Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

Chapter 891 I exist for you 26

Number 2 struggled fiercely, trying to escape from the restraints.

If they cannot return to the exchange before the light completely disappears, they will be lost in this timeline and can only live in this day forever.

The members who realized this seemed to be greatly stimulated and struggled with all their strength.

Jinchen patted away the dust collected during the fight.

"I don't have the word "good guy" written on my face, so why should I let you go?"

He pressed his forehead in advance, preparing to withstand the dizziness caused by this broken machine traveling through time, and waved to them when he had time.

"Never again."

-

"Ouch."

As soon as Jinchen came back from the shuttle, he felt dizzy and couldn't distinguish the north, south, east, west, and west. He held on to the bed pole for several seconds and then realized that there was no one in the research hall.

Only Xu Yuchuan, who was lying on the bed, looked pale. He had been breathing out more and taking in less air, as if he would die in the next second.

Jinchen looked at the time in confusion, only ten minutes had passed here.

Logically speaking, No. 1 should be waiting here and blocked.

Do they believe in the strength of No. 2 so much? Or...are you doing something immoral again?

Jinchen didn't care about the person on the bed, silently walked to the door, opened the door and took a look.

This place is not big, but there are quite a few members. Each one of them is like an invincible Xiaoqiang. As long as they have health points, they can recover from any injury.

He murmured in his heart, and the dagger appeared in his palm again, ready to look for places like archives to find out what the time exchange relied on to hide it in various timelines.

Jinchen bumped into the director who was in the office.

The two looked at each other.

When the director was stunned, Jinchen quickly closed the door behind him. During the confrontation, he glanced at the documents on the table.

People outside the story write words like stories.

Before he could take a closer look, the director's energy gun had been raised, and the sound of 0731 sounded at the same time.

[Oh no, host! ! The Lord God is in danger! No. 1 is taking someone home! 】

Jinchen's expression changed instantly and he deflected the attack.

-

It's night.

The freezing rain on winter nights came hard and fast, and the wind roared, destroying the greenery in many communities.

The weather forecast was still playing a yellow ice warning for the near future, and suddenly the room went dark.

Yi Shen was stunned for a moment. Just now he was wondering if the power would be cut off due to the freezing rain.

Now that my spiritual speaking ability has been transformed into thoughts?

He glanced out the window. Jinchen had been out for nearly two hours and hadn't come back yet.

Just as he was worried, he suddenly heard movement in the corridor outside the living room door.

Yi Shen immediately stood up alertly, the darkness amplified all sounds, and his sense of hearing became more acute.

Even trivial conversations can be heard vaguely.

Words like goals and luck values ​​are all too familiar to Yi Shen now.

It's what Jinchen said, a member of the Time Exchange.

Did they actually find their way home?

Yi Shen is a born pessimist and subconsciously felt that they were here to kill him.

In the dim room, only the solar street light source shining in from the window cast a slightly weird shadow on the wall through his body.

The sounds outside the door are getting closer.

Yi Shen heard his own rapid breathing. He subconsciously slowed down his breathing and moved forward with the help of the faint light source, preparing to hide in the study.

He didn't think he could fight against these people. He was lucky to be able to drag them to the police.

Yi Shen's throat was tight, as if there was a tight string, and he was always paying attention to the movement outside the living room door.

At the moment when the study door was opened, there was another loud noise. The branches of the camphor tree outside the window were crushed and hit the street lamp, and the last trace of light was lost.

The living room door was banged.

Yi Shen's breathing stopped, and he regretted the small wind chime he had made for the door curtain here.

He grasped the handle of the wooden door of the study and opened it with his eyes tightly closed.

The tinkling wind chimes made the movement outside the living room door pause for a few seconds.

Yi Shen rushed into the study room and locked the door tightly.

Although there is an extra layer of security, this undoubtedly lets the time exchange members outside the door know that he is awake at the moment.

Yi Shen clenched his fists and was surprised to find that his palms were already wet with sweat. He pursed his lips tightly and trembled his fingers slightly, tightly holding the fruit knife in the fruit bowl in his palms.

In the darkness of cold winter nights, it is always easy to breed fear and tension. It seems that there are mysterious dangers hidden in every corner.

Time seems to be stagnant at this moment, and every second is extended infinitely, spreading anxiety and fear.

Yi Shen looked at the time on his phone and saw that only three minutes had passed since the alarm was called.

To make matters worse, the freezing rain may have caused signal problems, and the messages sent to Jinchen are still going around in circles.

He turned off his cell phone, and a light suddenly shone brightly on one side of the study, which was enough to attract attention in the darkness.

Yi Shen turned his head warily. The screen of his laptop that had been shut down suddenly turned on, as if someone was controlling it. He watched helplessly as the mouse clicked on a file that had never existed before on the desktop.

Yi Shen walked over and took a closer look. When he saw the words on the document clearly, he fell down on the chair and felt cold all over.

——"On a winter night, the rain does not stop, and the author faces great danger. He will be killed tonight. The murderers with murder weapons have already arrived at the door, and the end of his life is coming."

Yi Shen took a breath of air, his pupils trembled, his face turned pale, helplessness and confusion swept through his body.

The document continues to increase in word count.

——"He saw it! The creator saw his own ending! The door was knocked open! He has no time!"

boom--

Yi Shen clearly heard a loud noise.

The sound of the wind chimes sounded like a reminder.

The electric current surged, and the stick hit the wall, and the laughter sounded.

"Got you."

Yi Shen slowly turned his neck and met the eyes in the darkness.

Number One smiled and raised his stick at him.

pat!

The sound of the teacup falling to the ground made Yi Shen, who had accidentally fallen asleep in the living room, suddenly open his eyes.

"what…"

He exclaimed, his fingers cut by the splinters, blood falling to the floor and being absorbed by the carpet.

The nightmare is really uncomfortable.

Yi Shen pressed his fingertips, rubbed his temples, and looked out the window.

Why is it freezing rain?

Jinchen had been out for more than two hours and didn't know when he would be back.

"According to the Central Meteorological Observatory, cold air activities will become more frequent, with freezing rain as the main cooling factor, which will bring significant rain and snow weather..."

Yi Shen's expression paused, and he subconsciously looked up at the light. The next second, the room fell into darkness, and the sound of the weather forecast stopped abruptly.

His eyes widened, and he turned to look at the door again, hearing movement.

Do not……

Isn't this a nightmare?

Recalling what happened in his dream, Yi Shen ignored the sound of the wind chimes and rushed to the study room as quickly as possible and opened his notebook.

Sure enough, a strange file icon appeared on the screen.

He breathed quickly and quickly opened the file. The dim light of the screen illuminated his cheeks, and he frowned.

The text plot is exactly the same as in the dream.