There was a man standing in the iron cage, a big boy who looked like a high school student, at most he just went to college.
He was wearing sports clothes, as if he had just finished gym class, but he didn't know what he had experienced. His clothes were dirty and his pants had a big hole.
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On his feet are a pair of famous brand sneakers, which were supposed to be white, but are now flowery and dirty, turning into a gray color.
His expression was tense, and his face was whiter than paper.
The weather wasn't too hot, and it was especially cool in the cave, but his face was covered in drops of cold sweat.
He is choosing a weapon.
There was a wooden table in the cage, and on the table was a gun, a knife about a foot long, and a long-handled fork with a length of one or two meters and a strange shape.
He pointed to the gun without hesitation.
At the table stood a burly man of five and three thicknesses. When he saw that he had chosen a gun, he loaded the bullet for him and handed it to him.
The boy in sneakers took the gun and held it tightly in his hand like he was holding his own life.
He retreated to the corner of the cage and waited with his back against the iron fence, his chest heaving violently, as if he was taking a deep breath, and his face was even paler than before.
On the other side of the big iron cage, a few people moved a zombie cage to the stage and put it into the big iron cage.
It is rare for the zombies in the cage to see so many living people at the same time, slamming into the cage door frantically.
Amid the banging sound and the howling of zombies, the sneaker man glanced helplessly at the crazy crowd below.
The strong man noticed it immediately and asked him, "Do you want to quit? It's too late to regret it now."
It turns out that participating in cage fights is voluntary.
Although scared, the sneaker man said: "Don't quit. I have to make money."
Seeing that he had no intention of changing his mind, the strong man got out of the iron cage, closed the door, and stood on the platform in front of the cage and shouted.
"Again, this time it's a C card, killing zombies two times, do you still want to bet? Buy it and leave, it's about to start!"
Below was a flood of cheers and whistles.
There are two waiters registering and collecting chips in the crowd, and countless people are betting wildly.
The strong man waited for the chaos below to pass, then walked to the side and picked up a steel drill as long as a javelin.
He stretched the steel drill into the iron railing of the cage, and gently picked the iron pin on the zombie cage.
The cage door of the zombie cage "clicked" and bounced open.
The zombies in the cage had already seen the sneaker man outside, jumped out like crazy, and went straight to him.
The sneaker man hurriedly raised his gun and shot at the zombies.
With a bang, it was missed, and the zombies were unscathed, not even touching the sides.
The sound of gunshots stirred between the stone walls of the cave, echoing a long tail sound, as if stimulated by the sound of gunfire, the cheers, screams, and curses sounded like a lively pot.
The sneaker man tried his best to calm down, supported the wrist of his right hand with his left hand, and fired another shot before the zombies swooped in front of him.
The bullet finally penetrated the zombie's head.
The zombie swooped on the ground in front of the sneaker man's feet and didn't move.
The zombie fell, and the sneaker man finally relaxed, fell to his knees on the ground, and wept with joy.
The audience below went crazy, and someone was howling desperately, presumably betting on the right and winning money.
Some people were roaring and scolding: "Why are you shooting so fast? I made a mistake in betting!"
The strong man opened the door of the cage in the past, and the sneaker man came out of the cage beaming.
The strong man put a large stack of chips into a bag and handed it to him. He held the bag to his chest, looked so happy that he couldn't find Bei, and left the stage.
He's gone, the game isn't over yet.
The strong man jumped on the stage and announced: "Now there is a third game, this time it is a d, and the number of kills is zero. This is the last game tonight, everyone, hurry up and place your bets!"
This time, a thin man in his forties was brought into the cage.
He glanced at the weapons on the table and seemed hesitant.
Bei Nuan thought to himself, what's the point of hesitating? Of course, it's about choosing a gun. How can there be a better gun for the other two
The emaciated man may have never used a gun, he is not sure, pick it up and put it down, put it down and pick it up, and can't make up his mind.
In the end, however, he chose a gun.
He handed the gun to the strong man, and the whole person was trembling visibly.
The strong man saw that he was afraid of that and asked him, "Do you want to quit?"
The emaciated man hesitated for a moment, but shook his head anyway.
Bei Nuan felt that this person seemed to be unable to stand, how could he kill zombies after a while
The emaciated man tremblingly walked to the corner of the cage as if resigned, and raised his gun tremblingly.
The zombie cage was lifted up, and as soon as the cage door opened, a zombie rushed out with its fangs and claws, and the audience was screaming.
As soon as the zombie came out, the man shivered and shot it twice.
Too far away, too shaken, all missed.
But there was no third bullet in the gun.
