Zhang Qingyu's thinking was not that complicated, he didn't realize it, and used his skills to push away the crowd in front of him.
The two ran unimpeded all the way from the edge of the deck into the ship hall.
At this moment, the harmony in the hall was no longer as it was before.
The white NPC who guards the door has long disappeared. Everyone in the hall is panic-stricken. Some people gather together, some run around indiscriminately in the hall, and some people crawl under the tablecloth. The scene in the hall looks chaotic. endlessly.
Xia Yihui also saw the fat nobleman who bumped into him before.
He was jolting and running towards the upstairs stairs. He just turned the corner, saw something, and rolled down again.
While still frightened, he yelled frantically: "Run, run! The Civilian Self-Defense Forces are coming down from upstairs!"
Upon hearing the words of the aristocrat, Xia couldn't care about whether it was frozen or not. He raised his eyebrows and thought about it, and quickly guessed the cause and effect.
Generally speaking, going up from the lobby on the third floor is the noble area, and going down is the civilian area. But now that the background of the dungeon has been changed to a civilian rebellion, and two different identities have officially entered the melee, it is not surprising that the civilians have come down from above.
After all, it's all a scuffle, and it's conceivable that nowhere is safe now.
These thoughts flashed, and the time in the dungeon only passed a few seconds.
Civilians in twos and threes have already appeared at the corner of the third floor. Among these people, the weaker ones hold pots and pans, stools and chairs, and the stronger ones are iron rods and shovels. Counting up, it is not that no one is holding guns ammunition.
bang bang—
These two gunshots were like omens. If it was just a little chaotic before, now the gunshots are like the spark that ignited the fuse, instantly igniting the atmosphere of the entire hall.
After a short period of silence, many people screamed, among which the aristocratic women reacted the most.
In the past, these people always dressed gracefully and elegantly, their face makeup was always exquisite, their hairstyles were also meticulous, and they always looked aristocratic arrogance, looking very unattainable.
Today is different from the past, the hair is loose, the makeup is sloppy, the clothes are torn, the indifference and arrogance of the past have all disappeared, and the cowardly side of these aristocrats is fully revealed when the layer of indomitable coat is torn off.
Xia Yihui didn't want to talk nonsense at all, he didn't even look at the restless crowd in the hall, he just turned his head decisively to Zhang Qingyu and said quickly: "The third and fourth floors are too turbulent, let's go to the second floor!"
Zhang Qingyu reacted very quickly. Before Xia Yihui finished his sentence, he had already held Xia Yihui's hand with his left hand and placed it in his arms, and his right hand stopped the opponent's leg and picked it up.
Xia Yihui was still in a daze, and his whole body was suspended in the air. Before he even had time to speak, he saw Zhang Qingyu tap the ground with his toes, and jumped several meters away.
It should be the reason for the extra points for skills. Xia Yihui felt that several points of strength on his body were gently dragging him upwards, so that the two of them seemed as light as a feather, and they surpassed many people in a short while, and came to the pass. Head to the stairs on the second floor.
At this time, the Civilian Self-Defense Force had just turned down from the third floor. When they saw two people in a group whose speed was obviously not equal to the others, they were furious.
They held up their guns and just beat the two of them.
The sound of 'bang bang bang' passed quickly, and for a while the whole hall was full of bullets.
Many nobles and civilians were accidentally injured by stray bullets. Some people were lucky, but they were shot in the legs and feet and lay on the ground, unable to move. They just escaped unharmed. Some people were not so lucky. They were injured by bullets, and their brains burst into death in an instant.
At first Xia Yihui was a little flustered, afraid that Zhang Qingyu would be shot carelessly, but he gradually calmed down in a panic.
It is impossible for Zhang Qingyu to be shot. He can control his own bullets to turn, so naturally he can also control other people's bullets to turn.
What the master needs to worry about is not trying to hide from bullets at all, but to escape from this place as soon as possible, so as not to fight with civilians and delay the dungeon time for nothing.
Thinking of this, Xia Yihui simply stopped struggling.
It's thick-skinned to do some things a few times, anyway... it's not the first time.
After giving up on himself for a while, Zhang Qingyu paused, lowered his body and gently put Xia Yihui down.
The second floor is the civilian area, and the environment is naturally not as good as the noble area on the fourth and fifth floors.
The blankets on the ground are made of rough material, and the touch is not as good as the floor stalls in the aristocratic area. In addition, the biggest difference should be the various portals and the corresponding windows.
The facade of the aristocratic area is extremely beautiful, and there is a Gothic beauty of ancient European movies at first glance. Every door and window is like a work of art, which is pleasing to the eye.
The difference in the civilian area is not just a star and a half. The atmosphere of life here is much stronger. The doors and windows are more economical, and there is no aesthetic design at all.
Of course, the contrast of beauty did not affect Xia Yihui's perception.
At least for now, Xia Yihui thinks that regardless of the practicality of the decoration in the aristocratic district, just one complicated step to open the door can make him burnt out and wish to kick the door directly.
On the other hand, the facade of the civilian area is not complicated in decoration and is very practical. This design of doors and windows can make Xia Yihui feel more secure.
