On killing the protagonist

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Protagonist: Gaia

Opening time: October 10

Ye Hanjiang felt in a daze and returned to the first world of punishment. No matter how he escaped, Jerry would always find him.

Like a real cat, he sometimes chases and sometimes gives up on the fleeing prey, enjoying the pleasure of playing with the prey in his palms.

Getting rid of his pursuit again, Ye Hanjiang finally calmed down from Gu Qinuo's death and Ye Qiu's shooting.

"It can't go on like this." Ye Hanjiang secretly said: "Too passive, I have to find a way to get rid of him."

He was really worried about Ye Qiu's injury and wanted to go back and have a look.

Seeing the opportunity to dodge and hide behind the tree, Ye Hanjiang silently calculated the time when Jerry would appear, then chose a tricky angle, and swung the chaotic scythe down hard.

"Dang!"

The sound of metal impact sounded, and a gun was knocked flying and fell into the grass not far away.

Ye Hanjiang was overjoyed, he raised the prison scythe and swung it down fiercely.

The three-finger-wide dagger whizzed straight towards Jerry's neck, and a cold light flashed in the corners of their eyes.

The next moment, the sound of blades colliding sounded.

A dagger blocked the scythe.

Ye Hanjiang was in a bad mood, and just about to lift his foot to retreat, the other party's wrist shook, and accompanied by the ear-piercing sound of rubbing, the sharp blade hit Ye Hanjiang's wrist directly.

The purpose is very clear, that is to cut off Ye Hanjiang's wrist.

Before he had time to think about it, Ye Hanjiang intuitively changed the direction of the chaotic prison sickle, and lifted the blade towards the outside of his wrist and lifted it upwards.

Unexpectedly, the opponent's strength was even stronger, and they actually suppressed Ye Hanjiang's recruit by relying on brute force.

Seeing that the dagger was about to hit his neck, Ye Hanjiang had no choice but to give up the attack and lean back to avoid it.

The other party seemed to have expected that while Ye Hanjiang was unloading, he was risking his forearm cut by the chaotic scythe, and at the same time he leaned up and kicked Ye Hanjiang's waist and abdomen fiercely.

Ye Hanjiang immediately vomited blood and flew backwards, falling into the grass two meters away.

He lay on the ground, looking at Jerry with fear in his eyes.

This short trial of less than 1 minute made Ye Hanjiang clearly realize how strong the opponent is. With only force, he is definitely not the opponent of this person in front of him.

In order to deal with himself, the main god seems to have released some incredible characters.

He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and looked at Jerry vigilantly to prevent him from attacking suddenly.

Glancing at the bleeding forearm, Jerry's face flashed with sullen anger: "The ants actually want to fight against the gods. Since you don't want to play games, then I will help you!"

After finishing speaking, he drew out his dagger and ran towards Ye Hanjiang.

"Too fast!" Ye Hanjiang only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and the next moment, the person was already close in front of him, and the dagger came straight to his chest with a flashing cold light.

At the second when Jerry's dagger was about to stab Ye Hanjiang's chest, a poker slipped across his wrist.

Along with the blood and the clang of the dagger falling to the ground, a voice rang in their ears.

"Hey, kid, how does it feel to kill someone with a script written by someone else? Isn't it cool?"

When the two turned their heads, Gaia stood on the tree trunk like a god, looking at them solemnly.

Jerry stopped what he was doing and looked at Gaia: "What do you mean?"

"What do you mean?" Gaia raised the corners of her mouth: "Didn't your mother teach you not to touch other people's things?"

Jerry suddenly thought of a possibility: "You wrote that murder script?"

"Bingo!" Gaia stretched out her index finger for a correct answer.

He put his index finger on both sides of his lips, and made a manual smile: "Since the answer is correct, I must reward you. How about sending you to see the Lord you believe in?"

Jerry narrowed his eyes: "You want to help him?"

"Help him?" Gaia seemed to have heard a big joke. He laughed so hard that he leaned forward and back, and stopped after a long while, shaking his head: "No, I just want to kill you."

"Why? I'm helping you."

Gaia lifted her chin, looked at him arrogantly and said: "Hehe... First, you ruined my last ration, just killing you is already cheap for you, and second, when you blaspheme me with your damn belief When writing the script, you should have the awareness that you will die in my hands."