The man turned and ran.
The cage was only one room in size, and he couldn't run a few steps in total. The zombie ran faster than him, and it only took a few seconds to catch up with the man. With a pounce, he knocked him down.
The exciting scene made the screams in the audience even crazier.
Someone from a casino came up with a gun and shot a few times directly at the zombies and men in the iron cage, ending the chaos.
The audience under the stage was discussing winning and losing enthusiastically. Someone on the stage entered the iron cage, dragged the man and the zombies out, and cleaned up the chaotic venue.
Bei Nuan now understands.
Could it be that they wanted to send her into a cage to fight zombies
If she was thrown into the lake, Bei Nuan would still be able to think of a way to move her hands and feet. If she was lucky, maybe she would be able to find an opportunity to kill the person who threw her into the lake without going into the water at all.
But now, in front of so many people, there is no other way but to actually kill zombies.
Bei Nuan was extremely painful.
It's not difficult to find a way to kill a zombie. What's difficult is to kill without exposing the space.
Sure enough, Qiu Ji said to Bei Nuan, "Little girl, I'll give you a chance to put you in a fight. If you win, I won't throw you into the lake today."
Then he turned around and asked his brother, "Brother, what do you think?"
Qiu Zhengxun did not object this time.
He looked up and down Bei Nuan's small body, nodded solemnly, and happily accepted Qiu Jilongdou's suggestion.
Probably in his mind, when he threw Bei Nuan into the iron cage, it was the same as throwing her into the lake, the person was already dead.
Qiu Ji left his seat, walked to Bei Nuan, glanced at his brother, and lowered his voice.
"If you throw it into the lake, you will die. Although it looks scary to enter the cage, there is a high probability that you will survive. I think you are not too brave, so you might as well take a gamble."
Bei Nuan knew that what he said was right.
For normal people, killing zombies in an iron cage is much better than tying them up and throwing them into the lake. It is indeed a chance to survive.
Bei Nuan had no choice but to nod her head.
Qiu Ji smiled at Bei Nuan and gave Bei Nuan another good suggestion.
"After a while, you enter the cage, and there will be weapons on the table for you to choose. I suggest you choose a gun. Since we started this game, the winning rate of choosing a gun is about 50%. If you choose the other two, The win rate is less than twenty percent."
A fool knows that of course it is good to choose a gun.
Probably only by practicing like Lu Xingchi and Jiang Fei can they have a chance of winning with a knife.
The problem is, Bei Nuan has never touched a gun in his life.
In the past military training, the school organized the use of semi-automatic rifles to shoot targets.
Lying there at the time, touching a gun for the first time in his life, Bei Nuan was so excited that he accidentally dialed the burst.
As soon as the trigger was pulled, it crackled, the bullets flew without knowing where, and none of them hit the target, and I got a shameless big duck.
Hands. Guns are probably the same thing, right
Bei Nuan glanced at the big iron cage on the stage again, worried.
Bei Nuan didn't know that she was pitiful now, her eyes were misty and her mouth was pursed, as if she was about to cry.
Qiu Ji glanced at her again, and suddenly opened his mouth to plead with Qiu Zhengxun.
"Brother, she didn't make a big mistake, but she was just naughty and entered the place where she shouldn't. Let's forget it this time?"
Bei Nuan instantly felt that this person was actually not too bad, at least a little better than his brother.
Qiu Zhengxun snorted coldly, "There are rules in one place, and there are exceptions every day. How can you convince people? Are you waiting for these laborers to ride on your head?"
He didn't even give his brother any face at all.
The smile on Qiu Ji's face faded, he glanced at Bei Nuan again, and suddenly took out a pistol from his waist.
"Have you ever used a gun?" Qiu Ji asked.
Bei Nuan shook his head honestly.
"Come here and try the gun. The gun in the cage is the same as this one."
Qiu Ji neatly removed the bullet from the magazine and handed the empty gun to Bei Nuan.
The gun was completely black, the barrel part was metal, and the part of the hand that was held was made of plastic.
Much lighter than Bei Nuan thought, only slightly heavier than an ordinary folding umbrella.
"You have little strength, you have to hold the gun with both hands, and one hand may be unstable."
Qiu Ji walked to Bei Nuan, asked her to hold the gun in both hands, helped her adjust her posture, and instructed Bei Nuan how to aim with the crosshair.
Aiming isn't much different from a rifle, it's not difficult, but—
They all say that when using a gun, you must open the insurance first, otherwise the zombies will rush over and the insurance has not been opened, so it will be finished
The question is, where is the insurance
"Where is the insurance for this gun?" Bei Nuan asked Qiu Ji.
