The motorcycle's engine roared weakly, as the black smoke from the tattered tail pipe instantly dissipated into the misty rain. Sanzi's motorcycle was an old model that had been sold countless times, otherwise it wouldn't have been sold to him at a low price of 3 digits. At present, the small road by the beach was incomparably muddy, Sheyan endured the intense jolting and pain, pushing the throttle to the maximum and holding onto the steering wheel tightly, trying his best to lower his body. His ears could hear the creaking sounds of the old motorcycle, his heart couldn't help but worry if the motorcycle would break apart into a pile of parts in the next second.
Hearing the faint shouts from behind, Sheyan's lips curled into a mocking sneer. No matter how slow Huashan Fei was, he should have already discovered the news of Xide's death. He would definitely be like an ant on a hot pan, his situation wouldn't be any better than Sheyan's. At most he would just die, since Uncle Dasi and Sanzi had already escaped, while Huashan Fei still had his family to take care of. Once the violent and cruel Black Devil heard the news of his son's death, he would definitely need a channel to vent his anger. Huashan Fei and his family would also be in a precarious situation.
There were many pursuers behind, Sheyan knew the concept of 'more haste, less speed'. The pursuers were all chasing in a single breath, after a long time, they would naturally lose their endurance. After jolting for an entire 10 minutes, the end of this muddy path was just 10 metres away. The smooth cement road was just inches away. Sheyan exhaled a long breath, his lips curled into a smile. As long as he stepped onto the cement road, those thugs chasing after him on bicycles and legs would never be able to catch up even if they died of exhaustion. No matter how tattered this motorcycle was, it would still be able to outrun them.
But right at this moment, the engine of this broken motorcycle suddenly emitted several coughing sounds like an old man. Then, without any warning, the engine noise abruptly stopped. Sheyan's eyes widened, he couldn't believe such a dramatic ending. But facts were facts. While Sheyan's joyous mood suddenly plummeted, those hatchet men who no longer harbored any hopes of winning the lottery became ecstatic, as they charged forward while cursing.
Sheyan wasn't vexed, or rather he didn't have the time to be vexed, he abandoned the motorcycle and ran away. In order to make the pursuers more cautious, he held onto the empty 54 in his hand.
When the pursuers finally caught up, Sheyan was already clutching his stomach as he ran a few hundred metres away on the cement road 703. Blood dripped down from his fingers, leaving a clear trail of blood on the ground. His target was a large scale construction site by the side.
A processing plant was being built at the construction site. Both the office building and the production plant were half-completed. The construction of the outer wall had probably been stopped due to the typhoon. The terrain there was complex, it was easy to dodge, and more importantly to Sheyan, there was a high possibility of finding a bicycle or motorcycle. Hence, it became his first choice.
While Sheyan endured the pain and climbed over the wall, three of the pursuers had already reached the bottom of the wall. They could clearly see the fresh blood stains on the wall, they excitedly cursed out loud, obviously thinking that the $500,000 bonus was already within their reach. Sheyan clutched his stomach, stumbling along the wall, he turned into a building that was undergoing renovation. Although he was forced into a desperate situation, Sheyan's eyes remained resolute and fierce. He carefully pondered for a moment, casually tossing the empty 54 pistol to the ground, he then fled up the stairs.
Not long after, the three Huashan Fei's underlings chased after him like mad dogs. Very quickly, they discovered the discarded pistol on the ground, they were overjoyed and unbridled as they madly chased up the stairs. But when they reached the second floor, they were a little worried. Because from the second floor's staircase, there was a long corridor, at least 20 to 30 offices. Furthermore, they had no way to determine which floor Sheyan was on. If the three of them were to search the rooms on the second floor, then the staircase would lose their surveillance. If Sheyan was hiding on the third floor, then he would be able to find an opening to escape from the staircase. Hence, the safest method was to split off one person to guard the staircase, while the other two would search the rooms one by one. Naturally, this method would be foolproof.
The crux of the problem was who would guard the staircase!
Originally, this was an easy and safe job, but don't forget, Huashan Fei had offered Sheyan an entire $500,000 bonus! Furthermore, not only was Sheyan gravely injured, he had even lost his only defensive weapon, his pistol. Hence, in the eyes of the three, discovering him was as difficult as picking up $500,000 from the ground! Under such circumstances, who would be willing to miss out on such a huge sum of money?
The three thugs looked at each other in dismay. They were only ahead because they were lucky enough to snatch the bicycle. If they delayed any longer, those fellows behind them would have caught up with them. If they hesitated, then don't even talk about eating meat, they wouldn't even be able to drink half a mouthful of soup! Hence, the three of them glanced at each other, and immediately shouted out:
"Red you go to the fourth floor, I'll go to the third floor, Bing you go to the second floor! Even if we were to fight one on one, who would we be afraid of? Don't tell me we can't even deal with a half-dead street punk? Let's rely on our luck, there are still 7-8 brothers rushing over, don't tell me we're afraid of him escaping? "
Therefore, the 3 thugs naturally split up to carry out their tasks. To Sheyan, the reason he abandoned his pistol and feigned weakness was all for this moment. He wanted to separate the 3 thugs who were blinded by greed. Only then would he have a chance to escape!
