MTL - Death Progress Bar-Chapter 2 slip

When I panic, I have to circle in the room.

Little death is anxious to rub his nails in his brain.

"Would you like to go back to the legacy?" Little die.

Time is very crumble: "In the original plot, a few brothers were completely chilled when they learned that the inheritance was actually given to the younger brother. They were killed by the pain of the time! The inheritance was not 998.5. It’s 999!"

Hey.

The two stopped their actions and looked at the door that was ringing.

"Little Master, the young master came to the phone."

The housekeeper's voice came from outside the door. When he entered the eyebrows, he whispered: "The murderer came to the phone on the 1st, and did not pick up?"

Small death and shaking: "If you pick up, will it hang up." The dead space of 0.5 is not enough to toss.

When hesitated, he asked: "I will die immediately after the progress bar is full?"

"will not."

When the eyes enter, the eyes are bright.

Xiaomeng feels crying, adding: "But you will lose control of your body and watch yourself go to death as the story progresses."

This is more terrible than killing directly!

When the time went crazy, the line of sight turned around in the room, and suddenly went to the desk and pulled out the utility knife inserted in the pen holder, and ejected the blade, aiming at his wrist.

Blood is flowing.

Little death is directly crazy: "Ah, what are you doing!"

"Of course, it is self-help. This phone can't be picked up. If I pick up the stuff and say the wrong thing, it will cause the big brother to kill again. Then we will all be finished." The crisis is coming, but the time has calmed down. After scratching his wrist, he quickly found all the documents and cash of the original owner, picked up the cucumber pillow on the bed, and went to the bathroom to drain the bathtub.

The little death has been fainted by his actions, and asked: "What do you put on the water?" Cut the wrist and add a bathtub, this is not a standard for suicide!

Time has already lie in the bathtub, endured the vertigo caused by blood loss, carefully unpacking the side of the cucumber pillow, stuffing all the documents and cash into it, holding the pillow and leaning it into the bathtub, closing your eyes. : "To retreat, delay the time ... Longtan Tiger Cave can not stay, we have to find a chance to slip."

The youngest of the five brothers of the family is nine years older than the original, all of them are full-fledged, and the mother supports them. On weekdays, they are adoring the illusion of the original owner, and when they are paralyzed, they will go to the company. When I entered, I buried a lot of nails. As far as his current state of incompetence is concerned, it is impossible to fight for it. It is imperative to save lives.

The water in the bathtub is quickly stained with blood. If it is a small person, this will definitely have a pale face. He calls: "Enter, enter..."

"Reassured, I have a sense of proportion." When I entered a comforting sentence, I faintly heard the movement of the door being opened, my heart was loose, and I was so sad that I would let his body hold the cucumber pillow and let it pass. .

......

The smell of disinfectant water filled the nose, and when I was confused, I opened my eyes and vaguely saw a tall figure sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Pillow is in your arms. After the news of your suicide spreads, the progress bar retreats to 997. Sitting at the bedside is the time when the big brother is Wei Chong." Little death promptly reminds.

When I entered the heart, I tightened my pillow and looked at the man at the bedside. I was weak and called: "Big Brother."

The man’s side looks like a long time, and his narrow eyes are full of disapproval and worry, but his tone is mild. He asks: “Xiao Jin, why?”

Shi Xingrui's genes are very good, and the children born are more handsome than one, and when they are young, they are considered to be a different kind. At this time, Wei Chong is the eldest son of Shi Xingrui. His looks are like his father. His eyes are bold, his lips are quite nose, his face is more square, his temperament is calm, and he is a mature handsome man who conforms to the traditional aesthetic. He is the only child who is allowed to follow the time of the stallion when he is allowed to follow the time, and is also the most favored elder brother on the surface.

When he squinted and avoided his sight, his hand sneaked himself in the quilt, his nose was sour, his eyes were red, and he whispered: "I know my brothers don't like me."

When the words came out, the air was stagnant.

When Wei Chong did not speak, watching the eyes of the time, the eyes were mildly reduced, implied to explore, as if to judge whether he really feels this way or to test the play.

"998! Go in!" Little death screamed.

When the eyelashes trembled, the tears gathered in the eyelids were shaken by this noise, tightening the lips, and re-visiting the line of view of Wei Chong, trying to hold his hand and saying: "Big brother... If there is a next life, change me. Come to be the brothers of your brothers... give back to you who owe you..."

"Xiao Jin." When Wei Chong took out the hand he was holding and put his hand back to the bed, "Don't talk nonsense, my brother will always be your brother."

"998.5! It's dead again! Go in, don't die!"

Actually dripping water does not leak, when the big brother is more difficult than expected.

When I was not aware of it, I decisively dispelled the idea of ​​Wei Chong when the language was softened. I pretended to be tired and closed my eyes and whispered: "Big brother, I am tired..."

Fortunately, this progress bar did not rise again, when Wei Chong helped him pull the quilt and left the ward.

Two days later, my older brother came again several times. At the same time, several other brothers who were not here also made a lot of calls to this place. The time was always silent, not talking or answering the phone, staying in the ward all day. Silly looking out the window, like a puppet who lost his soul.