"You still know about insurance?"
Qiu Ji was teaching her to aim and couldn't help laughing in her ear.
"The design of this gun is different. The safety is connected to the trigger. You can just pull the trigger without opening the safety."
"Oh." Bei Nuan turned the gun and aimed it at Qiu Ji's head beside him.
Qiu Ji was startled by her knowing that there were no bullets in the gun.
He immediately avoided the muzzle of the gun and taught Bei Nuan, "At any time, regardless of whether there are bullets in the gun, don't point the muzzle at anyone. This is a good habit that can save lives."
Qiu Zhengxun sat in the seat with an unhappy expression, watching Qiu Ji teach Bei Nuan to use a gun, Qiu Ji ignored him completely and taught him wholeheartedly.
After teaching for a while, the brawny man on the stage who presided over the cage fight came over.
As soon as he came over, he saw Bei Nuan pointing at himself with a dark muzzle.
The strong man also shivered and hurriedly avoided.
"Don't worry, there are no bullets in the gun." Bei Nuan comforted him.
"It's scary without bullets."
The strong man smiled at Bei Nuan. He was holding a small notebook and a small bright pink pen in his hand. It turned out that he had come to register.
He said to Bei Nuan, "Show me your iron card."
Bei Nuan pulled out the iron card from the clothes on his chest and showed it to him.
Seeing the f on the iron plate, the strong man suddenly fell silent, and then looked at Bei Nuan with a little pity in his eyes.
But he seemed to know that Bei Nuan was forced, so he didn't ask any more, just wrote "f" in the notebook.
"Have you any experience in killing zombies before?" he asked again.
Bei Nuan thought about it carefully, and it really did.
When I was in S City, I met Du Ruo for the first time. In order to save him from the zombie's mouth, he once smashed a zombie with an oxygen cylinder.
Bei Nuan replied, "Just once."
Her answer was beyond the strong man's expectations.
The strong man looked up and down Bei Nuan again, as if he didn't believe that an F card like her could actually kill zombies.
However, it is still registered in the small book: one kill count.
"Have you killed a zombie once?" Qiu Ji asked beside him.
Bei Nuan thought to himself: It's nothing to kill once, and I haven't killed much, mainly because someone else killed too quickly and couldn't get their turn.
"It was a coincidence that time too. It just happened." Bei Nuan dealt with him.
After the strong man asked, he returned to the opposite stage with a small notebook, and announced to the crowd below: "Today, a fourth game is temporarily added, this time it is an F card, the number of kills is one, and those who want to bet hurry up and bet what!"
"F card?" The people below burst into laughter.
"What's the fun with an F card? Who would bet the F card to win?"
However, there were still quite a few people betting, and they were all surrounded by a waiter, with three floors inside and three floors outside, crowded.
Bei Nuan looked over there, a little puzzled, and asked Qiu Ji: "Are they all betting on me to lose? If everyone is betting on me to lose, who will they win?"
Qiu Ji explained, "They are betting on your various ways of losing. For example, if you fire one shot, you will die, or if you fire two shots, then you will die, or you will be bitten by a zombie before you can fire a single shot. Also, do zombies kill first? Biting your head, biting your feet, biting your hands, etc. etc. The odds are different for each bet.”
Bei Nuan was speechless, "Is no one betting on me to win?"
Qiu Ji glanced at the waiter in charge of betting on Bei Nuan Win.
Bei Nuan also followed his gaze. I saw the waiter standing alone with the box in his arms, ignoring him at all.
"Probably because you are f, from the beginning to the present, no f has ever come out alive, and the odds are very high, but no one is willing to bet, and they all feel that it is a waste of money."
Bei Nuan was angry.
Bei Nuan asked Qiu Ji, "Can you lend me five yuan?"
Qiu Ji really took out his wallet and took out one, "I don't have five dollars, can one hundred be enough?"
"Okay, I'll pay you back later."
Bei Nuan took the banknotes and waved to the waiter standing alone outside the crowd, "Come here."
Bei Nuan handed her the one hundred yuan card, "I bet on myself to win." Then she asked, "What can I bet on to win?"
Qiu Ji watched Bei Nuan betting beside him.
Bei Nuan asked him while making a bet: "You just said that I have never won an F card in a cage fight. I have an F card, do you think I will lose too?"
"The iron card is something my brother and Lao Hu came up with."
Qiu Ji lowered his voice, turned his head to look at his brother calmly, and smiled at Bei Nuan.
"I believe in probability, and I believe in miracles."
