Five minutes ago.

The lava erupted and Long Shi, who hit at a high speed exceeding 50 bytes, rushed Lin Nian out to a hundred meters away in less than two or three seconds. Ye Sheng and No. 13, who survived, were inevitably attacked.

In the aftermath of the impact, countless whirlpools appeared around them, and the water flow was disrupted by high temperature and hormones. The huge force caused their bodies in the water to stagger around, making it difficult to distinguish between east, west, and north.

However, this was a perfect moment for Shutoku Aki to escape from trouble. No one expected that a dragon would break through the bronze wall and attack them. Naturally, No. 13 also behaved quite numbly in this unexpected situation.

Claw He couldn't bear it. After hurriedly retreating with the hostage to avoid the lava eruption, he was swept up by the turbulent current and swirled in the water like a windmill.

It was at this moment that Shutoku Aki's left hand touched the emergency diving knife inserted inside the flipper. After pulling out the knife, she stabbed it behind her without thinking. Then a large number of bubbles surged up behind her, and there was no doubt that she was stabbed.

No. 13 was hit. Although it did not hit the fatal part, it still successfully punctured the side of the thigh, which is critical for diving. I don’t know if the artery was cut, otherwise the blood loss in the artery would have been enough for him to drink a pot.

"Damn it!" No. 13 subconsciously cursed when he felt the severe pain, and pulled the trigger with his finger, but the muzzle of the gun was grabbed by Aki Shutoku and he lifted it up with force, while pressing the gun with his other hand.

He pressed No. 13's finger on the trigger, forcing him to empty the entire magazine.

Amidst the roar of huge gunfire, Ye Sheng in the distance kept closing the distance with his gun but did not dare to shoot. Now Aki and No. 13 were simply dancing an underwater pas de deux, spinning, twisting, and interlacing, no matter what he fired.

No matter who the gun hits, the guy hit by the bullet will definitely die in such deep water. He doesn't dare to bet on Yaji's luck and his own shooting skills.

"Go away!" No. 13 tried his best to kick Aki in the waist to separate the two of them. At the last moment, he endured the pain in his waist and the pressure imbalance caused by the gas embolism, and held on with one hand.

The safety rope of the brass tank behind Aki wanted to bring this thing to him.

Aki drew the knife and wanted to make a bloody incision on No. 13's arm, but at this critical moment, No. 13 actually withstood the symptoms of black eyes, difficulty breathing and other symptoms caused by the pressure imbalance, and exploded with a huge force.

The force grabbed Aji's wrist, and the force that exploded after the muscles contracted directly crushed Aji's wrist bone.

Severe pain rushed to the top of his head like carbon dioxide. Aki screamed and tried to withdraw his hand. The sharp diving knife directly cut through the tight safety rope. The brass tank was pulled by the ropes on both sides like a top.

Take it out!

The only contact between the two was severed and they separated quickly. Ye Sheng raised his gun without hesitation and prepared to shoot. But when his eyes met No. 13's face, he was suddenly shocked as if he had been struck by lightning. He was originally placed there.

The finger on the trigger could not be pulled off.

The muzzle of the gun seemed to be frozen in the air. Ye Sheng remained motionless, watching helplessly as the man fled down on his hands and feet like a drowning landlubber, clumsily paddling towards the huge gap created by the Dragon Warrior.

Go, leave Bronze City, and disappear from his sight.

After a moment, his whole body shivered, as if a chill had surged up, and his eyes were full of confusion and fear, as if he could not understand the indescribable changes that had occurred on No. 13, nor could he understand him.

At that moment, my whole body was frozen and I couldn't move.

The 'snakes' all curled back into his mind, and the spirit spirits were not released, but they were unwilling to leave, as if they had seen something terrifying.

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No. 13 escaped from the Bronze City and swam out from the side and bottom of the Bronze City. The city behind him rumbled underwater like clouds of thunder, but he could not hear anything now. The severe pain of the wound and the imbalance of pressure,

And the leakage of oxygen tortured him all the time. The only thought he could keep was to leave and escape from this place of right and wrong. He wanted to live, no matter what, he wanted to live.

During this process, he didn't even notice that he was being pointed at a fatal gun. As long as Ye Sheng pulled the trigger and hit him, he would fall asleep in this ancient city and become one of those piles of bones. No one cares about a hunter.

Life or death, because accidental death is always the fate of people like them.

But just like what other peers and even websites say about him, No. 13 has good luck, and his luck has always been good.

Swimming into the dark deep water, he had difficulty breathing due to the unbalanced pressure. His whole body felt like he was wandering in front of the threat of death. The darkness came like a tide, drowning his limbs and his five senses.

What followed was coldness, boundless coldness. After leaving the hot water that was used to warm Yanling in the Bronze City, the broken diving suit was filled with cold river water, as if countless hands were hugging and caressing it.

Touching every inch of his skin, however, he didn't like this feeling. After all, the owner of these hands was not a dancer in a New York strip shop. The owner of these hands was called death.

Are you going to die?

He thinks about this problem every day, and now it seems like he thinks of this problem for the first time. Panic and fear fill his heart. He thought he had been prepared from the beginning when he got involved in this industry, but now it seems that he

Never prepared.

No one can be calm in the face of death, no one can.

In a daze, he struggled to slide his arms forward. The wound on his waist that seemed to have injured his internal organs became more and more numb due to the cold. This was a good thing, but if the wound also numbed his whole body, it might be a tragedy.

