The storyline was unfolding, which meant every line of dialogue written by the [Continuation Pen] would come to pass. What had been written after that?
Chen Zhiyuan knocked hard on his own head. He could not remember...
Qin Manjiang gave him no time to keep thinking. Guan She's malice was now completely undisguised. His eye sockets were rapidly swelling, eyeballs growing one after another.
"Hey! Stop spacing out!"
Qin Manjiang grabbed the hem of Chen Zhiyuan's shirt and tugged hard, finally snapping him out of his daze.
"Run!" Qin Manjiang pulled Chen Zhiyuan around and took off.
Guan She, however, did not care at all. He looked at them as though they were two mice, his amusement tinged with contempt.
To him, Qin Manjiang and Chen Zhiyuan were a fine dessert in his endlessly looping life in a film. He did not mind savoring them slowly.
Holding on to Chen Zhiyuan's shirt, Qin Manjiang tried to think of a plan as he ran. Going down was impossible. Corpses filled the area outside the building, so they could only find somewhere to hide inside.
But hiding forever was no solution either...
"Chen Zhiyuan, can you still run?" Qin Manjiang asked.
Chen Zhiyuan nodded.
"Good. In a moment, you draw Guan She's attention, and I'll circle back for the medicine."
"Okay."
Chen Zhiyuan agreed without hesitation.
Although Qin Manjiang knew Chen Zhiyuan would not ask any questions, his immediate agreement without asking why only piled the pressure onto Qin Manjiang.
If he got someone like this killed, he feared he would never sleep again.
If Shen Hai were given a task like this, perhaps he would feel no pressure at all.
"Is the medicine still in the room?" Chen Zhiyuan asked.
"Yes, it's on the bedside table next to the bed. I