Chapter 1000...

  Then, Yin Kuang and others temporarily put aside everything, closely following the back of the plot characters, especially that gymnastics girl Candice who is about to die. Since everyone already knows how she will die, saving her for the first time should be very easy. This is simply a free reward.

  Of course, everyone understands that their familiarity with the plot is an advantage, but it only goes so far. The first rescue was really not difficult at all, but what about the second and third times? Not to mention rescuing the characters in the story, they might even have to risk their own lives.

  The sense of crisis hanging in everyone's heart has intensified a bit more.

  Not far away, Tang Zhao Tian and his group heard Zhang Yun say anxiously: "Brother Tian, let's hurry up and follow those plot characters. Otherwise, the reward for this first rescue will be snatched by those people over there."

  Tang Zhao Tian patted Zhang Yun's shoulder and said, "Not bad, not bad. However, they are familiar with the plot, and we also know it. So as long as you dare to go to the scene of the accident in the evening, that will be enough. But before that, there is another thing you need to do."

  "Huh?"

  "Just then, a boy next to Tang Zhao Tian laughed and said: 'You haven't paid back the debt you owe to the God of Death yet. The God of Death can find you at any time. So you have to pay back the God of Death's debt first, otherwise it will drag us down with you. Then we won't take you with us.'"

  Zhang Yun saw that the young man was speaking with ease and comfort, seemingly not worried about the Grim Reaper at all. He couldn't help but feel curious in his heart. However, for now, the most important thing was to tightly hug the big tree in front of him. No choice, compared to the gloomy atmosphere on Yin Kuang's side, this side was full of vitality, and Zhang Yun, who only wanted to survive, would naturally choose this side without any surprise.

  "Stop, stop." Zhang Yun hastily asked, "Tian Ge, what...what should I do to repay the debt of death?" As Zhang Yun spoke, he thought to himself, "Could it be killing someone? But didn't Yin Kuang say that only by killing someone with a lifespan similar to mine can I repay the debt?"

  "As expected," said Tang Zhao Tian, "Later, I'll find someone for you to kill, and use his death to take your place. That way, the God of Death won't come looking for you again."

  "What?" Zhang Yun was stunned.

  "What's wrong, you're not daring?"

  It was still the boy next to Tang Zhao Tian, who saw him glaring at Zhang Yun with anger, his pointed mouth and chin still had a hint of evil spirit, and his eyes had a thick blood light.

  Zhang Yun said, "But... but is this useful? Yin Kuang said that only by killing someone with the same lifespan as us can we repay the debt to the god of death. Otherwise... otherwise the god of death won't acknowledge it."

  "What did you say?" Tang Zhao Tian's face changed slightly, his eyebrows furrowed tightly. "Say it again?"

  Zhang Yun was frightened and stuttered, "I... I..."

  "Bang!"

  A crisp slap rang out, and Zhang Yun's face immediately turned red. It was the pointed-mouthed boy who hit him, and after hitting him, he kicked him out with one foot, "What are you talking nonsense about? Do you believe that guy's words too? Besides, you're now hanging out with Tian Ge, do you trust Tian Ge or that bastard?" No one knew, but the boy who hit him was thinking in his heart: "Damn it! I've already stained my hands with blood, everyone here has stained their hands with blood, and you must be like us too!!"

  As expected, Tang Zhao Tian also expressed dissatisfaction with Zhang Yun Sheng after hearing this and said: "Hong Xing is right. Since you followed me, either you listen to me obediently and I'll ensure your safety. Or you can get out of here and stop confusing people's minds. Either way, having one more or less of you here doesn't make a difference."

  Zhang Yun rubbed his red and swollen face with a sense of grievance, feeling humiliated in his heart. Suddenly, he thought that maybe the other side would be better than this place. At least, no one had ever humiliated him like this before. But now, what could he do? To survive, Zhang Yun could only lower his head and bow his waist, "Yes, yes, I'll listen to Tian Ge."

