Han Yan and Cheng immediately took off the clothes of the other three smugglers when they heard the sound. Sure enough, the same blood-colored x mark was engraved on the lower abdomen, backs, and thighs of the other three. This was a trace that was cut out with a knife. The blood had long frozen into scars. Two interspersed scars were reflected on the yellow skin of the yellow people, like a capital fork.

Han Yan looked at the marks on these four sides with a serious spirit, and an unknown expectation gradually surged in his heart. "These four sides are sniping us here. They are innocently trying to hide the players passing by here, or specifically target us. Will this x be a special thing..."

“Not x.”

Han Yan raised his brush first and looked at Cheng Zhijun.

Cheng Zhijun looked at the mark on the back of the middle-aged strong man's neck and his eyes were very cold. He stretched out his hand, pressed it on the mark, and drew along the scar. The order of his scar was different from the normal people's words "x". He first wrote a "7" along the very long scar, and then drew a short horizontal line in the middle of the "7".

Han Yan watched him write the lines on the ground and said in surprise: "It's 7?"

It's not x, it's a 7 with a horizontal bar!

First write down a number 7, then draw a horizontal bar in the middle, and look at it slantedly, it is very similar to a handwritten x.

Cheng Zhijun narrowed his eyes.

Han Yan remembered a name in an instant. Before he could express his name, he heard Cheng Zhijun say coldly: "...it's God's choice."

The imperial capital was very strong and the smugglers formed the election. Three months ago, Han Yan met Cheng Zhijun for the first time. He asked about the situation of the other imperial capital, and Cheng Zhijun only reported him one name.

God's choice.

The imperial capital is not like Jingzhou, where the entire city is managed by a strong structure. The imperial capital has many structures, including official players, pre-schoolers and smugglers. Among them, the very powerful structure is called Tianxuan.

Cheng Zhijun picked up a pen and drew a mark of the Tianxuan structure on the whiteboard of the gas station. He said, "I left the imperial capital four months ago and competed with Ruan Wangshu and Qi Heng once." After a pause, he added, "Ruan Wangshu is the head of Tianxuan, and Qi Heng is a smuggler from Tianxuan. Both sides are very strong. When their structure was first established, there were only seven sides. The seven sides of their body appeared in this mark."

A number 7, plus a horizontal bar.

Han Yan calmly said, "Can it be a coincidence? It's just here to the Seventh Ring Road of the Imperial Capital, which is far from Chaoyang District. You said that the base camp of the Tianxuan Structure is in Yeyang District. After four months of development, their structure has grown. Not only are there smugglers, but also formal players, preparing for the mission. And if they really come to hide us, how do they know that we are going back to the Imperial Capital today, and also our route?"

Cheng Zhijun's hand tapped gently on the whiteboard.

Han Yan looked at him quietly. Cheng Wensheng didn't dare to say anything, and looked at the two adults carefully.

After a few seconds, Cheng Zhijun looked at Han Yan and his voice was quiet: "Do you think... is a coincidence?"

Han Yan looked at him steadily.

After a while, Han Yan sighed and said the answer: "I don't think it's."

There are no such many connections in the world.

No matter how many members of the Tianxuan structure have been in the past four months, they will not be able to develop them all over the imperial capital. The Seventh Ring Road is a long distance away from Chaoyang District. These four smugglers came here, hiding Han Yan and Cheng Zhijun. The four of them are indeed excellent killers, because they have the ability to trace back time.

"Ah, who has applied the power at most seven times a day. It's very obvious. They know several of my abilities, and the time I destroyed the bookshelf and placed clues, they have applied the power at least five times and traced back the time five times. Just to kill us, they have gone all out and looked back again and again. If they really just passed by, they will abandon it when they failed the first time. At most, they will lose twice, and they should know that they kicked the iron plate without attacking again and again."

Cheng Zhijun looked at Han Yan: "So, they were deliberately here and then sniping."

Cheng Wensheng asked, "Age, did you make enemies with them when you were in the imperial capital? They have spent so much time to kill you?"

"I don't."

The answer to this mystery was beyond Han Yan and Cheng Wensheng's expectations.

After Han Yan was surprised, his expression became more complicated. He asked, "You haven't made enemies with them, so you said you have competed with their heads?"

