Time-Limited Hunt

When Shi Shanyan paused his hand holding the cigarette, he heard the camera in the hallway exploding, and the sound seemed to be smashed with a steel rod. +++ Popular Danmei novel: www.sto123.cc He crossed the body of 7-020 and did not see the light on the top floor.

The elevator did not respond, and the 7-020 card could not be swiped.

Shi Shanyan threw the 7-020 card and decided to go up the safe passage.

The card fell at his feet and was stepped on by him. The shoe print covers the position of the avatar, and it is a cross-dressing man with heavy makeup (yan).

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Li Hu was ecstatic about the situation in front of him. He thought Yan Junxun was sick. There were only three people left in the room. Neither he nor Lihua were close to Yan Junxun. Yan Junxun seemed to be beaten, but soon, he felt terrified.

The weird clown in the light screen covered his ears, and the laughter did not last for three seconds before he was kicked to the ground and rolled into the garbage dump. He rolled into his own background wall, and the background wall composed of cameras suddenly burst like a potato chip bag squeezed by a clown, instantly bursting into pieces of data, and the picture on the light screen was "呲啦" Flashes.

The clown has not disappeared. He cannot disappear because he does not have the authority to disappear.

"Who is ruling the world--" The clown shouted in the picture and was suspended. He waved his arms upside down, looking for Yan Jun's teeth: "Your eyes can see the world, everyone is under your gun. Yan Junxun, we will rule the world!"

Yan Junxun looked at the clown. The clown had the same face as Yan Junxun, but that was not true. Yan Junxun felt that the world was turning upside down, he didn't move and shot at the clown.

Lihua was yelling, but Li Hu saw Yan Junxun not moving.

But the gunshots exploded immediately in the picture, and the clown bounced in the light screen, just like he was really *blocked by keywords*. He just hangs like that, hangs his arms, *blocked keywords*. After a few seconds, the clown was resurrected. He grinned and said to the camera: "You (kill sha) can't kill me."

Yan Junxun shot the clown, just like he shot himself. Each time he accurately pointed at the clown's eyebrow.

Li Hu thought it was too absurd, he gradually could not tell where exactly the shot was! In reality, no one is moving, only the gunshots in the light screen are continuously ringing. Every time the gunshot sounded, a layer of blood spattered on the screen.

The clown yelled in the picture. He struggled with his arms and hugged his head. Yan Junxun fiddles with him and kills him, this is like a twisted masochistic game.

"You (killing sha) can't kill me..." The clown was dripping blood, the makeup on his face was flushed, he opened the corner of his mouth with his fingers, and smiled strangely towards Yan Junxun (lu). Welcome back, Yan Junxun."

Yan Junxun finally moved. He raised the gun and pressed it against his head.

The two people are separated by a light screen, but they look like a strange mirror.

"Don't shoot," the clown changed his expression in Yan Junxun's eyes, his arms clasped to the camera, begging panicly, "Don't shoot! Yan Junxun—" he was crazy Shouted, "(Fuck cao)! Stop! Yan Junxun!"

"I (kill Sha) can get rid of you," Yan Junxun saw through the clown's eyes like vines, and wrapped the clown tightly. He also (exposed) a slightly crazy smile, "Clown."

*Blocked keywords* was pulled.

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