Help, I've become a paper man

"You are scaring me." Song Yi said with certainty.

Yan Zhichun's words were not sincere. He was just talking about the relief of the injuries of "except the two parties who declared war". Now he skipped over those two and went straight to talking about the arena. It was obviously a "threat" made in a hurry.

Saying things like "If you cry again, the tiger will take you away" might work to scare a child, but he's not really a young Stardust.

Seeing that he had guessed it, Yan Zhichun did not explain, but simply nodded and said, "Yes, I really want to scare you, but it is only limited to the stardust of both parties. You cannot be resurrected after death. Even if you die again, you can wake up again."

"To some extent, this is an easy thing. Our family has enough money. You can die for fun like the boy surnamed Huang, but..."

"If you die outside the stadium, you won't be able to continue the game."

Yan Zhichun spoke even more frightening words in a gentle tone, and deliberately smiled, once again imitating Yan Changyue, but his little intention of playing tricks on others could not be concealed at all.

Song Yi looked at him and couldn't help being distracted. He briefly thought of Yan Changyue. This adult loved to laugh, but this kind of laugh...

"What are you thinking about?" Yan Zhichun asked, and at the same time his face turned cold. He not only glared at Song Yi, but even looked a little fierce, as if he would take action in the next second if he was not satisfied with Song Yi's answer.

Song Yi glanced at the other person's hand and was not surprised at all. The gun held by the man began to tilt, with the muzzle pointing at him.

"I'm thinking about Yan Changyue..." Song Yi answered honestly, and when he heard the safety was turned on, he quickly added: "If he were here, he would definitely not say that."

Yan Zhichun glared at him again, turned off the safety, hung the gun back on his waist, and said, "Go ahead, it doesn't matter if you die. My brother has prepared a warehouse of materials for you."

Song Yi laughed out loud. His originally impulsive emotions were gradually suppressed during the conversation. When reason prevailed, thinking about the pros and cons became another instinct.

Anyway, the person was to be killed, so it would be okay to act a little later. Besides, Yan Zhichun's guess made sense. Song Yi was about to retreat when a crisp sound was heard, accompanied by a strong wind.

He subconsciously raised his hand and took out a dagger to block. At the same time, another long sword was also handed out to protect him in front of him to stop the dart.

"clang--"

There was a collision sound, and the dart paused briefly. Two seconds later, it fell down and hit the ground, and ultimately did not reach Yan Zhichun.

The attacker didn't have to think too much, it was the three over there, he would go and take a look.

But before that, Song Yi put away his murderous intent and turned his gaze to the person who was helping on the side.

While they were discussing, Mu Yun had already reunited with Sui Yuesheng. He also changed into the long sword provided by Song Yi and used this gift skillfully.

When he looked over, Mu Yun smiled apologetically, nodded to Song Yi, and seemed to want to say something.

But even if he didn't say it, Song Yi could guess that it was to explain what happened just now, to thank the Yan family for their invisible protection, for Sui Yuesheng's safety, and all sorts of other things.

He said, "Please do me a favor and take care of Boss Xiaoyan. I'll go over there."

As Song Yi spoke, he raised his chin slightly in the direction of Yan Zhichun, signaling to Mu Yun with gestures, "You must protect this person." When he didn't know how others addressed Yan Zhichun, he used his own words to create a process of entrustment.

And when Mu Yun nodded, he adjusted his direction and rushed towards the center of the ring. Compared with the time of the previous attack, it was only a dozen seconds, the time of a sentence.

Then, in an even shorter time, Song Yi had reached his destination. He raised his hand while running, but before he could steady his body, the bullet had already gone there and flew towards the enemy's forehead.

This is also a familiar face. Xia Hao has the appearance of a strong man. When he sighs, he looks a bit honest, but his defensive posture is not ambiguous at all.

The bullet was swept away by a knife during the collision.

Song Yi had just pulled the trigger and the arc of his finger stopped there. At the same time, he stepped on the scattered petals and felt a slight dizziness.

In just a moment, he regained his senses and fired several shots at the same time, sweeping the nearby area to prevent the enemy from taking the opportunity to get close.

The bullet streaked through the air and hit the ground, splashing dirt and causing a gasp.

Three stardust from here.

Song Yi stopped, suppressed his momentary surprise, and looked at the person on the other end.

In a brief moment, their positions changed. They did not approach him, nor did they attack him. It was more like... replacing one photo with another.

The change from high morale to leisure and entertainment is clearly visible.

"Haha, you've taken really good precautions." said one of them.

Song Yi took a breath. Even the most naive person could understand that what happened just now was most likely an act, but the purpose was still unclear.

“I can be a little bit better,” he said.

Xia Hao asked: "How do you say that?"

Song Yi took a half step back, stuck on the edge of dizziness, and replied with a smile: "Retreat now, and call someone over immediately."

"No, no, no!" He was the first person to speak, shouting in panic, and at the same time took a step forward to close the distance between him and Song Yi, raised his hands again, and continued: "Don't worry, we have no choice but to suddenly create an environment and fabricate things in the field!"

Song Yi didn't say anything, still staring at the other person, which made the other person even more flustered. He hurriedly uttered an apology between his lips.

Xia Haodu sighed, pressed the man's shoulders, bent down and approached him, and said, "Why are you so anxious? He originally didn't know anything about the domain, and couldn't tell the effect of the illusion for a while."

Song Yi nodded and said, "Yes, but I know now."

The atmosphere was awkward for a moment.

The man lowered his head awkwardly, trying to smile. The baby fat on his face became more obvious, and his natural silliness emerged. He looked young, with the demeanor of a middle school student.

But Stardust's appearance was deceptive, and Song Yi remembered this. Even though the other party looked childish, he did not immediately let down his guard.

It was just that the other party was secretly glancing at him. First, the student who answered the question incorrectly said in a low voice: "Um, uh, hello, Bai Ju, it's the first time we meet, ah, no, the first time we meet, I am..."

"Hello, nice to meet you, classmate." Song Yi interrupted the other party and answered fluently, but his eyes were fixed on Xia Hao.

Bai Ju was stunned for a moment, then whispered, "Ah, then, that's fine too."

Song Yi nodded, as if in agreement, but also as if perfunctorily, and then he asked: "What do you want from me?"

Hearing this, Bai Ju immediately waved his hands and said "no" in panic, as if he was accepting a new round of questioning. Fortunately, Xia Hao's hand had not left, and with a little force, he held down the young man.

Xia Hao said: "It's not a big deal, nor is it complicated. In short, the boss paid me to have a chat with you, so we came here and put on a show just for you."

"If you don't want any gold or silver, please stay here and talk to us in private."