Game of Death: Pretty Crazy

He turned on the light and hung his coat on a hanger in the hallway.The interior furniture was cluttered and there were electrical outlets strewn across the floor.He pushed back his stray blond hair and walked over to the refrigerator.There is a magnetic strip on the door of the refrigerator, marking the calorie content of today's three meals, and the English writing is clear and powerful.He smiled, and the blue of his eyes became lighter again.

The sound of the microwave heating was a bit noisy, waking Peng Minze who was in a light sleep.He came out of the bedroom wearing only pajama pants, rubbing his eyes:

"Sir, why did you come back so late?"

"You're awake."

After dinner, the husband wiped his mouth: "The shareholders are getting more and more verbose, and I want to come back to see you soon."

Knowing that he was going to attend a meeting related to DEATHSHOW, Peng Min felt depressed and silently packed the tableware.The husband sat on the sofa, watched him carry the dishes to the kitchen, and asked behind him: "How about being a personal trainer, are you still used to it?"

"Yeah." Peng Min lowered his head to wash the dishes, "The overall environment is not bad, but some members didn't complete the training on time, and even complained to the supervisor that my plan was not good."

"Hee hee hee." The husband couldn't help laughing out loud while drinking tea. This kind of relaxed and daily working environment is very strange to him, it's like another world, and all the troubles are just minor troubles.It would be interesting to bring that member to DEATHSHOW and let him know who he offended.But my husband didn't have so much time to waste on ordinary people, he said casually: "If you don't like it, you can quit your job, I can afford you."

Peng Min said helplessly, "Sir, you can't rely on others to support you when you grow up. Didn't you teach me that?"

"Oh? I still remember, it's so cute." The gentleman narrowed his eyes with a smile, and patted the place next to him, "Min Ze, come here."

"What's the matter? Sir, you have to go to bed quickly."

But the husband insisted on letting him sit there, Peng Min thought it was because he wanted to talk at night on a whim, or came up with a new idea of ​​DEATHTHEATER, so he reluctantly sat beside him.After waiting for him to sit down, Mr. Li naturally lay down on his knees, facing inward, and curled up comfortably.

"Um, sir?"

The man on the lap was facing his crotch, and his breath slightly scratched the important parts, which made Peng Min very embarrassed.He looked down, and saw that the husband's short golden-brown hair was scattered on his thighs, and the golden eyelashes were trembling, and they were incredibly long.He hurriedly said: "Is this not very good—"

"At the meeting, I couldn't hear what they said clearly. I suspected that my ears were blocked. Minze, can you clean my ears for me?" the gentleman said, "I'll go to sleep after cleaning."

"Sir, you should do it yourself."

Mr. frowned, "But, when you were young, you liked to clean my ears and tie me, and followed me wherever I went. The first English sentence you can say is 'Iloveyou', every time I see you I have to say..."

"That's because you said that sentence means 'teacher'." Peng Min interjected.

"Oh, Min Ze doesn't like me anymore when I'm old, I was so cute when I was young..."

"No, sir is not old at all." Peng Min interrupted his thoughts and found out the earpick, "Go to bed after you take out, right?"

He put the slender earpick into the hole, and the husband moaned comfortably, and then moved his head a few inches to the inside of his thigh.Peng Min lost his father when he was young, so he didn't know whether the relationship between father and son should be so close.He had witnessed the cruelty of DEATHSHOW with his own eyes, and immersing himself in it would definitely change a person's character. On the surface, the husband was still as gentle and amiable as before, but in action, he was anxious to arrange a relationship for Peng Minze.This eagerness makes Peng Min worry, as if the husband is trying to suppress something, he himself has foreseen an irreversible ending.

Peng Min stared at him. Although he was not related by blood, the husband was his last relative: "Sir, can't you give up DEATHSHOW?"

Before the words fell, the wrist was grabbed.The gentleman opened his eyes, and his light blue eyes turned to him, still smiling.

"Minze, did you see the ashtray on the table?"

"Hit the earpick with the bottom of the ashtray, and you can kill me right now. The tools for killing are actually everywhere."

"What!" Peng Min was startled, and quickly withdrew his hand.

The gentleman turned his face away and said nonchalantly:

"Minze, for some people, only death can stop them."

"Minze?"

Peng Min heard someone calling him, and came to his senses, the water in the sink was tangent to the countertop, overflowing from the edge.He quickly turned off the faucet, unplugged the water plug, and watched the sewage and detergent foam sink into the whirlpool.

"You're distracted." Wei Zixu was beside him, leaning his back against the cupboard, and said with a smile, "Is it because you're so happy that you can't find Bei when you think about going home tomorrow?"

