Although they were far apart and blocked by the bathroom door, they could still be heard clearly.

"You should have felt it. Shen Yuexin and the others are fighting. If nothing else, the murderer is over there. I'm rushing there now. If you want to know the truth, come with me. If you don't want to, just stay here..."

After saying that, Yang Yi was too lazy to pay attention to the other party, turned around and left.

Last time, because she arrived late, Shen Yuexin was seriously injured and difficult to treat. This time, we have to speed up.

After taking only two steps, I heard Zhang Xinyuan, who was seriously injured, rushing towards me again.

Seeing that he was stubborn and too lazy to continue talking nonsense, Yang Yi raised the sole of his foot and kicked the guy again.

Since he couldn't explain it, he was beaten so hard that he couldn't move anymore. Anyway, he had the red fruit. As long as he wasn't dead, he could be revived. By then, it would be too late to find the murderer and explain it.

Bang!

Yang Yi's feet were as fast as the wind. Zhang Xinyuan didn't even break through the terror level, so how could he withstand it? With just one strike, seven or eight of his ribs were lifted, and he flew backwards again and hit the wall.

Knowing that this kick was very heavy and that the opponent would become more difficult in a short time, Yang Yi breathed a sigh of relief and said: "You stay here well, I will come back to rescue you after I catch the murderer..."

After finishing speaking, he was about to walk out when he was suddenly startled. He quickly looked carefully and saw that Zhang Xinyuan was spitting out blood and he was dead.

Yang Yi was stunned.

When his cultivation level reaches his level, his control over power is absolutely down to a millimeter. If he just injures the opponent, rather than killing someone, he will definitely not die... How could this happen?

After two steps, he came forward and realized that the dagger that had been bounced off by him was like a nail, stuck in the wall. Zhang Xinyuan, who flew backwards, hit the back of his head on it, and his head was pierced on the spot...

"this……"

Unable to help but take a step back, Yang Yi turned pale.

Five people in a row, the way of death is exactly the same as before, there is no difference.

Could it be that...this so-called cycle is to make everyone die? Is it impossible to avoid it?

What's going on?

"It's important to save people!"

Knowing that the other party was dead and there was nothing he could do to save him, Yang Yi gritted his teeth, turned around and rushed towards the place where the gunshot had been fired.

Five people were killed again. This time, no matter what, we must save Shen Yuexin and Zhao Le!

The place where the gunfire rang out was still at the end of the corridor. It was a good guess, it was still the room where Shen Yuexin's pendant was found.

With all his strength, he came to the front in just two breaths.

At this time, the door was wide open and the fighting had stopped.

"Late?"

With a thump in his heart, he hurriedly looked into the room. The first thing that caught his eye was a calf covered in blood, lying behind the table. His eyes were dark, and Yang Yi couldn't help but shake it.

Recognized again...Zhao Le!

Unexpectedly, I came late again.

Two steps forward, the girl was lying on the ground, with a dagger stuck in the back of her heart, her beautiful eyes widened, and she couldn't believe it until she was dying.

He suppressed the discomfort in his heart and continued to look inside.

The room at this time was the same as the one seen before. It was in a mess. Two figures were lying in the corridor deeper, covered in blood.

The one on the left is Tang Qingge. The back of his head was smashed by something unknown. He is lying on the ground motionless and has stopped breathing. The figure on the right is equally seriously injured. He exhales more than inhales. It looks like he will die at any time.

Shen Yuexin!

Yang Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

Without Han Fuming secretly shooting her this time, she should have been able to be saved even if she was seriously injured.

Hurrying to the front, Yang Yi helped the girl up and took out the red fruit at the same time.

He cut off a large piece and was about to stuff it into the opponent's mouth.

Bang!

The sound of gun needles and bullets colliding sounded in his ears again. Yang Yi turned his head quickly and saw that Han Fuming, who had just been seriously injured and lying in the bathroom, had arrived outside the private room at some point. The bullets shot out from the gun in his hand. Shoot out.

"you……"

Unexpectedly, this cycle would experience the same ending as before. His face was ashen, Yang Yi was too lazy to talk nonsense, and with a golden palm, he raised it suddenly and blocked the direction of the bullet in an instant.

I threw a flying knife just now, but it didn't block the bullet, but instead killed the opponent. This time I blocked it with my palm!

Anyway, the power of the bullet makes it almost impossible to hurt him!

bite!

The bullet hit his hand and bounced out. Yang Yi breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to speak to dissuade Han Fuming from continuing, he saw a mouthful of blood spurting out of him.

The recoil of the gun was too great. He was already seriously injured and could no longer bear it.

Bang!

His body couldn't bear it anymore and he fell to the ground.

He already had a wound on his lower abdomen, but now he fell to the ground, the wound was torn, blood was pouring out quickly, and he was dead.

"Yue Xin..."

Frowning slightly, Yang Yi hurriedly looked at the girl in his arms when he heard a squeak in his ear, and saw that her eyes were also closed because of her serious injuries.

Nine people, eight died again!

His eyes went dark again, and Yang Yi felt that his whole body was sinking again. He was confused, and a familiar voice sounded again: "...We came at five o'clock, and we checked all the rooms in advance. How could this happen? Is there anyone in there?"

Zhang Xinyuan!
Chapter completed!