  "Hmm!"

  Tang Zhao Tian let out a cold snort and led everyone away.

  Zhang Yun suddenly turned back to glance at the already deserted graveyard, and suddenly felt a chill on his cheek. He hastily turned around and followed up, "I don't want to die... I don't want to die..."

  ……

  Near dusk.

  In a certain cold and humid corner, Tang Zhao Tian was surrounded by a group of people. Several people were looking around in the distance, as if they were waiting for the wind.

  In the crowd, Zhang Yun looked at the American street vagabond in front of him who was tied up like a meat dumpling, and his whole body trembled involuntarily. The cold sweat had already soaked through his cheeks and back, making him feel no warmth in this chilly corner.

  That unkempt vagrant seemed to have sensed the end of his life, and didn't even struggle much. On that coal-black face, two eyes stared at Zhang Yun. His hands still held a metal lunchbox, inside which was all the money he had begged for this afternoon - one banknote and the rest were coins.

  Zhang Yun's hand grasped a pitch-black pistol, which was already equipped with a silencer.

  "Hey! Can't you hurry up a bit? Look, Tian Ge and everyone are waiting for you. The sun is about to set. That unlucky gymnastics girl might have already gone to the gymnasium. Are you trying to prevent everyone from getting the reward?" Hong Xing said with a pointed mouth and chin.

  "Right! It's just a matter of killing someone, one bullet and it's all over!"

  "After all, they're just vagrants, and we've been killing these stinky beggars anyway."

  "Damn it! You're a useless piece of crap. Tian Ge, let's just leave, and let this guy self-destruct on his own."

  A group of people, regardless of gender, were furious. It's unclear what psychology they had, but it seemed they desperately hoped Zhang Yun would kill the vagrant in front of him!

  Zhang Yun turned his head, looking at the people around him, and his face was filled with horror and fear. He suddenly felt that the faces of these classmates were so ugly. "Do they all want me to kill someone? Why? Have they already killed someone? Are their hands stained with blood, so they also want my hands to be stained with blood? That's right, it must be like this... But what should I do? Should I kill or not kill? If I kill him, can I get rid of the god of death? Really?"

  The surrounding din, on the other hand, sets off the dead silence of the dark corners.

  Meow——

  A sudden meow of a cat suddenly entered everyone's ears, and everyone held their breath for an instant.

  Suddenly, a thin and emaciated black cat jumped out from somewhere and landed on a trash can. Its eyes emitted a greenish glow, making everyone's skin crawl.

  That was a black cat that didn't go to the people not far away, but instead drilled into the trash can, rummaging for something and making an eerie metallic knocking sound.

  With a "clatter", the trash can fell to the ground, and an old toy car rolled out of the trash can. Then, the black cat appeared, carrying a headless fish in its mouth. It glanced at Tang Zhao Tian and the others before running off.

  "Ah! You scared me to death."

  Hong Xing patted his chest, then violently kicked Zhang Yun with a fierce kick. "Are you a man or not? Are you going to kill or not? If you don't kill me, I'll come and kill you. And I'll give the God of Death another free life." As he spoke, he reached out to grab Zhang Yun's gun.

  "Alright! I'll kill!"

  Zhang Yun let out a loud roar, using force to push Hong Xing away. He raised his hand and pointed the gun at the vagrant's forehead. His face changed expression constantly, seeming to be both crying and laughing: "Sorry..."

  Pfft!!

  The vagabond raised his head one last time, gazed up at the dim sky, and then fell to the ground.

  The money in the box was scattered all over the floor.

  "Alright." Tang Zhao Tian clapped his hands and said, "Let's go, we're going to the gymnasium now. Otherwise, someone else will snatch that 500-point reward." After saying that, he took the lead and left.

  The boys and girls all smiled with ease, and the gaze towards Zhang Yun also changed to no longer be so cold. Because now, Zhang Yun was just like them, a murderer, one of their own!

