Fang Cheng glanced at the time and found that it was 11:55 at night, and he suddenly burst into laughter.
Death's attacks are calculated on a daily basis. They are unstoppable twice a day and will not take effect until 12 o'clock at night.
Victor probably came to the door just because it was 5 minutes away from 12 o'clock.
But he didn't know that there was another death attack that hadn't come today.
Fang Cheng got up and walked to the door. He opened the door and saw that there was indeed a car parked on the road outside.
He looked up at the sky again, and saw that the rain had become much lighter, turning into a dense drizzle, and there was still dull thunder in the night sky.
In the past few days, he was afraid of being struck by lightning at home, but it had rained for a few days, and although the thunder continued, it did not hit him.
Instead, the rag doll hanging in the yard was hacked several times.
Fang Cheng walked straight out of the house without an umbrella.
He was curious about what Victor wanted to do with him.
Victor had also gotten out of the car. When he saw Fang Cheng approaching, he quickly raised his hand: "Wait, have you been attacked today?"
Fang Cheng nodded: "We have already been attacked."
Victor glanced at his watch and saw that it was still a few minutes before 12 o'clock. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and walked up to Fang Cheng.
After getting closer, looking at the intact Fang Cheng, he had to admit that he had made a mistake.
I originally thought that these two young men from District 11 were a problem, but I didn't expect them to be so strong.
Being able to withstand the sixth day of death's attack is at least an A+ rating within the Department of Homeland Security, making him an elite among the elite.
The bald director, including him, Julia, and the group of non-staff members, had always believed that Fang Cheng would die in the hands of death.
But he survived until the sixth day with a relaxed attitude. This was not achieved by luck, but by real strength.
A powerful person will gain respect wherever he goes.
The same goes for Victor. The reason why he has been keeping in touch with Fang Cheng these days is to establish a good relationship with him.
If this person can survive the seven-day attack of the God of Death, he is definitely a target worth wooing.
Fang Cheng could also feel the change in Victor's attitude, but he didn't care. He wouldn't stay in North America for too long.
"Why did you come to see me so late at night?"
"I only have one thing to say to you."
Victor looked around before replying in a low voice: "If you can survive the danger tomorrow, Director Tony will let the survivors gather together to wait for the invitation from the Gate of Heaven. No matter how many people survive by then, there will definitely be people inside. You better not trust anyone, mole."
Fang Cheng looked at Victor with amusement. He had seen the information Sato Mai had stolen from the Security Bureau's database.
This third-level investigator is not simple.
"What kind of mole? Heaven's Gate?"
"It may be, it may not be, but you have to be careful."
"It's so simple, can't you tell me on the phone? You have to make a special trip."
"The phone is not safe."
Victor's face was solemn. Not only was he on the phone, he was afraid that the car behind him would be bugged, so he got out of the car to talk to Fang Cheng.
Fang Cheng asked again: "Don't believe anyone, including yourself, when you say this?"
Victor was not angry, but showed a faint smile: "It depends on your own judgment."
After speaking, he waved his hand and prepared to leave.
Fang Cheng looked at his back and suddenly felt reminded.
Danger!
At this moment, the hairs on Fang Cheng's body stood on end, as if static electricity was flowing through him.
He immediately understood what danger was coming, and immediately used the God of War bloodline.
But before he could teleport away, danger came.
boom!
Along with the deafening thunder, a bolt of lightning struck Fang Cheng hard.
The entire yard was suddenly illuminated by a dazzling electric light, and the houses nearby were shaken.
Faced with thunder falling at close to the speed of light, Fang Cheng relied on his mental forewarning and only had time to use his God of War bloodline. He couldn't run away and had to fight hard.
The thunder came and went as quickly as it came, disappearing in an instant. Fang Cheng, who was completely charred, stood on the spot, with faint green smoke coming out from all parts of his body.
Ye Yuqing, who heard the commotion, left mahjong and rushed out. When he saw Fang Cheng, who was covered in smoke, he didn't know that he had been struck by lightning.
"A Cheng, are you okay?"
"fine."
Fang Cheng exhaled a deep breath that smelled like burning.
This thunderous attack was far inferior to that of Isis. He could resist it with just his God of War bloodline. It was nothing more than being burned inside and outside his body, and he could recover quickly.
Seeing that Fang Cheng returned to normal, Ye Yuqing breathed a sigh of relief, then pointed at a burnt black body lying on the ground in the distance and asked, "What is that?"