As for Sheyan's current hiding place, it was precisely the fourth floor that 'Red' was heading to!
His nickname was' Red ', he was a gambling addict, his strong point was that he dared to gamble and fight. Due to his red elastic vest, he got his name. Amongst the three of them, he was the one who coveted that $500,000 bonus the most. Hence, he hurriedly rushed up to the fourth floor. Who knew that once he reached the fourth floor, he would see a dripping pool of blood ahead. It was like a road sign that led to a room on the left corridor. Red immediately chased after it like a male dog in heat!
This room obviously hadn't been painted, the surrounding walls were exposed with rough red bricks. The floor was made of rough concrete, and above it, there were several ugly looking wires sticking out. The air was filled with a faint smell of mortar. The balcony at the far end of the room didn't have any railings, and one could vaguely see a safety net fluttering in the wind.
Red suspiciously raised his head, because the pool of blood had extended all the way to the balcony. The balcony didn't have any railings, and the left side of the balcony was blocked by a wall that wasn't covered with tiles. Hence, he couldn't see the situation on the balcony. It looked like Sheyan knew he wouldn't be able to escape, and thus jumped down from the second floor. But Red's eyes flashed with ridicule, he had already determined that Sheyan wouldn't commit suicide, but was hiding on the balcony like a trapped beast!
Thus, Red slowly walked over, pausing in front of the balcony door. Suddenly, he roared, the steel pipe in his hand smashing towards the left. However, he immediately felt a chill in his heart because the steel pipe had smashed into the wall with a clang, causing his arm to hurt from the recoil. However, there was only one shoe in his line of sight. The black shoe seemed to be laughing at him with its mouth wide open, causing him to fall into an ice cellar from head to toe.
At this moment, Sheyan's pale face clutched his stomach as he fell down from Red's back. His eyes were filled with ridicule and ridicule. As he landed, he raised his right leg and kicked towards Red's buttocks! And this was a balcony, a fourth floor balcony that didn't have any railings installed!
An incomparably mournful scream pierced through the air, and then abruptly stopped. Even though Red was as strong as a bull, falling from this height, even if he didn't die, he would be crippled. Sheyan used the blood to set up the first maze, and then used the angle of view to set up the second.
He then jumped up, clenching his teeth as he grabbed onto the wires and steel bars above the balcony. After doing a pull-up action, his legs supported himself against the wall, and his entire body was completely flat on the left side of the balcony. If this greedy Red could still see through his arrangements under such circumstances, then Sheyan had nothing to say.
The surroundings were empty and silent, without a doubt, the first reaction of those two searching downstairs would be to stretch their heads out to investigate. Then they would rush up the stairs to the fourth floor. According to human habitual psychology, they would not consider much in such a rushed situation. Once they reached the top of the stairs and saw a clear clue like the bloodstain on the corridor of the fourth floor, they would definitely follow the bloodstain to the left. This meant that their attention would be focused on the blood trail and the direction the blood trail was pointing to. Therefore, Sheyan only needed to hide in the opposite direction of the blood trail, and naturally he would be able to escape down the stairs!
Logically speaking, this plan had a huge chance of success, especially after Sheyan had successfully evaded the two rushing thugs. But accidents would always happen when one wasn't paying attention. This building was after all in a half renovated state, and the staircase wasn't installed with handrails. Sheyan had lost a lot of blood, and in addition to his nervous state, he stumbled down the stairs. He tripped on a nearby floor tile, and fell down. Clang clang clang clang! That floor tile rolled down the stairs, shattering into pieces! When the dizzy Sheyan shook his head, and struggled to crawl up from the ground, the two thugs had already chased up to a distance of less than 10 metres.
"Damn it ….." Sheyan swallowed a mouthful of blood, and gritted his teeth. But he was a tenacious person, he wouldn't give up until the last moment. Clenching his teeth, he clutched the wound on his abdomen and staggered away. His vision was blurry, he didn't care about anything as he madly ran for his life. In front of him was a flight of stairs that hadn't been renovated. The two thugs obviously weren't willing to give up, cursing and shouting as they chased after him. The distance between them and Sheyan was only a single floor.
The newly renovated concrete staircase was still mottled, revealing the new red brick underneath. In Sheyan's eyes, it was like a graveyard staircase that had been trampled by ghosts for hundreds of years. The massive blood loss caused his vision to darken. What supported him to continue running was an unyielding will that was deeply engraved in his bones! But the cruel thing was, the footsteps and curses behind him were clearly getting closer.
"I don't want to be caught, how can I die here!" Sheyan frantically screamed in his heart. He didn't know if it was due to excessive exercise, but he could feel his chest rapidly heating up. If not for the fact that he was running for his life, he would have undressed his clothes to check it out.