  One by one, they walked past Zhang Yun, and then one by one, they patted Zhang Yun's stiff shoulder.

  Zhang Yun swallowed hard, took one last look at the vagrant on the ground, and suddenly found that his eyes were wide open, staring at himself. Zhang Yun was so frightened that he let out a loud cry, threw away the stolen goods in his hand, and ran away.

  Hong Xing smiled and bent down to pick up the scattered money that belonged to the vagrant, "Anyway, you're dead and can't use it, might as well give it to me to buy a few packs of cigarettes. Hmm, 18 dollars, converted to RMB, is over 100 yuan. Alas, with inflation these days, 100 yuan doesn't go far." After saying that, he put the money in his pocket and didn't even bother with the gun on the ground, shouting "Hey, wait for me!"

  A cold and dark alley, with only a frozen corpse of a homeless man left.

  Sigh——

  A gust of cold wind blew by, and the toy car on the ground rolled and rolled until it reached the vagrant's side and bumped into his body.

  The vagrant's eyes, which had been glaring with anger, suddenly closed tightly...

  ……

  Beep Beep——

  During rush hour, the number of vehicles and pedestrians on the road gradually increased. Due to the well-developed traffic command system in American cities, although there were many people and cars, everything was in order. Of course, no matter which country, as long as there are roads and four-wheeled vehicles, there will be street racers. Especially at this moment when night is approaching, it's the most active time for street racers.

  Just then, the red light in front suddenly lit up, and two cool sports cars stopped at the intersection, letting out a beast-like howl. Unbeknownst to them, as soon as the red light changed, they would charge forward like predatory beasts.

  "Hey! Buddy, wanna race?" The window of the red sports car on the left rolled down, and a young man with iron rings of all sizes hanging from his head provocatively shouted at the blue sports car.

  The window of the blue sports car rolled down, revealing a punk-dressed thug leaning back comfortably with a look of satisfaction on his face. A blonde woman was lying sideways across his lap, her golden hair swaying up and down. It wasn't hard to imagine what they were doing.

  That little rascal took a glance at the red sports car, and sneered: "You...can't handle it. You're not my match......Oh, also, hurry up, baby!"

  It seems like it's almost H time, and the young punk slapped the blonde woman hard.

  "Hey!! Kid, I'll make you know that underestimating me 'Ghost Rider' comes with a price." Iron Ring shouted.

  "Oh, oh, Ghost Rider. Alright, alright. Anyway, the match still has some time left, let me show you what a real 'Ghost Rider' looks like. I... need to warm up first... Ah..." As he spoke, the young punk's voice grew higher and higher, almost reaching a soprano level.

  "Huh? Green light?" After the explosion, the young punk's eyes were dazed and he caught a glimpse of the red light across from him seemingly flashing, "Heh heh! Baby, let's hit the road..."

  One gear, one release, one press, a blue sports car suddenly speeds out!

  ……

  Not far away from a construction site, high up in the air, at a certain angle that is tilted outward, they are completing the last task of today, installing and fixing the last piece of glass wall.

  "Hey, Henry, are you okay? You don't look so good. Why don't you just head home early? It's just the last piece of glass anyway." a worker said.

  "Don't worry, I've been doing this job for thirty years," said Henry's worker.

  After finishing, apply structural adhesive on the glass wall, "You see, isn't it settled?"

  "Have you checked?"

  "Hey buddy, don't you trust me?" Henry was unhappy.

  "Not, not, not. Safety first." Then the worker roughly checked again and said: "Alright, let's go, guys. Time to get off work and head home."

  After finishing speaking, a group of workers left with smiles and laughter.

  However, inexplicably, one corner of the glass wall that had just been fixed suddenly lifted up...

  At the same time, a big hole was torn in the protective net outside.

  A gust of cold wind blew through the hole and shook the glass wall slightly.

  ……

  Tang Zhao Tian and his group left the alley and headed towards the gymnasium.

