It is no exaggeration to say that Yin Wei was terrified.
If the "noble person" in the game dies, she will most likely die with her.
She took out her phone and searched through the address book for a long time, but she couldn't find Xia Yihui's phone number.
After thinking about it, her dungeon character setting and Xia Yihui's character setting should be regarded as rivals in love. How could rivals in love store each other's cell phone numbers
Thinking of this, Yin Wei didn't hesitate anymore, and ran straight to the side of the ponytail, grabbed her wrist and rushed out.
…
On the other side, Xia Yihui was already standing beside the throne.
The throne is made of aluminum alloy, which looks very heavy, unlike the crudely made props on the usual stage. Four thin iron ropes were tied to the four corners of the throne, which will be used to hang the throne up later.
This throne is quite similar to the throne in the roulette wheel, but to be honest, the throne in front of me is obviously much more gorgeous, and it looks closer to the nature of performance.
The throne in the werewolf killing roulette can create a chilling feeling.
"Why are you standing there in a daze? Go up!" The director's voice came out through the microphone and exploded in the headset.
Xia Yi stood still in place.
Time passed by every minute and every second, and many staff members were waiting anxiously.
Generally speaking, rehearsals also count seconds. Xia once lost time here, and later had to make up for it from other places. It's okay to say tens of seconds, if it's delayed for a few minutes, it's considered a program.
At that time, the live broadcast can't show the audience a few minutes of advertisements, right
The agent walked forward from the backstage, the expression on his face was so eager that he almost exploded.
During the filming, I fell off the wire several times, and Xia Yihui was not afraid of heights. Although there are always various situations on the stage, but on a stage as big as the Hundred Flowers Ceremony, it is impossible for some props to make mistakes, right
She didn't know what Xia Yihui was hesitating about, but it was obvious that hesitating at a time like this was extra hypocritical. The manager is also eager to protect her son, she is afraid that Xia Yihui will fall into the shoes of others.
With the same idea as the economic man, there are also onlookers.
There were about one or two hundred people in the arena, all of them were watching Xia Yikui closely, perhaps with the mentality of watching a good show.
They want to see how Xia Yi will solve the current situation. Can he still refuse to hang on to Wia
Under the attention of everyone, Xia Yi moved.
Everyone was taken aback.
I thought that Xia Yiyi had compromised and was about to take the throne. Who knew that the latter took off the headset with a slight movement of his fingers.
That action is so natural that he has no friends!
"..." Everyone was dumbfounded.
Xia Yihui ignored everyone's reaction and walked straight to the backstage.
The manager was taken aback, quickly stopped Xia Yihui, and said in horror, "What are you going to do?"
"I've said it before." Xia Yihui raised his eyes slightly, and the deepened eyebrows and eyes looked uniquely aggressive at this moment. He continued, "I want to go to the toilet."
Hearing his reply, everyone looked mysterious, and the manager was also a little confused at the moment.
What kind of reason is this
The manager was about to continue persuading her, but an eager female voice suddenly came from the background.
"Xia Xia, don't go!"
Everyone looked back very neatly.
Yin Wei was propping up her knees, her hair sticking to her face, she looked out of breath and very tired.
When popular actresses seldom behaved so badly, everyone looked at it strangely and wondered when Yin Wei and Xia Yihui were so good.
At the previous press conference, the two had clearly formed a united front to fight against Ma Lianshan together. Now he keeps calling Xia Yihui by his nickname.
Were the two really rivals in love before? The onlookers were silent, only feeling that the world view in their minds was constantly being challenged.
Xia Yihui frowned and said, "What's wrong?"
Yin Wei's complexion was very bad. Even though she was very tired, she still tried her best to stand up and took strides. When she got to Xia Yihui's side, she cautiously approached the latter's ear and said angrily, "The chair has been tampered with!"
After a pause, she still couldn't help complaining.
"Why did you hand over that female NPC to me? I wanted to come over to tell you the news just now, but she blocked all the way and spared no effort to slow down the speed. I almost couldn't catch up here."
Hearing this, Xia Yi pursed her lips and looked at the ponytail coldly. Although he had no intention of taking the throne in the first place, the action of Ponytail was simply too arrogant.
The ponytail touched Xia Yihui's eyes, and the corners of his lips couldn't help evoking a provocative smile.
