"Knock, knock, knock, knock......"

The sound of messy footsteps came down the staircase, along with the sound of scrambled conversations.

"Quick, there's a voice."

"Yes, yes."

"Lord Dice, they shouldn't be there, how can there be a sound?"

"How do I know, all I know is that I must immediately find out where the sound is coming from, and guard the staircase to the top floor!"

As the last loud voice ended, four people appeared from the staircase one after another.

With just one glance, Ziqi actually eased his nervousness a little, because these four people are really distinctive.

They walked out in a row, and at a glance they could only see the front body, but they could see four heads at the same time!

This is because they were obviously deliberately selected, and their body width is exactly the same, and their height is lined up like a series of equal differences, plus the shortest one walks in the front, and the distance is far enough that they look like a monster with four heads.

What's even more interesting is that at this moment, all four heads have four expressions at the same time.

The person at the bottom and the shortest looked impatient, as if he was in a hurry, as if nothing in the world had time to delay and must be solved immediately. Above him was a nonsensical expression, both wooden and comfortable, without a single fold on his round face, as if there was nothing in the vast universe that could bother him, in stark contrast to the face underneath.

And that's not all, the two faces above also seem to have their own characteristics as if they were intentionally carved.

Counting from the bottom up, the third face is deeply frowned, and a pair of small eyes are searching everywhere, as if they are full of doubts about everything in this world, and there is no moment of peace of mind at all. The face at the top didn't look around, but there was an unprovoked look of anger on his face, his eyes wide open, his teeth clenched, as if nothing made him very upset.

These four people, lined up in a neat column, walked slowly out of the staircase with the same frequency. When he saw the situation in the hall clearly, the shortest man who was the first stood still!

These four people are really well-trained, and the moment the person at the front stops, the whole team stops moving at the same time, and the rhythm is uniform, not chaotic at all, like an animal controlling eight legs at the same time.

"Who, who, who are you?" Acute Zizi glared at Ziqi and said, "Where did it come from?" How did it come about? What to do? Let's talk about it! ”

Sure enough, it looked impatient.

"Hey." The second face greeted Ziqi unhurriedly, and then yawned as if he hadn't woken up.

Sure enough, whatever it was seemed to him to be indifferent.

"Huh?" The third face looked at Lord Dice not far away with a suspicious expression, "Lord Dice is also here?" Why didn't he look right? Why did he stretch out his hand before? What's the deal with those gray eyes? And," he turned his gaze to Ziqi, "who are you?" Why are you holding a girl? The third face stared at Ling Ling for a moment before he went further, "Huh? Why is this girl unconscious? He looks quite smart and cute, why is there no blood on his face? Could it be that there is too much blood loss? Why is blood loss? Looks like you're unconscious? So how long have you been in a coma? ”

The pair of little eyes were as black and shiny as the eyes of a mouse, and they asked a lot of questions with a frown. Sure enough, he is a man with a head full of question marks, and in his eyes, everything in this world is wrong!

The fourth face is much sharper.

"Speak quickly!" He stared at his round eyes as if he wanted to swallow Ziqi alive, "Otherwise, I will kill you!" ”

Sure enough, it's a guy who is always in a state of rage.

In the face of this series of words, Ziqi didn't know who to respond to first, and he didn't know what to respond to, so he stayed where he was.

And Lord Dice was much sharper, even more crisp than the fourth face, and he roared like the man galloping away.

"Rush, rush, rush!" The first one was stunned, and he quickly flashed to the side, but he didn't expect his speed to be as fast as his temperament.

"The world is full of dangers!" The fourth face roared angrily, and his voice actually overshadowed Lord dice, and he flashed to the side while scolding and venting his dissatisfaction.

There were only two people left standing in place, two faces.

"Rushing over?" The face that was full of questions about everything was even more suspicious at the moment, "Why did you rush here?" Don't Lord Dice know us guards? ”

Problems are pouring in like a tidal wave.

"Even if Lord Dice is not in the right state, then what is he going to do when he rushes over?"

Just as the question mark face kept thinking and roaring, the dice in the wind stretched out a pair of bloodstained hands.

"Oh." The question mark face gradually understood, "He's going to kill someone." ”

Problems continue to emerge.

"So, who is he going to kill?"

The speed of Lord Dice is really fast, and in the blink of an eye, he is almost rushing to the top of the stairs.

