[Ordinary Man Quick Wear] There's something wrong with you, Son of Luck

The young man kissed Qi Heng's chin, and the love in his light-colored pupils almost solidified.

"Uncle, I love you. I will die without you."

Crazy...really crazy.

Several groups of people knocked on the door during the process. Qi Heng, who was in a daze, heard them all, but Song Yuyue ignored them as if she was deaf.

After one group left, another group came. Qi Heng wanted to prick up his ears to listen to what they said.

But every time at this moment, Song Yuyue would cover his ears tightly.

"Uncle, don't listen, don't listen."

The live broadcast room stopped broadcasting for two full days until two o'clock in the morning of the third day, when it automatically started broadcasting again.

Almost the next second after the live broadcast started, millions of anonymous users who had been waiting there rushed in.

Dense barrage of comments hit the live broadcast screen, almost covering the screen.

At this moment, Qi Heng had been cleaned by Song Yuyue and carried back to the big bed.

Qi Heng didn't look at the live broadcast screen, he didn't have the energy to watch it.

The sky outside the curtains brightened, then darkened, then brightened again.

Song Yuyue's attitude is enough to show how much she values ​​him, right? Qi Heng thought.

Live broadcast room—

Anonymous 222 user: Uncle, uncle, my uncle! I feel so sad! How dare Song Yuyue!

Anonymous user: Two days and two nights is a long time in human terms. I feel sorry for him. If it were me, I would definitely give him some rest time, one day of work and one day of rest.

Anonymous 8888 user: My uncle's body is doing well in Elbia, but his consciousness has to go through so many setbacks in the small world! Let me accompany my uncle to complete the mission! Beat up all the guys who want to touch my uncle!

Anonymous 98 user: @8888 Good idea, but the current system cannot take two consciousnesses out of the universe at the same time.

Anonymous 120 user: @222 It’s all your fault. The royal sister was put in solitary confinement by our father.

Anonymous 222 user: ??? But Wang didn’t reply to me. I thought Wang didn’t see it.

Anonymous 55 user: Wang is using a brain-computer interface to communicate. I don’t know what he is looking at. His face is gloomy and scary.

Anonymous user 55: Oh, what a coincidence, Wang summoned me, I'll go offline first everyone.

Anonymous user 55 exited the live broadcast room.

The live broadcast room suddenly became quiet, and no one dared to send a message for a long time.

The screen was rarely clean. Qi Heng, who was staring at the window in a daze, moved his eyes slightly. It was the first time he looked at the screen since the show started half an hour ago.

The first thing I saw was myself on the screen, and I couldn’t help but frown.

He stretched out his hand to the collar of his pajamas and pulled it closer uncomfortably to cover the marks on his neck.

Just this one look and this one action made the anonymous audience who were still worried about something just a second ago go crazy again, posting comments in a burst of momentum, madly expressing their love for Qi Heng.

Then the comments froze, and everyone was reminding Uncle Qi to get out of the way.

Qi Heng did not move. Where could he escape to if he moved?

With the muzzle of the gun pressed against the back of his head, he sat quietly waiting for the next move from the person behind him.

"Why don't you resist? It makes me feel so unsuccessful.

"Tsk, stop wasting time and get up now!"

The muzzle of the gun was pointed hard at Qi Heng's head. He obediently stood up and raised his hands above his head.

"That's right, hostages should behave themselves. You..." He suddenly stopped talking halfway, his eyes wandering to Qi Heng's thighs and calves, his tone shocked.

"You are such a miserable old man, tut tut.

It’s a pity that I like women. If you were a woman, I would definitely try you.

How extraordinary one must be to be able to make that devil Song Yuyue so infatuated with him.

Tsk, she's not ugly, but she tastes weird."

There was no lack of disdain in his tone.

Qi Heng agreed in his heart and pointed to the bedroom door that was locked from the outside. "Do you have a key?"

"Hey, no one dares to rob you?"

The man ran to the closet and threw a pair of pants on Qi Heng's head.

"Put it on quickly!"

Qi Heng didn't waste any time and set the trap in two or three moves.

It seemed that he was in a hurry, and the room was dark. The man didn't even look at Qi Heng. He grabbed his arm and ran to the door.

When the door opened with a click, Qi Heng immediately became alert when he saw the bodyguard waiting outside.

Feeling the arm tense in his hand, the man, who was only 175cm tall, stood on tiptoe and patted the bodyguard on the shoulder.

"Hey, don't even think about asking for help, he's my accomplice.

