In the third round of the game, the bearded referee finally didn't act as a demon again. He seemed to think that the white players were enough for Xia to drink a pot once.
The nursery rhymes in the tape recorder sounded slowly.
"Throw the handkerchief, throw the handkerchief, gently put it behind the kid, don't tell him, hurry up, catch him, hurry up and catch him~~"
This time Xia Yihui had known for a long time that the handkerchief would be thrown behind Zhang Qingyu's back, so he was particularly excited, and the strings in his brain were tense, and he paid close attention to the nursery rhymes.
First time... Second time... Third time...
The breathing sound of the npc next to the ear was very clear, and the laughter of the bearded referee not far away was also particularly sharp.
There was a cold laugh from the white player on the opposite side. He seemed to be ready, just waiting for the chase to start to stir up trouble inside.
This waiting process was long and tormenting, and the fans in Xia Yihui's live broadcast saw one head and two big ones.
Although Xia Yihui's eyes were covered by white silk and couldn't see what happened in the dungeon, they could see it very clearly.
Although the sounds of nursery rhymes are not over, the battle has already begun.
From their point of view, the bearded referee stood on tiptoe with a smirk, took a red handkerchief and circled around Xia Yi twice, and everyone outside the barrier exclaimed in shock. He seemed satisfied with the effect, and then He walked slowly behind Zhang Qingyu, disregarding the shouts of the crowd, and gently left the red handkerchief behind him.
If it was just like this, the fans in the live broadcast room would not have emotions similar to despair.
Not only are they desperate, but even many noble ladies and commoner girls outside the barrier couldn't bear to cover their faces.
Several air shields were erected beside Xia Yihui, all facing to the left hand side, completely blocking his entire side, which was the masterpiece of the white players.
When the game starts later, the evil spirits will definitely appear beside Zhang Qingyu. With this air shield, it will not be that simple for Xia Yi to shoot to help Zhang Qingyu repel the enemy.
Seeing the scene inside the barrier, Mei Yougan said angrily, "That bastard!"
After cursing a few times, Mei Yougan looked a little ugly, looked at Liu Siqi and said, "What can we do now, I didn't expect those people to be so vicious."
Liu Siqi sighed helplessly and said, "Brother, this is an escape game, either you die or I die. Do you still think that there is true love in the world?"
Mei Yougan showed a puzzled expression on his face.
Seeing this, Liu Siqi kindly explained: "The pair of white players opened their shields to block Zhang Dashen's bullets, which is simply offending people to death. To be honest, they probably already guessed that they will face Zhang Dashen's pursuit at the end of the game , instead of fleeing in embarrassment at that time, it is better to directly add fuel to the fire now and send the other party to hell."
Wen Yanmei Youqian suddenly realized, but soon he began to feel worried.
Obviously four evil spirits are missing, but because of the intervention of players, the situation is even worse than the previous round. In this situation, how can Xia Yihui help Zhang Qingyu repel the evil spirits
At this time, the nursery rhyme in the enchantment has been played for the last time.
"Throw the handkerchief, throw the handkerchief, gently put it behind the kid, don't tell him, hurry up, catch him, hurry up and catch him~~"
The immature voice became softer and softer, with an ending sound, as cute as a kitten stepping on milk. But this sound is not cute in this environment. Against the background of bloody ground, the nursery rhyme sounds only a strong sense of disobedience.
The cold white silk slipped from the eyes, Xia Yihui opened his eyes suddenly, and saw a large air shield on his left hand at a glance.
The evil spirit roared and appeared, right behind the air shield, which was beyond the reach of bullets.
At the same time, the white player on the opposite side let out a sneer, "Can your bullet...can turn?"
Countless pairs of eyes focused on Xia Yihui, and many people were worried about Xia Yihui and Zhang Qingyu.
In this situation, no matter how you look at it, it is really difficult to help Zhang Dashen. Should Zhang Dashen rely on his hearing to avoid evil spirits
Although this is not impossible, it is easy to go from thrift to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. We have already seen the perfect cooperation between the two, but now the lack of cooperation all of a sudden, everyone is really not used to it.
Just when the audience in the live broadcast room was feeling complicated, they saw a sneer on Xia Yihui's lips, and he spoke softly.
"My bullet doesn't need to bend."
Raise the gun to aim, pull the trigger, the bullet pierces the air, pierces the flesh, and the blood splatters...all in one go.
The white player fell in response, his pupils dilated, and the expression on his face was frozen in disbelief before he died.
For a while, the scene was silent.
Of course, this silence lasted only a few seconds, and soon the roar of the evil spirits rang out.
Xia Yihui reacted quickly, aimed at the evil spirit again, and shot him in the head.
I don't know which npc present took a deep breath, and exclaimed from the heart: "Fuck!"
The barrage in the live broadcast room was so fast that many fans shouted 666 like tigers landing on the ground.
"At first, I was wondering how Xia Xia would save Zhang Dashen. I really didn't expect that he would directly kill the white player with the air shield skill!"
"The one upstairs is too naive. Is Boss Xia someone who can stand being wronged? Those two idiots were the ones who started provoking, but now they are being taught to be human. It's ridiculous."
"Boss Xia and Zhang Dashen joined forces, this game is as simple as chopping vegetables and melons."
