crying rats, why did you go earlier?
"However, there is one more thing I have to remind you of in the end......" After some thought, Yang Feng still opened his mouth a little cowardly.
Brick: "You say, I'll listen." ”
Feng: "That's the one... You'd better find a pen and find a notebook to write down, I'm afraid you'll forget again. ”
The author, who hadn't touched a pen for several years, was rummaging through the paper and pen at home. Find a pill box that is about to expire, and half of the red brick will open the box and flatten it. But the pen ...... Finally, I couldn't get my wish, so I had to go out and borrow an eyebrow pencil for makeup next door.
Brick: "Say, it's not too early. ”
Feng: "Don't forget, Zhuang Zhong still has more than two million cash in my hand, and I haven't squandered it yet, I don't know who will be cheaper in the end......"
Brick "......"