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"Mo Wang, what exactly do you want from me?" The desperate Wen Ziheng didn't expect the frenzied Mo Wang to feel any pity.

"I want you to kneel in front of me, kowtow to me, and confess to me. You are just my pet, my toy. I haven't played enough, but you ran away by yourself. Whose house have you seen?" The toy can still run on its own, and I know what you have in the mind of a school bully." Mo Wang said, turning his head to look at the dagger in his hand, and chuckled lightly.

"Do you think it's so easy to escape? Since I was seven years old, I have sworn that I will never let anyone abandon my chance in this life. Only I am qualified to say GAMEOVER, but you are very I want to challenge my bottom line, so I can only regret to tell you that your challenge failed, and everything you have suffered now is the price you should bear.”

Mo Wang slowly moved the blade away from Wen Ziheng's neck, then turned it lightly in his hand again, the dagger turned around, and then he forced the handle into Wen Ziheng's hand.

"Don't you want to commit suicide? Let's start, It's showtime, although I'm the only viewer, I hope you won't feel too lonely." Mo Wang slowly pushed two steps towards him, leaving only Wen Ziheng holding the knife handle It "stands in harmony with the pile of embers next to it".

Wen Ziheng slowly raised the dagger in his hand to his eyes. Although the sharp blade was no longer illuminated by the flames, it still released a frightening gloomy light.

"Mo Wang, if you give me the knife, aren't you afraid that I will use it to stab you into your body?" There was an intriguing smile on Wen Ziheng's face, it was dark, cold, and there was no way to escape the sadness.

"Oh, is it? If you really have such courage, it will impress me. Maybe you can try, but don't forget, even if you can understand me with a single knife, you may not be the only one who will be buried with me at that time." people"

In Mo Wang's words, he was obviously implying Wen Ziheng's grandma. As Mo Wang said, if he was really impulsive today, what would grandma do?

"I have slept with so many women in China, but they have taught me an idiom, it seems to be called a couple of days, a hundred days of grace, right? Although we are not a couple, you are indeed the best in bed, so, I I can promise you that when you die, I will take care of your grandma until she meets God, how about it, DEAL?"

Mo Wang didn't seem to be afraid of the dagger in Wen Ziheng's hand at all, he even took a few steps forward on purpose, and in the end, the two of them were almost close to each other, as long as Wen Ziheng slightly turned his wrist, he could accurately grasp the dagger. This sharp dagger is pierced like Mo Wang's heart

Seeing Wen Ziheng's painful expression, Mo Fan felt extremely happy in his heart. He just wanted to punish Wen Ziheng severely, punish him for leaving without saying goodbye in that house, and punish him for daring to use his secret as a threat , to punish him for rushing into the sea of ​​flames regardless of everything because of Xiao Indium's poster today.

Looking at the shadow projected by Mo Wang on his body, Wen Ziheng closed his eyes. Suddenly, he held up the dagger in his hand, pointed the tip of the knife at the position of his heart, and stabbed straight down with force.

The sharp blade was instantly covered with bright red blood, and Wen Ziheng opened his eyes in horror.

With a little force, Mo Wang easily snatched the dagger from Wen Ziheng's palm, and put the blood-stained dagger back into his pocket, as if nothing had happened just now, but the bright red blood on the ground became an unbearable phenomenon. Obliterated traces.

"Mo Wang, you... your hand" At this moment, the bright red blood was beating drop by drop along Mo Wang's fingertips on the cold concrete floor, Wen Ziheng wanted to reach out his hand, but his body was as stiff as steel.

"I said, this is your punishment, and this will also be your hell. I will let you be trapped in this hell for the rest of your life, so you can enjoy it." Mo patted his bloody palm on the ground. She touched Wen Ziheng's face, then knocked his shoulder away with her body, and walked straight in front of him.

Until Mo Wang's heavy footsteps were completely silent, Wen Ziheng suddenly knelt down on the ground weakly, he stretched out his palm, and wiped his wet cheek vigorously, the bright red blood was like a scorching brand, deeply imprinted on the skin. into his palm, never to linger again.

After Wen Ziheng went to the film company to say good things, he received a batch of new posters and banners, and then returned to the venue to arrange all the display racks and promotional materials by himself. It was already five o'clock in the morning of the next day.

When he dragged his tired body out of the auditorium, the peaceful night in his memory had completely disappeared.The first gleam of dawn suddenly lit up in the sky, and the heavy rain that fell in the second half of the night made the morning breeze still lingering with a hint of coolness, and the air was also filled with a moist fragrance. Wen Ziheng straightened his chest, He took a deep breath, raised his arms, and stretched his body to the maximum extent. In the silence around him, he could clearly hear the "click" sound of the spine on his back.

After a big lazy waist, most of the sleepiness of the whole night was gone.Suddenly, he quickly turned around and ran back to the auditorium, but when he came out of the basketball court again with the broom, the scorched mass had already been washed away by the heavy rain last night, and even the stains that had been soaked in the concrete floor All the blood was gone.

At [-] o'clock in the morning, under the arrangement of Yu Keke, Xiao Indium walked into the auditorium of Xicheng Polytechnic with the promotion team of the film company. The routines of all the roadshows were similar, showing the collective interview of the main creators, and then the producer telling the original intention of the production , or add some live audience interaction, and finally the chicken soup encouragement of "What dreams do you have".

In terms of appearance alone, Xiao Indium's looks are naturally not inferior to those two leading actors, but his outfit today is still full of hats and scarves, eyes and earphones, and there are only a pair of nostrils left on his face, and The dark gray coat was actually perfectly integrated with the background panel behind him.

According to the procedure set early in the morning, the last part of today's road show will be to ask the guests on stage to answer a question from the audience in turn. Wen Ziheng has arranged Xiao Indium's position at the end in advance, and when it is Xiao Indium's turn to answer, As a staff member, he will remind the host that the time is over, and then let the host directly say the conclusion.

When the host said the words "answer in turn", Wen Ziheng obviously saw Xiao Indium's body tremble suddenly, and he felt a little funny in his heart. Seeing Xiao Indium's head buried deeper and deeper, Wen Ziheng quietly walked from the stage Walking sideways to the stage, he took advantage of the moment he handed over the microphone to Xiao Indium, and gently said "don't worry" to Xiao Indium, but at this moment, Xiao Indium, who was quiet the whole time, suddenly grabbed onto Xiao Indium with all his strength. Wen Ziheng's right hand, and looking up at him with a panicked face, Wen Ziheng thought he was too nervous, so he continued to whisper "don't worry" to him, but seeing that Xiao Indium was already so headache that he couldn't open his eyes point, he suddenly reacted

It turned out that this was because of his own upcoming accident.