How did you, a prisoner on death row, become an important weapon of the country? Yecheng Gao Weiming

Seeing the two people's expressions as if they had seen a ghost, Su Ming and Song Xiaocheng were also a little scared.

what happened?

What happened between you and Huang Feifeng outside?

How can you insist that the person died outside, but he is actually recovering from his injuries on the second floor?

Tick ​​tock! Tick ​​tock! Tick ​​tock…

For a moment, the hall was dead silent, with only the sound of Hu Hai tapping the table rhythmically.

The little boy still had an interested expression on his face, looking at everyone with a half-smile.

I do not know how long it has been.

Song Xiaocheng forced an ugly smile and stammered.

“Stop… stop making trouble!”

"Lian Haier, Lu Xiang, you know I'm a timid person."

"Although Huang Feifeng and I don't get along well, it doesn't mean that we must kill each other."

"I'm staying on the second floor now, helping my sister stop Chen Ziqi's bleeding. He... Ming'er, do you think I'm right?"

Song Xiaocheng doubted his own eyes and couldn't help but ask Su Ming for help.

Wang Luxiang and Zhang Lianhai turned to look at Su Ming, knowing that Ming'er was the calmest person in the team after Ye Cheng and Hu Hai.

If Song Xiaocheng was dazzled, Su Ming would not have made a mistake.

The three of them stared at each other for what seemed like a century.

When he saw Su Ming nod slowly.

thump.

Zhang Lianhai and Wang Luxiang sat back in their chairs again, gasping for breath.

what happened?

what happened?

Are our eyes blurring out, or are Su Ming and the others seeing an illusion?

Why would a person who is clearly dead appear in front of me again?

Silence, dead silence.

Zhang Lianhai seemed to be unconvinced and asked the other two people in the hall.

Hu Hai and Yecheng.

Brother Ye had no hope anymore, so he asked Hu Hai.

"Brother Xiao, did you...did you see Huang Feifeng come in? Was this an illusion? Is Huang Feifeng dead or not?"

Hu Hai blinked and nodded slowly.

"Yes, and he should not be dead! Because I also saw his shadow, and shadows can't lie."

hiss……

Zhang Lianhai took a deep breath and took out the gun from his pocket, the personal item he had brought with him when he entered the challenge.

He turned around and ran upstairs to look at Huang Feifeng and ask who he was.

Not just him.

Song Xiaocheng also exclaimed: "Damn, my sister Xiaoxuan is still upstairs..."

He followed Zhang Lianhai and turned to run, but was caught by Su Ming.

"Shh..."

Su Ming pulled the two of them, made a gesture to silence them, and spoke in a low voice.

"You don't want your life!"

"No matter if the one upstairs is Fei Feng or not, can we...can we beat him?"

"This……"

Zhang Lianhai and Song Xiaocheng stood there in a daze, their hearts skipping a beat.

Yes!

Can you beat him?

Not to mention that the other party was carrying a sharp dagger.

All we know is that the other party has demonstrated his powerful skills many times, and there is no need to guess his true identity.

If I just run upstairs like this and make a mistake, won't we end up falling out right there and then?

If a real fight breaks out, the consequences will be disastrous.

"What should I do?"

Song Xiaocheng was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead.

No matter whether what was upstairs was real or fake, my sister Song Xiaoxuan was there with me.

If the other party suddenly attacks and hurts someone, who will guarantee my sister's safety?

"Calm down! Calm down..."

After the panic, Su Ming forced himself and the others to calm down.

He lowered his voice, looked at Zhang Lianhai and Wang Luxiang and said, "I believe what Lianhaier and Luxiang said. There must be something wrong with Huang Feifeng upstairs."

"All this may be related to the challenge! The real Fei Feng is already... dead. The one upstairs..."

Su Ming shook his head and couldn't continue speaking.

If the real Huang Feifeng is dead, then who is the person upstairs?

Is Schrödinger's cat a horror or supernatural challenge?

You are a human when you go out, and a ghost when you come back?

This is too nonsense.

"Okay! Don't move, I'll go upstairs and check it out one last time."

"If there really is a problem, we can find a solution..."

Having said that, Su Ming asked the others to stay where they were and not move, while he slowly walked up the wooden stairs.

creak... creak...

He tried to slow down his steps on the stairs and make his voice as quiet as possible.

Coupled with the howling wind and sand outside, it was impossible to hear clearly upstairs.

