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My name is Wang Buer, an ordinary person.

Has always been a staunch follower of the "ordinary man's theorem".

The only thing that's not ordinary is probably my name.

When I was younger, it was a name I was proud of. Because my father told me that no two is "the only one".

I'm the only one.

Is there a kind of martial arts-like self-respecting charm?

Unfortunately, the good times were short-lived.

I don't know when it started, the word "two" suddenly became popular. The second offense, the second brother, and the second sect leader, countless "two" were smashed head-on.

What I can't bear the most is that in a certain movie from beginning to end a few years ago, the actor is also called Wang Buer...

After watching that movie, I sat in the cinema for a long time.

Then, I understood a truth: the festival related to my name is probably not picked up...

Since then, the feeling of being the only one is gone, and the "two" is left standing alone in my festival...

Two is two, isn't there such a saying, called "two to the depths of natural cuteness".

Just when I thought my life would go on and on, the blood had already fallen silently...

(The theorem is as follows: Academics = Kindergarten Elementary School Junior High School High School University.)

Life = spend your parents' money, spend your parents' money, spend your parents' money, spend your parents' money, spend your own money

Affection = Crush Banhua Crush Banhua Crush Banhua Crush Banhua Crush Ban Hua)

Chapter 1 Uniqueness (1) "The World Is Crazy!!

Since when?

I guess it started when another time I was standing in front of me and was about to kill me..."

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Kunlun, Death Valley.

Late at night.

The moon hangs high.

Leaning against a huge ancient tree that he couldn't name, Wang Buji struggled to take out a lighter from his trouser pocket, trying to light the cigarette in his mouth.

Pain.

“**――”

Looking sideways over his shoulder, the wound cracked open again. Hideous wounds, blood gushing out. Intense dizziness, blackness in front of the eyes. It seems that the symptoms of excessive blood loss are starting to appear.

"Stompe-"

Footsteps were heard.

Someone's coming.

Wang Buer didn't shout for help, just a silent wry smile, what should have come is still coming. The visitor walked up to him and stopped. didn't speak, just looked at Wang Fuji condescendingly.

"Dude, let Jean, you blocked my moonlight—" Wang Buji said through gritted teeth.

"Tsk-are you still in the mood to admire the moon when you are dying? I really don't know if I should admire your courage? Or do I despise your stupidity? Then I will fulfill your little wish before death!" the visitor laughed at Wang Bu'er wantonly, but turned sideways and let out a ray of moonlight.

The moonlight fell on the faces of the people who came, and the faces became clear.

What kind of face is that!!

It was just a normal face, but—

That's a --

Wang Fuji's face.

Wang Buji looked at the face that was the same as him.

Half-ringing, he smiled bitterly.

"Uniquely, until now, I still can't believe that there are people in this world who are the same as me. And, you're going to kill me—"

"Hey, hey, haha..."

"What are you laughing at?" Wang asked Fuji.

"What am I laughing at? Of course I'm laughing at your stupidity and ignorance!" Hearing Wang Buji's question, Du Yi stopped laughing, and said to him calmly, "Do you remember the scene when we first met?"

"The first time we met..."Wang Buji listened to the only rhetorical question, and time seemed to return to the day they met for the first time.

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Step back in time.

Seven days ago.

Wang Buer sat alone on the flight from Beijing to Xining, and his already bad mood became worse.

Why?

If you have just fallen out of love, you want to travel and relax. As a result, I found a big fat man sitting next to him with a very "taste", and I had to squeeze it with him for hours. The mood will get worse too, right?!

Wang Buji thinks he is a very gentle and friendly person, but the smell of "fox odor + inferior perfume" on the fat brother and the "perfect" combination of the small space of the economy class are enough to make anyone instantly turn into Hulk (Hulk).

"Hello, sir—"

A sweet voice interrupted his fugue grumbling.

Raising his voice to look, it was a flight attendant lady with a good look. (Here I have to complain about the gap between the appearance of flight attendants on domestic flights and international flights...)

"Is there something wrong?" asked Wang Buji.

"Uh...hello sir, there is a gentleman who has upgraded you to first class, would you like to?" the flight attendant seemed a little stunned at first, but quickly recovered.

"Oh, take me there. "The intense curiosity and desire for fresh air temporarily overpowered the worry about the rich, and Wang decided to meet the guy who was going to help me upgrade.

The stewardess led Wang Buer to the first class cabin in front, but she didn't know why, she always looked back at Wang Buer from time to time, as if she saw something strange on his face.

After a while, I came to the first class. Wang Buji saw the mysterious person who took the initiative to upgrade him, and at the same time he also understood what the flight attendant was strange.

This person actually looks the same as Wang Fuji!!

Seeing that Wang Buji was stunned, the man stood up with a smile and said, "Hello, my name is the only one, the only one." ”

"Uh...hello, my name is Wang Buji, the only one. After a while, Wang Buji realized that he was distracted, and hurriedly introduced himself awkwardly.

"Poof-" The flight attendant standing next to her couldn't help but laugh.

"Ha, my name is Duyi, your name is Fuji, it seems that we are really destined...please take a seat. Duyi shook his head with a smile, pointed to the seat opposite him and said to Wang Fuji.

"When I saw you on the plane, I thought it was a kind of fate for the two of us to think like this, and I took the liberty to upgrade for you, please understand. "The only voice is gentle.

Is there a benefit to hitting your face?

Wang Buji looked at Duyi, and for the first time felt that his IQ seemed to be a little insufficient.

"..., then it's better to be respectful than to obey your fate. After thinking about the taste of economy class and looking at the facilities of the first-class cabin, Wang Buer's decision naturally didn't need to be asked.

Talking to interesting people seems to be the best way to speed up time.

And Wang Buji's conversation with the only one seems to be like this.

Strange to say, he felt like a deluxe version of himself, except for his family background, they were almost the same in other aspects. Hobbies, concepts, and personalities are all surprisingly similar. Even the purpose of their trip to Xining was the same.

And when they found out that each other's purpose was to explore the Kunlun Mountains, it became natural to team up.

Just when Wang Fuji was happy that he might have found the best friend in his life, he didn't know that this "good friend" of his had already sharpened the knife to kill him in the dark.