Some people want to reach the pinnacle of life in the ultimate life, even if it costs their lives.

Can it really cost him his life and reach the pinnacle of life, but how many people are willing? No matter how unknown the situation is, a gamble may not mean that you don't have to die. Even a glimmer of hope, and an established fact, are two completely different concepts.

Xining took out a silver lightning bolt: "Are you ready?" You go alone, and you have to face it alone. ”

G took a deep breath and nodded, "Okay." "It's a big deal to die, and it's better to die than to survive like this.

Hienin snapped the lightning, and an enchantment appeared in front of her: "Go inside, good luck." "One-way, G doesn't want to come back anyway.

G remembered something: "How do I find you?" ”

Looking for her, Hehe, I just remembered it now, what did I do earlier?

"The effectiveness is running out!" What nonsense, Xining grabbed the long, fairy white skirt with her hand, picked it up, and kicked G into the enchantment.

In the end, it is a god, you can use divine power, and it feels very cool to kick a trapeze. No wonder she was hit by Mo Ming for the second time in three days, and she entered the mission without kicking it.

G is also confused, why not play cards according to common sense? And just like that, almost flying, was kicked in.

Thank you for thinking of her, but she didn't want to see this scumbag. I hope that in the month here, I can change my past mistakes and be a new person.

Xinin pulled out a silver return lightning, and after breaking it, she picked up the bag on the ground, carried the meat, and walked happily into the barrier.

The taste of the meat is not very good, coarse. I tried to cut some shredded meat and stir-fry, but it turned out to be hard and thick.

This month's meat, G eats this kind of meat, so pitiful, for this reason to shed tears for him.

Looking at almost twenty pounds of meat, you can't waste it...... Hiinin rolled up her sleeves and began to cut the meat. After the meat is cut, it is beaten with a stick and marinated.

A simple grill is set up in front of the store, and you can bake and eat it!

The Grim Reaper returned, and it was inconvenient to wear "overalls", so I went upstairs and changed into a T-shirt and beach pants and came down.

"Barbecue?" The Grim Reaper chose a skewer that was already cooked, took a bite, chewed it in his mouth, and couldn't help frowning: "What meat?" ”

"Human flesh!" Xining said angrily, what kind of expression, I still dislike it when I have meat to eat.

"It's not human flesh, human flesh is not so unpalatable." Death bit down on another piece.

Xining looked at him in surprise: "It's like eating human flesh." ”

"I haven't eaten it, and I'm not interested in eating creatures that look like me." The Grim Reaper explained: "It's that this meat is too thick and hard, in fact, most of the meat of wild animals is thick and cheeky, and the artificially bred ones are all ** feed and improved meat quality." I really don't know why humans still like to eat game, and the meat is unpalatable, and it may carry all kinds of germs that humans will be infected with. ”

He took another bite: "The meat is a little coarse, but the taste is okay." In the end, it is the god of Xining in the show of wisdom, such coarse meat, and it is so delicious. ”

It's really a thousand wears, and the sycophants don't wear them. said that Xining was very happy in his heart, and he didn't care how much death ate.

A couple of cats smelled the scent and ran over. Anyway, there was enough meat, so Xining got some for them.

Some cats eat it, and some cats eat a piece and don't touch it again. But when you don't eat, it's good to have a stutter. Now there is enough cat food every day, as well as those who love cats, small dried fish, all kinds of canned food and small snacks, and they are all fat. One of the orange cats is already more than 20 pounds, and if you get fat, you have to hang a sign and prohibit feeding fat cats.

Mo Ming: "It's so cruel, you feed cat meat to cats!" ”

Xining rolled her eyes: "Don't look for trouble, it's my appetite." ”

It was a bobtail, the size of fifty or sixty pounds. Tigers, lions, cheetahs are also felines, and it is also cruel to feed their meat to cats? Of course, those "cats" are already protected animals and cannot be eaten.

The next day, the big news of the resurrection of the four sons of Group G appeared in the newspaper.

With a close-up photo of G and the editor-in-chief of the newspaper together, there is very little text, only "The details are to be understood, and this newspaper is tracking and reporting".

It's just a title party, but it's rare to have such a big melon, and it will slowly shake the material when you say anything, and it's all over at once, what else to eat?

Because this is exclusive to the Global Times, other media cannot find G who has been protected, and only those who chase and intercept the G group and family.

G's own father, Chairman G, naturally denied it, indicating that "this is the most vicious joke, a father has just buried his son with his own hands, and the wound has just been scarred, but it has been opened bloodily", and he almost lost control on the spot in anger.

Several of G's half-siblings, regardless of age, shy away. If you can't go out, you don't have to go out, you have to go out, and more than a dozen security guards opened the way and stopped the reporters two meters away. And they are responsible for posing the most chic and beautiful to the camera, and their expressions are also uniform.

Two days later, he threw out a big burden, "The fourth son of G is willing to do a DNA test, confirm that he is himself, and have applied to the police to restore his identity."

At this time, Chairman G couldn't sit still, and in private in the office, he was furious, and scolded several people in charge of G.

There was no way to suppress this matter with the navy and public opinion, and Chairman G called a lawyer and called the editor-in-chief of the Global Times by phone to see G, but was flatly refused.

Because of G's death and resurrection, the public has been talking about it, and there is a hypothesis related to the previous cat abuse turmoil, that is, G designed to cheat death in order to escape the pressure and get the G consortium out of the scandal. After all, people are burned to death, and a charred corpse is what it looks like, and the ghost only knows.

This argument intensified, and when animal rights activists and cat lovers planned to raise the pole again and march in protest, it came again...... G amnesia!

In a joint collaboration between the Global Times and the largest television stations, G participated in a program. It's like a live broadcast, but in fact, the lines and questions have been communicated in advance.

Under the bright spotlight of the TV station, G is a little less childish and more mature than when he was in the court for half a year.

He slowly and methodically recounts the situation "then": "When I woke up, I had no idea who I was or where I was. Forced to survive, I live in this uninhabited mountain, hunting, and potatoes left in the fields by the former inhabitants......"

This time the plot took a 180-degree turn, and everyone was stunned, including Chairman G, who was sitting in front of the TV and watching the live broadcast.

The next morning, the newspaper opened a full page, and published the entire half-hour live broadcast, the exchange of questions, and the selection of the main ones.

The fourth son of G forgot everything, and the only thing he remembered was that he seemed to be chased by someone and fell down the mountain. After waking up, I lived in the mountains for nearly four months, and finally waited for people. A group of people who came over for a wildlife expedition took him away. On the way, he remembered that he seemed to be the fourth son of the G consortium, so he returned to the city according to his memory, only to find that he was "dead". So I found the editor-in-chief of the Global Times, and wanted to find out my true identity through the newspaper.