"I'm talking about you, you ate too much today." Peng Min glanced at him.

"Is there? Two bowls of rice is my normal appetite?" Wei Zixu wondered, and then said: "But I am really happy. I have been missing for ten days, my family must be very anxious."

Peng Min put the bowls and chopsticks back into the cupboard, and wiped his hands on the apron, "You said your parents have an older brother? Your family has a lot of connections, maybe everyone in Beijing will recognize your face after you go out."

"Haha, that's not the case, as long as everyone in the work unit recognizes it."

As Wei Zixu said, he approached Peng Minze, pressed close to his shoulder, and asked earnestly, "Minze, where do you live? Can I go find you after I go out?"

"Although my parents are strict, they are very open-minded in this regard and will agree with us. After this game is over, can we formally date? I also want to visit your house. Now you... and Does that gentleman live together? Do I need to bring some souvenirs or something, what does he like?"

Peng Min took off his apron, and when he mentioned Mr., his expression changed, "Did you forget the reward for winning before discussing this matter? Do you have any wishes for the director to fulfill?"

Wei Zixu smiled relaxedly: "Ah, I really forgot about it. My wish? It's nothing more than a promotion and salary increase. It's easy for the director, after all, he is so good."

There was a chuckle in his nose, "Oh...is that so?" Peng Min usually smiled heartily and plainly, but every time he talked about director, his expression made Wei Zixu feel strange.The corners of the mouth were raised, the brows were slightly frowned, and the eyes were full of suspicion. It was a sarcastic smile.

When others mentioned the director, most of them reacted with hatred or anger. Why did he show a sarcastic smile?

In fact, Wei Zixu has always had a doubt, and today Mo Wanxiang's DEATHTHEATER once again confirmed it.Wei Zixu remembered that when he watched the first DEATHTHEATER, he was shocked by the scene of the execution, and the sense of absurdity in his heart could not be eliminated for a long time.But Peng Min didn't even have that kind of shock.After Li Zhen died, he was the first to leave the auditorium, calmly sat on the sofa and thought about things.Every subsequent execution did not affect him too much. He prepared ingredients for lunch on his own, or went back to his room to exercise for an hour.

Except for Han Xiaona's execution, he seemed to lose control of his emotions, ran out of the mansion, and said some irrelevant things to Wei Zixu on the shore of the lake.Wei Zixu couldn't see any connection between him and Han Xiaona.If it wasn't because of the deceased, could it be because of the method of execution or the director's narration?

After Mo Wanxiang's death, he reacted as calmly as before, and even changed into swimming trunks and swam a few times in the lake.

He told Wei Zixu on the first night to be optimistic, but this level of optimism was out of the normal range.

Should I say optimistic, or numb?

Tonight is the last night, there is only one person left, one wolf.

Both Peng Minze and Wei Zixu will make a decision tonight.Peng Min tidied up the kitchen utensils, went out for a walk along the lake, and quietly thought about plans for the evening.

What is certain is that Wei Zixu has two weapons in his hands.One is Xiao Hanqing's laser gun, which he used to kill Zhao Lun.The gun had a long range, which was evident from Wei Zixu pretending to be injured on the third night.But the disadvantage is that it can only shoot in a straight line, and the range is narrow. Wei Zixu's aim is not known, but Peng Min intuitively thinks it is not optimistic.He turned to look at the calm lake.Refraction can cause parallax. If you dive underwater, can you temporarily escape the fatal blow?

But Wei Zixu probably wouldn't give him this chance.If it was him, he might hide the laser gun somewhere on his body, approach Peng Minze pretending to be harmless, and then violently kill him.If he is forced to fight Wei Zixu in close combat, thanks to the difference in size, Peng Min has some confidence that he can suppress him.What he lacked in confidence was that when it came time to fight with his life, he would definitely not be willing to give Wei Zixu a ruthless hand, but Wei Zixu was willing.

There is another weapon, but Peng Min still doesn't know the full picture of it.Judging from the effect, it was a delayed onset toxin, and Wei Zixu used it to kill Zhu Yu and Liu Jing.The way of death of the two of them is inconsistent. Could it be that the weapon can control the way of death?Considering that it is a delayed onset, maybe the time of death can also be controlled?Such a weapon sounds incredible, but Peng Min, who is familiar with DEATHSHOW, believes that it exists with the financial and technical support of shareholders behind it.However, since it is poison, it is always necessary to have contact with the victim, whether through food or body, as long as one observes consciously, one can always notice something strange.

