At this moment, where Mu Rong is, where is the cabin, it is clearly the closed room where he was executed!

"What's going on?" For a moment, Mu Yan was a little dazed, and at this moment he seemed to have traveled back to this world.

When the forensic doctor in the white coat finished reading the execution book, he casually picked up a metal syringe, and the bright needle looked extremely dazzling in Mu Rong's sight.

All this seems to be both real and dreamy, as if it were yesterday's dream and today's thing, almost unbelievable.

The fire burst out in Mu Rong's eyes, as if he wanted to burn everything in front of him, but no matter how he drove his ability, all this in front of him was still going on according to the process in his memory.

The two people in the room ignored the existence of Mu Tolerance, and in their eyes, maybe Mu Tolerance was an illusory existence.......

One real, one unreal, two Mu tolerate coexisting in this room full of death, and their fates are as destined to be unchangeable as Jesse on a horror cruise ship.

When the forensic doctor took the needle and pierced it into the body of Mu Rong, who was lying there, he stood at the door and instantly felt the breath of death on the needle.

For some reason, Mu Yan stood there at this moment, unable to move, and the whole person was restrained in place, he could only watch as the medicine in the needle tube was injected into another body, slowly fusing with the blood.

"What's going on? Gao Chenke, are you the hell! Come out for me! Mu Yan's eyes burned with fierce flames, the green tendons on his forehead tensed, and he roared angrily in the room.

It's just that, no matter how much he shouted or how angry he was, Gao Chenke didn't appear here, and the other two people in the room continued their duties with each other, ignoring all the movements made by Mu Rong.

Looking at the painful struggle of the "self" on the bed, Mu Toya also recalled the pain he had in the past, the pain of fighting against death.

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120 seconds, the painful experience he had experienced for 120 seconds, it was the last deal he had ever made with Death.

...... to watch the process of your own death with your own eyes from another angle. This is definitely a crazy thing, a crazy thing, this is related to one's own life, the fear of life and death, can definitely make people who are not strong-willed directly pass out.

When it was all over, the two figures disappeared in place, and in the empty room, only Mu was left alone. However, when he saw the appearance of his other self when he died, he suddenly calmed down his anger and stood in place with a cruel smile.

"Hehe, hahaha! Interesting, really interesting! This ship, this room, is really unique, the sea of despair, the name of despair, it is really intriguing! ”

After feeling the restraints on his body being untied, Mu Yan looked at the empty chaise longue and stepped forward without any restraints, as if this was supposed to be his place to rest.

Although the people in the room were gone, the chaise longue, the execution certificate, the injected needles, these things were all intact here.

After Mu Yan came to the recliner and looked at it for a while, he lay directly on it, while enduring the negative effects of removing the fusion jade pendant, there was a smile of unknown meaning on the corner of his mouth, and he said to himself: "This chair is still so comfortable......!" ”

"Oh, this place is really interesting, not only can you peek into the deepest secrets of the human heart, but also can refract the projection mirror image of people when they die, is this a kind of warning? I'm getting more and more interested. ”

Slowly, the foreign body secreted in his body turned into a jade pendant. However, he didn't put away the jade pendant, but took out a pistol from his trouser pocket! ~

To be honest, Li Jian's pistol is both extravagant and painful. As for the reason, it is naturally because of the weird bullet, the bullet that will be there and will not be for a while, which is the most deplorable negative effect.

Mu Tolerance is not very proficient in firearms, and at the same time, he doesn't have that much time, so when he was on the ship, he didn't take it out and study it at all.

Now, he has arrived here, although he is "temporarily" safe, but who knows what will happen next, Mu Tolerance's force value is too far behind Gao Chenke, he must understand the specific role of this gun.

"How did this gun ...... have bullets? Could it be that Heather was carrying bullets? ”

Mu Rong opened the magazine as he muttered to himself, but there was still not a single bullet in it.

"Isn't it?" Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed through his mind.

"The Triangle yacht triggered the jade pendant by relying on spiritual power and intent, and the one who triggered the death invitation also needs to focus his mind on it, so will this pistol ......."

"Click!"

Thinking of this, he immediately stuffed the magazine back, and at the same time subconsciously focused his mind on the pistol.

He didn't know what model this pistol was, because looking at the appearance of this gun, it was not a well-known firearm, all he knew was some common surnames with relatively strong surnames, such as the Desert Eagle, the Colt Python, and the 54 and 64 used by the domestic police.

The pistol in front of me is very lightweight, and the metal of the gun body is very restrained, giving people a very low-key feeling.

Just as Mu Rong's mind followed his arm and entered the pistol, he was lying on the bed and felt that his eyes suddenly darkened, and his face suddenly turned a little whiter. However, he ignored his physical abnormalities.

"Sure enough, this gun is similar to the jade pendant, both of which require mental power to activate, however, the long-term fusion with the jade pendant will bring side effects to the body, unlike it, it consumes the spirit of the human body."

A pistol with bullets has a different feel from a pistol without bullets, no matter how heavy the pistol is without bullets, it looks light and fluttering, and a pistol full of bullets, even if it looks ordinary and restrained, will exude a pungent smell of gunpowder.

"Click!"

Dizzily, he opened the magazine again, and sure enough, it was filled with golden bullets.

Now looking at the pistol in his hand, Mu Rong's face became a little weird:

"Using mental power to increase bullet ......, how does it feel so similar to the online games I used to play, and is there any difference between this and the small fireballs used by mages to attack others?"

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