"Hurry up! Those two people ran down!"
The shouting from the stairs immediately woke Xia Yi up, he shook his head and forced himself to calm down.
Now is not the time to wonder which door is uglier...
Hearing that the sound was getting closer, Xia Yi glanced at the door of the civilian area, feeling speechless for a while.
Just now I was praising the practicality of the doors in the civilian area, but now I have the embarrassment of not being able to open the door.
However, it is not without solutions. In general, the space utilization of ships is very large, and there will always be a small room for storing sundries in the stairway.
That kind of small room is usually very hidden. If you don't pay attention, you can't see it at all, and it won't be locked for convenience. Isn't this just catering to the current situation.
Thinking of this, Xia Yihui no longer hesitated, walked to the side of the stairs in two steps and touched it. This is a blind spot and the light is extremely dim, so it is really hard to find.
The footsteps above were getting closer and closer, and Xia Yihui became more and more anxious, and fumbled on the wall of the stairs indiscriminately.
He even heard the 'creak', the sound of civilian boots on the stairs.
There was a 'squeak'.
There was a sound of a door opening two meters to the side.
The sound is very soft, if you don't pay attention, you can't hear it at all.
Xia Yihui was startled for a moment. After seeing that Zhang Qingyu had found the door, he breathed a sigh of relief and motioned Zhang Qingyu to go in first.
The footsteps of civilians were very close, mixed with all kinds of filthy curses.
One day they turn over, they don't care about trifles, just kill red eyes, let alone nobles, even soldiers standing in front of them, they can still chop.
Xia Yi quickly and lightly ran to the inside of the door of the sundry room, and looked a little dumbfounded.
This room is really too small!
He originally imagined the kind of stair room where the protagonist in "Harry Potter" lives, although it is not big, it can still walk around. But... Obviously, his experience in this field is still too little. Movies are just movies, and reality cannot be used to measure the standards of movies.
The grocery store in front of me is described as "small", which is a bit insulting to the word "small".
People's small rooms are small, but they are well-equipped. If you have to describe this small house... it may only have a sparrow head, and it is full of various soft tissues.
After stuffing Zhang Qingyu in, it seems that there is no room for Xia Yihui to step in.
The two looked at each other for less than a second, Xia Yihui finally lowered his head and squeezed himself in forcefully, the door closed several times before narrowly closing.
clack - clatter -
The sound of footsteps soon came to the bottom of the stairway, and the sound of steel rods knocking down the stairs sounded chaotic and chaotic, almost turning into the same frequency as the heartbeat.
"What about people, where did you go?"
"Damn it, I clearly saw them running this way, they should be nearby, they didn't run far!"
"Break open the door and see, which room you must be hiding in."
Because he didn't know the depth of the second floor, Xia Yihui didn't rashly choose to go deep into the second floor, for fear that he would encounter a group of even more vicious enemies just after avoiding the Civilian Self-Defense Forces.
Unexpectedly, this simple idea would cause such an embarrassing situation, which Xia Yihui had never expected.
Now the two are huddled in a small cabin, both of them have long hands and legs, and their standing posture is even more empty at this time, almost inseparable.
The musty smell in the cabin is very heavy, and the air is stuffy. After staying for a long time, you will feel out of breath. In addition, the civilian self-defense force outside the door may have a brainstorm and go around the stairs to look. Xia Yi was extremely anxious.
The person in front of him was not standing upright as usual, a long straight leg was caught between Xia Yihui's legs, Xia Yihui raised his eyes, and just touched Zhang Qingyu's dark eyes.
Like drizzle and breeze, and like winter snow and frost, it is extremely frightening.
Xia Yihui felt that his heartbeat was slowly speeding up, suddenly faster than once, and finally pounded like a drum, the sound seemed to be beating on his eardrum.
It's not that he's afraid of being discovered by the Civilian Self-Defense Forces. Even if he is discovered, it's not that he can't escape, it's just... his heartbeat is fast, and even he himself doesn't know why he is so nervous.
Maybe it's because they're afraid that the sound of fighting will attract new enemies
— It can only be for this reason.
Xia Yihui comforted himself in this way.
The audience in the live broadcast room were still immersed in the terrible news they had just learned, but the successive battles made them forget everything for a while, leaving only anxiety.
Many people have started to pray in the live broadcast room in a hurry, but the painting style of their prayers seems to be a little different.
"Pray to gods and worship Buddha, whether it is Tathagata Buddha or Guanshiyin Bodhisattva, please bless us. Don't let Xia Xia be discovered! I'm not worried that Xia Xia can't beat these weak chickens, I'm just a little bit worried !"
"After I found out, I couldn't eat devious sweets so openly!!!"
Of course, such a playful prayer has no practical effect.
Bang Bang Bang —
After the sound of several doors being kicked open, an unknown civilian uttered a surprise call. The sound was so close that it almost rang in my ears.
"Look, there is actually a door on the side of the stairway!"
The author has something to say: abuse can't be more than one chapter, sweetness can be many chapters
Always be a sweet writer, always bring salt for yourself