Will You Die if You Don’t Pretend to be Forced?

Jiang Yuyan, or Jing Ranran already, faced such an awkward situation, she felt dizzy and dizzy—caused by excessive blood loss.

So she tried her best, and her hand holding the wall released... her eyes closed, she fell straight to the ground and fainted.

eleven:"…"

She seriously suspected that this person was acting.

But he waved his hand and asked someone to take her back.

After Jing Ranran woke up again, he pretended to be confused and looked at his surroundings blankly, and then tried to call the system that was as cold as a snow-capped glacier:

[Fourteen, this task is about to be over, have you noticed it? I’m just like a fish on the chopping board waiting to be slaughtered. If I don’t agree, I will play with Jing Ranran again as a dog—]

The system 1314 interrupted her long nonsense that could not see the end, and went straight to the subject: [What do you want to say? 】

[Now lift the seal for me, save them and my wife, I only need ten seconds, we can complete the task. ] Jing Ranran replied so sincerely.

[Non-delegator or task subject has a life-threatening opportunity, request to be rejected. ] The system answered her indifferently.

Jing Ranran glanced at the hanging bottle hanging on the bracket next to him, and his eyes passed through the open door of the room not far from the bed. She couldn't see anyone from her position, but she knew that she was absolutely impossible to run. After going out, after hearing the system's answer, she stared at the ceiling impeccably.

[I’m asking you a question now, please be sure to answer me seriously—this is actually so many tasks in this world, is it really revenge on me, right? 】

【…You think too much. ] System 1314 replied.

[To be reasonable, the last world made me fall in love with the lone star of the evil gods. This world directly allows me, a woman who has no power to restrain the chicken, to fight the big demon to save my parents. Don't you think it is cruel to me? ] Jing Ranran raised his hand and looked at the blue blood vessels on the back of his hand. He felt the coldness of his arm from the infusion, and his eyes showed infinite melancholy.

[Keep the momentum of your questioning me now, believe me, the big demon is not your opponent. 】

Jing Ranran: [...]

[Do you know why you are called 1314? 】

System 1314: ...I don't want to listen to your popular science, thank you.

Before the system could say anything, Jing Ranran quickly answered his question: [Because a system like you is destined to find no target, you can only have one system for your entire life. 】

System 1314: [If the object is yours, then I first thank you for your blessing. 】

When Jing Ranran was about to roll up his sleeves and laugh at each other for another three hundred rounds with the dog than the system, a very cold voice came from the door: "Wake up."

The coldness in her tone and a murderous aura that couldn't be ignored instantly rushed to Jing Ranran's back. She almost thought that she had some **** hatred with the other party.

The girl lying in the hospital bed is no longer pale, but her slightly **** appearance does not hinder her beauty, her facial features are soft, her temperament is gentle, and every time she sees her, she feels very annoying-such a person, Should not stand in this dark world.

How could the couple of dogs in the Lin family raise such a clean person?

Wouldn't they think that the vigor and cleanliness of this person is incompatible with this place?

When the man saw her come in, he smiled unconsciously, his dark eyes seemed to be filled with crescents, bright and beautiful.

Eleven approached the person on the hospital bed without rushing, the heels of his boots knocked on the carpet, and there was no sound, but the creepy breath was deeper.

Jing Ranran blinked anxiously, while maintaining his acting skills, he did not forget to chat with 1314.

[Eh eh eh, son, save dad quickly, do you see that she is going to kill me? Hey, such a heavy suffocation on a mortal person almost frightened me. 】

Jing Ranran felt that the fastest way to complete this task was to give up it!

What team leader! Obviously catch the ducks on the shelves! Who loves to be whoever is!

However, the system is indifferent to her call. If it really believes her nonsense, it can only show one problem. It needs to be overhauled.

[I don't have a son like you. At that time, Eleven had already walked to Jing Ranran's bed, and stretched out her hand to press on the wound on the back of her hand that was pierced outside the quilt.

When her cool fingertips pressed against the wound, Jing Ranran was frightened and shrank unconsciously by her aura.

[Oh, I don't have a father like you either. ] The system 1314 didn't think the excitement was too big, and responded to her.

[Keep it, I can see this person is a pervert, don't tell me she wants to pull my needle—huh? Fuck, she really has a grudge against me! 】

Because Jing Ranran met her face at close range, he subconsciously looked at this person's face. This look was incredible.

