I'm Not a Theatre God

Chapter 294 Chronic Death

"Huh..."

"Huh... cough cough..."

"Damn... why is it so cold?"

On the snow-covered road, a figure in a thick fur coat was running with gritted teeth, and the steaming white mist floated out from the corners of his mouth, condensing into tiny ice crystals in a moment...

Yan Shang didn't know how far he had run. Anyway, when he looked back, he could no longer see the chaotic scene on Century Avenue, and no one was chasing him, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

Since he established the Star Chamber of Commerce, he has never exercised so vigorously. Just a few minutes of running was like draining his body.

"That group of idiots... don't they know to drive the car forward?"

Yan Shang could have made a fortune and sat in the car calmly and drove straight to the station of the boundary train. Century Avenue was not far away and could be reached in a few minutes, but now these few minutes of distance seemed extremely long in his eyes.

Just as Yan Shang cursed the Red Heart 6 and his useless subordinates, a car slowly drove around the corner.

Seeing the license plate of the car, Yan Shang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately quickened his pace and ran to the car... It was their Chamber of Commerce's car!

Seeing Yan Shang running over, the car stopped wisely. As Yan Shang opened the door and got in, his body finally warmed up a little.

"President, there were a lot of people on Century Avenue just now, so I'm late." The driver apologized.

"Not late! You're just in time!"

Yan Shang collapsed on the back seat, panting, "Hurry... drive!"

"Okay, President."

As the car slowly started, Yan Shang saw the streets receding outside the window, and he was very happy. He finally didn't have to run to the station by himself. The temperature outside was so low that even if he ran over, he would probably only have half his life left.

"Strange... Is this the direction to the station?" Yan Shang saw the car slowly turning and driving into a remote road, and a hint of doubt appeared in his eyes.

"President, there are people everywhere on the main road, and there are frozen bodies on the ground. We can't drive through."

Yan Shang nodded slightly, and was about to close his eyes to relax, when he suddenly thought of something,

"That's not right... You have been with me just now, how do you know that road can't be taken?"

The driver held the steering wheel with one hand, turned his head to look at the back seat, and chuckled,

"Guess?"

A human skin mask fell from the driver's face, and at the same time, a gun was already aimed at the terrified Yan Shang in the back seat, and the trigger was pulled!

Bang——!

The power of Judgment burst out from the muzzle, like a silent bullet that can decompose everything, and shot at Yan Shang's eyebrows in the blink of an eye. Yan Shang's face suddenly changed!

At this moment, Yan Shang's pocket suddenly exploded, and a green light burst out of thin air, colliding with the deconstruction bullet, and wiped it out in the air in the blink of an eye.

Heart 6]? ! !

Taking advantage of this momentary gap, Yan Shang opened the car door in fear, and jumped out with all his strength, regardless of the fact that the car was still moving!

He rolled on the ground for several circles like a ball, and mud and snow instantly covered the surface of the expensive fur coat. Yan Shang felt like he was falling apart... But now he couldn't care so much, he got up from the ground in a mess, and stumbled away to escape!

Chen Ling sat in the car, slowly braked the car, looked at the panicked figure through the rearview mirror, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

"You have a lot of sacrificial vessels, right? I want to see how many times you can save yourself?"

The cold wind howled on the deserted road.

Since there were few houses nearby and no buildings to block the view, the temperature here was even lower than that in the city center. Yan Shang's eyelashes and lips were almost frozen. He endured the stinging pain on his face and walked forward desperately.

He never expected that the Red Heart 6 would chase him and torture him in this way...

To be honest, if the Red Heart 6 really confronted him head-on, Yan Shang would not be afraid. As long as he threw out three or four sacrificial vessels in one breath, even if he couldn't kill the Red Heart 6, he could still delay him for a few minutes. But the other party just didn't play by the rules. This unexpected assassination made him have no idea where the crisis would come from, so he naturally couldn't respond.

Yan Shang ran wildly on the road for less than two minutes, and he was so cold that he couldn't walk. He felt that his breathing began to weaken and his steps became heavier, as if he would fall down completely soon... He knew he had to find a way to keep warm.

Just then, he saw a family gathered around a pot of burning coal at the corner of the road. The red coal was emitting the last light and heat in the cold winter, like a miniature sun.

Yan Shang's eyes suddenly became straight, and he staggered in that direction. His legs softened and he knelt down next to the stove.

Seeing someone suddenly appear, the whole family was startled and looked at him in doubt, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Let me warm up for a while... Let me warm up for a while! Just a while!" Yan Shang tremblingly took a jade from his hand and put it next to the stove, "Take this thing, I give it to you."

The leading man was stunned for a moment, shook his head, and returned the jade to Yan Shang.

"No need, anyway, it's just one more place... This coal was exchanged for our family's savings. If one more person can be rescued, the money spent will be more worthwhile."

"Yes, we just rescued an uncle and didn't ask him for money." The child next to him said.

Yan Sheng was stunned for a moment, "Has anyone else been here on the road just now?"

"Yes, he is sitting opposite you."

Yan Sheng looked in the direction the child pointed and saw a figure in a brown coat sitting opposite the stove, looking at him with a smile...

"We meet again, President Yan."

The next moment, the muzzle of a gun was slowly raised.

boom--!

Yan Sheng screamed. This time, no cyan light bloomed on his body. A big hole was opened in his shoulder and he fell to the ground on his back.

It's him! ! It's him again! !

At the same time, Yan Sheng quickly reached into his pocket with his other hand and crushed something unknown. Then the surrounding space suddenly stagnated, and Chen Ling and others were all frozen.

Severe pain came from Yan Sheng's shoulder, making him extremely pale. While wailing, he climbed up from the ground and stumbled away... At this moment, he had no intention of resisting at all, and just wanted to fight for his life. Stay away from this 6 of hearts, fear has completely taken over his mind.

Perhaps it was because the weather was too cold, and Yan Sheng's shoulders soon lost all feeling. He walked around the corner and returned to the city. There were suddenly more burning stoves and residents keeping warm around him.

Yan Sheng no longer dared to stop to keep warm, but gritted his teeth and walked towards the station... He knew that he was already very close to the station.

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