Jerry didn't understand what he meant by breaking the ration, but it didn't prevent him from understanding the second reason.

"Blasphemy? Aren't you a believer in Christ?" Jerry only felt that something was out of his control.

Since the person in front of him could use the seven deadly sins of Christianity as a blueprint for murder, he naturally believed in Christianity. Why did he say that he had blasphemed his script?

Gaia's eyes were full of disgust: "A believer?"

He smiled like a devil crawling out of hell: "Naive! How can a person who can commit evil deeds in the name of God be his believer?"

Jerry didn't panic. If it was the one whose surname was Gu, he might still be a little more cautious. As for the man in front of him, he might not be strong enough to scare him.

He looked at the colorful paint on Gaia's face and thought to himself: the weaker a person is, the more they need these gaudy things to disguise themselves.

Gaia, who was squatting on the treetop, sensed his disdain very sensitively, and licked the playing cards with the tip of her tongue, with a troubled look on her face: "Oh, I'm being underestimated!"

"But it doesn't matter." Gaia stood up and moved her hands and feet: "In this way, it will be easier to kill you!"

He turned his head to look at Ye Hanjiang and said, "Little cutie, it's only the sixth day, and it's not time for you to show up~ If you don't go back, your friend may not be able to survive."

Although Ye Hanjiang hated Gaia for harming Gu Qinuo, his worries about Ye Qiu still prevailed. He gritted his teeth and got up from the ground, turned around and ran quickly to the south factory area.

When he rushed to the house, there was no sign of Ye Qiu on the ground.

Ye Hanjiang was terrified in his heart, and looked around in a panic, until he saw a familiar figure on the roof of the building, and then he was relieved.

He didn't have time to think about why Ye Qiu climbed to the top of the building with serious injuries, but he just climbed up like a gust of wind.

"Third Brother." When he saw Ye Qiu not standing on the roof, but sitting on the railing facing himself, Ye Hanjiang suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

The screen switches back to the other side.

"Oh, congratulations on topping the list of people I hate the most." Gaia stood on the tree trunk with her lips pouted, and said with regret, "What a chance for a hero to save the beauty, and you messed it up."

Jerry didn't pay attention to the man in front of him at all, he pulled out the dagger, his face was full of fighting spirit.

However, 10 minutes later, he leaned against the tree trunk with a terrified face, holding a dagger and looking at the opposite person tremblingly.

At this time, Jerry was in a panic. His clothes were cut into fishing nets by playing cards, and almost no part of his body was intact.

He knew well that it wasn't that those playing cards couldn't hurt him, but that Gaia deliberately let the playing cards deviate from the track.

He doesn't seem to be in a hurry to kill Jerry, and has been using playing cards to control Jerry to run within a specific range.

When a huge demon eye appeared on the ground, Gaia finally moved. He jumped up from the treetops and rushed towards Jerry.

Jerry has long been agitated by his playful actions before, and when he saw him approaching, he secretly applauded: "It's just in time!"

He is not good at long-range attacks, but he is very good at close combat because of his practice of shrinking bones.

Jerry has full confidence that as long as the clown gets close, he will definitely let him know what killing and fighting is.

He rushed up to Gaia full of confidence, and the other party leaned over without knowing it.

Jerry was overjoyed, his eyes flashed, and he shouted, "Go to hell!"

The sharp knife hit Gaia's chest with a whistling sound.

"Pfft!"

The sharp pain in his chest made Jerry recover from the ecstasy. He looked at the silver cold light on his chest, his eyes filled with disbelief and he fell slowly to the ground.

"How could there be a knife? Where did it come from?" At this moment, there were countless questions lingering in Jerry's mind, but it was too late.

The sharp knife pierced his heart accurately. The reason why he is not dead now is because the wound is too small, so that the severed myocardium is still stuck together.

But as long as he gets a little emotional, he will squirt blood and die immediately.

"Dangdang!" Gaia looked excited: "supires!"

While twisting his body, he said triumphantly: "Magic is a compulsory course for clowns~"

The next moment, the long knife in the heart was pulled away from the body in an instant, and then disappeared in Gaia's hands.

The clown walked up to Jerry slowly, looked down at his skin and said in admiration: "Hee hee~ This is the first time I've seen stretchable human skin, just now I'm going to make a new doll, so I use your skin to make it Let's make clothes!"

Jerry's face turned pale from his words, but he had to try his best to calm down.

