Rumble...
In a daze, Gu Ji vaguely heard the sound of tracks scraping, mixed with the wind-breaking noise.
As soon as he opened his eyes,
his body swayed backward, causing his toes to plow sharply, anchoring him to the spot as if piling.
"Alright folks, don't rush, today's show is about to start..."
The sudden voice beside his ear made him turn instantly. A guy in a black trendy half-sleeve shirt, black-rimmed glasses, slightly chubby, holding a live streaming phone. It was Passionfruit!
Another brush with death?
Gu Ji's pupils contracted sharply. This death was different from before; he felt nothing, his sight just went black, and he found himself here, his brain not even having time to react, hence his shock at the beginning.
How did I die so suddenly?
Was someone shooting secretly, or did a bomb explode?
No.
Among all the police present, only that SWAT captain's muzzle was aimed at me, but he didn't target my head, so it's impossible for a single shot to kill me.
