Thanks to the first fan of last month: Silver Husky, First Commentator: Saints are also wrong, and there are two months of ticket kings: Lin Han.

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In total, Lola, who completely ignored the sharp eyes of the two men stabbing each other ten thousand times and ten thousand times, hugged Wu Chen's neck and said excitedly: "There is a competition soon, and the winner can get 1 million!"

"I'll give you 100 million, as long as you go home with me." Wu Chen rolled his eyes. Is this a big dog now?

"Ah?" Not to mention Lola, even Mrs. Smith, who was holding a coffee cup elegantly, couldn't help but shake her wrist.

"Chen, without me being by your side, how many people have you killed..."

I'll go, are my money earned by counting the heads? It's clear that I won the bet on Chunli's bet...

"No one of me killed. I made all this money with me." Wu Chen pointed to his head. But Lola misunderstood: "Someone buys your head?"

"IQ!" Wu Chen bit Lola's red lips angrily.

Lola asked breathlessly, "Are you not a driver?"

"..." Wu Chen sighed, "Lola, how long have you left me?"

"498 days at 14:38:54."

Wu Chen was stunned.

However, Ji'an, who had always maintained a gentlemanly demeanor, jumped heavily in his eyebrows.

Remembering the days so meticulously, it is obvious that they use deep feelings.

"It's been so long..." Wu Chen experienced the time in the plot world. Although the nodes are different, there are mornings and evenings, the "time scale" they spent is the same. For example, Wu Chen left the plot world of Wolverine 2 in 2013, and entered the Street Fighter: The Legend of Chun Li was 2009. Although the time nodes of the two plot worlds are different, Wu Chen spent 498 days in the plot world at 14:38:54, and Lola also experienced so much!

This is called the same time scale.

But time in the shelter is not affected by the time scale. In other words, time in the drama world will not pass by when you stay in the shelter full of stars.

"What kind of game?" Wu Chen's heart softened.

"Murder Championship." Gian answered first, "I have signed up for Lola."

Wu Chen laughed furiously: "You mean the "Murder Championship" is held every 7 years to gather 30 top killers in the world, and to fight in the town of Middlesbrough within 24 hours. Only the final winner can get paid?"

"It seems that there are not so many people." Mr. Smith spoke calmly.

Wu Chen smiled bitterly: "So you two must have participated?"

"That's right." Mrs. Smith gently lowered the coffee cup.

"Just for 1 million?" Wu Chen couldn't imagine.

"gold."

Damn! 1 million gold coins?

It's really attractive enough.

"And it's a little different from what you're talking about. There is no need to kill each other. You can win by just 24 hours." Mrs. Smith said softly.

"I won't participate," Wu Chen said firmly: "We don't participate in either the Hunger Games or the Murder Championship..." Staring at Lola's little arm that rolled up her sleeves, Wu Chen suddenly became petrified. The milky white electronic clock seemed to be engraved under Lola's snow-like skin, and was walking backwards!

""Time Planning Bureau"?" Wu Chen hurriedly looked at it, and it was only less than 72 hours!

"All the contestants were set with this countdown clock mark. Although I don't know how they did it, it obviously indicates more than just time." There was a similar clock on Mrs. Smith's little arm.

"Life is your life!" Wu Chen left, "So, this competition was also held by players!"

"Yes, 0326." The answer was the killer 17 who asked him at the door for 10 resource points!

"You recognize me." Wu Chen narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Who else doesn't recognize you now?" Killer 17 signaled Wu Chen to come with him.

The two of them arrived at the bar one after another. Killer 17 looked at Wu Chen, dressed in an otaku outfit, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "Who would have thought that the legendary player who first set up three battle groups and slapped the hammer and slapped the face hard, turned out to be this kind of respectful look."

"Reaper's Rules?" Wu Chen got straight to the point, "Whose idea is this to graft the world view of the Time Planning Bureau into the Killer Game?"

"I can't say the name of the boss behind the scenes. However, as far as I know, you are not invited to this game. As for Lola... she is actually just a passerby." Killer 17 seems to be telling the truth.

"We want to withdraw, let's make a price." Wu Chen talked to him lazyly.

"0326, you are also a player, and you must know that 'rules are rules'. Except for zero, no one can modify the rules." Killer 17 slowly shook his head, "The rules determine that they cannot leave, and the rules also determine that those who stick to the end will be the big winner. 0326, out of personal respect for you, the organizer asked me to remind you: stick to the end and win."

“When will the competition begin?”

"Three days later."

"Can you add someone?"

"sure."

Wu Chen returned to the private room angrily, grabbed the wine glass and drank it all.

Lola seemed to have done something wrong, hid behind Wu Chen as much as possible, staring at her clear big eyes without saying a word.

After a long time, Wu Chen's heavy breathing gradually subsided. He slowly raised his head, stared at the Smiths and his wife with firm eyes, and offered an irresistible price: "Protect Lola until the game is completed, and the rewards are all for you. I will pay another 100,000 gold coins."

"Pay a deposit of 30% first." Mrs. Smith leaned forward with her chin and smiled.

"Trade." Wu Chen nodded happily.

100,000 gold coins = 1 billion US dollars. After a transfer of 300 million yuan, everyone had different purposes. The Smiths whispered and the Smiths said: "Mr. Wu, if we want to ensure Lola's safety, it is not enough for us alone."

"How many people do you need?"

"Five people." Mr. Smith solemnly spread his palms, "Five top experts."

Wu Chen nodded, "I understand."

After pondering for a moment, Wu Chen quickly drafted a list and handed it to Sophie: "Take all your resources and be sure to find these people before the competition begins."

"Yes, master." Sophie glanced at the list and then lit it on the candlestick. Wu Chen was watching Sophie walk out of the nightclub, but his eyes were blocked by strangers slowly walking towards the box.

The Smith and his wife both stood up to salute, and this person was of great origin.

Sure enough, that extremely rough but meticulously meticulous old face belongs to the owner of this place, Mr. Winton, the owner of the mainland hotel.

"Why do you have to find these people so much trouble?" The list of people burned by Sophie was placed in front of Wu Chen with a word of mouth. The hotel owner smiled and said, "100 gold coins, you will know everything you want to know."

"Trade." Wu Chen greeted with a smile.

I was so busy that I was so busy that I forgot that this is the paradise for killers!

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Chapter completed!