After the ignorant fire was completely shattered, it became an ordinary flame, illuminating the entire alleyway, and after a while, it gradually extinguished.

Yan Xiaoyi has the urge to burst into tears, defeating Shiranui, he can not care, he can not care if he gets new props, and even comprehend the blow of condensation, he can also be ignored, only the 380 hours of survival time makes Yan Xiaoyi unable not to be excited.

"I can live for more than ten more days!"

couldn't help but look up and sigh, Yan Xiaoyi never felt that just living was such a troublesome thing.

Tiger happily patted Yan Xiaoyi's shoulder and said, "Mr. Yan, I said you can do it." ”

Yan Xiaoyi directly made an international gesture to express his dissatisfaction with Tiger's performance of standing and talking without back pain, you know, as long as he hesitates or is not careful, he will fall into a ball of flesh now, in this weird game world where small lives are staked, multiple injuries can be demobilized, but if he dies, then everything is meaningless, and falling from a height of nearly twenty meters, Yan Xiaoyi believes that it is enough for him to die twice.

After expressing his disdain for the handsome blonde old man in front of him, Yan Xiaoyi suddenly grabbed Tiger's shoulder, pushed him down to the side, and fell directly into the garbage heap on the side.

"Damn, Mr. Tsubame......"

Bang!

―467 wounds