The eleventh, the life and death book record in front of him, indeed has a deep hatred with the Lin family and his wife.

This person was originally named Yanling, and she was the only daughter of the Yan family on the road. The Yan family mastered an important transportation line connecting with foreign markets and was jealous of countless people.

Twenty years ago, the Lin family took advantage of the opportunity of the Yan family to produce a large quantity of goods and launched an attack on their base.

This is also the famous "black eating black" incident on the road.

It's similar to what the Lin family did now for the Eleven Pairs.

[Ten thousand years of singles, this time we die before we leave the school...] ​​Jing Ranran felt that he hadn't had time to display his talents.

"It's just right to wake up, maybe you can tell me why you don't have a wound on your whole body, and you still lose too much blood?"

Hearing her question, Jing Ranran smiled calmly and replied: "Before I answer this question, eleven, can you remove your hand from the back of my hand? I think it's time to roll the needle—well, it’s already crooked. I feel it now."

Ah ah ah ah ah got stuck in the bones!

[Wow, thirteen, take me home! I don't want to be tough with this kind of devil when I don't have any force value! ] Jiang Yuyan of this number can stay with her to the end! But Jing Ranran can't do it!

Jing Ranran cried out in his heart.

Eleven retreated his hand expressionlessly and pressed the call bell on the bedside. After a while, the private doctor rushed in and found that it was not a **** scene. It was just a problem of a crooked needle stick. Relieved.

The doctor is very knowledgeable about current affairs. He used to work for the Lin family, but when the wind changed, he immediately switched to the eleventh school. But in any case, he hoped that Miss Jing never confronted this woman, there would be absolutely no good fruit.

Seeing this somewhat familiar face, the girl who sat up from the hospital bed called him strangely: "Uncle Li?"

His gaze walked back and forth between the eleven and the older man, Jing Ranran's expression was angry and helpless, more of a mockery of the status quo.

Seeing Jing Ranran's expression, Li Bo avoided her sight and looked down at her hand again. After pulling out the needle, he took out a pack of new medical equipment.

"It should be... it's okay, Uncle Li, I don't blame you." Jing Ranran looked at the white wall opposite, letting him change his hand for an injection.

The woman next to her has been silently watching all this, but the woman who has no sense of existence suddenly said, "Answer my question."

Jing Ranran protected his newly tied hand, tilted his head and continued to smile at her:

"Are you talking about excessive blood loss? Because of my aunt recently."

Li Bo: …I didn’t expect that Miss is good at making a big death.

Hearing her answer, Eleven slowly curled the corners of her lips. Her facial features were of the type with harder lines. If Li Qing was fateful, she had sharp facial features, Eleven was the type of facial features. She has the demeanor of a royal sister, and she also has her own evil spirit, which can't even be described as beautiful or ugly, but full of fierce spirit.

When she smiles like this, most people will feel that their necks are chilly, as if a red color will appear in front of them in the next second.

Before she could speak, Jing Ran suddenly smiled, as if her black talking eyes looked at her without fear, his expression clearly immersed in sorrow.

She asked lowly, with a slight smile:

"Eleven, you don't want me to live, do you?"

After a pause, the kind of innocent and sweet smile appeared on her face, looking at the sky outside the window, she spoke word by word:

"Or, Yanling doesn't want me to live, right?"

A little surprise flashed in her eleven eyes. She didn't expect that even the Lin family and his wife hadn't guessed the identity, which she had always despised the petite little girl could guess.

She couldn't help but look at Jing Ranran again.

"If I had known that you hated me so much, when I was shot, I wouldn't say anything so hard to climb back from the Palace of the Lord of Gods."

"Are you going to be happier if I died with my parents? I want you to be happier because I like you so much."

"Eleven, I know what it feels like to be hit by a bullet for the first time. I am very painful, but I am very happy. Because I am so weak, I finally saved you once."

"I really don't know how I came alive, but maybe I came back wrong, then you can kill me again, Yan Ling."

After finishing the long and long words in one breath, Jing Ranran looked down at the quilt, never looking up at the woman’s expression, because his eyes were blurred unconsciously, and the warm liquid made the white quilt round. Watermark.