When he was about to reach the second floor, he stopped and looked around secretly.

With the help of the light on the first floor, the scene upstairs can be vaguely seen.

But see you.

Huang Feifeng and Song Xiaoxuan were staying next to a wooden bed.

Chen Ziqi was lying on the bed, still in a coma.

Her pants were cut open all over, revealing two long, white thighs.

Song Xiaoxuan was whispering to Huang Feifeng, "Brother Huang, can this suturing really stop the bleeding?"

Huang Feifeng, who was standing aside, had his hands covered in blood. He was holding a hemostatic forceps and tweezers with alcohol cotton on the tweezers, and nodded slightly.

"At least, I won't die! But due to the conditions, I can't give a blood transfusion. I just need to hold on for four hours..."

As he spoke, he threw the tweezers aside, changed to another instrument, and slowly inserted it into Chen Ziqi's wound.

Song Xiaoxuan dared not speak anymore and held her breath.

At the stairs, Su Ming was still leaning forward, not taking another step forward.

His heart was pounding.

why?

Because he remembers it clearly.

After Chen Ziqi cut open his femoral artery, everyone looked at the blood gushing out like a faucet, panicking and at a loss as to what to do.

It was only when Huang Feifeng rushed down from the second floor and knelt on one knee at the opponent's wound that the bleeding was barely stopped.

Afterwards, Zhang Lianhai followed the instructions, tore off the clothes on Huang Feifeng's left arm, and tied his thigh tightly before stopping.

But now...

What horrified Su Ming was.

The other person's clothes were intact.

Especially the two arms, there are no signs of damage.

No wonder!

No wonder Su Ming felt something was wrong as soon as Huang Feifeng returned to the house.

It turned out that the other person's clothes had been restored to their original state without anyone noticing.

Do not!

The clothes cannot be restored, so...

Geek!

In terror, Su Mingxiang turned around and ran downstairs, but he missed a step and almost fell down.

He tried hard to keep his body steady, and subconsciously looked upstairs.

Huang Feifeng on the second floor seemed to have heard the noise and turned around to look.

The other party was wearing a blue headlamp, and the light instantly locked onto Su Ming's head!

A hint of smile seemed to appear on the gloomy face.

blue?

"Su Ming?"

Huang Feifeng heard someone coming upstairs and called out. Song Xiaoxuan, who was standing nearby, heard the noise and turned around to look over.

Su Ming could no longer contain his fear and turned and ran.

blue!

Damn!

He clearly remembered that when Huang Feifeng went out, he was wearing a red headlamp on his head, how come it turned blue?

Teng Teng Teng...

Su Ming ran downstairs in a panic, breathing heavily, regardless of Huang Feifeng who was calling him from upstairs.

"How about it!"

Song Xiaocheng, Zhang Lianhai and Wang Luxiang had been waiting downstairs for a long time. When they saw Su Ming coming downstairs in a panic, they hurried over to ask him.

"Huh...Huh...Huh, it's fake! His sleeves, his sleeves are intact..."

Su Ming nodded, pointed to his sleeves, and whispered to the three people.

The Huang Feifeng above is definitely fake!

Someone pretended to be him and returned to the house.

"Damn it! There really is something wrong!"

After listening to this, Zhang Lianhai raised his pistol and shouted in a low voice.

"Ming'er! You take a break first. Brother Xiaocheng, Lu Xiang! Let's go, the three of us will go up there. No matter what, we must subdue him first!"

Having said that, Zhang Lianhai led the two of them to run upstairs.

If we were to ask who among the four is the least combat-capable, it would probably be Su Ming.

Whether it is him, Wang Luxiang, or Song Xiaocheng.

At least they have all experienced life and death challenges.

Only Su Ming has never liked using violence to solve problems.

That was why Zhang Lianhai didn't let Su Ming go upstairs with him, for fear that Huang Feifeng upstairs would notice the problem and take action, which would delay things.

Unexpectedly.

Several people just took a step forward.

"and many more!"

Su Ming suddenly called out to them, with another look of extreme terror on his face.

"what happened?"

The three of them turned around and looked at him in confusion.

Su Ming went completely crazy.

Because he finally found out.

When he went out, Zhang Lianhai was wearing a green headlamp and gave Wang Luxiang a yellow headlamp.

now.

Zhang Lianhai had a black headlamp on his head, and the color of Wang Luxiang's headlamp was...

It's red!