Cheng Zhijun: "That's more like an discussion. I am the first player to pass the first level of the Black Tower. Everyone in the world knows that I am in the 1st area of ​​China and the Imperial Capital. Their structure... is very rampant. They are not like the Jingzhou Group, who are united in strengthening themselves and protecting the safety of Jingzhou. They are not like Atak, who just wants to promote their own strength and attack the tower as soon as possible. They will not kill the Imperial Capital players, but they will find the strong players. Either enter them or die."

Han Yan: "So before you leave the imperial capital, they found you and wanted you to enter the structure too?"

"I'm a stowaway."

Han Yan was stunned, and soon he nodded: "Yes, you are a smuggler."

It is natural to see a strong smuggler entering a strong smuggler structure.

But Cheng Zhijun was unable to enter them, so a war broke out between them. In the end, Cheng Zhijun left the imperial capital intact, and the people who were selected for the Heavenly Selection seemed to have suffered no loss.

Cheng Zhijun: "After that time, Tianxuan and I completed the filming. My friends did not make enemies. We did not make enemies."

Cheng Wensheng puzzled: "Why are they this time..."

Cheng Zhijun: "Are they really here to kill me?"

After this sentence came to an end, Han Yan and Cheng Wensheng were both stunned.

Cheng Zhijun suddenly realized what the guess he had just said meant. His fingers gradually tightened, and his eyes were commented on Han Yan. He spread his lips and said word by word: "You are the ones they hide. After we separated from each other, they did not come to me, but came to you, attack you, and wanted to kill you. Han Yan... Why did they kill you?"

Han Yan, why do they want to kill you?

Han Yan pursed his lips and his brain ran quickly. He could not take any of the images he had looked back on before. However, Han Yan clearly remembered that these two sides were sure to kill him. If he wanted to kill Cheng Zhijun, after the two separated, they should attack Cheng Zhijun instead of attacking him. Attacking Cheng Zhijun, who was left alone and killing Han Yan first, then kill Cheng Zhijun, was the same result.

Their goal is themselves.

Countless probabilities flashed through my mind, and even thought about whether his best friend was probably in the Tianxuan Structure. Afterwards, Han Yan sighed heavily. He raised his lips and looked at Cheng Zhijun seriously: "All everything is really based on one issue - why Tianxuan Structure knows our status, knows that we will go to the imperial capital today, and pass by here today."

Cheng Wensheng thought: "Isn't it because some people in their structure have the ability to predict the future?"

Han Yan: "Then why didn't he predict that all four sides of the attack on me will die here?"

Cheng Wen raised his mouth and couldn't give a comment.

Perhaps the superpower of the predictor can only predict Han Yan's status? But this is also a disagreement.

"They shouldn't have broken down me. Han Yan was not famous. The first player to pass the first floor of the Black Tower, and the second floor was you, not me." Han Yan analyzed, "At most, I only knew my name by the selected head of the Heavenly Selection when I passed the first floor of the Black Tower. But at that time, my name was Momo, not Han Yan. And he shouldn't have known who I am, and I know I will be with you."

Cheng Zhijun looked at Han Yan with a serious spirit, and Han Yan also looked at him.

The two of them met in the air, almost at the same time. They understood the meaning of each other and said in unison-

"Black Tower!"

Yes, only the Black Tower can know where Han Yan is. Only the Black Tower can make a strong structure kill all the things without any reason.

A day ago, the 80th Middle School of the Imperial Capital.

A young woman covered in wounds carried a sick and pale boy and stumbled into the school gate. When she walked into the gate, a black figure flashed through the track and field field and teleported to the door in the blink of an eye. This was a smiling young man. He saw that the woman was covered in blood and extremely embarrassed, and was preparing to laugh at her. Suddenly, his eyes fell on the young man carried by the woman.

The man opened his eyes wide in horror: "What's wrong?" He ran up and quickly carried the boy down.

Lian Yuzheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and laughed: "Difficult mode on the second floor of the Black Tower, idiot, haven't you heard it?"

"Then you don't have to cut off your hands and feet, right?"

Qi Heng carried Ruan Wangshu on his back and ran into the school's infirmly at a very fast speed. As soon as he entered, the female doctor inside looked at him in shock, and his eyes fell directly on Ruan Wangshu after he died. "Damn it? The left hand and right hand are gone, and the left leg is gone? This is the rhythm of being a human being. Take it over and see where the head moves. Maybe I can make a specimen and browse it every day."

Qi Heng said angrily: "Okay, I'm still looking for happiness, my head is almost dead and my heart is gone!"

After hearing this, the female doctor then felt a deep expression and hurried over.