During this period, the time again tried to use the fruit knife to self-mutilate. The nurse who was investigated was found by the nurse. When the nurse told Wei Chong this thing, when Wei Chong was like a normal brother, he was very anxious and angry. Knocked a meal.

When he twisted his own thigh, he faced tears in the face of Wei Chong, and his eyes burst into tears.

"Xiao Jin." When Wei Chong was helpless, he bent over to lean on him and held his shoulder. Wen Wen asked: "What the **** are you doing? You see you are thin."

Shi Jin squeezed a smile at him - he loved to listen to it, not to mention that he ate a few meals less.

When Wei Chong looked at his smile, his emotions suddenly and slowly converge, turning into an expression that was unpredictable.

This is the first time that Wei Xing Chou showed this expression in front of the time. When he couldn’t smile, he lowered his head and hugged his pillow, and his heart hung up. When he came, Shiwei Chong wanted to tear open the friendly mask. It is.

"Xiao Jin, Dad's lawyer called me today, saying that the inheritance has been divided, and you have divided five copies according to your meaning, without you." Shi Wei Chong opened his mouth, his tone was faint, and he did not face the past. Time is mild.

When he looked up at him, he didn't have a smile on his face - he couldn't squeeze it out and said, "I said, I will give back to my brothers."

When Wei Chong looked at him deeply, he said: "The change of inheritance needs your signature."

Time to nod: "I signed."

It was another room, and when Wing Chong did not say anything, he turned and left.

After dinner that day, Shiwei Chong took a few documents and came over. He didn't look at it, signed it directly, and then he retracted himself in the quilt.

When Wei Chong took the document and stood by the bed for a while, he asked, "Why?"

"Just want to make my brothers happy." Time to answer, still holding his last card cucumber pillow.

When Wei Chong’s line of sight moved over, he swept the blood that had dried up on the pillow and asked: “Why have you been holding it?”

When I entered my heart, I was busy, and I smashed my thighs. I was red-eyed and looked at the line of Wei Chong. The sound was inaudible: "This is the last gift my brother gave me... I can’t lose it, I lost it. It’s gone..."

When the little death was in the brain, he applauded and praised his wit and acting.

When Wei Chong apparently did not expect to hear such an answer, he looked at him for a few seconds, frowned, and suddenly felt that he could not look directly at his eyes full of trust and dependence. He said slightly: "You rest, old. Second, they are already on the plane and will arrive tomorrow."

This is really bad news.

When I entered the quilt, I lowered my face and buried my face in the quilt.

When Shiwei revered, he took a step and stopped. When he turned back and touched it, he went into the hair outside the quilt. After a brief change of his eyes, he inexplicably coldened his face and turned and walked away.

The little death is a little weak: "The schedule bar just took the roller coaster, suddenly dropped to 900, and suddenly rose to 950, scared me."

"Let's drop to 950?" When I was surprised, I opened the quilt and got up from the bed. I looked at the progress bar and looked at it. "The legacy is fixed, it is time to slip."

Little death does not understand: "Slip? No longer keep up, other family brothers are coming."

Time is faint: "You think there is 49 progress bar left, enough for me to say a few words to those fierce brothers."

"..." The little death was speechless and full of worry. "In the event of a few brothers, after discovering that you slipped, the murderous murder was directly blasted."

"Not afraid." When the tone was positive, he was taken out of bed, checked the documents and cash in the pillow, and replied: "The progress bar is a reduction in the lethal factor, and it will be retired. The distance from the five brothers of the time should be considered as A fatal factor, if I go to a place where my five brothers can't find it, do you think the progress bar may be full?"

Of course, ups and downs, people can not find, even if the five brothers of the family want to kill their younger brothers, in the absence of people, they can not make plans and really do, it is the lack of the most critical part of the lethal conditions. As long as the progress bar is not satisfied, they can slowly ponder the follow-up actions in places where the five brothers can't find them, so as to avoid being like the present, they can only adapt to the knife that may fall at any time, and there is no freedom.

Small dead and thumbs up, talking with a scorpion: "It’s really smart to enter, and you love you very much."

"……you shut up."

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In the imitation of the original master's handwriting, leave a piece of content as "I am not happy, my brothers will be happier, Xiaojin hopes that my brothers are happy." After the hemp paper, when he is holding a cucumber pillow, let Xiaodie help him hide. The people in the hospital left the hospital quietly on the night.

After a dozen hours, Shijin stood on the land of the B city of Huaguo. He was still wearing a sick suit, and he still held a cucumber pillow in his arms. The whole family only had a little cash left after buying the ticket.

“I hate rich people who don’t like the habit of bringing cash.” Time burst into tears.

The little death is scared: "When it's over, the progress bar starts to ride the roller coaster again. The five brothers of the family must have found that you have disappeared. I am so afraid of entering."

When the chrysanthemums became tight, they also followed the progress bar that was going crazy and retreating, and the eyes were rounded.

980...990......930......990... After a crazy change, the progress bar stopped at the value of 910 and did not change.

When I called in, I let out a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground outside the airport.

"It seems that the distance is really one of the factors of death." The little dead tone relaxed and asked: "Going in, life is saved, what should we do next?"

When I look at all my family's homes, I am full of vicissitudes: "First find a job to support yourself..."