Chapter 407 The Villain in the Comic is Pretty Handsome (3)
Chapter 407 The Villain in the Comic is Pretty Handsome (3)
"What do you mean?"
Zhao Hongyi had never heard of the term BE before, but he could feel a strong sense of unease.
Jiang Chen may also be dead!
"He can't die..."
Zhao Hongyi watched as Jiang Chen lunged at him on the computer screen.
He was seriously injured and on the verge of death.
Jiang Chen's expression was not only shocked, but also filled with pain.
The person behind him, however, looked amused and did not fire, but instead approached step by step.
Finally, the dark muzzle of a gun was pointed at Jiang Chen's head.
He said, "Go to hell! You should have died fifteen years ago!"
No!
No!
Zhao Hongyi shouted loudly, wishing he could enter the computer.
At this moment, the words "To be continued" appeared in the lower right corner of the computer screen.
The computer stopped working again.
Zhao Hongyi breathed a sigh of relief and calmed down considerably.
He looked around again, reached out and touched the computer desk and the computer used by professional comic book artists.
Everything felt so real; it was a level that dreams could never reach.
Moreover, there are many pictures of people on his computer desk, and he recognizes them all.
Su Dingding thoughtfully opened the drawer.
This contains a series of comic sketches, excluding characters, depicting houses, streets, jewelry, clothing, and so on.
After reading it, Zhao Hongyi closed his eyes.
He still couldn't convince himself.
"Am I dead?" he suddenly asked in a low voice.
"No."
"Is Jiang Chen dead?" Zhao Hongyi continued to ask.
"Not yet."
Upon hearing the answer, Zhao Hongyi opened his eyes and saw hope.
"So I have a chance to save him, right?" Zhao Hongyi asked, somewhat excitedly.
“I can give you a chance to go back and save him. Whether you can save him or not depends on your ability,” Su Dingding replied.
Zhao Hongyi nodded.
"So, Jiang Chen and I are really characters you created?"
Su Dingding narrowed his eyes; this tone wasn't quite right.
"As long as I get rid of you, I can continue creating comics and give Jiang Chen any life he wants. Am I right?"
Gangzi gave a thumbs up.
Honey, you love me so much!
"Shut up!" Zhao Hongyi roared.
"Host, he was mean to me." Gangzi stood behind Su Dingding with a wronged expression.
That freak is in for a world of trouble!
Zhao Hongyi flexed his wrists; he didn't take the little old lady seriously.
He had killed countless people in his life for Jiang Chen, so one more wouldn't make a difference.
"go to hell!"
Zhao Hongyi casually picked up a decorative crystal ball and smashed it on Su Dingding's head.
Su Dingding remained seated, but the crystal ball hovered above her head and couldn't be smashed down.
No matter how hard I try, it doesn't work!
Zhao Hongyi stared wide-eyed in horror.
But then Su Dingding slowly stood up, snatched the crystal ball from his hand, and then smashed it down on his head again and again.
Zhao Hongyi, who hadn't felt any pain just moments before, now felt like his head was about to explode from the pain.
Several wounds on my body began to ache intensely, and blood soaked through the gauze, staining my clothes red.
"You're so ungrateful!" Su Dingding was angry.
He kicked the person back into the comic book.
However, the most painful thing is knowing everything yet being powerless to do anything, even without erasing his memories.
Zhao Hongyi wiped the blood from his eyes and saw Jiang Chen stumbling over, clutching his wound.
There's nothing he can do now except buy himself time to escape and avoid being discovered.
Everyone in the world deserves to die, except for Jiang Chen, who must live.
Zhao Hongyi could only redeem himself if Jiang Chen lived, even if Jiang Chen died.
With great effort, Zhao Hongyi moved his body to a concealed position, raised his gun, gritted his teeth, and fired.
The men chasing Jiang Chen fell to the ground, but the gunshots also drew Jiang Chen's attention.
Fortunately, he didn't see anything and continued to run for his life.
Zhao Hongyi picked up a gun to cover his retreat and then killed two more people.
Just then, I suddenly heard footsteps behind me.
He turned his head and saw the muzzle of the gun.
"Zhao Hongyi?" The other party was somewhat surprised.
Zhao Hongyi let out a self-deprecating laugh; it was actually Li Yang.
He used Li Yang to get close to Jiang Chen's enemy, the notorious drug lord Li Tianxiong, who was involved in smuggling guns, trafficking people, and committing all sorts of evil deeds.
"I never imagined that you would be the one who betrayed me and Brother Xiong!"
Just as Li Yang was about to fire, a gunshot rang out behind him.
The gun in his hand fell to the ground, and he turned his head to see Jiang Chen's righteous face.
Jiang Chen killed Li Yang and ran to Zhao Hongyi in disbelief.
It really was him!
"How did you get here?" Jiang Chen panicked when he saw Zhao Hongyi, who was covered in blood and on the verge of death.
He had his doubts about Zhao Hongyi; after all, too many coincidences are no longer coincidences.
But he never found concrete evidence, and today everything seems self-evident.
On his journey to find his enemy, the person who kept providing him with clues and help was none other than him!
“You’re injured…” Zhao Hongyi’s gaze fell on Jiang Chen’s shoulder.
“You’re not badly injured, I’ll take you away.” Jiang Chen tried to help Zhao Hongyi up.
But Zhao Hongyi was taller than him, and his body had become even heavier due to his serious injuries. Jiang Chen himself was also injured, so it was very difficult for him.
"Jiang Chen, go, don't worry about me." As Zhao Hongyi pushed him away, he killed a man who was about to shoot them.
Jiang Chen couldn't bring himself to abandon his friends and fend for himself.
He continued trying, but Zhao Hongyi yelled at him, "You've just gotten your revenge, your life has just begun, don't let me..."
"Stop talking nonsense and come with me!" Jiang Chen helped Zhao Hongyi up.
He looked pained; the wound was tearing at him, and he was bleeding even more.
Zhao Hongyi looked at Jiang Chen and whispered in his ear, "Live well, I won't be able to stay with you anymore."
After saying that, he actually raised his hand and shot himself.
Su Dingding and Gangzi, who were reading comics, both exclaimed "Oh!" in surprise.
This guy is ruthless not only to others, but also to himself; he reserved all his remaining tenderness for Jiang Chen.
Before they could finish their exclamations, they discovered there was another person in the bed.
Zhao Hongyi has returned here again.
Gangzi went over to check and found no injury on his head, meaning that what had just happened didn't count. In the comic, he was still on the verge of death, but he hadn't died.
Time has turned back.
They looked at the computer screen, and sure enough, what had just happened had been erased.
Zhao Hongyi opened his eyes, saw the familiar pink room, and quickly sat up.
His wounds were congealed with blood, and he lost the ability to feel pain again.
Welcome back.
"How could this happen?" Zhao Hongyi lunged at the computer. Jiang Chen had been shot in the shoulder, and blood splattered everywhere.
The still image suffocated him.
“The original plot didn’t unfold this way. You can only reach the ending by completing the original storyline,” Su Dingding said.
"Will Jiang Chen survive?" Zhao Hongyi asked.
"It's your life or his life."
"Then tell me what the original plot was like?" Zhao Hongyi asked urgently.
As long as Jiang Chen can live, it doesn't matter whether he lives or dies.
"Then you'll have to try it yourself!"
Su Dingding kicked the person into the computer again!
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