Fang Cheng turned his head and glanced: "..."
Oops, I forgot there was someone else next to me.
Fang Cheng hurriedly walked over and found that Victor's entire body had turned black, smoke was rising everywhere, and he seemed to be dead.
"You said you could just make a phone call, but you had to go there in person. Now it's fine, just run straight to heaven."
He squatted down with a speechless expression and sighed deeply: "Hey, I didn't even leave any last words. I want your collection too."
Victor always planned to order the coffin and cemetery for Fang Cheng, but he didn't expect that in the end, Fang Cheng would need to order it for him.
Victor, who was lying dead on the ground, suddenly sat up, opened his mouth and blew out a large puff of black smoke.
His entire face was black and his hair was burnt off. Only his eyes and teeth were still white, like a black man in the dark.
"Didn't you say you were attacked today?"
He yelled at Fang Cheng: "Why are you still being struck by lightning?!"
Fang Cheng shrugged: "We have already attacked, but there is only one left."
Victor: "..."
He was fooled, the bastard must have deliberately not told him.
Fang Cheng stretched out his hand to help him up: "Get up, do you want to go to the bathroom and take a shower?"
"Don't touch me!"
Victor quickly refused Fang Cheng's touch, he was afraid.
Fortunately, he was far away from Fang Cheng just now, otherwise he would definitely be struck to death by lightning.
12 o'clock must have passed now, and the attack on the seventh day will come at any time.
Victor got up from the ground, didn't even dare to say anything nonsense, waved goodbye to Fang Cheng, staggered into the car and left.
Tomorrow he would have to hide at least ten kilometers away from Fang Cheng to avoid being affected by this unlucky bastard again.
He was still young, only thirty-five years old, and he did not want to die young.
Fang Cheng looked at Victor's leaving figure and smiled slightly.
This guy was struck by lightning and didn't die, and he was still pretending to be seriously injured. He must be more than just a third-level investigator.
However, he said that there must be a mole among the survivors by then, and we should pay attention to this matter.
…
The seventh day to open the invitation.
Fang Cheng stayed up all night last night, waiting for the last two attacks from the God of Death.
These two attacks were considered to be the full strength of the ace, and even he did not dare to be careless.
Kamikawa Takumi is also an ace. His sneak attack can make Isis suffer a hidden loss and indirectly lead to defeat.
Fang Cheng has experienced it personally, so of course he won't take it seriously.
He was not with Ye Yuqing today. Instead, he kept enough distance and stayed in the backyard.
Ye Yuqing was in the front yard and could run away if there was any danger. She had already caught five evil spirits, so she no longer had to worry about attacks from evil dolls.
While Fang Cheng was active in the courtyard, in a house a few hundred meters away, Little Spider was standing by the window, observing Fang Cheng with a telescope.
He was not the only one in the room, there was also a magician dressed as a magician, a black man Jack who wanted to get close to Fang Cheng, and Erica who had been hit by a large truck.
"This Asian will definitely die today."
Erica angrily poked a portrait with a knife, which had Fang Cheng's sketch on it.
Of course, she doesn't have Kamikawa Takumi's ability. Even if she pokes the portrait into pieces, she won't be able to hurt Fang Cheng even a hair.
Erica was almost hit by a large truck before and had a hard time recovering.
He originally wanted to seek revenge from Fang Cheng, but it turned out that this guy was so powerful that he managed to withstand the attack of the God of Death for six days.
If he could resist today, Erica would have no choice but to suppress her thoughts of revenge for the time being.
Black Jack was also observing Fang Cheng with a telescope: "I don't think he will die."
Erica glared at him angrily: "Do you want to go against me?"
Jack shrugged, not arguing with the woman.
"Hey guys, arguing isn't going to solve the problem."
Little Spider put down the telescope and snapped his fingers: "How about we take a gamble and pay one for one?"
Erica took out a few dollars from her pocket and threw them to Little Spider, saying with murderous intent, "I'll crush him to death."
Jack also took out a few dollars and handed them to him, smiling: "Same."
Little Spider flicked the banknotes with his fingers and asked strangely: "Don't you think he won't die?"
Jack nodded: "But I want to win money."
Little Spider: "..."
He put away the dollars without asking the magician if he wanted to bet, then picked up the telescope again and looked at Fang Cheng, who was hundreds of meters away.
In the field of vision, Fang Cheng, who was playing with his cell phone with his head down, suddenly raised his head and looked over here.
