"Bang", "Bang", "Bang", "Bang" "Bang"

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"Bang" "Bang--"

It was the early morning of New Year's Day. The sound of something falling from the first hospital building was heard, not too much or too little, just eighteen.

After these eighteen sounds, when everyone looked at the ground again, they found that there were eighteen flower pots broken on the ground next to the building.

The kind of broken bones that were broken can be seen at a glance that it fell from the top.

And these eighteen flower pots that were crushed to pieces were strangely connected into a crooked straight line. At the end of the straight line was a young man in a white coat.

Gu Mian, male, 22 years old, is a surgical intern at Lianhua Hospital. Everyone likes to call him Dr. Gu.

Of course, he has a more popular nickname - Tiansha Lone Star.

Gu Mian is from an orphanage, and is about 1.8 meters tall. She has a face that rich woman is very happy to keep. She should have been the future flower of the motherland, but this flower was almost defeated by his own strange luck.

He has experienced all the trivial things such as car accidents, explosions, shipwrecks, and food poisoning, and of course there are even more excessive things.

For example, eighteen flower pots fall down continuously to their heads.

Gu Mian patted his white coat, looked up at the eighteen flower pots that failed to hit his head: "Everyone, let's go, nothing is good to look at."

The passers-by around were obviously frightened by these eighteen crushed flower pots.

After a long time, an old man stubbornly spoke: "How can you forget it? This is murder!"

Gu Mian sighed, if this was considered murder, then every day he experienced since his birth was a living "Jing Ke assassination of Qin".

The train derailed, twenty-eight cars rear-ended, natural gas leaked, gas explosion, murderous landlord...

He has experienced all of these.

So it is not too much to smash the eighteen flower pots down on their heads, right?

Gu Mian finally comforted the panicked passerby, but unexpectedly encountered the next assassination of life at the corner.

He was used to it because he knew that there was an assassin waiting for an opportunity to move at every corner of his life.

It was an assassin who was five meters long, one and a half meters tall, had huge eyes, and looked like a van - it seemed like a van.

The square car rushed out from behind the corner, and rushed straight towards Gu Mian with eyes, without any intention of stopping.

Its red headlights looked like glaring eyes, and the sharp horns were roaring, as if the driver in the driver's seat was using all his strength to slap the horns.

Here comes, a car accident and assassination.

Seeing the van with wide eyes wide eyes, all the patients and family members on the street ran to the side in a hurry. Some of the injured legs were even healed without any medicine. The man threw his crutch and took out his marathon sprinting posture and jumped to the flower bed next to him. It was a medical miracle.

"Run quickly!" At this time, someone noticed the doctor on the van's trajectory.

Gu Mian also wanted to escape.

But years of experience in being assassinated told him that if he ran away early, the out-of-control car would definitely turn a bizarre turn halfway and continue drifting towards him.

People watched the out-of-control car rushing towards a doctor who seemed to be frightened.

But the expected situation of flesh and blood flying did not appear.

I saw that the doctor was very skilled. Just when the car was about to hit, he actually used light skills similar to Lingbo's micro-bu - to put it simply, jump backwards.

Gu Mian jumped and turned the upcoming intimate contact into passing by.

Everyone around was so shocked that they flashed their necks.

The car whizzed past in front of him.

Gu Mian breathed a sigh of relief, and then repeated to the people next to him who had stuttered his neck countless times in his life: "Okay, okay, nothing good to look at, let's all disperse."

This time the people dispersed quickly, and everyone seemed to have smelled the bad luck in the air, fearing that they would be infected with bad luck by accident, and they all scattered away.

At this time, the broken van had already rushed out ten meters away. He finally stopped and rolled down from above. A fat man was sweating profusely. He should be the driver.

"Sorry, little brother!" The fat man came over to apologize with panting, "This broken car suddenly couldn't stop."

Obviously, the fat man himself was also quite frightened, but he still ran over quickly to observe whether Gu Mian was injured.

After seeing that the person was not seriously injured, he breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look up at the face of the doctor who was almost hit by him.

Unexpectedly, the doctor who almost died of death was not at all weak, and was still calm, as if he was sure that the car would be the one he had hit and the one he died.

The fat man choked.

I'm afraid this is not a doctor, but a lunatic who came out of stealing a white coat, right?

Gu Mian's eyes circled the fat man's magical expression, and did not think of asking for mental damage. He patted his white coat: "If it's okay, I'll leave first."

"I have something to do, I have something to do." Gu Mian turned around and was pulled by the fat man, "Little brother, don't you really plan to do a checkup or something?"

Gu Mian shook his head, no need at all.

After getting his negative answer, the fat man hesitated and said, "Okay, little brother, do you know which building the neurosurgery is in? A girl called and said that the washbasin of the psychiatric surgery office fell down. I'm here to repair the washbasin."

Although I almost bumped into someone just now, I haven't forgotten my job yet.

Gu Mian stopped to look at him and said, "I'll take you there."

The fat man immediately returned to his car and took out his tool kit: "You are the most reasonable victim I have ever met."

Gu Mian: "..."

The fat man followed Gu Mian into the first hospitalization building and came to the elevator.

This fat man didn't look weak at all. He had an impact drill of about one and a half meters in his hand bag, which looked as heavy as about ten kilograms.

The electric drill handheld wrapped a newspaper, probably to keep it clean. I don’t know what age the newspaper was, and it has begun to turn yellow.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Gu Mian can vaguely see a huge title above--

"A fire broke out in a junior high school class in a certain university, and twenty-nine people were killed."

At this time the elevator had already come down, Gu Mian raised his foot and the fat man hurriedly followed.

On the 18th floor of the Neurosurgery Department, Gu Mian reached out and pressed the button on the 18th floor.

There seems to be nothing to talk about with a doctor and a fat man.

Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere in the elevator suddenly became strange.

But Gu Mian immediately discovered that the atmosphere was nothing, because something even more strange was behind.

A black translucent panel suddenly appeared in front of him, not something like the system in the novel.

Because at this moment, a few lines of incomprehensible words were popping up on the panel.

[Welcome to the Global Evolution Game, this game is initiated by the Earth, and the players are all human beings]

[After testing, 99% of humans in the world do not meet the standard specifications of cosmic biological systems. This game aims to help humans evolve through the game]

[The Earth has now become a large-scale survival game. Countless dungeons will be generated around the world. Players can go to the ticket booth to randomly match dungeons. Complete dungeons can improve their own quality, etc.]

[When the remaining human overall quality meets the standards, this game will be automatically closed]

【Click to enter the game】

Gu Mian's brain circuit had long been poisoned by life and was different from normal people. At this time, he became excited and looked at the fat man next to him. Sure enough, there was a panel in front of the fat man.

But it seems that there is not much difference...

Gu Mian has good eyesight, of course, to prevent strange assassinations from life.

I saw that the fat man’s panel was very different from him!

There are a few lines of words before [Click to enter the game].

[In the dungeon, the player will not die in real life, but will lose certain personal items, including attribute points, etc.]

[The pain level will not be reduced in the game, and the coma protection mechanism will still exist]

Although there are only a few lines of words, the content is very different.

"No real death..."

This is to make players around the world play the game happily.

Wait, why don’t I have these lines?

What does it mean is that other players die in the dungeon, and if they are really dead?

Have you done this so crazy to kill me?

As if I was afraid of something unexpected, I soon refreshed two lines of words on the panel in front of me.

[Game program is starting...]
Chapter completed!