The thin man sat on the ground with a pale face and dim eyes.

He was unwilling and unwilling.

Now think about it, if all the speculations are true.

Then, this mental hospital must have problems, big problems!

Those who are obviously warriors but willing to stay in the mental hospital as mental patients must have been left like this.

It's not that they don't want to leave, but they can't leave!

When the thin man thought that the two of them would become members of this mental hospital in the future and guard the fourth floor for a lifetime, he felt a pain like a knife in his heart.

Damn...

If they had known that the process of searching for the Black Cloud Evil God would be so dangerous, they would never participate in this matter!

What mission can't they accept?

Why do they have to accept such a dangerous one?

Now, not only can the two of them not get the bounty, but they can't retreat now, and can only stay in this mental hospital for a lifetime!

Just thinking about it, the thin man regretted it and wanted to die.

If I had known this would happen, I would have regretted it!

"There is no way..."

The tall fat man also sat down, smiled bitterly, and wanted to make a joke to ease the dull atmosphere, but he opened his mouth and finally said nothing.

He couldn't say anything.

The situation in front of him was worse than any dangerous situation.

A way out?

There was no way to find it.

There were only two ways left for them.

One: be trapped to death in this stairwell, and soon they would starve to death or die of thirst due to food shortage and lack of drinking water.

Two: go back to the fourth floor, be a mental patient there for the rest of your life, guard the fourth floor, and never get out again.

They didn't want to choose any of these two ways.

But they had no choice.

"Forget it... just wait to die, Brother Dong, the previous shot was not fired by me."

The thin man was also calm. Anyway, he couldn't get out anyway, so he might as well die here.

At least, he didn't have to go to the fourth floor to guard the door for the rest of his life.

Although they are not good people, they are also ambitious.

Guarding the door on the fourth floor for a lifetime and being a mental patient for a lifetime is more painful than killing them.

"It's really not you?"

The tall fat man was stunned and asked again.

"It's up to you to believe it or not. On the day of the mission, we were equipped with rifles, but you were shot by a pistol bullet. If you don't believe it, you can look at the wound now. If you still doubt me after such evidence is presented, then I have nothing to say."

The thin man took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one, took a deep breath, and then exhaled a large puff of smoke, saying lightly.

Since he had decided to die, the thin man let go and didn't care anymore.

People who look down on life and death are actually very scary.

Because nothing in the world can stop him anymore.

"I believe you."

The tall fat man was silent for a while, took out a cigarette from the cigarette box in the thin man's hand, lit it, and said lightly.

He already believed what the thin man said.

I was indeed shot by a pistol bullet.

Moreover, after I was shot, it was the thin man who would rather risk failing the mission to drag me back from the battlefield.

I was so angry just now because I didn't expect this level.

Now calm, the fat tall man has understood that he misunderstood the thin short man.

Friendship between men is sometimes very complicated.

But it is also very simple.

After figuring out the knot in their hearts, the fat tall man and the thin short man smiled at each other, and the previous grievances had dissipated with the wind.

No one explained, and no one emphasized themselves.

Everything is unspoken.

"You really prefer to die here than go to the fourth floor?"

Suddenly, an old voice sounded behind the two of them.

"Who?!"

The thin short man and the fat tall man looked at each other, as if they had grown springs, and suddenly jumped up, then turned around and glared at the back.

In just this moment, the two had already set their postures.

Ready to fight!

After all, dark force warriors are a minority of masters in the world.

Except for the retainers of the hidden families, dark force masters are already the focus of Tianjin Guards.

If the dark force masters don't have any skills, how can they be focused on by Tianjin Guards?

The tyranny of dark force masters can be seen at this moment!

"Don't be excited, don't be so excited."

The owner of the old voice is the bald old man who is waiting impatiently on the fifth floor. He is wearing a white vest, flowered shorts, and a pair of old man's slippers.

He looks like an ordinary old man who guards the door.

The thin man and the fat tall man looked at each other, full of doubts.

In this weird stairwell, how could there be an ordinary old man?People?

This is absolutely impossible!

This old man is definitely not simple!

It is very likely that he is the Black Cloud Evil God they are looking for.

Thinking of this, the two of them immediately sounded the alarm in their hearts, and their hands that were in a posture began to tremble slightly.

The two of them looked solemn.

If it is really that person, it is not a good thing to show up now.

"Don't be nervous. To be honest, I am a little impatient waiting. If you are not unwilling to compromise before death, I will never show up."

The bald old man picked his nose and put one hand on the railing. He wanted to lean on it, but suddenly his palm slipped and the whole person fell headfirst.

The two were shocked, fearing that it was some terrible trick, and they dodged and waited for it.

But they didn't expect...

The bald old man really didn't stand firmly.

He rolled wildly on the stairs and rolled all the way to the edge of the fourth floor before he stopped.

"Ouch... Ouch, fuck... Aren't you sent by the Jiang family to find me? Why don't you help me... Fuck... If I fall, how can you report to the Jiang family? Two idiots!"

The bald old man looked like he was almost killed. He held his waist and stood up tremblingly.

The rolling along the way left a lot of injuries on his face.

His nose and face were swollen.

This time, the fat tall man and the thin short man were really confused.

How could the famous Black Cloud Evil God fall like this?

According to his strength, let alone rolling down the stairs, even if he rolled down from the 45th floor, he shouldn't fall like this, and he shouldn't be injured at all!

Did they find the wrong person? Is it just a coincidence that this old man appears here?

"Don't think about it, come and help me, aren't we going to the Jiang family? Let's go!"

The bald old man saw the two people looking at him with suspicious eyes, and he became furious. If it weren't for his waist pain, he would have wanted to jump up and down.

Helplessly, the two looked at each other and could only walk over and take the old man downstairs.

Anyway, their purpose is to find the Black Cloud Evil God.

Since the old man said he is, let's take him away first...

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