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Chapter 718 Death Note
Death Note! ! !

"Damn it!" Yang Luo was taken aback, and the driver was also taken aback, the car almost hit the wall in front.

"Oh, God, what the hell happened, Yang Luo, are you okay?" The driver was a foreign driver, his face turned green from fright.

Yang Luo realized his problem, and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, it's nothing, it's really nothing, I surprised you."

After listening to the driver, he breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, I was scared to death. If you have an accident, then I will be finished. Our whole family likes you very much."

When Yang Luo heard this, he immediately grinned happily. Yang Luo's previous dream was to be respected by others.

In school, none of the classmates can think highly of him. Yang Luo very much hopes that everyone will regard him as a friend, but society is unfair.

In a family without a father, all the income originally depended on the mother and would not fall on an underage child, but Yang's mother was sick in bed all year round, and Yang Luo had to shoulder the mission of the family.

A person who picks up trash and collects rags at night, who wants to be with him, especially at school, everyone is very proud, if anyone is willing to take the initiative to talk to Yang Luo, he will not be laughed to death.

Over time, Yang Luo became a marginalized person.

After all, their backgrounds are different. What other people's children want is to eat well and live warmly, but Yang Luo's requirement is to be able to make ends meet and take care of their sick mother.

Therefore, Yang Luo also gradually looked down on the outsiders' eyes on him, as long as he can make money, he is willing to do anything.

Now, the foreign driver's words deeply touched Yang Luo's mind.

It's been a long time since I heard such comforting words. The corners of Yang Luo's eyes gradually became moist, put away the exaggerated expression on his face, and said softly: "Thank you, I hope God bless you all."

Along the way, Yang Luo didn't make a sound of surprise either. No matter how powerful this dark item was, Yang Luo always learned to control his emotions.

Death Note: Write the name of the other party on the note, and it will happen on time according to the time and event you requested.

(The dark props are amazingly powerful, please use them with caution)

After Yang Luo finished watching, his expression became serious. Death Note, Yang Luo had heard the name a long time ago. It was a Japanese anime. When it first appeared, the students in the class were discussing all day long. .

"At six o'clock tonight, you will die at home on time due to angina pectoris."

"You said six o'clock, right? Then I'll write five o'clock, and see who will die first."

At that time, people in the class were talking nonsense every day, and even Yang Luo was a little superstitious at that time. He secretly wrote down Yu Tao’s name in his notebook. At that time, Yang Luo remembered very clearly that Yu Tao had diarrhea every night. go to school.

At that time, Yu Tao would bully Yang Luo almost every day, so Yang Luo really wished that he had such a prop, but it was a pity that the fairy tales were all deceptive, and Yu Tao would come to school ostentatiously every day, and would bully Yang Luo every day.

But fortunately, Yang Luo watched this animation at Zhang Xiao's house, even watched the movie, it was really enjoyable, it would be great if he could have it himself.

But now, I actually realized it, and it was given to me by the system, which is simply too exciting.

If it was staged according to the anime, wouldn't I be invincible, and whoever dares to offend me will die.

However, Yang Luo shook his head. Although this prop is very powerful, he cannot really become a murderer. The animation is very realistic. If you kill a person, your ambition will become bigger and bigger. In the end, the inner demon will occupy one's own nature. At that time, one is no longer oneself, but a demon.

So Yang Luo quickly shook his head, wondering if this prop should be used or not.

At this time, Yang Luo saw a stray dog ​​outside the window, and Yang Luo came up with an idea, brother dog, I offended you, I will use you as an experiment first, if you are really dead, I will bring you back to life.

After finishing speaking, Yang Luo quickly took out the note. The prop was well prepared and there was a pen. Yang Luo quickly wrote a line on the note. He wanted to test whether the prop was so magical, and the bottom line what is it.

"Stray dogs, after 5 seconds, die immediately."

Since the car was waiting for a red light, 5 seconds was enough, but the moment Yang Luo closed the notebook, the system instantly issued a red alarm: "Death is prohibited for props, please re-edit, please re-edit."

The sound of the alarm kept ringing in Yang Luo's mind, the sound was very ear-piercing, Yang Luo quickly opened the note, and cleared all the content just written, and the alarm sound disappeared.

Yang Luo finally let out a long breath of anger. It turns out that there is still this kind of warning effect after all. Yes, as long as no one dies, it is easy to say anything.

Moreover, the bottom line of this prop is that people cannot be written to death.

Thinking of this, Yang Luo chuckled, as long as no one died, there would be no pressure.

Yang Luo couldn't help but want to experiment, who should I find suitable?

Yang Luo thought for a while, then simply fixed his eyes on the driver.

Thinking of the heartfelt words of the driver's brother just now, Yang Luo really couldn't bear it, but Yang Luo Sea Lion decided to give it a try, and if it didn't work, he would cancel it immediately.

So, Yang Luo asked, "May I ask what your name is?"

The driver is very talkative.

"Call me Polansky."

Yang Luo nodded. Although the foreigner's name was a bit weird, it didn't matter. Yang Luo wrote down Polanski's name in the back, and then wrote: "5 seconds, my stomach hurts." After finishing writing, Yang Luo suddenly raised his head and looked expectantly at the driver in front of him.

1 second... 2 seconds... 4 seconds.

5 seconds, click, time seemed to stand still, Yang Luo concentrated all his energy on the driver.

"What's the matter, nothing happened?"

"Ouch!" Suddenly, the driver shouted all over, covering his stomach with one hand and shouted directly: "God, why do I feel like I want to die, my stomach hurts so much, damn it."

As soon as the driver finished speaking, the car began to shake.

Yang Luo was stunned: "I'm going, am I crazy? He's still driving." Yang Luo didn't have time to think about it, and quickly wrote in his notes: "Let Polanski's pain go away."

"Oh... Hey, it seems that it doesn't hurt anymore. What's going on here." The driver stabilized the car and said in doubt.

It was a cold day, but the driver's face was covered with sweat. It must have been caused by the stomachache just now.

Thinking of this, Yang Luo suddenly became happy.

"I'll go, this prop is powerful, it's too obedient, this is simply a magic weapon."

(End of this chapter)