At 1:14 p.m., in the newly renovated luxurious, luxurious room.

The Gree air conditioner, which is worth more than 10,000 soft girl coins, slowly conveys cold air, and the whole room is cold, compared with the scorching summer outside, it is simply two worlds.

Zhang Wei, who should have been sitting comfortably on the sofa to spend the afternoon, walked around uneasily with a bottle of Kunlun Mountain mineral water of more than 90 yuan.

Death is coming!

Even though he knew that Chu Feng was in the next room, he was still terrified from the bottom of his heart. Not for anything else, afraid of torture, life is worse than death torture.

As a person who has watched the "Death is Coming" series of movies, he clearly remembers how painful those people were before they died.

"Dao Chief, are you there?"

Zhang Wei, who was silently frightened and couldn't stand it, shouted at the top of his voice.

There was no response.

In a nervous mood, Zhang Wei held the mineral water bottle tightly, walked to the back of the door in three steps and two steps, and reached out to twist the doorknob.

The doorknob didn't move at all.

Damn, the Taoist locked the door.

Zhang Wei angrily kicked the door several times, moved to the window, and as soon as he opened the curtains, a strange wind blew in.

"Death, death is coming, Taoist"

Zhang Wei, who has watched the movie, remembers that every time before the Grim Reaper kills, there will be a gust of wind.

The next room, still unanswered.

Zhang Wei, who didn't want to be tortured and killed, reacted first and turned off the total power supply.

I walked a few steps to the home distribution box, opened the lid, and before I could close it, sparks exploded in front of me.

"Groove"

Zhang Wei slammed his back and fell miserably.

Fluttering, the distribution box kept bursting with sparks.

Zhang Wei was in a hurry, lost his sense of proportion, and threw the mineral water bottle in his hand. With a bang, the water bottle exploded, splashing everywhere.

Water can transmit electricity.

Zhang Wei, who was on the upper body of the pig teammate, came back to his senses and hid behind in a panic, but his feet were unstable and he fell to the ground again.

"Hemp Egg"

Zhang Wei scolded in a low voice, propped himself up, and looked up.

On the ground not far away, the water in the water bottle strangely merged into one and flowed like a small snake.

"Day, don't bring such shameless"

Zhang Wei cursed in his mouth and quickly got up from the ground, but he didn't expect another slip under his feet and fell backwards.

This time it hit the cabinet directly under the kitchen sink.

He subconsciously reached out to grab the wall of the cabinet to support himself, but he didn't expect to catch a piece of cloth.

He inevitably fell to the ground, and as he grinned and was about to get up, three knives fell one after another, a boning knife into his mouth, a fruit knife in his left eye, and a kitchen knife in his throat.

"Ho Ho Ho ......"

Zhang Wei clutched his neck and kept struggling, but to no avail.

Blood spurted out continuously, making his face look like a bloody gourd.

The flowing water that was like a small snake before turned around and hit little by little.

When it was less than a foot away from Zhang Wei, there was suddenly an additional mutton fat jade net bottle in the air, releasing a powerful suction, like a black hole.

The flowing water like a small snake was sucked into it with a bang.

The door creaked open, and Chu Feng's head poked in.

Seeing that Zhang Wei was not dead, he closed the door again.

"Ho Ho Ho ......"

Zhang Wei made one last struggle, raised his neck, but failed, tilted his head, and hung up.

The door opened again, Chu Feng walked in, waved his hand a few times, and everything returned to normal.

"This way of dying is quite new"

Seeing Zhang Wei's death, Chu Feng Wan'er,

Fortunately, Zhang Wei died, and he couldn't hear anything, otherwise he would have to spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Host, no life detected from that stream of water"

The sound of the system sounded.

Chu Feng, who had been mentally prepared for a long time, nodded, and released a little bit of nine-turn golden pill gas from his fingers, which entered Zhang Wei's body.

One minute, two minutes.

Chu Feng frowned slightly, could it be because he had used it once before, and the effect had decreased.

"Ahem......"

With a cough, Zhang Wei opened his eyes with a blank expression.

Seems to have forgotten what just happened.

"You're alright"

Chu Feng said lightly.

Zhang Wei stared at Chu Feng for a few seconds, then suddenly his eyes shrank and he shrank back in shock. It seems that he just remembered what had happened to him.

"Don't look at your own injuries"

Chu Feng's tone was still light.

"My Wounds"

Zhang Wei hurriedly reached out and touched his neck, and his hand was smooth.

"It's not hurt at all, it's great, Ma Dan, I was scared to death just now, I thought I was really going to die, well, no, just now when I was dying, I heard the sound of you opening the door, why didn't you save me at that time?"

"Yes? You heard it wrong."

Chu Feng smiled and shook his head.

"Did I hear it wrong?"

Zhang Wei looked confused.

"Don't think about the past, aren't you good?"

Chu Feng said with a smile.

"Yes, yes...... When the Grim Reaper comes, it's a fart."

Zhang Wei's mood rose again.

Chu Feng, who had already walked to the door, turned around and added.

"This is the first time"

The excitement that had just appeared on Zhang Wei's face was suddenly replaced by a haze.

The Grim Reaper comes in a cycle, the first time it doesn't work, and then the second, and the third time, all the way to death.

"Dao Chief, can't you just let people abuse us like dogs?"

Zhang Wei said unwillingly.

"Have you asked the dog about this analogy?"

Chu Feng quipped.

Zhang Wei: "......"

"Take a step back, it's you, not us, just the Grim Reaper is coming, and it can't hurt the poor in the slightest."

Chu Feng said unceremoniously.

"Dao Chief, can you not be so direct."

Zhang Wei looked sad.

"Poor Dao went to see Huihai"

Chu Feng took the door, walked through a clearing, and came to the door of another house.

"Host, you're early, and the claws of death haven't reached Huihai yet."

The sound of the system sounded.

"Then wait a minute"

Chu Feng didn't knock on the door, just stood.

After a while, various noises and Hyehae's shouts came from the room.

"Dao Chief, save me"

"There was a fire"

"Old miscellaneous hair, save the old man, ah"

With Hui Hai's tragic scream, there was a boom, and an explosion occurred. In the powerful impact, debris flew and black smoke billowed out.

The house that had just been renovated was in ruins.

Chu Feng, who hadn't touched the slightest bit of dust, walked in and saw a bald head lying on the ground that was in tatters and bleeding from seven holes.

"This is a surprising way to die"

A smile appeared on Chu Feng's face.

"How's Huihai doing?"

Zhang Wei hurriedly ran in, and although he covered his nose and mouth, he still coughed violently.

"On the ground"

Chu Feng waved his hand to disperse the dust and smoke that filled the room, and smacked his mouth on the ground very casually.

Zhang Wei looked down, shook his head and sighed: "Alas, Master Huihai is cold"