She was slowing down Yin Wei all the way. She just wanted to see Xia fall from a high altitude once, but now she caught up, and she was quite disappointed after thinking about it.
But it doesn't matter, if she can expose Xia Yihui's ugly face, she will still be considered a victory.
Ponytail looked away, raised his head proudly, turned around, and planned to go out. There was a sudden coolness on her wrist, and she looked back, only to realize that it was Xia who grabbed her once.
There was a disdainful smile on the face of the ponytail.
Wouldn't Xia Yi want to beg her? Unfortunately, it is too late now.
"What's the matter with you..." In the middle of speaking, he was carried away by a force.
When Ponytail reacted, she was already sitting on the throne. Subconsciously, her eyes met Shang Xia, and at that moment, she couldn't move her whole body.
Cold sweat slid from the forehead, the ponytail was full of horror, what happened? Why can't she move
Xia Yihui's voice pierced through the audience from the microphone.
"Director, I have something to do temporarily. This police lady said she wanted to be a temporary substitute for me."
Hearing this, the director in the control room subconsciously leaned over to take a look.
It was too far away to see clearly, but the people on the throne didn't seem to resist. The director turned his head and said to the staff: "Since there is already a substitute, let's start."
As soon as the voice fell, the staff performed their duties, pushing the microphone, cutting the camera and cutting the camera. When the button was pressed, the throne in the arena began to rise steadily, and the explosive music sounded.
For a moment, the quiet stage seemed to come alive suddenly. The music is so loud that even talking in the ear may not be heard clearly.
It took three seconds for the ponytail to move, and by this time the throne had risen two or three meters in the air.
She grabbed the edge of the seat in horror, and the four iron wires beside her looked so slender that they couldn't bear her weight.
Looking down, there is nothing underneath, and the material of the stage is comparable to cement. If it falls, it's like what she said when she satirized Xia Yihui before.
—If you don't die, you have to be disabled.
Xia Yihui took Yin Wei for a trot all the way, and at the same time, they did not forget to evacuate the crowd.
"The stage is cleared, the stage is cleared, don't gather here." Yin Wei yelled, with an imperceptible schadenfreude on her face.
Her voice was blurred against the background of the music, but everyone understood her movements and obediently leaned down to the stage.
Xia Yihui also dragged his manager to the stage.
"Aren't you going to the bathroom?" the manager asked suspiciously. Although she was a little dissatisfied that Xia Yihui didn't have a bit of professional ethics as a star, she still didn't miss out that it was her own child that she should worry about.
Xia Yihui smiled slightly, and said, "You won't die if you hold it in for a while, it's more important to watch a play."
The manager followed Xia Yihui's line of sight suspiciously, and what caught his eye was the ponytail that couldn't move in the air.
At this moment, Ponytail was terrified. If Xia Yi sat up, she wished that the four iron wires would break sooner. But now, she can only pray that the props will be stronger and support her.
The throne rose slowly into the sky, and Ponytail closed her eyes in despair.
Now it is more than ten meters away from the ground, and the four iron wires next to it make a "crack bang bang bang" sound, which sounds like it will break in a second.
Three minutes seemed as long as three hundred years, and every minute and every second was a huge torment for Ponytail. In the end, I don't know if the prayers came true or what, the iron wire held up anyway.
The throne was slowly lowered, and there were no accidents during this period.
Ponytail opened his eyes tremblingly, and stood up tremblingly supporting the throne. She glanced back at the iron wire, thinking that she was lucky, and then a huge anger swept his heart.
She turned her head and glared at Xia once.
Xia Yi shrugged and gave her an innocent smile back.
This is murder! Ponytail thought to himself, while walking towards Xia Yihui with big strides.
No matter what, she must expose Xia Yi's ugly face this time!
"boom!!!"
It exploded with a loud noise.
Debris brushed past his head, and before the ponytail could react, he felt his face burning. Stretching out his hand to touch it, he saw bright red blood everywhere.
Ponytail screamed 'ah', and immediately squatted down with her face in her hands in fright.
what happens? Everyone present was shocked.
From their point of view, when the ponytail walked towards this side, the throne behind suddenly exploded.
Debris made of aluminum alloy were bombarded all over the place. If it wasn't for Xia Yihui and Yin Weiqing's scene before, many people should have been injured by the bombing at this time.
At the same time, in front of the glass door outside the building.
