Moreover, billions of wealth are waiting for him to wave to her. As long as he can survive an hour, he will win. Chen Xue should have time to buy that one hundred million, and he will not be able to buy back much blood.

The paparazzi made many false statements in his heart, and finally realized it clearly, that is, he could not kneel down and beg for mercy within an hour, and he had to bear it even if he had to bear it, because after he carried it, it would be a wealth of all ages.

“Hohuh!”

About five minutes passed, Qin Feng was sleepy and fell asleep, and the gentle snoring formed a sharp contrast with the sound of blood flowing.

"Crazy!"

The blood was flowing out of the paparazzi's body like a trickle. Just ten minutes passed, and the paparazzi felt that his eyes were dark and he felt like he was playing with a fainting feeling. He also knew that he could never faint. Once he fainted, if Qin Feng calculated the time incorrectly and played with him, wouldn't he die too unfairly?

So let yourself stay awake and never let Chimelong get away with it or deceive him. However, this kind of thing is not something you can't stand if you want to endure, and your eyes will keep watching it in the bleeding place as if it is not.

It was fine at the beginning because he knew that the blood in his body would not be dry like this, and it would flow for a long time, which would create a psychological hint for him, thinking that it was okay.

But as time goes by, blood flows more and more, and the entire floor has turned blood red. Then, a hint will appear in the human heart. You can't let it flow anymore. If it flows down, you will die. Paparazzi is now in this kind of mentality, watching the blood flow out of the body bit by bit.

And I can't block the wound, which is a very big torment.

Some people are very afraid of death. Although it proves that paparazzi has reached a certain level, that is, they have a slight resistance to some beatings and tortures, such people are afraid of watching themselves die, just like now. The paparazzi watched helplessly, and the blood in his body kept flowing out of his body. This was a torment.

This feeling was very similar. Death was wandering around him, but he was hesitant and had not started yet. He didn't know when to start, and he would never leave.

"Huhuhuhu! Hold on, you must hold on. After this hour, you will have an asset of 100 million. You will have a sacrifice in order to earn 100 million!" The paparazzi kept giving himself psychological hints.

But he looked at the time and it had just passed 15 minutes, and there were 45 minutes left to need someone else to come. He suddenly felt like he was about to collapse.

Qin Feng was not worried at all. He lay casually on the sofa and was still sleeping. This method is a very famous method internationally. He could only last for 45 minutes for mercenaries with very strong willpower.

Like him, the blood is very perverted, platelets can be used to create blood very quickly, of course, is an alien, and can be used to be a long time to take a long time. However, for this paparazzi, who has not received professional psychological training, can be heard for 20 minutes or half an hour, is already a dragon among people.

After all, the special forces who have received professional training can only last for 40 minutes, and the mercenary group members who filled out on the tip of the knife for 45 minutes was a very arrogant record.

"Tick! Tick! Tick!" The clock ran little by little, and every sound made it proved that there was a huge wave in the paparazzi's heart. The clock was running as if the god of death had taken a step towards him.

The more time continues, a feeling of more and more fear will arise in his heart. He is afraid of death, he is afraid of death. It is okay if he kills him with one knife, and it will not make him feel very afraid. However, this endless torture, the feeling of looking at himself little by little, and walking towards the Hall of Yama is true and cannot bear it.

When the paparazzi persisted for 20 minutes, he felt that the whole world had turned into a dark color. Is money still important at this time? Can money buy life? No!

"Brother, brother! I lost, I lost, let me leave!" An extremely weak voice came from the paparazzi's mouth, but Qin Feng was obviously asleep and didn't hear it.

"Brother!" The call was not received. The paparazzi was suddenly a little anxious. A huge sound came from his mouth, but Qin Feng's response was still not heard. This immediately caused layers of turmoil in his already severely damaged heart.

Then, I couldn't sit there and wait for death, so I rushed over with a bloody leg and crawled over like a sofa. Every step I crawled, I felt the distance, and the chance to survive was closer.

But it is a little closer to death, which is very, very contradictory, but it is reasonable, because they are like Qin Feng, and walking closer proves that he can wake up Qin Feng, then admit defeat, and ask Qin Feng to help him stop the bleeding.

But if they crawl forward a little, they will waste more time, so that the blood will flow a little more. She really doesn't know if she can hold on for even one more minute, and it is very likely that in the next second.

All his blood was dried up, and the turbid world made him feel a very, very afraid, and even a feeling that he was about to die.

It was really not the same thing to kill him with one knife but slowly let her watch him die. Ah, this arrogant and self-righteous paparazzi thought he could endure it for a long time, but he still didn't know enough about Qin Feng's method.

"Brother, brother, I lost. You wake up quickly and stop torture me, okay? I don't want it anymore, I don't want anything. Let me leave. The SLR camera will give you the recorder, and my cloud account can also give you the same.

I don't want anything anymore. I will never be a paparazzi again. Let me go, please!" The paparazzi finally climbed to the edge of the sofa, and then spoke with a look of pain on his face. However, it was a coincidence that Qin Feng was sleeping soundly at this moment and did not hear the sound of calling in his ears at all.

He turned his body, leaned his face against the other side of the sofa, and made a statement that he completely ignored the paparazzi.
Chapter completed!