He didn't understand: "How could I not die after jumping from such a high height?"
Jiang Yu exhaled a breath of turbid air. "Living Towards Death," the title of the film reminds us how to play this game.
Shi Yanyan opened his mouth dully, "The title of the movie? 'Deadly Stairs'? Doesn't the title tell us that stairs are dangerous and can kill people? Where else can it give us any other clues???"
Shi Yan is very stupid. He is not good at deciphering puzzles or finding clues. He can only be an obedient teammate and follow the powerful players to win.
However, when the team needs him, Shi Yan will not refuse.
This is an important reason why he and Jiang Yu can become close friends.
The little white flower-like girl explained to Shi Yan, "Literally, it means that the stairs are dangerous and there are deadly threats. So, we can't stay on the stairs. Jumping down is the only way to survive."
She looked at Shen Zhizhi with a soft gaze, her eyes full of water and gratitude, “The ticket seller lady didn’t hurt us, she was saving us.”
Shi Yan woke up as if from a dream, "So that's what happened."
He touched his round belly innocently and said, "If you hadn't told me, I might never have figured it out in my life."
He climbed up and bowed solemnly to Shen Zhizhi, “Thank you, Miss Ticket Seller, thank you for saving us.”
Jiang Yu supported himself with one hand and stood up nimbly. He also wanted to say thank you to the beautiful ticket seller, but when he glanced around, he suddenly realized that there were only seven players. Huh?
Where is Yang Fu?
His tongue swirled around in his mouth, and the words of gratitude turned into questions.
"Miss the conductor, we have another friend. Where is she?"
The other players then realized that they were missing Yang Fu.
Yang Fu is their vice president. She has some serious personality issues, but she's just okay.
They couldn't help but feel a little worried.
Shen Zhizhi raised her eyebrows and said in a calm tone, “She didn’t jump, she died on the stairs.”
Dead?
Jiang Yu was stunned. Why didn't Yang Fu jump? She was going to die anyway, so it wouldn't matter if she just listened to the conductor...
After all, I have helped those players several times, so I will just consider it as paying my life back to the ticket seller.
Jiang Yu suddenly remembered that the previous players were kicked down the stairs by the ticket seller. Why did the ticket seller ignore Yang Fu when it was her turn?
Is it because of what Yang Fu said?
Well, there are a lot of insults in there.
It seems that the ticket seller is a cunning person and doesn't like rude people.
Too many people die in the dungeon every day. Jiang Yu mourned for a moment and put Yang Fu out of his mind.
His brows were sincere, his voice lowered a little, and his bubbling voice was very strong. "Miss the conductor, you are so kind to us."
Shen Zhizhi frowned imperceptibly.
This overly intimate tone is very disgusting.
After casually saying "It's a good match", Shen Zhizhi paused and said coldly, "Go back to your seats."
She looked up and saw that the picture on the big screen was still there, and there was still an hour left in the movie.
Something might happen in this hour.
The players nodded and returned to their seats. Shi Yan suddenly clutched his stomach and groaned. He squeezed his legs together and gasped, "Brother Yu, my stomach hurts. I need to go to the bathroom."
Jiang Yu paused, feeling disappointed, and said, "Let's go after the movie is over."
"No... I can't." Shi Yan was sweating profusely and holding the armrest of the seat with difficulty. "Brother Yu, I can't hold it anymore. I feel that thing is going to reach my butt crack... It's about to come down."
Jiang Yu actually didn't mind Shi Yan pooping in the theater, but his mysophobia wouldn't allow Shi Yan to poop on the spot.
He couldn't bear to think about what it would feel like to be in a movie theater with a pile of shit.
This is worse than killing him.
Jiang Yu pulled Shi Yan outside, forgetting the rule of not leaving his seat for a moment. "I'll go to the bathroom with you. Hurry up and finish."
Shi Yan was so moved that he couldn't tell whether it was sweat or tears in the corners of his eyes. "Okay, Brother Yu, I'll be quick. This lump is thin, so it won't take long."
The visual effect was so strong that Jiang Yu's forehead was tightly wrinkled.
"Don't say anything, let's go and come back quickly."
He took two steps and heard Shi Yan let out a few muffled farts, and an indescribable stench drifted in the air.
Jiang Yu's face turned green, and he quickly opened the door of the theater. The remains of the monster's tentacles lay quietly on the ground outside.
Jiang Yu took a few deep breaths of fresh air and stepped over the monster's tentacles.
Feeling that the stench was gone, Jiang Yu's expression returned to normal.
He raised his eyebrows, "Why are you standing there? Come over here."
The distance seemed like a mountain, and Shi Yan clamped his legs together, about to cry.
"Brother Yu, my dear brother, I can't get over here. If I move my legs, the liquid will come out."
"It's really reached the breaking point. I can't do it anymore."
When Shen Zhizhi heard these words as soon as she came out, her eyes suddenly became weird.
Looking back and forth between the two of them.
What kind of relationship do they have?
Jiang Yu thought Shi Yan was such a nuisance and said unhappily, "I'll carry you over."
Jiang Yu didn't waste any time, he ran over and picked up Shi Yan.
Jiang Yu loves fitness and has used a lot of body-building props, so he can carry a man with ease.
Shi Yan was so touched that he held back his desire to poop. "Brother Yu, if you were a woman, I would marry you—"
There is wind beside me.
Jiang Yu and Shi Yan looked to the right at the same time, and the ticket seller's stunningly beautiful profile came into their sight.
Her eyelashes were very long and her eyes were peculiarly shaped, curved and turned upwards, more cunning and beautiful than those of an expensive breed of fox.
Shi Yan was stunned, not caring about clamping his buttocks, staring at Shen Zhizhi and grinning foolishly.
Jiang Yu was brought back to his senses by a strong smell. He was in disbelief, his pupils trembling, "You pooped?"
Shi Yan quickly clamped it tight and stammered, "A, a little bit."
Just a little bit.
Thinking of the person on his shoulder who had pooped in his trouser pocket, Jiang Yu's expression changed several times, "Fuck you."
Jiang Yu didn't have time to chat with the ticket seller. He rushed into the dark corridor at the speed of a hundred meters and groped his way to the bathroom.
He put Shi Yan down, gagging in disgust, and said, "Get in."
Shi Yan hesitated and said, "Thank you, Brother Yu."
Jiang Yu felt so nauseous, the stench seemed to cover his skin, and he felt like he was about to be marinated.
I quickly washed my hands and wrists with water...
There was a medium-sized mirror above the sink, and Jiang Yu saw the beautiful ticket seller again.
Eh?
The conductor lady has been following them?
The conductor had a beautiful complexion, fair and slightly rosy, without the usual paleness.
Therefore, when Jiang Yu saw a person suddenly appear in the mirror, he did not feel scared.
Instead, I feel a strong sense of security.
"Miss the conductor, are you worried that something might happen to us, so you came to check on us?"
Jiang Yu has been praised since he was a child. He has a strong and handsome face. In addition, he loves fitness, has abdominal muscles and mermaid lines, and there is never a shortage of girls confessing their love.
He curled his lips conceitedly.
The ticket seller is so protective of him, could it be that she has fallen in love with him?
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