The palm of his hand grabbed the hair of the Jingyanggang God of War hard, and Yun Fan pulled it down hard.

Thump.

The Jingyanggang God of War, who was enduring severe pain, had already lost his strength, and when he was dragged like this again, his legs immediately weakened, and he knelt down with a thud.

If you ignore the messy blood stains on the ground and the corpses on the side, the Jingyanggang God of War looks like a believer who confesses to the priest in the church.

At this moment, he had lowered his head, closed his eyes and quietly waited for death to come.

And Yun Fan also felt the trembling of the Jingyanggang God of War, he looked at the strong man kneeling towards him, and asked in a very gentle tone: "What's your name?" ”

"My name is... Wu Jiajun. ”

The god of war who had been frightened directly said his real name, and he had long forgotten that he was in the game world.

"Wu Jiajun, is it?" Yun Fan removed his palm from the top of his head and pinched his chin instead, "Hello." ”

"You... Hello. ”

His chin was stiffly propped up, and the Jingyanggang God of War saw the executioner's faceless facial features again.

He replied with a smile on his face that was uglier than crying.

A hint of longing suddenly flashed in the eyes of the Jingyanggang God of War, which was the desire to survive.

He suddenly had an unrealistic fantasy that this cruel executioner was going to spare himself.

Didn't you hear him say hello to himself?

At this time, the names of various gods frantically appeared in his mind, and the Jingyanggang God of War prayed to them again and again.

However...

Heaven does not respond to man's expectations.

"So, after saying hello..."

"It's goodbye!"

Yun Fan's words poured cold water on the face of the Jingyanggang God of War, and he noticed that the fire of hope that had just been generated in the fugitive's eyes was instantly extinguished.

Bang!

The next moment, the hammer fell.

Like a balloon filled with water being suddenly punctured, the head of the Jingyanggang God of War instantly dented a large piece.

[Jingyanggang God of War has been killed. 】

The tall body that was kneeling slowly fell, and Yun Fan's ears also heard the system's prompt sound.

"Next, there's the sixth."

Throwing the slippery blood away, Yun Fan turned around and walked towards the direction of the stairs before.

And at this time...

[Patient Evan, recovered health, approved discharge!] 】

Dulles's long-awaited voice rang out again, but this time, he was clearly not too emotional.

[Mr. Stranger, I don't think you have to look for the sixth man. 】

"Oh?"

Yun Fan stopped, he was slightly surprised.

If you don't let me find it, won't I be trapped in this game?

Yun Fan had read some novels or TV series that were trapped in the game, and he quickly thought of it.

But, it shouldn't be like that, right? Listening to Dulles, this guy who didn't appear in the whole game seems to have something else to say.

After all, there are only two people in his building, ten miles of red makeup and seven inches of green shirts, and this building must have been explored by Jingyanggang God of War and a few people.

But so many people have not found any trace of the sixth man, has he been outside in the rain?

Yun Fan turned his head to look out the window.

"Dulles, what do you mean?" Yun Fan spread his hands and made a look of seeking answers, "My patience is limited. ”

[Please go and find a mirror first, Mr. Stranger.] 】

[Of course, I will show you the way.] 】

But Dulles spoke very mysteriously, and there seemed to be a trace of indelible sadness in his voice.

"Yes."

Yun Fan nodded, although he didn't know what Dulles meant, but let's do as he said first.

Taking a step, Yunfan followed Dulles's instructions all the way.

......

A few minutes later.

Crunch.

Pushing open an iron door, Yun Fan walked into a small room.

And in the position opposite the door, there happened to be a floor-to-ceiling mirror, and Yun Fan saw himself in a white coat as soon as he pushed the door.

"What's next?"

Yun Fan found that the moment he stepped into the door, Dulles's voice suddenly disappeared as if the signal was bad.

Inside, there was a dead silence.

And just as Yun Fan wanted to exit the room and try to see if this room would block Dulles's voice, he suddenly discovered...

The self in the mirror moved!

Yun Fan stared at the mirror, and the white coat was suddenly torn apart by the person in the mirror, and in its place, a blue hospital gown appeared on his body.

And the face of the person in the mirror suddenly distorted, and the faceless face suddenly appeared with lumps of bulge, which looked like tumors.

Then, those bumps that looked like tumors shrank rapidly, and then turned into five features such as the nose, mouth, and eyes!

A moment later, a face that looked like it had been through vicissitudes appeared in front of Yun Fan's eyes.

"Are you, doctor?"

The eyes of the person in the mirror focused on Yun Fan's body, and he asked with a trembling voice.

What's the situation?

Yun Fan was a little confused, and he was also confused at the moment.

But that didn't stop him from answering.

"Relax, I'm your psychiatrist." Yun Fan groped his chin, "So, can you tell me, what's your name?" ”

He had to get some information first, or he wouldn't have a clue where to start.

"I am..."

Hearing Yun Fan's inquiry, the expression of the person in the mirror suddenly became a little dazed, and he covered his face and fell into deep thought.

"Who am I?"

"Why, my head hurts so much when I think of this?"

“...”

Then, the person in the mirror showed a painful expression and began to sob.

"Ugh."

Seeing this scene, Yun Fan couldn't help but sigh. Now, it seems as if everything has reached an impasse.

But at this time...

"yes, I remember!"

The person in the mirror suddenly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and screamed excitedly.

This also made Yun Fan once again cast his eyes on the mirror.

"My name is Dulles."

The man in the mirror opened his mouth and said a name that Yun Fan didn't expect.

"And what's wrong with you?"

Yun Fan was intrigued, and he asked directly.

He seemed to already know what Dulles had led him to here.

"I..."

In the mirror, the man who called himself Dulles took a deep breath, and when he heard Yun Fan's words, his expression gradually became extremely frightened.

It was as if Yun Fan had asked about something he didn't dare to recall.

"Lately, I always have the voice of another person speaking in my head."

"I'm pretty sure it's not an auditory hallucination!"

Dulles patted his chest, as if trying to prove the credibility of his words.

"I'm listening."

Yun Fan nodded, signaling that he would not question.

"That voice told me that the whole world was sick."

"Everyone, myself included, is just an ostrich with its head in the sand, a coward escaping reality."

"But he said that I would soon be the only one who was awake, and that I would be the doctor who would treat the whole world."

"Originally, I didn't believe it, but one day, I got up in the morning and looked in the mirror, only to find..."

"There's a faceless guy in the mirror, and he's waving at me!"

"Doctor, please help me, I feel that my problem is very serious."

Dulles raised his head and looked at Yun Fan with a pleading gaze, and his voice became very earnest.

But to his surprise, the doctor uttered an inexplicable word.

"Healers don't heal themselves?"

The doctor spoke slowly, and Dulles saw that his eyes were not on him at all.

"That's what you asked me for, interesting."

A series of creepy laughs erupted from the doctor's mouth.

"Doctor?"

Dulles frowned, he felt as if something was strange about the doctor.

"I hear you, Dulles."

"The treatment I was giving was..."

"Hammer Strike!"

In my ears, the doctor's voice sounded again.

Dulles was horrified to see that the air in front of him suddenly became distorted.

Then, a hand clenching the hammer slowly reached out.