Wei Zixu switched these two weapons to kill people, in order to see the situation and blame the opposing camp.There are only the two of them left tonight, Wei Zixu doesn't need to find a good scapegoat, he should prefer to use a laser gun that can attack actively.

Peng Min was completely immersed in this kind of thought, and walked around unknowingly. When he looked up, he was shocked and walked back to the main entrance of the mansion.Two retro-style doors are facing him, and the gap between the doors, which is one person wide, is dark and gloomy.

He suddenly found that he had envisioned countless ways for Wei Zixu to kill him, but he didn't feel any tension in his heart.Is it because I have been around my husband all the year round, and I have become numb to watching death?Or was he unable to escape his incorrigible innocence, so naive that he thought Wei Zixu wouldn't actually kill him?

It's time for him to wake up.Wei Zixu had no reason to let him go, especially a reason like "love".Peng Min was not good at luring the enemy, let alone such an excellent hunter as Wei Zixu.

What's ridiculous is that Peng Min couldn't be sure of Wei Zixu's sincerity, but he knew that his love for Wei Zixu was as certain as Wei Zixu's murderous intent towards him.He could only bet that Wei Zixu had shaken him a bit, and he struggled to survive in that shake.

As long as it lasts until dawn, everything will be rewritten.

After entering the door, the indoor natural light is limited, which is darker than the outdoor.Peng Min stepped up the stairs, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of someone in the nearby armchair.The man was wearing a light blue suit, layers of bandages were exposed under the short sleeves, and he was curled up in an armchair lying on his right side.

That was the chair he talked to Wei Zixu on the first day.Wei Zixu fell asleep peacefully inside.

Due to continuous blood loss, Wei Zixu's skin became paler than the first day, and his lips faded to a light pink color, making his hair and eyelashes dark and confusing.Peng Min had warned him not to sleep on his side, but he couldn't change it, and now he was pressing on the wound, and he was frowning painfully in his sleep.

The temperature is right now, and you probably won't catch a cold if you don't cover yourself with a quilt.But seeing him curled up in the chair taking an afternoon nap, Peng Min couldn't remain indifferent.He brought a blanket from his own room to cover Wei Zixu, squatted in front of him, and suddenly thought to himself: If he could ignore Wei Zixu from the beginning, he would not have fallen into this situation, and he would not So many have been dragged to their graves by his obsession.

The light cast a soft halo around Wei Zixu's body, and there were dust dancing in it.Peng Minze's eyes fell on his undulating side face, every time that face appeared in Peng Minze's dreams, it was a nightmare.

Wei Zixu rolled his eyes and swallowed unconsciously. His prominently shaped Adam's apple slid down, driving the tendons and blood vessels under the skin of his neck.He was hypothermic and hadn't fully recovered since the third night.Peng Min noticed this because his palm was already on Wei Zixu's neck, wrapping his throat slowly.

The distance between the neck and the spine is large, and the connection is not tight. It only needs two hands to fix the jaw and throat respectively, and twist them crosswise, and Wei Zixu can die without a word.Peng Min moved his right hand to his chin, and held his neck with his left hand.This method of death takes a very short time and is painless. It is more comfortable than shooting him between the eyebrows with a gun, or smashing his earpick with the bottom of an ashtray.Peng Min's pupils constricted and his wrists tightened.

"Minze, for some people, only death can stop them."

There was no way out, both he and Wei Zixu.Peng Min can only maintain reason when he is outside Wei Zixu's line of sight, and once he meets those eyes, he will be bewitched again.Peng Min pinched his throat. If it wasn't for DEATHSHOW, he would never have met Wei Zixu in his life, and Wei Zixu would not have been killed by him, and lived in peace.

By the way, Wei Zixu's parents and elder brother must be looking for him anxiously, right?In the world outside of DEATHSHOW, Wei Zixu is just an ordinary person who follows the rules. Isn't he also a victim of DEATHSHOW?In the end it was DEATHSHOW's fault, it was the fault of the husband, it was the fault of the shareholders and the viewers.Wei Zixu was a plaything just like him, and he was pretending to kill Wei Zixu now, but it was because Peng Min was incapable of protecting him.

How strange, he was about to break Wei Zixu's neck, Wei Zixu was not dead, but his heart was about to stop beating.

A hand suddenly grabbed Peng Minze's right hand.Wei Zixu quietly opened his eyes, tears seemed to glisten inside.He looked at Peng Minze tenderly, and smiled softly: "Minze, it's great to see someone you like when you wake up."

His palms and neck are two kinds of temperature, surrounding Peng Minze very vividly.His eyes were watery, reflecting Peng Minze who was drained of all his strength for a moment.

Is it possible that Wei Zixu's love for him is real?