A minute later, Lian Yuzheng limped into the infirmary. She quietly walked to the side, took a can of yellow banana wine, opened and drank it. But her expression of defeat did not improve because of this, but when the amount was measured, the bloody blood stained her clothes red. Qi Heng saw her horrifying spirit in his light, and then discovered: "Damn, what's the injury on your stomach?!"

Without saying a word, Qi Heng rushed up and took off Lian Yu Zheng's clothes. Before the Earth was launched, the very popular female singer in China first intercepted it with her hands, but she was too weak and could not turn her foundation. She could only let her companions slid her close-fitting vest and exposed the horrifying hole in her abdomen.

A wound as big as a bowl stretched over her flat belly. Half of her intestines seemed to have been bitten by something, and only half was left was brutally stuffed back into her stomach. Along the way, Lian Yu Zheng carried Ruan Wangshu one by one, and covered his stomach with his left hand. Qi Heng did not expect to see such injuries. He was stunned for a long time, and then silently took out two cans of banana wine from the cabinet and started to treat it first.

"Idiot, it hurts so much."

"Damn it, shut up."

After more than an hour of busyness, Ruan Wangshu and Lian Yu Zheng's injuries were consolidated.

The female doctor wiped the sweat from her forehead: "The hands and feet are expected to grow for ten or eight days before they grow back. Our heads are not Cheng Zhijun, who is abnormal, and they can grow back immediately after breaking their hands and feet. A Zheng should be better quickly, and it is expected to be almost restored in five days. Oh, what is the truth about the difficulty mode on the second floor of the Black Tower? Why is it even causing you and your head?"

Qi Heng also looked at Lian Yu Zheng curiously.

The innocent and pretty jade singer glanced at them coldly and laughed: "Three big moles. Kill them, even if they pass the hard mode. Escape from under their troops and snatch a turkey egg at will. This is the general mode."

"Just a mouse, can you and your head make this happen?"

"What if every mole is at least stronger than Cheng Zhijun?"

Qi Heng and the female doctor shut up together and stopped talking.

Lian Yuzheng wanted to get up, but she just moved and groaned in discomfort. The female doctor said, "Don't move, the wound has not healed yet. I just said I should go through the difficult mode. Who knows how Momo passed the difficult mode at the beginning? You and the head shouldn't have waited for so long, hiding it and not letting the black tower excavate, and now we're going to go through. Now, we're almost dead inside."

“…Momo?”

The female doctor said, "Yes, didn't the head say that there was a man named Momo who passed the first floor of the Black Tower, so he wanted to try to break into the second floor of the Black Tower?"

Lian Yu Zheng's expression suddenly became cold: "Momo, Han Yan. Momo, Han Yan..."

Female Doctor: "Who is Han Yan?"

Lian Yu Zheng slapped the bed in the infirmary with a palm. The small bed was immediately slapped by her, and she fell to the ground by herself. The female doctor and Qi Heng looked at this scene in surprise. After Shaoyan, they both laughed and said.

Lian Yuzheng climbed up from the ground expressionlessly, but what she said next made the female doctor and Qi Heng stop smiling instantly.

"After leaving the game, Heita said he would reward me and my head for the first time in the world to pass the second floor of the Black Tower. That was a special reward." After a pause, Lian Yuzheng covered his stomach with one hand, curled the corners of his mouth, and showed a brutal smile, "But the next second, Heita will report us..."

"Dingdong! Player Ruan Wangshu, and practiced Yu Zheng to successfully pass the second floor of the Black Tower (hard mode). As the first player in the world to pass the second floor of the Black Tower (hard mode), he received an extra commendation of 'Turkey Egg Mo..."

"Di, data problem!"

"Di, data problem!"

...

"Dingdong! The data has been restored. 'Turkey Egg Momo' has been obtained by player T. Player Ruan Wangshu, and practicing Yu Zheng can choose to obtain a king's gold coin. Probably..." After a strange silence, the crisp childish voice of Black Tower seemed to be mixed with a hint of unpleasant laughter. He said word by word: "You can probably choose to obtain player T's coordinate information, and the information is valid for ten days."

"Friendship Tips: Player t is within the limits of the 1st area of ​​China."

"Friendship Tips: 'Turkey Egg Momo' is a sustainable application prop, with rare character."

"Dingdong! Please ask player Ruan Wangshu and practice Yu Zheng to make a selection."

After the three of them searched all four bodies, they found only the weird note with the words "Bread" written on it except for a few props and weapons. Han Yan put the paper into his backpack.
Chapter completed!