Suddenly, Sheyan's entire body paused in the process of descending the stairs. That feeling was extremely strange, it was like jumping from a 3 metre high diving platform to a swimming pool, but there was a layer of transparent membrane obstructing him. Sheyan could clearly see nothing in front of him, but from his senses, it was extremely clear that he had 'bumped into something'. But in that short moment of pause, the two thugs behind him had already madly pounced forward. One hugged Sheyan's shoulder, the other grabbed his waist! The three of them tangled together as they tumbled down the stairs.
Another round of spinning and tumbling, followed by the intense pain from the collision! In the process of rolling down, Sheyan's brow bone was smashed and blood flowed down his face. However, he still didn't give up. His eyes were blazing with madness as he pulled out the knife he carried with him. Never giving up was the eternal belief in his heart! Even if he died today, he would drag someone down with him!
Live to the fullest, die without regrets!
But Sheyan suddenly felt something wasn't right.
Because his surroundings were too quiet. There were no sounds of breathing, no cursing, even the expected frenzied beating had yet to arrive! Only the feeling of his shoulders and legs being tightly bound was still the same! When he turned his head, he was instantly stunned.
As it turns out, the two thugs were still maintaining the posture of hugging his waist. It was like a layer of formless ice had suddenly appeared and froze them! So much so that the greedy and ecstatic expressions on their faces remained unchanged. While Sheyan was attempting to break free, a searing pain suddenly transmitted from his chest! He couldn't help but groan as he tightly pressed his hand against the pain, trying to alleviate the indescribable feeling. Fortunately, the pain disappeared as quickly as it came. When he released his hand, he unconsciously lowered his head to look. Instantly, he discovered a new scarlet tattoo on his chest!
Sheyan couldn't believe his own eyes. He immediately tore off his tattered shirt. On the distinct outline of his muscles, the blood red tattoo was outlined in a concise and bright line. It formed into a completely incomprehensible symbol. It was surprisingly clear, and its shape was mysterious and strange. Sheyan had experienced too many things in a single night, but such a situation was too unimaginable.
Sheyan felt a chill run down his spine. He turned around in fright, only to discover that the staircase behind him was actually shrouded in darkness. Reaching out his hand to touch it, it was as if there was a layer of formless barrier there. He took a deep breath and raised his head to look down. He discovered that the stairs to the next floor had ended. It was actually shrouded by a layer of black clouds. That layer of black clouds was constantly tumbling. He didn't know how high it was, but there was a faint dark red color in it. It had a soul-stirring charm.
At this moment, the tattoo on his chest glowed brightly, bathing Sheyan's body in that radiance. Following that, the appearance of the two thugs behind him rapidly changed. They were originally robust men in their twenties, but in a short few seconds, their hair turned white and their teeth fell out. They transitioned to old age, then their flesh was slowly blown away by the wind, leaving behind only ghastly white bones. Finally, even the white bones were completely blown away by the wind!
What kind of magic was this, to cause flesh to vanish in an instant, and bones to decay in an instant?! Only time, only time!
Could it be that in that short moment, time had already flowed by for a thousand years? Furthermore, how miraculous was that layer of red radiance on Sheyan's body? It actually allowed him to remain unscathed in the face of the power of time?
The black clouds before him were still rolling frantically, like a carnival that had no beginning and would never end. In between, terrifying red lightning flashed. Sheyan didn't know why, but his heart suddenly welled up with a surge of blood boiling sensation. It was as though something was churning within his soul, and it was a life and death situation.
He tore off his tattered upper garment. The strange red malevolent tattoo on his chest radiated radiance in all directions, forming a layer of formless protective shield around his body. Sheyan couldn't help but clench his fists, as he roared towards the sky.
That roar reverberated in all directions. The black clouds before him surged and rolled, before dispersing in all directions, revealing a humongous arched door that seemed to connect heaven and earth. That arched door had a metallic texture, and the luster of flesh. It was actually filled with a disorderly array of sharp teeth!
At this moment, a mysterious voice resounded in Sheyan's ears.
"This is the nightmare realm! A mystical and mysterious place! “
"This place can satisfy any desire in your heart. As long as you can complete sufficient missions in the realm, and obtain sufficient achievement points!"
"If you regret or fear, then turn back and leave. If you wish to resolve your heart's obsession, then stand in front of the door! "
"Regret? Fear? " Sheyan's blade-like thick black eyebrows twitched, as he laughed contemptuously. Without hesitation, he strode down the stairs and arrived before the humongous door. Not knowing why, his heart actually felt an indescribable elation, as though every cell in his body was filled with excitement and ecstasy. But upon nearing, he discovered that the humongous door was actually embellished with numerous veins. It was like a massive amount of swelling blood vessels, and also seemed like an engraved pattern. From afar, it had a metallic texture, but upon closer inspection, it had the characteristics of flesh.
All of a sudden, Sheyan felt an intense piercing pain in his chest, as an irresistible suction force assaulted him from the front. Following that, he gradually lost consciousness … ….
"Host's physical condition: Spleen in a state of semi-ruptured state, excessive blood loss, 7 bruises on the body surface, approximately 40% of the optimal state, in the process of restoration …... restoration complete. “
"A total of 6,399 contestants have been sampled. The next sampling period will be 72 hours later! Nightmare realm …... initiating! "
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