MTL - Survivorship Bias-Chapter 141 the only exception

An Wujiu's heartbeat stopped for a moment.

Why?

The bullet penetrated Lilith's skull and blood spattered.

The masked man let go of her hand and let her fall down just like that.

Why?

He thought that when he saw them, the masked man in front of him was going to threaten him with Lilith's life, how could he just kill her like this?

But he did shoot directly like this, as if he had been waiting here for a long time, ready to give himself such an unprepared heavy blow.

An Wujiu's sanity was completely shattered in an instant, he took out the gun and aimed at the person in front of him, but the other party shot first and hit his right shoulder.

bang—

Just before An Wujiu raised his gun.

The tremendous pain and vibration almost shattered his internal organs, and the gun in his hand fell under the impact, fell to the ground, and was kicked away by the masked man.

Through this mask, An Wujiu saw his eyes for the first time and looked at him.

In his purple-blue prosthetic eyes, An Wujiu saw his painful, angry face, his twisted emotions almost swallowed him.

"No doubt."

The electronic voice of the masked man is cold and decisive, without a trace of human emotion.

"She is your sister."

The masked man spoke the cruelest words in the coldest tone.

An Wujiu pulled out his long knife like crazy and slashed at the opponent, but he seemed to be able to predict that he just dodged the attack with a flash of his body.

One knife, another knife.

Even if he cut open his flesh once, stabbed his chest and abdomen.

Not once.

An Wu Jiao has always been the calmest and most calm person, with a rational system that is so sound that it is almost impossible to destroy.

But at this moment, he felt the collapse for the first time.

The person in front of him predicts his behavior, knows when and where he will appear, and even knows who his relatives are.

In front of him, he is an ant that can be crushed with his index finger.

“Who the **** are you!” An Wujiu slashed his head fiercely, trying to rip apart this haunted mask.

But the other party just tilted his head, dodged lightly, raised his hand, and held his cyan long knife in one hand.

The blade penetrated his glove, and the blood dripped down the tiger's mouth, but the masked man did not respond.

"I am your nightmare."

As soon as he finished speaking, just when An Wujiu was about to draw his knife, an isolated collision sound appeared, as if something was penetrated.

The next second, the glass wall behind them shattered, and a bullet flew behind the masked man and aimed at the back of his head.

Just a little.

He reacted too quickly, dodged sideways, but still couldn't dodge completely, the bullet hit his left shoulder!

The huge impact made the masked man's body shake, and he staggered a step.

At this moment, An Wujiu grabbed the long knife and stabbed the opponent's chest fiercely, but the masked man's reaction was faster than he imagined, he ducked sideways and pulled it out The pistol fired at An Wujiu, but did not aim at the key point.

An Wujiu dodged the attack and slashed at the opponent's right hand with a backhand. At this moment, another bullet was shot from the window, and the target was still his head!

He will hide!

As expected, the masked man's ability to perceive danger was as he thought, but he was no match for the attack from the back and the belly, the moment he turned to the side, An Wujiu held the knife and slashed fiercely, the blade of the sword attacked like a poisonous snake, Under the cold killing intent, the masked man's right hand was cut off by him, and fell to the ground together with the pistol.

An Wujiao's state is like a snake in desperate need of revenge, a beast waiting for an opportunity, the anger and desire to kill in the nature break out of the ground, and no one can stop it.

He suppressed the pain that spread in his heart, and pointed the tip of the knife at the masked man's head.

"What is your purpose?"

The masked man's broken wrist was bleeding profusely, half hanging by his side, he glanced back and looked at another building behind him through the glass.

There was a sniper he could not have expected.

Soon, he turned his head and looked at An Wujiu.

But he didn't plan to say it at all, the more An Wujiu wanted to know, the more he didn't say it, instead he laughed.

The piercing and sharp electronic sound was like poisonous gas, which diffused throughout the cold space, making the hatred in An Wu Jiu's heart even more turbulent.

An Wujiu's sanity was almost shattered, he didn't even dare to look at Lilith lying in a pool of blood.

It's just one step away, just one step away, he can get her back.

She lived so long in the abyss alone.

It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be!

An Wujiu couldn't control his anger, he swung the knife to the neck of the initiator in front of him.

But in the next second, the other party's smile cooled down and disappeared.

The tip of the knife stagnated, An Wujiu suddenly heard a roar of pain, it was obviously not from a human being.

Grim electronic voice with sarcasm.

"Your companions, are you on the rooftop now?"

An Wujiu felt that the blood all over his body instantly solidified.

This person is predictable.

Not just me.

"You come and kill me." The masked man took two steps back and paced around him, obviously reducing the probability of sniper hits.

His voice is obviously not smiling, but it seems to be full of sarcasm towards him, "But I don't die so easily."

"How about we have a good duel?" He drew the short knife with his left hand, which seemed to be a demonstration, he was clearly telling An Wujiu to choose to continue the fight with him, he His companions all died on the roof until no one survived.

The roar was heart-wrenching, An Wu Jiu was in a trance, and across the reinforced concrete, he seemed to hear Wu You's scream.

Those pains were carried by him in an instant.

An Wujiu finally lost to him, this unknown person who can precisely hit his weakness.