  On the road, Hong Xing suddenly patted Zhang Yun and said: "Hey, are you courting death? You're playing 'Fruit Ninja' while walking! Be careful or next time you'll be chopped like a fruit too!" Hong Xing seemed to think that Zhang Yun was easy to bully, and kept shouting at him all the way. But Zhang Yun just buried his head in his "Fruit Ninja" game, ignoring him.

  Until this moment, he suddenly burst out, "What did you say? Damn it! Do you really think I'm easy to bully?! Believe me or not, I can stab you with one knife right now?!" As he spoke, he threw away the AirPods in his hand and pushed Hong Xing against the wall on the side of the road.

  "What are you doing? What are you doing? Do you want to rebel?" Hong Xing shouted loudly, "Tian Ge, save me! This kid wants to kill me!"

  "Damn it!" Zhang Yun shouted, "I've had enough of you! Kill you? Fine, I'll take you down right now!"

  Who doesn't have a temper, everything has its limits. On the way, Zhang Yun was already in a bad mood, his mind full of the dead vagrant's staring eyeballs, and he didn't bother to pay attention to Hong Xing, that mad dog.

  But at this moment, he was really angry.

  Apart from that, he didn't think about anything else. The remnants of the evil energy on his face suddenly reignited his desire to kill, and his target was Hong Xing, who was like a mad dog.

  But before he could thrust out the knife, it was grasped by a strong and powerful hand. "You little brat, don't you see who's in charge here?"

  "It was he who provoked me first!" Zhang Yun glared at Tang Zhao Tian, gritting his teeth.

  "No matter who provoked whom, in my team, it is absolutely not allowed to have internal conflicts." Tang Zhao Tian said: "If you destroy my rules, then get out of here!" As for Hong Xing being the first to follow him, Tang Zhao Tian naturally had to protect him.

  Zhang Yun's head trembled, and he instinctively lowered his head, but the knife in his hand was gripped even tighter.

  "If you make any more trouble, get out of here. Let's go." Tang Zhao Tian coldly snorted and ignored him, turning to look at the two sleek red and blue sports cars in the middle of the road, thinking to himself: "When I have the means, I'll exchange one for a car like this..." Then he stepped onto the crosswalk to cross the street.

  Just as a group of people were about to cross the road, the blue sports car suddenly rushed out and charged towards a group of students from Class 1204.

  Bang! Bang!

  On the spot, several people were knocked to the ground. A few unlucky ones were even flattened underfoot. Fortunately, it was a car that had just started up and hadn't gained much speed yet, otherwise, with such a collision, they could have all been killed.

  "Damn it! Can't you drive?! You're killing me!" Hong Xing, who had been knocked to the ground, shouted loudly.

  However, a truck behind the blue sports car thought it was green and also drove forward - this driver's face was bright red, with one hand still holding a wine bottle, apparently driving drunk.

  It just so happened that at the moment the vehicle started, the truck driver's phone suddenly rang, and he lowered his head to pick it up, so he didn't see that there was still someone lying under the front of his car... And because of the roar of another red sports car, he also didn't hear the commotion in front.

  "Hong Xing!!"

  Everyone was shocked.

  Pfft!

  The huge weight of the truck crushed Hong Xing's body, blood bursting out, internal organs spilling all over the ground, splashing red and white onto Zhang Yun and others nearby.

  "Ah——"

  A girl let out a shrill cry.

  However, a "whooshing" sound of tearing through the air suddenly entered the ears of several people.

  Look up and see——

  A spinning piece of glass fell from the sky, like a flying dart, cutting off the five people huddled together at an angle!

  The upper body flew far away with the glass wall, while the lower body was still standing there, blood gushing out, internal organs scattered all over the ground, and it took a few seconds to fall.

  Zhang Yun's head, with a look of shock on his face, along with his shoulders and half an arm, flew through the air in a bloody parabola, finally rolling to the ground, and landed right under the tire of a car...

  Crack!