A New Character Every Month

When he thought that he was about to welcome a better life, and they would continue to struggle here, he couldn't help but feel happy, and naturally he didn't care about anything with them.

There is no need for the living to be angry with the dying, is there?

"Lawson, are you sure you killed Lin Zian?"

At this time, a questioning voice came from the headset.

Lawson quickly replied: "Of course, I saw the bullet hit him with my own eyes and made a hole the size of a fist in his chest. Is this still alive?"

The questioning voice sounded again: "But, why didn't we receive the news that the mission is over?"

"Perhaps the God of Salvation is considering how to receive me, so the settlement is late."

Lawson laughed happily, but subconsciously bent over to pick up the sniper rifle, and looked through the scope at the place where Lin Zian fell to the ground just now.

In sight, there was only a puddle of blood on the ground that looked weird under the red moon.

Other than that, nothing else.

"People...how did people disappear?"

Lawson was startled suddenly, and his whole heart sank, as if he had fallen from heaven to hell.

He had already thought about what wish he wanted to make, but the person he had obviously killed disappeared.

Coupled with the delay in completing the task, he faintly felt a little uneasy.

"Is Lin Zian not dead?"

Lawson guessed, but quickly denied: "Impossible, such a big hole, it is impossible to be alive."

He did not turn off the call function of the headset, and his teammates heard him talking to himself, and a lot of ridicule came over:

"Although I don't know what happened, it is obvious that Lin Zian is not dead."

"Haha, I said that it is impossible for God to take care of this damned bastard, Lawson. It seems that my hunch was right."

"Fortunately, the final prize is mine now, Lawson, you'd better wash your ass now and wait for death!"

"Brother Lawson, don't worry, after you go back, the brothers will love you well..."

These voices were extremely mocking, but soon they stopped again.

With Lawson's character, when he heard their ridicule, no matter whether it was justified or not, he couldn't help but refute it.

But now, he never said a word.

"Lawson? Lawson?"

Someone yelled, but Lawson's voice was still not heard on the communication.

Because, right now, he didn't have the mood to reply at all.

His eyes were fixed on the direction of the stairs not far away, the figure that was gradually approaching him.

"You fired the gun just now?"

The visitor looked at Lawson with one hand on his chest.

There, there was a hole the size of a bowl in the tights covering the whole body.

Through the hole, one can faintly see some pink skin underneath.

"you you……"

Lawson's body trembled uncontrollably, and he looked at the person in front of him in horror.

You can't be wrong, the position of the chest, the size of the hole, plus this clothes and attire, this person is Lin Zian who was beaten to death by himself just now!

"But, how did he survive? Even the wound healed?"

"Isn't it human, is it... weird?"

The more Lawson thought about it, the more fear grew in his heart.

brush!

next moment.

He quickly drew a weapon.

This is a silver-white pistol that is nearly twice the size of an ordinary pistol, and one shot is enough to kill a raging wild boar.

"Go to hell! The final prize must be mine!"

Lawson grimaced and pulled the trigger.

Bah!Bah!

With two gunshots, the silver-white pistol fell to the ground, and Lawson's hands fell powerlessly to his sides.

I saw a bloody hole on his left and right shoulders.

"Slow, too slow!"

Lin Zian held two guns, shook his head and slowly approached Lawson.

With a plop, Lawson knelt down on the ground, with nothing but fear on his face.

Facing the suspected strange target in front of him, he couldn't use his hands, and he didn't know how to solve it.

He could only watch helplessly as the other party approached him step by step and stopped in front of him.

Lin Zian raised his left hand, put the muzzle of the gun on Lawson's forehead, and said calmly, "Tell me, how do you want to die?"

"Forgive me, please forgive me!"

Facing the threat of death, Lawson's nose and tears flowed out.

It's a mess of liquid, just looking at it makes me feel sick.

"It's not impossible to forgive you."

Lin Zian said softly, and then under Lawson's expectant gaze, he stretched out a finger with his right hand and said, "Answer me what is this? If you answer correctly, I will spare your life."

Lawson looked at Lin Zian's fingers with some hesitation. Is the problem so simple?

Lin Zian smiled and counted down: "10, 9, 8..."

With only the last three seconds left, Lawson hurriedly replied, "A finger, this is a finger."

"Sorry, wrong answer."

Lin Zian said, "This is the moon."

The direction he pointed at was indeed the huge bloody moon at the end.

Lawson suddenly broke down and cried bitterly: "Please give me one more chance, just one more time!"

"Okay, last chance."

Lin Zian stretched out that finger again, and said playfully, "What is this?"

Hope appeared in Lawson's eyes, and he hurriedly replied: "The moon, this is the moon!"

As he said that, he looked at Lin Zian expectantly, as if he wanted to know the correct answer from Lin Zian.

Lin Zian shook his head: "I'm sorry, the answer is wrong again. It's just an ordinary finger. I don't know why you see it as the moon."

Lawson said emotionally: "No, you are lying, it is impossible to answer correctly like this."

"Humph!"

Lin Zian snorted coldly, and slammed Lawson's head with the body of the gun, making him dizzy for an instant.

When Lawson came back to his senses, he found that he was hanging from the edge of the roof, and Lin Zian was holding his back collar, and he might fall off at any time.

"No, you can't kill me, I still have parents and children to support, they can't live without me!"

Lawson begged for mercy in great panic. For the first time, he felt that death was so close to him, closer than the muzzle of the gun on his forehead just now.

Just as Lin Zian was about to speak, he smelled a foul smell and let go of his hand immediately.

Lawson followed suit.

After screaming for several seconds, there was another sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, and the surrounding area immediately became much clearer.

"This is peeing your pants, it's disgusting."

Lin Zian clapped his hands in disgust, and glanced at the heavy sniper rifle next to him.

The bullet that passed through his chest just now seemed to be fired from this weapon.

He had seen the data of this heavy-duty sniper rifle on the exchange list, all the values ​​were very good, it was regarded as a battlefield weapon.

Moreover, for him who lacks long-range weapons now, it is also a good supplement.

In the past, it was not necessary because it was not necessary, so it was not exchanged, but it is very likely to be useful in the future.

"Does this count as monster-killing explosive equipment?"

Lin Zian smiled, picked up the sniper rifle and was about to check it, then frowned, and threw it downstairs with his backhand.

This heavy sniper rifle was stained with the same stench as its owner, making it disgusting.

Anyway, he still has a lot of opportunities to get weapons in the future, so there is no need to settle for this taste.

"First!"

Lin Zian turned around and walked towards the stairs, muttering to himself.

When I was downstairs just now, the pain in my head was no different from before, and there was also an inexplicable memory.

From that memory, Lin Zian learned why he was teleported to this place, and why the panel created by the God of Salvation disappeared.

According to the ignorant consciousness that claims to be "the origin of the world" in memory, the God of Salvation is not a god who punishes the wicked, but an evil god from an outlander, with deep malice towards this world.

Originally, the "origin of the world" could only helplessly watch the world being eroded by evil gods, but things changed a few days ago.

For unknown reasons, the evil god contacted it and made a bet with it to decide the ownership of this world.

The two sides each sent a group of people to fight in the killing city in different spaces.

If "the origin of the world" wins, the evil god will take the initiative to withdraw from this world, including his subordinates and the forces behind him, who will never enter this world again.

If the evil god wins, the ownership of the evil god will be handed over to the God of Redemption, and the nascent consciousness of the "origin of the world" will be completely erased.

Lin Zian was chosen as the representative of "World Origin" to participate in this gambling game.