He knew about skinning, and it is said that this kind of punishment began in the state of Wu during the Three Kingdoms period.

The victim is first hoisted, with his limbs facing inwards, bound to an upright wooden board.

Then the executioner will cut down the spine of the prisoner's neck and split the skin on the prisoner's back in half.

Then use a knife to separate the flesh and skin little by little until the whole skin is completely peeled off.

He shook his head in horror, opened his mouth but said nothing.

Gaia stopped her hands when she heard the wailing sound coming from a distance, and sighed, "It seems that this doll is hopeless again. What a pity, I rarely meet such perfect eyes."

"Dang!"

The sharp knife was thrown to the ground, and a low and pleasant baritone voice rang out in the forest: "Lord, please forgive these sinners!"

The playing cards slid across the neck, and warm blood sprayed out from the neck, like a red fountain.

The weirdly dressed clown hummed a little tune, and slowly disappeared into the forest.

The roof of the West Factory.

"Third brother, why did you sit on it?" Ye Hanjiang coaxed with a pale face, "You get down first, it's too dangerous."

Ye Qiu's voice was as ethereal as smoke: "Xiao Jiu, third brother wants you to tell the truth, what is the reason for your suicide?"

Ye Hanjiang's heart skipped a beat, he covered the strange look on his face, and shook his head: "I don't know either!"

"Why did you lie to me?" Ye Qiu's eyes showed sadness: "Ever since you told me about your suicide warning, I have been thinking about what is so important that you would rather commit suicide than complete the task."

Ye Hanjiang opened his mouth, but said nothing.

The people on the terrace looked at him with extra firm eyes: "There are only two reasons, Arnold and me, right?"

Ye Hanjiang avoided answering, squeezed out a stiff smile, and said to him from left to right: "Third brother, let's not talk about that first, can you come down first, the terrace is narrow, it's no joke if your feet slip .”

Ye Qiu shook his head: "After Gaia restores the clock and Arnold disappears, the only reason you committed suicide is me..."

Ye Hanjiang panicked, "Third Brother..."

Ye Qiu interrupted him: "Because I'm the pillar of that damned world, right?"

"No, third brother, listen to me, it's not like this."

The person opposite showed a relieved expression: "I understand."

Ye Hanjiang: "Third brother, calm down, there is a solution to the big problem, you come down first, let's discuss it, third brother, I beg you, come down!"

He begged sadly: "Believe me, I am so smart, even if my memory is washed away by the Lord God, I will definitely be able to make a comeback. I promised to take you home, and I will definitely be able to do it..."

"Give up, Xiao Jiu!"

"Third Brother!!" The eyes of the person opposite were full of shock.

Ye Qiu shook his head: "As long as there is a little bit of hope, you won't die again and again. If this goes on, it's just an endless loop!"

He looked at Ye Hanjiang and smiled very relieved: "Now that you have someone to take care of you, third brother can leave with peace of mind."

"Third Brother...No..." Ye Hanjiang shook his head desperately, not wanting to hear what he was going to say next.

"Good boy! Listen to the third brother."

The tenderness in Ye Qiu's eyes was like a galaxy, and he suddenly looked up at the sky:

"That field next to me!"

"The fragrance of jujube flowers at hand!"

"Sorghum is ripe and red all over the sky!"

"Third brother, I will take you to a distant place!"

At the end of the last sentence, Ye Qiu raised his hands horizontally and closed his eyes.

Ye Hanjiang's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition arose spontaneously. He ran towards Ye Qiu's position, but it was too late.

Ye Qiu is like a soaring crane, falling backwards from a tall building,

"Third brother!!!" Ye Hanjiang watched helplessly as he fell off the tall building and melted into the black night.

He only felt a sudden pain in his chest, and he seemed to lose control of his hands and feet, and he could no longer move forward an inch.

Ye Hanjiang came back to his senses and rushed downstairs, he didn't remember how many times he fell, he just wanted to rush to Ye Qiu's side as soon as possible.

The mouth of the person lying on the ground was smiling, and a tinge of blood oozes from under the ink-like black hair, and then spreads, like a mandala opened on Huangquan Road, beautiful but deadly.

"Do not…"

The curtain of the sky engulfed the last ray of light, and the shrill cry spread far and wide in the night sky, like a lone wolf that lost its companion, desperate and helpless.