Chapter 954

Han Su still looks at the people in front of him with worry.

However, an Xianyang did not have any special reaction.

Can we say that we have been cheated again.

That man cheated himself again?

Han Su shook his head.

Something that feels unlikely.

"I don't have much time to visit you here, but Leng Yichen may come here in the afternoon. At that time, I will ask him to give you the antidote in your meal."

Han Su nodded to an Xianyang.

Then he left.

An Xianyang was also put back in the place where he stayed these days.

These days, all the people here have been renewed.

It's different from the previous group.

He felt curious.

After all, it's really strange that the prison exchange is still such a big exchange of blood.

In the end, an Xianyang finds that every time someone delivers food to him, his expression is very unnatural.

He was suspicious at the time.

The man's movements were furtive.

At first glance, it has a purpose.

However, every time he had a meal, that person would stay by.

Only when you know that you have eaten, will that person leave.

It seems that I must see myself eating the food to my stomach.

An Xianyang had understood something at that time.

However, he has no communication tools, and all the people he knew before have been changed.

He had no chance to tell the outside world or Leng Yichen about the changes here.

Moreover, according to this inference, he is going to be attacked by that person.

But who is it?

An Xianyang fell into a piece of thinking.

There's another delivery man at the door.

"Dinner."

"I'm not hungry yet."

An Xianyang resisted.

"Why, I don't know how to appreciate your food. It seems that you don't want to starve to death. Good. From today on, whoever delivers food to the fourteenth will go to jail like him. "

The man's voice resounded all around.

An Xianyang didn't bother with that man.

He's too lazy to talk to that kind of person.

What's more, to communicate with that person.

An Xianyang is lying on his own bed.

This environment is actually very small.

The bed is also very small.

An Xianyang is very tall. In such a small space, he is somewhat uncomfortable.

I don't feel well.

Just, I don't know if it's the medicine Han Su gave me just now.

He's sleepy now.

It's not the time to go to bed.

But sleepiness gradually attacked his brain.

He lost consciousness.

Slowly.

He's out of here.

Came to a jungle.

Here, he can see a lot of trees.

And the guys in training suits.

Those guys, they all practice hard.

He approached the men.

But found that they are not a person close to them.

There is a man who is a little higher than himself, standing in front of him, leading him to go there.

"Hello, I'm an Xianyang. From today on, I'm going to join the camping training

The voice dropped. The scene turned into a classroom.

But outside the classroom window, there are tall bushes.

The classroom was built temporarily in the forest just now.

There was applause after applause.

Everyone is welcoming him.

What he noticed at a glance was the white girl in the crowd.

That girl, and others look at their own eyes is not the same.

She was more sincere.

She's very familiar.

And then I changed the scene.

It's the same classroom.

But I was the only one sitting in the chair.

Quietly looking at his drawer letter after letter.

There's another name for those letters. They're called love letters.

Above is the girl's handwriting.

Very sincere.

Full of the breath of youth.

An Xianyang looked at the letters one by one.

The top is printed with patterns and patterns.

Dream girl.

It's very tender.

An Xianyang hooked his lips and laughed.

However, before he had time to savor these love letters, his eyes turned into another picture."Lingfei language?"

An Xianyang looks at the woman in front of him.

She was cold all over and shivering all the time.

Next to him, someone jumped from the high platform into the water.

We're doing simulation exercises.

Ling Feiyu didn't seem to hear his voice.

Always looking at him, and then, the initiative to kiss his mouth.

That kiss, this moment is not very sweet.

"I like you, an Xianyang."

There is no need for an Xianyang to respond. There are people around cheering.

Liu Cheng and an Xianyang are together.

Liu Cheng and an Xianyang are together

When he looked up and everyone looked at them, a figure was leaving the crowd.

That figure, thin, small.

That figure is very familiar.

Next. He was buried in a cave.

I have a lot of wounds on my body, and they are bleeding.

He couldn't see who was coming to him.

But gradually, it became clear again.

It's su muying.

"Muying

An Xianyang called out, and his voice was a little excited.

However, next, Su muying took out a knife with him.

An Xianyang has not yet reflected what he is doing.

The other side even once in her own arm ruthlessly scratched one.

Blood came out.

An Xianyang was shocked.

Is this muying?

It looks like Su muying in his youth.

Su muying drops his own blood. Then it was fed to an Xianyang.

His eyes were much clearer.

"Muying."

"It's you. It's you who saved me in the cave that night. It's always been you."

An Xianyang watched the man go away.

Murmured.

Then he graduated.

From this place, he has to get out.

It was still the man who sent him, and then he left.

"Now that you have learned, the next task is to test you."

With that, the scene in front of an Xianyang becomes Italy.

He shot steadily, accurately and ruthlessly, killing all the people on the list who should be killed.

Then, it was sumuying.

Su muying's face appeared in front of him.

The man looked at himself in horror.

He was stunned.

"Bang --!"

There was a shot and the woman fell to the ground.

Before an Xianyang could react, the voice behind him began to speak.

"Once someone discovers this kind of scene, the best way is to kill it."

"But that woman is innocent."

"But since she saw all this, she's not innocent."

Behind the voice of the wind blowing.

An Xianyang can't move his steps or his eyes.

When I got on the bus, I took another look at the woman lying in the pool of blood.

There is a man holding a dead woman, looking at himself with the most hateful eyes.

It's like killing yourself.

He's familiar with that man, too.

The man's name is Xu Liuqi.

So the woman in his arms is his wife?