After a fierce inner struggle, only Bai Lu, Yin Kuang, Tang Rouyu, and Ouyang Mu agreed to Li Shuangmu's proposal: eliminate the enormous threat—Tang Zhaotian, Liu Xiatian, and their group of four!
As for the others, they refused Li Shuangmu's proposal for various reasons. Zeng Fei couldn't bear to do it; Wei Ming lacked the strength; Wang Ning had always kept a low profile; and Pan Longtao, who had only just joined them, seemed unable to bring himself to do it either. As for the other girls, they instinctively resisted the very idea of killing. Qian Qianqian, on the other hand, had wanted to go, but Li Shuangmu stopped her with a look. The truth was, that woman would be of no use if she came along—she might even hold them back.
Both sides agreed to meet at the plaza where they had stayed the previous night, then split up.
"Right," Li Shuangmu suddenly said, turning back. "If you have time, buy some tents or sleeping bags. Everyone needs rest eventually. Otherwise, we'll collapse before Death can even design our deaths. We still have six days to get through. Be careful—try to go to small convenience stores. If something happens, they'll be easier to escape from."
After giving his instructions, the group of five vanished into the night...
"Ow!"
Wang Ning suddenly clutched his stomach and cried out. "It hurts like hell."
"Wang Ning, what's wrong?"
Everyone asked in alarm.
"I can't take it, I can't take it! My stomach hurts like hell. This humble monk needs to answer nature's call, answer nature's call!" Wang Ning said, clutching his stomach with one hand and waving the other. "Damn stomach... Don't wait for me. Once I'm done, I'll come find you. Ah, ah, I can't hold it anymore. I'm outta