"It's not because of the gun. In fact, this game is quite dangerous. Didn't you see that Xia Xia almost caught fire several times just now? If it weren't for Zhang Dashen's hard-core skills and Xia Xia's quick brain, it wouldn't be so Easy to play the game."
"Eyes tell me, I can pass this game too. Hands tell me, no, you can't 23333333"
"In fact, many people thought of killing those two white men, but to be honest, if we were in the dungeon, I guess the reaction would not be so fast. Speaking of the air shield just now, most people's first reaction must be to see the evil spirits. Shoot, where did you notice that there is a fully transparent air shield in front of you?"
The nursery rhymes in the tape recorder are still playing, but the evil spirits have already rushed to the street.
Xia Yi took back the gun and stared at Zhang Qingyu who was still standing still. At this moment, the white silk slipped slowly, Zhang Qingyu pursed his lips, and held the white silk tightly, his knuckles turning white.
He slowly raised his eyes to look at Xia Yi, who showed a leisurely smile, with a little tenderness in his eyes that he didn't even notice, "It's okay, it's safe now."
Zhang Qingyu paused, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, as if he wanted to say something.
Before he could say anything, the remaining white player stood up abruptly and threw himself at his companion's corpse angrily.
"Referee! Shooting and killing other players during the game, isn't this behavior illegal?!"
"There seems to be a problem with the machine. I'll talk about it after I fix it." The bearded referee raised the tape recorder and tapped the casing of the tape recorder with his fingers. He looked focused, and seemed to be completely indifferent to the complaints of the white players.
This gesture of ignorance undoubtedly made the white player even more annoyed. He immediately rushed to the bearded player, snatched the tape recorder, threw it to pieces, and cursed: "I've dealt with it for you, now come and judge the other party." Break the rules, you disgusting beard!"
While cursing, he grabbed the bearded referee's collar and sprayed the latter's face with saliva.
The bearded referee wiped the saliva off his face, subdued the white player to the ground with an over-the-shoulder fall, and sat down on him like Mount Tai, with a heart-piercing howl below him.
Seeing that the conflict broke out between these two people, many people outside the barrier covered their mouths and looked inside worriedly.
Liu Siqi was squeezed to the periphery of the encirclement by the turbulent crowd. She was short and couldn't see what was going on inside, so she could only anxiously pat Mei Yougan's arm and said, "What happened? Why did everyone suddenly get excited?"
Mei Yougan gloated and said, "It's so strange that the white player got into a fight with the npc referee."
Hearing this, Liu Siqi was obviously stunned.
It has been nearly seven hours since she entered the ghost card of the puppet ball. She has seen players fighting with players, players fighting with ballroom guards, and it is not uncommon for npcs to have conflicts with npcs. But the player and the referee had a dispute, which was really the first time I saw it.
After the bearded referee subdued the white player, he didn't make any new moves. He just glanced at him negatively, then turned his head to look at Xia Yihui with a playful smile, and said, "Oh, the tape recorder is broken, what should I do now?"
Xia Yi raised his eyebrows, not really wanting to answer this question. But seeing that everyone around him was looking at him, he paused, and tentatively said, "Why don't you just reward us with the red crystal?"
As soon as the words fell, there was a lot of laughter nearby, and some bold and strong civilians booed and agreed.
"What a bunch of cunning kids." The bearded referee laughed twice, then stopped laughing suddenly, opened his palm and conjured a new tape recorder out of thin air.
This machine looks like a luxurious upgraded version, which is more gorgeous than the previous one, and the appearance design has a sense of future metal technology.
"It doesn't matter, the tape recorder should have been eliminated. I have to thank you for helping me destroy the discarded items, good boy."
As he spoke, the corners of the bearded referee's lips twitched slightly, looked at the white player lying on the ground, and urged, "Hurry up and return to your original position, there are still two rounds of the game to end."
Stared at by such sinister eyes, the white player trembled twice, covered his arms and staggered back to his position.
The bearded referee held up the new tape recorder in his hand, "Then, the fifth round is about to begin!"
The white silk slowly covered it, and the last thing I saw out of the corner of my eye was the bearded referee reaching out to the tape recorder, the expression on his face frozen impatiently.
"That tape recorder..." Xia Yihui frowned, "I always feel that something is wrong."
Before he could react, his whole body suddenly turned cold, as if some barrier had come out of nowhere to cover him. At the same time, deafening nursery rhymes sounded.
Many people screamed and covered their ears, squatting down in panic, the ground seemed to vibrate with the sound of this nursery rhyme.
It was so loud that everyone couldn't hear what the nursery rhymes were singing. They just felt that every muscle in their ears was throbbing, and their hearts seemed to be jumping into their throats.
Xia Yihui also couldn't bear this kind of noise that could be called mental pollution. He shook his body and supported the ground with one hand, but he touched a hard partition.
If you look around, all directions are covered by this kind of partition, and it can have a glass texture when you tap it, but any fool can guess that these are definitely not fragile glass.
The bearded referee's rough voice was next to his ears, so close that Xia Yihui could almost smell the strong smell of alcohol and tobacco in his mouth.
"The new recorder is online, which can effectively isolate the help from partners. The referee reminds me that it is better to rely on yourself~"