Many fans gathered together, holding all kinds of celebrity signs in their hands, and they were excitedly exchanging their thoughts about chasing stars for many years.
"Huh? I thought I heard an explosion just now?" A girl who was distributing her idol poster looked up suspiciously.
"What's the explosion?" The other girls snatching the poster next to them laughed eagerly, "It should be a sound effect, right?"
Although these people are outside the arena, the sound of the music inside the arena can be heard clearly. Which song, which star, they can deduce it here.
Now it should be Xia Yihui's turn, maybe it's fireworks or something. Everyone thought.
Outside the glass door, there is joy and joy, but inside the glass door is another scene.
Signaled by the explosion, the first shots were fired.
After experiencing the initial stupefaction, screams rang out suddenly.
"Ahhh help!!!"
"Help me, please, I don't want to die uuuuuuu..."
"Fuck, isn't Hua Guo not allowed to hold guns? Could it be that terrorists have come in?"
Everyone panicked and approached the backstage, trying to run out through the only door.
The director and staff in the control room were also panicked.
Thinking of the celebrities who died one after another these days, the faces of the staff were pale. I thought they were just crazy groupies, but now they even came up with guns. Looking at this slaying posture, what kind of groupies are these? They are clearly here to take revenge on society.
"The door is locked!" shouted the one closest to the door.
The sound of bang bang gunshots was like a death urging, and the bullets kept firing into the crowd.
Some people were shot in the thigh and could not run. They could only lie on the ground and were trampled to death by people coming and going.
More lucky people, they dodged the bullets and ran towards the auditorium at the same time.
Their target is the VIP auditorium. There are about a dozen rows of chairs here, nearly 30 in a row, with high backs, similar to the facilities of a movie theater. Hiding in the middle of the platoon can hide the figure very well. If you lie on the ground, you can even directly avoid the bullet attack.
Xia Yihui's reaction was quick, taking advantage of the confusion, he was the first person to run to the VIP auditorium. When everyone panicked, he had already pulled out a scalpel from the space and squatted quietly in a corner.
When the man fired wildly just now, Xia Yihui was shot in the arm. Taking advantage of the chaos, he quickly took out a bottle of prop medicine and drank it a few gulps, and the decline in physical strength finally slowed down.
In the copy of the game, players can feel the pain, and the use of medicine can heal quickly, and the skin and flesh will grow back.
Soon, Xia Yi felt the wound itching slightly, opened the sleeves and looked, the wound was no longer visible, only the blood on the clothes remained, announcing the danger of the situation just now.
At this moment, Li Bier's voice sounded.
"Those who report Xia Yihui can live!"
Hearing his voice, Xia Yi was clearly taken aback.
Li Bier, why is he here
After thinking about it, Xia Yihui instantly understood the Guan Qiao.
Originally, what Xia Yi recalled was to distribute opponents according to the scene. It happened that he could meet Ma Lianshan in the rehearsal, so he was Ma Lianshan's opponent, and the other two people who did not participate in the rehearsal naturally faced each other.
Looking at it now, the thinking on the other side is completely different.
Even if they ask for leave, they have to exchange opponents, which is worth pondering seriously.
Li Bier's ability to make such a decision shows that he has confidence in Ma Lianshan and believes that he must have the ability to deal with Zhang Qingyu.
There is no doubt that this ability cannot be seen by everyone. In other words, when using this ability, Ma Lianshan will also be in danger of OOC.
No wonder Li Bier has not been seen, and Zhang Qingyu has no news of the former, so it turns out that he is ambushing him here.
There was another person squatting three or four meters to the right, Xia Yihui subconsciously looked there.
The agent's lady was looking at Xia Yihui with a dazed look on her high heels.
The latter can still drink 'drinks' without changing his face under such circumstances. In the eyes of the manager, he is no doubt the same as the psychopath who didn't show his face and shot the audience with a gun.
After being stupefied, the manager began to rejoice that Xia Yi was not allowed to be on the throne. Even a fool understands the current situation. It is estimated that the throne has been planted with explosives. If Xia Yi really sits on it, it will be fine. It is estimated that it will not even have a head.
Self-blame and remorse were intertwined, she waved her hand and urged eagerly: "Hurry up, hurry up!"
The manager raised his finger and pointed to a small corner on the opposite side.
Xia Yi looked over there, and was surprised to find that there was a small door there.