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No. 13 didn’t know which direction he was swimming now, but he only knew that he had to swim. He tried his best to open his eyes wide but could not see anything. His strength disappeared inch by inch, and death was getting closer and closer to him. What was in front of him was

In the darkness, with the sound of water buzzing in his ears, he breathed in the air in the oxygen mask. In a daze, his emotions began to gradually calm down.

Judging from the current situation, he should have watched the revolving door, right? He looked back on everything in his life and died generously. But he had no life to look back on, and death seemed not so generous. He was stabbed in the waist by a little girl and he bled to death. Why?

It's a bit sad to think about it

At this time, No. 13 was still thinking about everything. He felt that he must have been infected by the bad words of his friend who played "StarCraft", but it was okay? At least it wouldn't be too uncomfortable to die.

, putting a full stop on the bad words may not necessarily lead to the position of a funny character instead of a villain who can be seen everywhere and is killed.

Thoughts were wandering endlessly. At this time, No. 13 actually heard some sounds in his ears. Should they be human voices? It was like the voice of an acquaintance that suddenly sounded in his ears after staying up late. That hazy sound should not have appeared in the hundred meters.

The call from the depths

"The so-called fate of abandoning one's clan is to cross the wilderness, raise the battle flag again, and return to one's hometown."

"Maybe we will die, but don't be afraid, Constantine, death is not terrible, it is just a long sleep."

"You are good food, but if Constantine eats you, he will be too lonely. You will be the only one with me for thousands of years."

"Instead of trekking alone, it is better to fall into deep sleep. After a thousand years, we wake up, trek thousands of miles, and eventually return to our hometown."

What are you doing?

Some bright clips flashed before No. 13's black eyes. Those clips were something he had never seen before. Whether it was in his past life or clips from movies and TV series, he had never seen anything like that.

screen.

In the picture, there are two men in white robes, one big and one small. They stand on the cliff overlooking the vast Three Gorges and the Yangtze River. The spring breeze blows from the other side of the mountain and rolls up their plain robes.

Holding hands, looking at the world, but only seeing each other.

With cool lines and a pretentious look at the mountains and hills, why is his marquee such a weird thing?

No. 13's mind was a little confused. He breathed hard but felt his lungs tightened. It seemed that the air in the compressed gas bottle was about to run out. Now he was still under the rock formation forty meters. He should die soon, right?

I heard that drowning is the most painful way to die, which is really unlucky, but as long as I don’t take off my oxygen mask, I will probably die from hypoxia? Which is worse, death from hypoxia or drowning? If it’s the former, should I take off my mask?

Down?

In a hazy state, the scene in front of No. 13 became more real. The more he looked at it, the more real the sense of presence became. It was as if he had really stood on that cliff a long time ago and the strong wind was blowing. His whole figure seemed to be flying.

It's like getting up and riding the wind to reach immortality.

He was holding a half-year-old child by his hand, closing his eyes and feeling the flying comfort. Who was that child? When did he know the other person? Why did that child look at him and only have eyes for himself.

"elder brother"

Someone shouted in his ear.

Oh, it turns out he is his younger brother.

Thoughts on the 13th.

Suddenly he seemed to have figured out something in his head, but the next moment a muffled thunder sounded, and at the same time countless pictures were piled up and squeezed together and flashed past his eyes. He had no time to look, and he only felt that the pictures in those pictures were

An ancient, majestic and solemn aura gushed out, making him extremely close and awe-inspiring, but what he was more familiar with was the cold loneliness hidden beneath everything.

elder brother.

In the words "brother", the person who calls him is so lonely, like an abandoned puppy, looking at you across a street with heavy rain, asking you why you don't want him anymore.

The heavy rain hit his face, and the deafening sound of the thunderstorm dragged him out of his daze and into reality!

"Cough cough cough"

Coughing violently, No. 13, lying flat on the cold and wet beach on the bank of the Yangtze River, raised his hand and pulled off his oxygen mask. While breathing hard, his chest protruded, as if he was trying to inject all the air into his lungs.

, he coughed while inhaling, and the pain of lack of oxygen when coughing made him eager to continue inhaling.

The heavy rain poured down on him. No. 13 looked at the sky with dark clouds mixed with white light, and then looked at the mountains of the Three Gorges on both sides of the Taiwan Strait, feeling a little dazed.

He actually returned to the shore, back to the bank of the Yangtze River with a water depth of one hundred meters.

He reluctantly stood up and covered the wound on his waist. It might be due to the water pressure or some other reason. The wound stopped bleeding, but he could still feel a trace of phantom pain.

How did you get up here?

Maybe he was lucky? But this is no longer a problem that luck can explain.

But no matter what, he was still "lucky" in the end. He escaped from a certain death situation, but he didn't know the reason.

The lingering fear caused by death made him just glance at the Monyach on the river in the distance, then gave up the idea of ​​going deeper into it, turned around and staggered into the black night without looking back, as if he was avoiding it.

What thing is running away into the night? Since you choose to run away, run away far away and never come back again in your life.

The water flowed up in the river, and the lava-colored light flashed away. It was not until the figure of No. 13 disappeared into the night that the rugged and hard black back split the water, sank, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

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Underwater, Bronze City.

He left on the 13th, and the ominous feeling gradually ended. Ye Sheng stayed in place for a long time. Undoubtedly, he also missed a lot of things during this period.

"Aki!" Ye Sheng looked at Shuudoku Aki, who was floating downwards, and wanted to rescue him, but Shuudoku Aki covered his twisted wrist and suddenly changed direction and started to dive.
To be continued...