No one was speaking in front of the bed, Jing Ranran stretched out his hand to wipe the tears, and when he looked up to look at the person, he found that Eleven did not know when he had left.

Jing Ranran: "...?????"

What do you mean, all my crying scenes have come out, so why don't you watch them?

"Miss Jing, take a good rest." Li Bo tried to speak for a long time, and finally left her with only a word.

[Thirteen Fourteen, come out! You judge, isn't what I said just now is not sensational? How can you touch me? ] Jing Ranran feels very incomprehensible. Why are these people so indifferent? What about the most basic trust and sympathy between people?

[You have not been killed by her on the spot again, which is your greatest success in this scene. ] The system 1314 evaluated a sentence objectively.

[Speaking is very reasonable, to be honest, the original owner died so terribly wronged. By the way, I have to sign up for this year's Jifu Spring Festival Gala. My acting skills are simply a loss for the performing arts industry. Jing Ranran kept a melancholy expression on his face, but in his heart he talked with the system about the annual Spring Festival Gala of the Difu.

Of course, the eleven who left did not believe Jing Ranran's words so easily, but the situation where there was no wound after being shot was really weird, and she couldn't think of any excuses.

…Should be missed?

What do you say about losing too much blood?

She intends to continue to observe Jing Ranran's situation, anyway, everyone is in her hands, and she will never run away.

Time didn't make her wait too long. It was during the dinner that the people who guarded Jing Ranran came to report that their former eldest lady went on a hunger strike.

When Eleven received the situation, he said without looking back: "Then starve them for two hours before talking."

Jing Ranran, who was hungry in the room, found that his new work did not attract the attention of the big guys, touched his stomach, sighed and said systematically:

[It's time for plan B. 】

She cleared her throat and began to speak into the empty corridor outside the wide open door: "Let me tell you a story. There used to be a big guy who was fierce and beautiful. There was a big guy at home. A beautiful little Gongju, Xiao Gongju fell in love with the big guy at first sight and vowed to be with the big guy."

The people outside the door pretended to be indifferent while watching their noses, noses, and hearts, but their ears were quietly erected, thinking in the bottom of their hearts: This sounds like the story of the boss, what happened later?

Jing Ranran didn't have much appetite for them. After a pause, he said: "Later, Xiao Gongju got the boss and ate the boss. Speaking of the taste..."

The person outside: ...? ? ? Drive off guard! ? Are you driving the boss's car?

At this moment they wished to plug their ears and sent someone to go to the eleven report.

The rest wailed in my heart: Miss, please let it go! We still want ears!

When it was eleventh, Jing Ranran's car was only halfway through, and the emergency brake almost threw himself out.

Seeing the woman with a gloomy face, she raised her hand with interest and said hello: "Hi~ why are you here? What a coincidence."

Eleven was wearing a black leather glove on her hand. She was taking it at this moment. When she heard Jing Ranran's words, she said unhurriedly: "I heard that someone was still in the mood to tell a story when they were on a hunger strike. Then I will come to accompany her. Playing games for a while, just to pass the time."

Uh, what gloves do you take when playing games?

It's definitely not a clapping game with her anyway. Jing Ranran felt a sense of danger inexplicably.

After taking off the gloves on 11th, he took off a commonly used Luger P85 from his waist, and skillfully removed the parts.

"The rules are very simple. There are 56 parts. If you can guess 14 of them, you will pass the level. If I win, I promised you a request, but I lost—"

"I won't lose!" Jing Ranran answered first before her words came out.

Anyway, the family is also in this business, she can't blindly install and dismantle, can she still recognize the parts?

Jing Ranran thought so confidently.

Five minutes later she understood how outrageous she was—

"Hmm! No... I can't put this in... Yan 11... I'm not playing anymore..."

"It hurts... okay... I was wrong... Eleven... Yan Ling..."

"Woo I really don't... let me go..."

Hearing her sobbing begging for mercy, Eleven leaned over and asked her, "Do you still want to tell me a story?"

"Stop talking..."

"Are you on a hunger strike?"

"No no no, I eat well QAQ"

The author has something to say: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh finally changed!

It feels like the big guy is terrible! But guessing the parts is great _(:з」∠)_

Today I went to Pudacuo National Park. The scenery is beautiful, I just walked to the suffocation.

The author sighed with emotion lying on the big bed of Shangri-La Tibetan residence.

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Happy eating!