The door was ajar, with EXID written on it. It should be some kind of escape route, the location is very hidden.
If you want to go to this door, you have to go through two auditorium rows, and then cross a distance of one or two meters, so that you can escape.
This is a very dangerous thing. On the one hand, if Xia made a bigger move, he might be directly spotted by Li Bier and killed.
On the other hand, in the process of going to the door, he may meet people who know him. These people will not be as kind as his agent to let him go. Reporting Xia once can save his life. How could they let the opportunity go?
The more critical the situation was, the calmer Xia Yihui would be.
If it were someone else, their legs might be too weak to move at this time, and they could only crawl forward on the ground.
But Xia Yihui obviously didn't have weak legs, he straightened his back slightly, and lowered his body very low, just a little distance below the back of the chair. This angle is a critical point, Li Bier can't see him, and he can move forward at a faster speed.
There was no sound during the whole process. Arriving at the place where the row was changed, Xia Yihui took a deep breath, and his fingers holding the handle of the scalpel tightened unconsciously.
With a 'whoosh', Xia turned around violently.
This row is empty.
The heart, which was almost jumping to the throat, finally slowed down a little, and Xia Yi continued to move forward according to the posture just now.
But after a while, it came to a turning point between platoons and platoons.
Xia Yihui did not relax at all, he was even more cautious. With only a slight movement, half of his head poked out.
As if feeling that there was a sudden addition of a person here, the ponytail turned his head abruptly, and looked over with wide-eyed fear.
She looked worse than before. She should have been shot in the leg, bleeding all over the floor, and she was in a mess.
As soon as he saw Xia Yi, the fear in Ponytail's eyes faded away, and turned into great surprise.
——It’s really a narrow road to Encounter, and I actually met him and her!
At this moment, the thoughts of the two people have a high degree of overlap.
Ponytail was just about to open her mouth to report loudly, but the words reached her mouth, before she could speak, a knife flashed out of the corner of her eye, and she had no chance to speak again.
On the other side, Xia Yihui was still in the posture of throwing darts.
Just now, he had never reacted so quickly before. The moment he saw the ponytail, he reflexively threw the scalpel in his hand.
Right in the throat, the ponytail was firmly nailed to the back of the chair.
"I'm sorry." Xia passed the ponytail once, and apologized not very sincerely.
The latter was so painful that she was almost suffocating, and she felt that her vitality was gradually losing.
With blurred vision, Xia Yihui's face flashed before his eyes. That face is beautiful, so good that it is hard to forget at a glance.
Why on earth did she feel disgusted from the bottom of her heart as soon as she saw Xia? Just like the established procedure...
The dying man couldn't think any more, ponytail's eyes darkened, and he fell into eternal darkness.
There was a sound of 'cha', and the sound of flesh rubbing against the blade sounded.
Xia Yihui pulled out the scalpel from the corpse, rubbed it casually on the chair twice, wiped off the blood on it, and moved on.
After a while, Xia Yihui rushed to the opposite of the door. There are still two meters away from the door, and the situation he is facing now is very embarrassing.
Once someone appears, Li Bier's bullets will follow, not to mention the two meters, even Mi Xia may not be able to cross it once.
There seemed to be a person waving diagonally, and Xia Yihui looked up. Yin Wei was gesturing towards him, her expression looked anxious.
Before Xia could figure out what Yin Wei wanted to express, the latter had already started to act.
Yin Wei squeezed her throat and shouted, "Xia Yihui is here!"
In the next second, the bullet hit Yinwei's area fiercely.
Xia Yihui suddenly understood what Yin Wei wanted to do, and she wanted to divert Li Bier's attention.
This distance is neither far nor close, and the eyes can turn around quickly, but the range of the gun is too late.
It's now!
Xia Yihui quickly straightened up and ran out the door in one go.
At this time, Li Bier also reacted, and in shock, he quickly turned the muzzle of the gun and pointed it at the figure flashing by in the corner.
Xia Yi could feel the bullet graze the back of his head, and the swishing cold wind aroused all his fears. He had never been so close to death. Oh no, maybe it was that close when the lab exploded before.
It was very close to the door, and with Yin Wei covering it, Xia Yihui was not in danger this time. He rushed out all at once, he didn't know where to go, he just knew to run, and he couldn't stop running.
When he stopped, the environment was completely different, and the surroundings were dead silent.