"Oh." The question mark face finally understood, "He rushed straight here like this to kill the person who is still standing here!" ”

At this moment, the wind brought by Lord Dice had blown in his face.

"Someone still standing here? Isn't that me and the chronic? The question mark face finally reacted, "Kill me?" ”

The slow man who reacted can be described as extraordinary, and he actually snatched the attack of Lord Dice with a sideways turn.

The only chronic son standing in place is unlucky.

In fact, he saw Lord Dice rushing over early in the morning, but his natural personality made him doze off unhurriedly.

His calm heart didn't make any waves, and the whole thinking curve was almost straight.

Oh, Lord Dice is rushing over.

Well, he stretched out his hands.

Let me doze off first.

Hey?

Acute sub flashed?

Oh, it turned out to be a pair of bloody hands.

Haha, Bloody Hand.

Hey? Unhappy and flashed? Could it be that there is any danger?

Well, observe and observe, let me take a nap again, doesn't this still have a question mark face with me?

Hey? The question mark face is also dodged?

It seems that something is really wrong with Lord Dice, is he going to attack me?

No hurry, no hurry, there are still a few meters away, there is time, there is time.

Hey?

There was no time to dodge. Lord Dice's face was almost on his own, and his bloody hands were about to plunge into his open chest.

Forget it, you can't dodge it anyway, so you don't have to move.

What is death? What is there to be anxious about about this?

If you die early, you will die later. Early death and early reincarnation. I'm going to die anyway, so I might as well take another nap.

Just as he was about to yawn for the last time of his life, Lord Dice's sharp hands plunged into his chest.

With a "thud", the entire palm of the hand was completely gone, and blood spurted out instantly. However, the blood in a splashed state did not sway freely for long, as if it was attracted to collect on the two strong arms of Lord Dice, and slowly flowed towards the head, all the way into the mouth of Lord Dice.

Those two arms are like straws that collect blood!

Soon, the chronic son who was drained of blood fell to the ground with a "bang", and his whole body was shriveled, but his eyebrows were still stretched like that, and he had been born and died in such a state, and even death did not make him worry and anxiety.

Although the chronicler no longer has fear, the remaining few living people will not be able to. They looked at the chronic son who fell to the ground, their hearts beating wildly, and their bodies were soaked with sweat.

The state of Lord Dice is obviously wrong, he has lost his former calmness and calmness, lost his humor and reason, and lost his former affinity and majesty, but there is one thing he has not lost, that is, the ability to control the life and death of others!

His skills are still very vigorous, his shots are still crisp and decisive, once he shoots, he will be unstoppable, and he has already looked here!

At this moment, there was only one question left in the hearts of the three guards who were still alive.

That is, who will be next?

The answer to this question was not long.

"Blood!"

After sucking up the blood of the slow son, the voice of Lord Dice was obviously stronger than just now, but he was obviously not satisfied, and rushed towards the question mark face with a loud shout.

It turned out that the anxious son gave full play to his impatient characteristics at the moment when the dice adult just came over, and he fell to the side in a flash. The reason why I am not happy to see anything is also partly because of my tyrannical temperament, which is not much worse than the acute child, so after the word "blood" just came out, I also dodged it numbly, and only the question mark face was left standing in place.

"Rush, rush, rush, rush!" Question Mark Face muttered to himself as he watched the dice come at a speed. Although this time, the question mark did not appear on his face, but soon he regained his true nature.

"Why can a flesh and blood be so fast? Why are those hands so strong? Why does Lord Dice stare at a pair of gray-black eyes? ”

Question marks emerge one after another.

"What's going on with the wind? My face hurts, could it be that the wind brought by Lord Dice has cut my face? ”

The question mark continued, appearing even faster than the dice moved.

"Why? Why kill me? Looking at the bloody hands that were close at hand, the question mark face began to think about the last few questions.

"It's late, it's late, I can't hide from it. Like the chronic, our brothers are about to meet in Huangquan. But what's going on with this feeling of suffocation? His heart was beating wildly, his lips were chapped, and he could barely breathe. Is this what it is like to wait for death? So why does the chronic child look so good? ”

At the moment when Lord Dice's finger was inserted into his chest, Question Mark Face asked the last question of his life.

"Death, what does it look like?"

"Flutter!"

Lord Dice's hand plunged into his chest in a daze.