Chapter 52:

That bullet didn't hit Yao Chen, because Yao Chen's flying knife took off his hand first, rubbing Han Yanyan's arm with his gun, and flying up a string of blood beads.
When Han Yanyan pulled the trigger, his arm was injured, the pistol missed his head, fell to the ground, and the bullet hit the ceiling. Han Yanyan had pain, fell off the sofa, and rolled down onto the carpet.
Yao Chen first picked up the gun and aimed at Han Yanyan.
When the three tigers heard the gunfire, they rushed in, saw the situation inside the house, relieved, and shouted, "Brother, hurry up! The police should be here later!"
"I see." Yao Chen stared at Han Yanyan. "You go out and watch."
San Hu thought he wanted to torture Han Yanyan and turned around.
That woman should really be broken and dead.
Yao Chen thinks so too.
She even wanted to kill him. Just a moment ago, her posture of raising a gun was too standard, and she was obviously professionally trained. Who is she? Why on earth is she?
Yao Chen gritted his teeth, he was cruel, his muzzle moved down, and a shot penetrated Han Yanyan's ankle.
Han Yanyan screamed, almost fainting. She endured the pain and crawled away from Yao Chen.
"Tell me why?" Yao Chen gritted his teeth and asked.
Han Yanyan was pale, sweating coldly, and turned to look at him.
"You kill people, sell drugs, gather gambling, loan usury, and make good decisions ..." she said.
Yao Chen fired another shot and penetrated Han Yanyan's other ankle.
"Don't tell me anything stupid about sin and justice!" Yao Chen gritted his teeth. "Are you the embodiment of justice? You know it!"
"I just told you that you and you will have today because of what you did." Han Yanyan gasped in pain, "Of course I am not, not the embodiment of justice."
Yao Chen yelled, "Why the hell!"
Han Yanyan's face was as white as gold paper. At this time, he even smiled.
"Because you ... it's you, I ... it's me." She smiled strangely but gorgeously.
Gorgeous, with unspeakable desolation.
Because you are "Yao Chen" and I am "Han Yanyan". You and me are not yourself. In this world, we play the role that others have made us, and we cannot help ourselves.
Yao Chen couldn't understand the meaning of Han Yanyan's words, but was shocked by Han Yanyan's smile.
Give him a chance to come back, he thought, he would still fall in love with this woman.
At this time, Han Yanyan's hand ... finally touched the handle.
Death here is not the end, you and I ... maybe there is a chance to see you again.
Han Yanyan's knife flew to Yao Chen. Yao Chen's pupils shrank, raising his hand to Han Yanyan's brows and pulling the trigger.
Time has stagnated.
This is the second time.
Han Yanyan clearly saw the bullet and the flying knife passing by. The bullet is fast and the flying knife is slow. But in her eyes, it was slow and clear.
The sword ran to his throat, and the bullet ran to his brow. If this sword was hit in a flash, she and Yao Chen would all die together. I wonder if Leo will be happy.
But Han Yanyan was unhappy.
She watched the bullet tear through the air, with a white air stream at the tail, and slowly rushed to her eyebrow. She heard the sound of a beating heart, and the sound of blood flowing in the blood vessels.
She developed fear of death.
It's as if you are preparing to dive on a ten-meter diving platform without fear. But you are not ready to be caught off guard, and you must be screaming at that instant.
If Han Yanyan had the intention to die, he would be fearless. But Han Yanyan didn't want to die, she just wanted to solve this world. The bullet that came straight to her made her fear of death.
Even if she knew that death here was not the end.
Stop! Stop!
I'm a builder!
I build this world!
give me! Stop-go!
An invisible gas shield formed in front of him, and the bullet whistled and hit the gas shield. Break in, stagnate, get stuck there, and the white air currents spin and spin.
But it finally stopped.
In the eyes of Han Yanyan, deep inside Han Yanyan's body, it seems that a strange power is about to erupt. The power was burning to burn her to ashes, and then reborn!
A moment before the outbreak, Han Yanyan raised his eyes. Her eyes crossed the bullet, crossed the flying knife, which was also intercepted by the gas shield, and looked at Yao Chen.
She saw a pair of eyes.
It was clearly Yao Chen's eyes, and clearly not. Han Yanyan has seen those eyes more than once.
Those eyes also looked at her across the bullet and flying knife, but there was no love or hate from Yao Chen for her, only indifference.
Between light and flint, Han Yanyan suddenly understood. At this moment, the person across the road was too far away from "Yao Chen" and was far away from the world. At this moment, she is facing his essence!
With this "authentic" ultra-distance, Han Yanyan felt the terrible coercion from the opposite man. There was a powerful force rolling over her like a sea of ​​mountains. If the power in her body erupted, she would collide with it. The result of the collision could be ...
death!
Real death!
Her horror frightened Han Yanyan, but she couldn't stop the burst of her own power, and couldn't resist the terrible crushing of the other party.
