Shi Shanyan stopped holding the cigarette in his hand. He heard the camera in the corridor explode, and the sound seemed to be smashed by someone with a steel rod. +++ Popular Tanmei novel: www.sto123.cc He stepped over the body of 7-020 and did not see the light on the top floor.

The elevator didn't respond, and I couldn't swipe with the 7-020 card.

Shi Shanyan threw the 7-020 card and decided to go up the safe passage.

The card fell to his feet and was stepped on by him. The shoe print covers the position of the head. He is a cross-dressed man with heavy makeup (yan yan).

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Li Hu was ecstatic about the situation in front of him. He thought that Yan Junxun had a brain disease. There were only three people left in this room. Neither he nor Lihua approached Yan Junxun. Yan Junxun seemed to be being beaten, but soon he felt scared.

The weird clown in the light screen covered his ears. Before the laughter lasted for three seconds, he was kicked to the ground and rolled into the trash. He hit his own background wall with this roll, and the background wall composed of cameras suddenly burst open, like a bag of potato chips squeezed by a clown, instantly bursting into data fragments, and the picture on the light screen "Bahla" The ground flashed.

The clown has not disappeared. He cannot disappear because he does not have the authority to disappear.

"Who is ruling the world?" The clown shouted in the screen and was hung up. He turned upside down and waved his arms, looking for Yan Jun to bark his teeth: "Your eyes can see the world, and everyone is living under your gun. Yan Junxun, we will eventually rule the world!"

Yan Junxun looked at the clown. The clown had the same face as Yan Junxun, but that was not true. Yan Junxun felt that the world was turning upside down, he did not move, and shot at the clown.

Lihua was yelling, but Li Hu saw Jun Yan not moving.

But there was a gunshot in the screen immediately, and the clown flicked on the light screen, as if it had been *shielded by keywords*. He just hangs like that, dropping his arms, *shielded keywords*. After a few seconds, the clown came back to life again. He grinned and said to the camera: "You can't kill me."

Yan Junxun pointed at the clown, like shooting at himself. Each time, he faced the clown's eyebrows accurately.

Li Hu felt it was too absurd, and he gradually couldn't tell where the shooting was! In reality, no one is moving, only the gunshots in the light screen are continuously sounding. Every time the gunfire was shot, a layer of blood was splashed on the screen.

The clown yelled in the picture, he struggled with his arms and hugged his head. Yan Junxun fiddled with him and shot him, it was like a distorted self-abuse game.

"You (kill sha) can't kill me..." The clown was dripping blood and the makeup on his face was washed out. He pushed the corners of his mouth with two fingers, and smiled strangely at Yan Junxun (Lu), "Welcome Come back, Yan Junxun."

Yan Junxun finally moved. He raised the gun and held it against his head.

The two people are separated by a light screen, but they are like strange mirrors.

"Don't shoot," the clown changed his look in Yan Junxun's eyes, his arms leaned toward the camera, and he begged in a panic, "Don't shoot! Yan Junxun—" He was crazy. Called, Fuck cao)! Stop! Yan Junxun!"

"I (kill sha) have to kill you," Yan Junxun saw through the clown's eyes like vines, and wrapped the clown tightly. He also (exposed) a slightly crazy smile, "Joker."

*Blocked keywords* were pulled.

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