After waiting for a while, Li Bier did not catch up, and it seemed that Xia Yihui finally got rid of the pursuers.
There is a stairway in front of me, the ground is in a mess, and the walls are also covered with traces of battles.
Xia Yi looked around first, and was relieved when he saw that there was no blood on the ground.
Zhang Dashen was not injured, this is the best news so far.
With this premise, Xia Yihui settled down to observe these traces of fighting, trying to see something from the middle.
The audience in the live broadcast room was obviously a little shocked, still immersed in the crazy shooting on the stage just now. Seeing the mess around them at this time, they seemed a little belated.
"Is this the trace left by the battle between Zhang Dashen and Ma Lianshan?"
"It should be." Xia Yihui picked up the empty bullet casings on the ground, frowned and said, "It seems something is wrong. There are only traces left by Zhang Dashen here, and no traces of Ma Lianshan."
Hearing this, the audience in the live broadcast room took a closer look at the bullet casing in Xia Yihui's hand. The model of this bullet is exactly the model of the bullet of Zhang Qingyu's pistol. Could it be that Ma Lianshan can't use the gun
It stands to reason not. Zhang Qingyu's guns are very expensive in the shopping mall. Generally, only people at the level of gods can afford them. To put it bluntly, even Xia Yihui can't afford them, let alone Ma Lianshan.
Xia Yi thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure out why, so he could only follow the traces and continue to go up.
Extending all the way up, the more he went up, Xia Yi became more and more frightened, and he had an incredible guess in his heart.
—These two didn't fight all the way from the stairs to the rooftop, did they
Soon this idea was confirmed. All the way to the top of the building, the trace did not disappear, and went straight to the door.
There was the sound of 'bumping' smashing outside the door, and the sound of explosions from time to time, and various movements of demolition of houses, one heard that they were in battle.
Xia Yihui retracted the scalpel into the space, and took out the crossbow arrow in his hand. He took a deep breath and made enough mental preparations before slowly pushing the door open.
I don't know how Ma Lianshan can draw a tie with Zhang Dashen. He should have no way to deal with this kind of method. Even so, he can always sneak attack him.
When the two sides were fighting hard, he secretly made up the knife in the dark, and the opponent was hindered by Zhang Dashen's existence, so there was nothing he could do about him, how cool it was to think about it!
The door was slowly pushed open a crack, and Xia Yi turned his head out. Just as he picked up the crossbow and was about to shoot, his finger was on the trigger, but he was suddenly dumbfounded.
— There are two Zhang Qingyu in the sky.
The two wore exactly the same clothes, looked exactly the same, and even had the same chilling aura when they waved their hands.
Xia Yihui held the crossbow arrows, aiming at Zhang Qingyu on the left and aiming at Zhang Qingyu on the right for a long time, but in the end he couldn't even shoot an arrow.
... Why did two Zhang Qingyu suddenly appear? It must be the wrong way for him to open the door!
Xia Yihui hypnotized himself for a long time, closed the door stiffly, and took a deep breath.
When the door was opened again, there were still two Zhang Qingyu outside.
"..." what the fuck? ? ? Which one does this make him shoot? ! !
Xia Yihui made a lot of noise, and the two Zhang Qingyu who were in the middle of the battle found him.
After the offensive in their hands stopped, they stopped in an instant with perfect understanding, landed from a high altitude, and both stood in front of Xia Yihui.
The two formed an angle, one on the left and the other on the right, sandwiching Xia Yihui in the middle.
"Are you okay?" Zhang Qingyu on the left said with a stern face, frowning.
Zhang Qingyu on the right just glanced at Xia Yihui, and asked calmly, "How is the battle going?"
"..." Xia Yi was at a loss for words.
The audience in the live broadcast room couldn't even brush '666', so they had to sit in front of the computer and marvel.
No matter where you look at it, the two Zhang Qingyu are exactly the same, it's like a clone rebirth, more real than twins. On the surface alone, they can't tell the difference at all.
In the dead silence, a barrage slowly floated in the air.
—Once upon a time there was a beautiful young man named Xia Xia. One day, he came to the rooftop to play and dropped a Zhang Qingyu.
—The God of the River made up two Zhang Qingyu and came out, the one on the left came to care about you, and the one on the right came to care about the battle situation. May I ask, did you drop the Zhang Qingyu on the left, or the Zhang Qingyu on the right