zhao po shan he wan duo
Chapter 48 The Assassin Uncle's Backstab
After withdrawing from the terrifying illusion of death, Shen Wei mentally cursed his evil god right hand! Perhaps knowing it was in the wrong, this time the evil god right hand remained silent.
"What clues can you see from one simulation? Be more generous, let's do it again."
The evil god right hand said shamelessly.
Shen Wei looked at the colorful-haired loli still shaking the lot, and finally nodded cautiously.
"Simulation start!"
My name is Shen Wei. When you hear my name, I may already be dead. Because I was pulled into an illusion by a strange Buddha statue with six eyes.
Here, I must draw a lucky lot in order to survive.
To be cautious, I avoided the bloody handprints on the lot container. I turned away to avoid the gaze of the six-eyed evil Buddha statue. I even supplied a large portion of my lifespan to my intelligent right hand.
Based on the lessons from last time, I analyzed that other composite numbers between 1 and 24 are all unlucky lots. Lucky lots are hidden within prime numbers. I firmly believe that the number 2 has a special meaning, so I used all my strength to draw lot number 2.
It wasn't until this moment that I understood that the meaning of the number 2 lies in its ability to represent my IQ.
That's right, I once again drew a death lot. Unsurprisingly, that six-eyed pervert once again shot me into a hornet's nest with lasers!
I died. Simulation ended.
Perhaps sensing that Shen Wei's expression was not good, his evil god right hand stealthily collected his lifespan.
"I advise you to do it again, because only through continuous verification can you determine what the final path to survival is..."
The evil god right hand fed Shen Wei a strong dose of toxic chicken soup, constantly tempting him to use the death simulation.
"Not needed for now, I already have a clue to the path of survival..."
The simulation time seemed long, but it was actually just a moment.
Shen Wei thoughtfully looked at the colorful-haired loli who was shaking the lot for divination. At this time, the colorful-haired loli was facing away from the six-eyed evil Buddha's gaze, shaking the lot container frantically.
Just as lot number 9 was about to jump out of the container, the flower-holding uncle facing Lilya suddenly pointed the pot of flowers at the colorful-haired loli, Lilya.
Lilya's action of shaking the container instantly froze. Her whole person seemed to be stopped in place by time. Lot number 9 fell back into the container, and lot number 14 fell out.
The moment lot number 14 landed, Lilya regained her actions, but when she saw the unlucky character on lot 14, she instantly lost control.
At this time, she looked angrily at Jack, the death marksman holding flowers.
"Why? Why did you hurt me?..."
The emotionally distraught colorful-haired loli Lilya roared angrily at the silent flower-holding uncle.
The poker-faced uncle holding flowers finally had a trace of expression on his face. The corners of his mouth twitched, revealing a contemptuous smile:
"Why? How ridiculous. Of course, it's for a path to survival. I have a strange artifact that can judge a person's luck attribute. Among us, your luck attribute is the highest, which is why I've been with you all along."
"I think you, with the highest luck attribute, will definitely draw a path to survival. The probability of lot number 9 being a lucky lot is very high, so this lot must be mine. I told you a long time ago, don't trust anyone but yourself, but you wouldn't listen, so naive..."
Looking at the ugly face of Jack, the death marksman, the colorful-haired loli Lilya instantly flew into a rage. She directly stained the two black daggers in her hand with blood, and then two ferocious and terrifying ghost shadows crawled out of her daggers, quickly rushing towards Jack, the death marksman holding flowers.
"Death Revolver: American Iaido!"
"Bang, bang, bang, bang..."
Jack, the death marksman, held the flowers in one hand and quickly drew his gun from his waist with the other. In less than a second, he fired six jet-black bullets. The bullets hit the two ferocious and terrifying black shadows like a storm, instantly bursting into团团 of black mist.
The two attacked terrifying ghost shadows immediately let out a shrill wail. The terrifying sound waves caused blood to seep from the mouths and noses of everyone present.
Although Jack, the death marksman, who was closest to the attack, was very miserable, this guy didn't forget to show off, and actually did a one-handed reload.
"I have to say, this guy's character is not good, but this one-handed reload is really cool..."
Shen Wei couldn't help but marvel in his heart.
"Tch, what's so cool about that? Back then, when this daddy took action, it was with earth-shattering power. Now that's what you call cool!"
The evil god right hand was not only very arrogant, but also liked to brag.
"Lot number 14, unlucky lot! We respectfully send the chosen one, Lilya, to the Western Paradise."
The corners of the six-eyed evil Buddha statue's mouth sketched a strange smile. Then, his six half-open and half-closed eyes suddenly opened, and six green beams shot out from his evil eyes, hitting Lilya's body. Lilya's body quickly turned into black ashes.
Before Lilya died, she seemed to have thought of something, and looked at Jack, the death marksman, with a look of horror!
"I remember now, you..."
Before Lilya could finish speaking, the flesh and blood of her body had already turned into black ashes, leaving only a snow-white skeleton.
The two terrifying ghost shadows that were about to touch Jack, the death marksman, were also sucked into the two black daggers with ghost heads like a reversed movie.
Then, these two strange daggers suddenly disappeared in place.
Shen Wei raised his head and looked strangely at Jack, the death marksman, who had a calm expression, and then fell into deep thought.
"Well said, well said! Everyone, there is no need to be sad. This female benefactor finally doesn't have to suffer in the mortal world and can go to the Western Paradise. It is indeed a fortunate thing! Amitabha..."
The six-eyed evil Buddha statue had a compassionate smile on his face, and his eyes became half-open and half-closed again, constantly chanting the Buddha's name.
"If it's such a good place, why don't you go?"
An untimely voice suddenly sounded. The compassionate smile on the six-eyed evil Buddha statue's face froze, and everyone focused their attention on Shen Wei, who had a playful smile on his face.
"Impolite fool, don't say anymore, it will be dangerous..."
The blonde little nun anxiously tugged at Shen Wei's sleeve.
"Amitabha, this benefactor is joking. My responsibility is to save all living beings and send all the people suffering in the mortal hell to the Western Paradise. As the saying goes, if hell is not empty, I vow not to become a Buddha!..."
"Hehe, when the forest grows big, all kinds of birds appear. A prisoner of war who is being used as a plaything by a terrifying existence dares to speak wildly! Still saving all living beings, it's really hilarious for this daddy..."
"I have to say, when it comes to arguing, I still have to look at my hand brother..."
Shen Wei and his strange right hand sang in harmony, directly putting the six-eyed evil Buddha statue into a state of self-doubt. He ignored Shen Wei and his right hand, and instead turned his attention to Jack, the death marksman holding flowers.
"My Buddha is merciful, this benefactor, it's your turn..."