This time, I'm afraid it will really die, she thought.
Then ... like the TV suddenly turned off, like the computer suddenly unplugged, like the jumper at home, the lights suddenly went out. The world has not collapsed, nor has it ended.
The world was forcibly cut off.
Han Yanyan did not return to the pure white space, she fell into the boundless darkness. In the dark, as if a huge palm was holding her, rubbing and squeezing, she felt broken and reorganized. If there was light, she might be a monster with feet on her head and hands on her buttocks.
But with this restraint and squeezing, the momentum of the force in her body that is about to explode becomes weaker and weaker, as if forcibly suppressed.
What can do this is not about "Yao Chen", but only Leo.
"I'm struck!" Leo was in a hurry. "This woman!"
"What's going on!" Asked the man who monitored both the world and Leo.
Leo had no time to answer him, swiped his hand, and swiped a light screen in front of him to let him see for himself. Leo himself cut off the world in a momentous time!
"Injection inhibitor!"
"What's going on? The value is still soaring? Give her another shot!"
Leo hoarsely ordered the system.
On the light screen that another person was watching, the value of the crazy increase finally slowed down, stopped at a certain value, then slowly dropped, and finally stopped steadily.
The man saw it clearly, surprised: "She is! Spiritual power is about to be activated? Didn't she say she came from a very primitive place?"
"Very primitive!" Ollie said angrily. "Not all of you have to let me save her. The genes are too primitive, and there is no resistance to gene therapy. I just rushed over. Damn, thankfully My hand was fast and cut off in time. She was going to be activated and she would have to be crushed into by your family. Then you can't die anymore. "
"Where is my family?" The other asked.
"Oh!" Leo called up the light screen and sighed first. "Look at it, look at it!"
The line on the light screen has been very stable, like a heartbeat with an electrocardiogram stopped. There was a sudden fluctuation somewhere, and a small upward slump, then stopped there and continued to stabilize.
But for a while, the line was like a raised gooseneck, rising upwards, so big!
The man's eyes lit up too.
But above that line, there is a red warning line. The chart intuitively shows that the value marked by this red line is the goal that that line will achieve. Now, there is still ... some distance.
"Hold on! Hold on!" The man's thick palms slapped Leo's shoulders, and Leo grinned.
The man glanced at Han Yanyan's light screen again and said, "She's very dangerous now. If she floats a little, she will wipe the edge."
"It's okay, monitor it, she dares to float and I'll give her a dose of inhibitor." Ollie said.
"Be careful, it hurts too much, you can't inject it without injection." The man said, "She's great, you cherish me!"
Leo snorted.
He gave him a painful glance and said, "You architects, are you using them as consumables?"
Leo said: "There is no way, basically it will not last for half a year."
"Dead?" The man asked.
"No." Leo shrugged and replied, "It's all crazy. Occasionally it's dead."
It's so normal to be crazy, the man thought.
He monitored the whole day, thinking long ago that if it were his words, he would be crazy if he couldn't support the three worlds. The human heart is long. In such a world, it is impossible to completely avoid any emotional exchange with others. Affection, love, friendship, any kind of destruction can destroy people's hearts.
"What about those people?" He asked.
Leo said, "Where you get it, send it back."
The man was silent for a while and said, "It's really lacking."
Leo quit, complaining: "I died three of yesterday, I told you that the commission was doubled!"
"I know, I won't treat you badly," said the man. "Is she okay? Another ... world?"
"She can do it for me, it's been ten hours, and I have to sleep!" Leo yawned and ran as he ran.
The man frowned. "What are you doing?"
"Let her continue working. I need rest. She doesn't need it." Leo said, "I'm a businessman, pursuing maximum profit. I have other customers.
After he finished speaking, he saw that the person next to him frowned even deeper, explaining, "Don't worry, she would be even more powerful after exercising. This woman is not simple, and I think she can survive six months without going crazy. You Not going to sleep yet? "
The man also watched for a day and was indeed tired. He said to his men in the room, armed with a gun alert, "You have two breaks and stare."
Leo was dissatisfied: "It's okay to trust a little bit. I rely on this to eat. I'm very business ethical."
"It's not that you don't believe me," said the man, "that one is too important."
Leo snorted and said, "It's such a good life, it's not good to enjoy his blessing, and toss something blindly."
The man's face cooled down, "It's faith."
He asked, "Do you have faith? Are there things in the entire universe worth your life?"
"I believe in money," Leo said. "Give me money and I'm willing to do anything, but it's not my life."
"Oh, you go to sleep. Don't try to educate me, it's useless." Leo leaned back and lay in his seat. The seat is closed into a warehouse, the surface of which is transparent like glass, and many charts and pictures flash on it.
The man snorted and went to sleep.
And Leo's voice sounded in the white space: "Korean smoke, Korean smoke."
Han Yanyan responded and opened his eyes in the white space.