Chapter 1063 Girl's Thoughts

"Okay!"

Mo Xi also climbed up the rock and lay down. They were lying in a rock nest, and there were rocks around to help them cover. She and Shen Qianshu were on the left and right.

She heard Shen Qianshu's slightly heavy breathing.

Fall asleep in seconds!

A day of high pressure chasing each other overdrawn their physical strength.

Monica guarded the sniper rifle alone, and continued to observe in the dark.

...

Early morning.

Suddenly a broadcast sounded.

A female voice said, "There are 43 people left in the map, come on!"

In the silent jungle, this voice was not small or loud, and Mo Xi suddenly opened his eyes.

Shen Qianshu was still sleeping.

More than four hours passed.

Mo Xi turned over, "Monica, go to sleep, I'll replace you, how did you wake me up."

"I can sleep well tonight, so I let you sleep a little longer."

Mo Xi also understood.

Change tactics.

Want them to run out of ammunition and food, and have nowhere to go.

This was really a sinister intention, but they had no way to deal with it.

"You go to sleep, I'll keep watch."

Monica nodded, and she and Mo Xi changed shifts.

...

Meng Qi, holding a sniper rifle, also fell asleep under the protection of Ai Bo.

In his dream, he saw Ye Ling.

Ye Ling's face was very cold, and the look in his eyes when he looked at him was full of disgust. Meng Qi was like a little pitiful. Standing in front of Ye Ling, his gloomy temperament turned into the temperament of a little puppy.

"Brother..."

He called Ye Ling.

Ye Ling said, "I can't afford it."

Meng Qi was very sad. Ye Ling had always been cold, not easy to approach, and taciturn, but he respected Luther very much. He was Luther's adopted son. Even if he did something wrong, Ye Ling would be very patient.

Never disgusted.

Meng Qi was very sad.

Suddenly, Ye Ling took out a gun, pointed it at Meng Qi, and fired a shot without hesitation. The bullet penetrated the air like a slow motion and shot him in the middle of his eyebrows.

It hurts!

It hurts so much!

He suddenly woke up from his dream, and his hands and feet twitched immediately, like a young boy in the growth period, whose nutrition could not keep up with the speed of bone growth. Ai Bo was shocked.

"Meng Qi, what's wrong with you?"

Meng Qi opened his eyes and looked at the sky absent-mindedly. They were on a relatively high ground, and they could see the sky, with bright stars. It was a beautiful scene.

A beautiful scene.

Meng Qi was silent and said nothing.

A cold sweat dripped down his forehead. In his heart, he felt as if he was gently stabbed by something, and it was sore and painful. In his dream, my brother shot me. I thought about it during the day and dreamed about it at night.

In his heart, was it fear, or... fearlessness?

He himself didn't know.

How sad.

"Did you have a nightmare?" Ai Bo asked.

Meng Qi said, "No."

Ai Bo said, "I really envy you. You always look carefree, and you are always so firm and stable."

Firm and stable?

No, in his brother's eyes, he is an immature child.

Meng Qi said, "I am not firm."

I am very fragile.

A dream can break me down.

Ai Bo looked at Meng Qi. He was really strange. He was a strange existence. I had known him for many years. He was always elusive, almost silent, and liked to read.

He always liked to hide on the balcony and read secretly.

He also didn't like people to talk to him. He was quiet and could read books all day.

"It's almost dawn." Ai Bo said. He and Beckett were changing shifts. He was a little sleepy. There were still two hours before dawn. This time period was when people were most relaxed, lazy, and sleepy.