Brother Jian, why are you still wearing a mask now? Let's go quickly because we don't have enough time."

Li Feng tore off the fake skin, no no, now you should call him Li Jian.

Li Jian didn't care about the motive of these people in wanting to kill Song Yuyue, he just wanted to rescue Qi Heng.

Qi Heng glanced at Li Jian. Even though he had many questions, now was obviously not a good time to ask them.

He was wearing slippers but was dragged through the complicated corridors. His legs were weak and he couldn't run fast.

"Fuck, I knew you didn't want to run, just knock you out and carry you." The man turned around impatiently and raised his hand, but stopped after seeing Qi Heng's face clearly.

"You can't knock him out. He can still be useful. I'll do it."

Without waiting for the two to react, Li Jian bent his knees, picked up Princess Qi Heng into his arms, and walked in front with big strides.

Qi Heng lowered his eyes and did not resist. Now he was only interested in who would kill him, and was indifferent to everything else.

As for Wang Xiufen, Qi Heng had mixed feelings.

As long as the natives do not take the initiative to expose that Qi Heng is not himself, the mission can continue.

It’s good that Wang Xiufen knows this.

Knowing that the person who died was not his own grandson, the shock would not be as strong as in the plot, right?

The man who was left behind by Li Jian came back to his senses. Even though he had a strange feeling towards the hostage, strong hatred still prevailed at the moment.

No one can stop him from avenging his father, and the bullet at Raccoon Airport!

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Qi Heng became a hostage and was used to threaten Song Yuyue to surrender.

But the result of Song Yuyue's surrender was to be killed.

As long as Song Yuyue dies, the hostages will not die.

If he is unwilling to die, the hostage will become a tool for the kidnappers to vent their anger and be shot in the head.

Qi Heng didn't think that Song Yuyue would sacrifice her life to save him.

Even though he said countless times: I would die without my uncle.

Qi Heng was ready to leave the small world at any time.

He didn't look at Song Yuyue's expression when she found out she was taken hostage. To be more specific, Qi Heng didn't take anyone at the scene seriously.

He just lowered his eyes quietly and let Li Jian point the gun at him.

A look as if he is out of this world.

boom!

The gun went off…

But, why didn’t you get away?

Qi Heng realized something and looked up suddenly, meeting the eyes of Song Yuyue who was not far away.

The muzzle of the gun was pointed at his chin, and blood stained his collar...

Song Yuyue committed suicide.

Qi Heng's pupils constricted. He pushed Li Jian away and staggered towards the fallen young man.

Song Yuyue lay on her back on the grass, turning her head and looking at Qi Heng.

He was laughing, and his laughter was intermittent, accompanied by blood overflowing from his mouth.

Qi Heng wanted to question, but found himself so shocked that he couldn't speak.

The world around was getting darker and darker, the scene was chaotic, and everyone was running towards Song Yuyue.

Crying, screaming, laughing...

Song Yuyue didn't care. He just stared at Qi Heng with a pale face. When the man was only one meter away from him, he spoke

"Uncle, I'm sorry."

[Ding-The suicide of the Son of Fortune was detected. Host No. 010 was forcibly ejected from the small world.

Mission evaluation in progress... Mission failed, failed, failed...】

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle—

The strong sound of electric current made Qi Heng's soul ache. He quickly covered his head and his mood fell to the bottom.

Qi Heng still couldn't figure out why the mission failed?

Why did Song Yuyue commit suicide? What was the meaning of his suicide? Wouldn't it be better to continue to be his son of destiny while alive?

We are only one step away from mission success.

Are we going back to the Falling Star Prison?

Oh, I really want to meet Zhi Ruan...

【Task assessment error.】

The sudden reversal stunned Qi Heng.

[After re-evaluation by the research institute and superiors, the suicide of Song Yuyue, the son of luck, has nothing to do with host No. 010.

This task is invalid and no assessment will be given. 】

Is it really nothing to do with him? Qi Heng always felt that something was wrong.

[Ding-It was detected that the mental condition of host No. 010 Qi Heng was abnormal, and he was sent back to Elbia for recuperation.

PS: Mr. Qi can go to the research institute to see his daughter. This is the first time Xingyun has made an exception. Please keep it confidential in the live broadcast room.

—Anonymous User 1]

Qi Heng: "!!!"

He read the last few lines of small print over and over again, his whole body trembling.

Unspeakable joy filled his mind, making him dizzy.

(School World extra chapter in Chapter 192)