Terrified, as if desperately trying to let him go, let him go.

Too late.

An Wujiu returned to the elevator, but what happened could not be retraced immediately.

The elevator door closed little by little, in the gradually narrowing field of vision, An Wu Jiao, who was almost numb in pain, saw the masked man lift his only remaining hand.

"We will meet again," he said.

The moment the elevator door closed, An Wujiu realized just how much anger he had reached.

He even forgot that he had no access to the top floor.

He immediately chose the next floor. After coming out, he found the stairs at the fastest speed, and ran up desperately. The roars and shouts of pollutants were still in his ears, drowning everything.

If you have time, you will have time.

Hold on a little longer.

He finally came to the entrance to the rooftop, and the door was tightly closed, and the electronic lock isolated him from his companions who were going to die.

[Please scan the chip to view permissions. ]

An Wujiu tried to calm himself down, but he couldn't do it at all.

His hands trembled involuntarily, as did his shoulders.

The system scanned his whole body, even the short recognition time was so long in An Wujiu's opinion.

He was afraid of hearing a negative answer.

[Sorry, you do not have permission to open the door. ]

Sure enough.

There was almost no sound outside the door, An Wujiu's despair also fell into a deep silence.

Suddenly, the sound of Shen Ti knocking on the door came from outside.

"No fault, are you in there?"

An Wujiu raised his head and responded in hindsight.

"Yes...I'm here."

"Stay back a little, I'm afraid I'll hurt you."

He heard Shen Ti say this, and suddenly there was a sourness in his heart.

"Good."

After hesitation, Shen Ti decided to open the door violently.

Although he reluctantly.

Under his extraordinary blow, this extremely strong door also collapsed.

The scene that suddenly appeared was the worst result An Wu Jiu had expected.

Wu You, who became a pollutant, lay in pieces on the roof of the roof, covered in blood and mucus, [Zhong Yirou] was nailed to the wall of the roof.

An Wujiu couldn't believe what was in front of him, his right shoulder was still bleeding, his desperation drained all his strength, and he could only stagger forward. Zhong Yirou's body lay before her, still holding the gun they gave her for self-defense.

[Yang Erci]'s chest was pierced by the mouthparts on the tentacles of pollutants, and even the broken internal organs in the body could be seen.

An Wujiu walked over, lost the last bit of strength, and knelt in front of Wu You, he couldn't see anything, and he persisted until the last moment for them, the only thing left in the end was only Such a recognizable head.

"He brought Yirou on his back." Shen Ti told him, "And [Yang Erci], who was also brought up by [Zhong Yirou] who became a polluted body, they just thought that since the The gate can't come in, try to break through from other places, I didn't expect there to be an ambush here."

At that time, he felt that it was not good for everyone to come here together, and it was not a good choice for either Wu You or [Zhong Yirou] to carry him to the high-rise building, so he Came to the next door, ambushed in this building without such a high defense system, and waited for the opportunity.

I didn't expect him to see that person.

Shen Ti only regretted that he was too restrained, for fear of accidentally hurting An Wujiu, so he failed to kill him.

The controlled pollutants can kill this place and let me come up."

Come and witness the collective death of your companions.

"Shen Ti." An Wujiu spoke again with an extremely fragile tone, "Lilith is dead."

Shen Ti felt a great grief, flowing from the bottom of An Wu Jiu's heart to him, making him feel extremely heartbroken.

"How?"

“He killed her.” An Wujiu smiled in despair, “When I happened to appear on the 46th floor.”

Everything is in the other party's plan.

An Wujiu finally understood that from the very beginning he was afraid that he would come to Chauvin even if he was right, and even knew that the chip on An Wujiu's body had Chauvin's authority and would take the elevator to the 46th floor , so he held Lilith hostage, went to the elevator entrance on the 46th floor and waited for him to appear, breaking his inner defense just right, only in this way, An Wu Jiu would completely ignore other people.

The masked man did not go it alone, but he created such an illusion, and the puppets in his hands were commanded by him early on and ambushed on the top floor.

An Wujiu's heart is like a pool of stagnant water, without the slightest turbulence, although he knows that he may have the opportunity to look back on all this, he used to be too confident, and this confidence brought him only more tragic ending.

Everything he thought was the right decision, he just stepped into the masked man's trap with precision.

He didn't know whether it was the butterfly effect, himself who kept changing his decisions, or the opponent who took pleasure in torturing him.

In dealing with such an opponent who knows everything and can predict all their actions in advance, he has no chance of winning at all.

When his mind was extremely confused, An Wujiu suddenly saw the scene when the masked man was entangled with him.

Cracked glass, shocked eyes under the mask.

Shen Ti's bullet.

In the center of the stagnant water, waves suddenly appeared.

An Wujiu propped up the blood-covered floor with his palms, forcing himself to stand up and cheer up.

Shen Ti stepped forward to support him, "No blame..."

“It’s not over yet, we still have a chance to win…” An Wujiu muttered.

The masked man did not expect that there was a sniper in ambush outside the window, he did not dodge the bullet at all!

He looked at Shen Ti, with irreparable fragility, brokenness, and even the madness of losing everything in his eyes, and Shen Ti was the only trump card in his hand.

"You are the exception."