Just after the escort, the strong man on the opposite stage came here again. He took Bei Nuan through the crowd, walked to the stage, and sent her into the cage.
The moment she walked into the cage, the audience suddenly fell silent.
No one thought that the F card to kill zombies is such a little girl.
Her face is pure, her eyes are innocent, and she is locked in a large rough iron cage, like a bird that fell into a trap unintentionally and was locked in a cage.
"Little girl, did you come to the cage voluntarily?" Someone below couldn't help reminding, "According to the rules of the casino, if you don't want to, you can leave now."
"That is, you have an F card, why are you making this kind of money? Is it too slow to die?"
Bei Nuan thought to herself that it was voluntary for others to come here for a cage fight, but unfortunately she was not.
That Qiu Zhengxun didn't know why, but he was very murderous towards Bei Nuan, and he didn't want to let her go at all.
Sure enough, the strong man did not follow the procedure to ask Bei Nuan if he wanted to quit.
Bei Nuan went directly to the table to get the gun.
The gun was exactly the same as the one Qiu Ji had tried for Bei Nuan just now. The strong man pressed two bullets in in front of Bei Nuan, and put the rest of the weapons out of the iron cage.
The iron cage containing the zombies was brought up and pushed into the cage.
A zombie was screaming inside, and when he saw Bei Nuan, he immediately rushed to Bei Nuan's direction, grabbed the barbed wire, and shook the cage door frantically.
The strong man retreated outside the cage, closed the iron door, and went to get the steel drill for the iron pin.
Bei Nuan calmed down and walked to the farthest corner from the zombie cage.
Bei Nuan used the posture that Qiu Ji had just taught, stood with his feet apart, held the gun in both hands, raised it, and aimed at the cage door of the zombie cage.
The crowd suddenly ceased to be as lively as before, and was completely silent.
Bei Nuan knew that everyone was looking at him with bated breath.
But Bei Nuan could only stare at the door of the zombie cage.
The strong man finally glanced at Bei Nuan regretfully, stretched out the steel drill, and lifted the iron pin away.
The moment the cage door opened, the zombies rushed towards Bei Nuan like a wild dog.
Bei Nuan held the gun in both hands and aimed at the head of the zombie, but did not shoot.
Hold on.
The zombie grinned, with only Bei Nuan in his eyes. The route he ran over was neither dodging nor dodging, it was a proper straight line.
Bei Nuan had already used Qiu Ji's head and the strong man's head just now, and the closer he got, the more certain he was.
There are only two bullets, absolutely can not be wasted.
From the moment he held the gun, Bei Nuan said to himself in his heart:
I am a gun rack.
I am an emotionless gun stand.
I am a gun stand who is not afraid of zombies.
I am a wooden gun rack.
The gun stand stood there steadily, really motionless, aiming at the zombies who couldn't even hide with a single tendon, making the heads of the zombies at the end of the sight get bigger and bigger.
All held their breaths.
Since the game of zombie cage fighting has been added, the audience has seen many kinds of panic.
Some people were so frightened that they shot out the bullets before the cage door was fully opened, and some people ran away, forgetting that they had guns in their hands.
I've never seen someone so motionless, holding on until the zombies are almost rushing under their noses without firing a shot.
Many people are thinking, is this little girl completely frightened when she sees the zombies rushing over
Of course, the gun rack has not been forgotten.
It just stood there indifferently, watching the zombie's head grow bigger and bigger at the end of the crosshair.
When the zombie's head was really big to the standard in the mind of the gun rack, the gun rack pulled the trigger.
bang.
The zombie slammed and disappeared from the end of the crosshair.
Only one bullet was used, and it hit the center of the forehead accurately, but no second bullet was used.
There was silence for a few seconds, and then it boiled over.
Excited screams turned into a sea of boiling, many people forgot their bets and cheered desperately, cheering and screaming mixed with loud curses, and some people were annoyed at losing chips.
There are still many people who have not recovered from the shock at all: a f, actually killed a zombie? Only fired one shot
Bei Nuan was not too excited.
Lu Xingchi had done this hundreds of times in front of her.
The zombies rush over and hit the eyebrows, and the zombies rush again and hit the eyebrows again. Mechanically like daily work.
So Bei Nuan was not as panicked as others about the fact that the zombies rushed over.
With Lu Xingchi by his side, Lu Xingchi will take care of everything.
Even if the zombies swarmed the sea like a tide, he could keep her safe.
There was no Lu Xingchi in today's Dou Cage, but it was like there was him, except that Bei Nuan did the work he usually did this time.
Just kill one, if you don't hit, you will be laughed at by him.
The second shot would count her as a loser.