"I am so surprised."
The little spider was so frightened that he put down the telescope, patted his chest with his hand, turned around and said to everyone: "He is very keen, we should not keep staring, lest he be discovered..."
Before he finished speaking, he noticed that Jack and Erica looked like they had seen a ghost, looking behind them, and even the magician showed a solemn expression as if they were facing an enemy.
The little spider had a keen mind and immediately realized that the danger was behind him.
He subconsciously wanted to fight back, but a hand fell from behind and pressed on his shoulder, pushing back all the strength in his body.
The little spider was startled, and when he turned his head to look, he also had the same look of seeing a ghost in broad daylight.
Fang Cheng, who was hundreds of meters away two seconds ago, had quietly appeared behind him, looking at the four people with a look that couldn't be described as friendly.
"Are you spying on me?"
If he hadn't been very sensitive, he wouldn't have noticed that these people were secretly spying on him.
Although Fang Cheng wanted to conceal his identity, he had no intention of pretending to be a harmless little white rabbit.
Showing strength can sometimes avoid a lot of trouble, so at this moment he released his momentum, and an invisible pressure suddenly enveloped the four people.
They were facing a formidable enemy and did not even dare to move, even Erica, who was hostile to Fang Cheng.
On the contrary, the little spider who was subdued by Fang Cheng did not panic too much.
He raised his hands obediently: "Sir, we don't mean any harm."
"no offence?"
Fang Cheng smiled and said, "Are you just voyeurs?"
Little Spider lowered his head shyly: "I didn't expect that you would have discovered this. Please don't discriminate against our hobbies."
other people:"……"
Fang Cheng was also speechless and pinched his neck with his hands: "Mr. Peeping Tom, if you can't give me a satisfactory answer, then you can spend the day with me."
The expressions of the four people changed slightly. Fang Cheng was now a man targeted by the God of Death. With him by his side, what if he was taken away by the God of Death?
The little spider immediately said: "Hey, don't be impulsive, buddy, we are just here to see how you die...I mean, just to watch the fun."
These four people have solved their own troubles. After all, there is only one evil spirit attacking them, so it is quite easy to deal with it.
The main reason we gather here is to observe whether Fang Cheng can survive this last day.
After all, there are not many people who can withstand the attack of Death, and they are all ruthless characters.
Fang Cheng was quite speechless after hearing this. To put it bluntly, these guys were just watching the fun and not taking it too seriously.
As for whether he has other thoughts in private, that's unknown.
"It's okay to watch the fun, but it's boring to stand too far away."
Fang Cheng put his arm around Little Spider's shoulders and said to the other three, "Why don't you just stay next to me so you can see better."
Good guy, this is to drag them into the water.
But Fang Cheng's aura was too strong, and they didn't dare to run away rashly to avoid being attacked.
"Stay with you? Okay!"
Little Spider immediately agreed: "But I suddenly remembered that I forgot to close the door at home. If a thief breaks in, I will be in trouble."
Fang Cheng was about to speak when the feeling that had been reminding him for the past two days suddenly appeared.
Danger!
The danger comes from above!
Fang Cheng threw away the little spider without hesitation, turned around and ran away.
When other people saw his appearance, they didn't know that the danger was coming.
The little spider screamed and broke through the window to escape. The other three people also jumped out of the window and came outside.
"Oh... the cake buyer!"
The little spider that jumped out first looked up at the sky blankly.
The other three were not much better. The black man Jack's face turned pale with fright, and he immediately quit and joined the European Union.
I saw a giant space fighter in the sky that was comparable to a transport aircraft, falling down at a terrifying speed, with fire coming out of its tail and a long black smoke.
Fang Cheng had teleported hundreds of meters away, but the plane did not fall in a straight line, but in a diagonal line. The landing place happened to be where he was hiding.
This was definitely the work of the God of Death. Fang Cheng was not allowed to dodge, but was forced to receive the attack forcefully.
Fang Cheng did not give up and teleported again.
The falling fighter plane rolled in the air and actually changed its direction and fell towards the position where he escaped.
As soon as Fang Cheng finished teleporting, the fighter plane crashed on top of him, crashing down like an intercontinental missile.
boom!
Along with the earth-shattering explosion, dazzling flames rose into the sky, and the terrifying shock wave swallowed up the surrounding houses.
Even the four people who were trying to escape in the distance were swept away.
