Am I not dead, why am I still conscious?

brush!Xiu Yan suddenly sat up and reached out to touch his temple.

The moment he touched his skin, Xiu Yan froze for a moment: "The wound is gone?"

On the temple, the wound that should have existed at this time, for some reason, actually disappeared.

"Am I not dead? Impossible, in that state, unless the sniper wants to go in reverse and prove that the earth is round, there is no reason for me to survive, so...here, yes The world after death?"

Xiuyan thought so, and had already observed the surrounding situation.

When he got up from the ground, four more people stood up next to him one after another.

And the five people, including myself, are now in a closed space of about [-] square meters surrounded by a golden light curtain. As for what it looks like outside the golden light curtain, because of the dazzling golden light, it is impossible to see at all. .

Among the three men, a muscular man in casual clothes had a small tattoo on his wrist. Since he woke up, he just stood there silently without saying a word.

The other man was dressed in sports clothes, with greasy hair, feces in the corners of his eyes, dodging eyes, slightly puffy body, and a [-]% death rate.

The last one was a yellow-haired gentleman. When they came together, they squeaked. When they saw the muscular man, they wilted. There were some wine stains on his clothes, some calluses on the outside of his thumb, and his index and middle fingers were slightly yellow. A gambler is right.

The girl's eyes have been spinning back and forth on several men since she woke up, and she doesn't know what she's thinking about.

"It's all useful." Xiu Yan whispered to himself.

suddenly

"Damn it! What is this place!" Behind him, a hostile voice sounded.

Xiu Yan looked back, it turned out to be the Huang Maojun.At this time, he held his head and asked angrily, who dragged the dead man over there.

Before the dead man could answer, a voice suddenly sounded.

"Here is heaven." A crisp voice suddenly sounded. At this time, a little boy was turning his back to everyone, and he had turned around when he spoke.

This is a long and cute little boy, only to hear him say: "Next, let me explain it to everyone."

"Who the hell are you!" Huang Maojun didn't buy it at all: "I can..."

"I suggest you better listen to him." Before Huang Maojun's words were finished, the dead man in his hands suddenly said: "Five seconds ago, no, before his first sentence fell, he There was no one standing there."

"Boy!" Huang Maojun tightened his hand: "Are you kidding me?"

"No, no! Shouldn't you have discovered it yourself?" The courage that the dead house boy had just mustered up suddenly: "I remember that the first thing you saw when you woke up was there."

"Good insight." The little boy smiled and gave him a thumbs up.

Huang Maojun was stunned for a moment, his eyes began to flicker.

Xiu Yan saw all this in his eyes, and at the same time thought to himself: 'The conditions for analyzing the situation are not enough, it seems that we need to create some. '

Thinking of this, Xiu Yan raised his head and glanced at the little boy, then suddenly turned his face and said to Huang Maojun: "Don't be deceived. Look at the bright lights around, it's not difficult to create a sudden situation, you know, the human eye The things that can be distinguished are limited. As long as he stands in the light, or there is a dark side, it is difficult for us to find it under this intensity of light. Have you seen the Now You See Me? This is magic Teachers' common method."

"You mean this guy is lying to me!"

"Every magician needs a support, doesn't it." Xiu Yan said easily.

"I didn't!" yelled the boy who was being lifted up in his hands.

"Damn it!" Huang Maojun shook off the dead man and walked towards the little boy who suddenly appeared: "Little bastard, dare to play with me!"

However, looking at the guy who was half a body taller than him, the little boy didn't care, but said helplessly: "Why does this always happen every time I teach new people? If you're cute, you deserve no one to be afraid?"

As he said that, a pistol suddenly appeared in his hand.

"Bang!" Gunshots sounded

The cute boy has already smiled: "I have to use this way every time."

As he said that, he also turned to look at Xiu Yan: "Now, are you satisfied?"

Xiu Yan shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and then walked to Huang Maojun's side. At this moment, the murderous noble was holding his shoulders and wailing on the ground.

Xiu Yan stretched out his hand, opened Huang Maojun's hand, pressed his fingers on his wound, and suddenly a scream sounded.

"The wound is real." Xiu Yan said: "However, who knows if it is a bitter trick?"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Ouch!" The Huangmaojun had already screamed: "Damn, this is not what I said! What the hell are you beating me for!"

"Do you believe it?" The cute boy looked at Xiuyan.

"It's tough, but..."

"I believe it! I believe it! I believe the little ancestor!" Huang Maojun had already shouted: "This fool. If you are talking, you jump at him! Jump at him!"

"I believe it too." Xiu Yan immediately changed his words.

"WCNM!" Huang Maojun burst into tears.

"In that case." The little boy turned the gun in his hand, then raised one hand, and a beam of light fell on the Huangmaojun.

Then, at a speed visible to the naked eye, the wound on Huang Mao's body began to heal.

The little boy's voice then came: "Have you seen the watch on your hand? Click it, and you will know where this place is."

Xiu Yan pointed at the watch with his hand and said, "The injury will heal so quickly? Is it true or false?"

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