Area A6.
The dreadlocks man took off the minced meat from his hair, shook it, and blood dripped down his hair, landing on the plaster, making three or four deep ochre pits.
Not far in front of him, lay a girl.
She was seventeen or eighteen years old, at the age when the flowers first bloomed. At this time, she was covered in ashes and wounds. There was a painful and fine whimper in her throat. She crawled forward with the plaster in her hands, her fingertips ploughing deep on the ground. deep ravines.
... Her right leg was hit with countless sesame-sized penetrating wounds by the dreadlocks man's blood bullet.
The man with the dreadlocks followed the girl who was crawling for survival unhurriedly, shaving the hair greasy with blood with his middle finger, and looked down at the girl in front of him with a distressed expression, as if he was thinking about some difficult problem.
At the end, he raised his wrist flatly and said to the screen, "You tell me, how do you want me to kill."
A fiery carnival is being staged in the barrage.
"Did that one die too fast just now? I didn't even see it clearly."
"I didn't see it clearly either."
"I saw it, tsk tsk tsk, briquettes are nothing more than that."
"Potential criminals deserve to be dead. Just wear a collar and you'll end up. Don't do it."
"Hey, can someone tell me which district you are in?"
"A7A7, come to A7."
"A fart 7, A6, coordinates (24, 71), hurry up, you won't be able to see anything if you come later."
"Isn't it? Is it her? I made three bets on this woman. Isn't she able to predict the future?"
"I'm betting too, it's fucking bad luck."
"Whoever bets is stupid, can only predict the future for three minutes and use it as an egg."
"Then let her predict whether she will die or not."
"Yes, let her know."
The dreadlocks man put down his watch and said to the girl, "They asked you to predict your future."
The girl ignored it, just arched her waist, gritted her teeth and crawled forward blindly.
The corner of the dreadlocks man's mouth twitched, and he stepped on the girl's wound: "...I'll let you know."
After a hoarse and weak roar, the girl curled up like a shrimp, her eyes that were messed up by blood stains and scratches could no longer see much of the whites of the eyes, bloodshots burst out, and looked at him with hatred.
The dreadlocked man shook his head: "Don't look at me like that."
The girl's eyes were almost bleeding.
The dreadlocked man raised his slap nervously, slapped her face down hard, and repressed: "Don't look at me like that.... You are not allowed to look at me like that!"
He sat on the girl, grabbed her short hair, and quickly pleaded in her ear: "Be obedient, please be obedient. These people have bought my bets. As long as I behave well and be strong enough, I will definitely It will be taken seriously. Only three survive, and I will definitely be one third. When the time comes, I will live with your share, okay? Huh? Okay?"
The girl named Zhao Rou had a blank expression on her face.
This day, Zhao Rou has seen too many disgusting things.
Such words fell into her ears, and they couldn't even arouse too many emotional fluctuations in her.
Since she entered the institution, she has known another girl of the same age as her, surnamed Cao.
Unlike Zhao Rou, who had several violent conflicts with the "manager" of the organization at the beginning, Xiao Cao was a firm supporter of the rules of the organization, and was deeply loved by the "manager", and even elected her as the monitor to be responsible for her work. Assist the "manager" to manage thorns like Zhao Rou.
Xiao Cao kept persuading her that she could go out after being patient.
Zhao Rou wiped her tears: "I was wronged. I was wrongly killed. I don't even know that I have awakened powers, why do they say I'm hiding it? If I really want to hide it, why should I take the school physical examination? I'm stupid. "
Xiao Cao patiently said: "But this is not right. The rules are like this. If you make a mistake, you should be punished. Besides, do you dare to say that you didn't notice it at all? Your body should have appeared wrong before, right? ."
Zhao Rou shook her head: "No, I really don't."
She put her hand on Zhao Rou's hand, and Rou Rou said, "It's not good to lie. It's not bad to tell me."
Zhao Rou didn't like Xiao Cao's statement. It seemed that she had already pre-set a position and made a presumption of guilt, believing that she was lying.
She pushed her back: "Since it's not good to lie, why are you here?"
Xiao Cao lowered his head with a sad expression: "It's not my fault. After I woke up, my mother stopped me from telling me, saying that I have one more year to take the college entrance examination... I can't make her sad."
Zhao Rou has never liked Xiao Cao very much. She feels that she is always generous to others, and she feels that she is sometimes pitiful.
... She may be really kind, and she wants to persuade her to bow her head to the agency and admit her mistakes, so she should be less punished.
This is also the reason why she chose to pull Xiao Cao to escape together after entering the game.
Xiao Cao's abilities are not as good as hers. They are defensive. After concentrating on her mind, she can harden a certain part of the skin. Although the hardening area is only a square foot, she can at least protect her heart and head at critical moments. , throat and other parts, save the next life.
Zhao Rou took Xiao Cao's trembling hand and clenched it so hard that her trembling was not so obvious: "Don't...don't be afraid. The two of us will definitely survive together. I'll go out and continue. Go to school; you go out, the college entrance examination."
Xiao Cao: "... um."
Last night, Zhao Rou, who was squatting by the river to draw water, was bored and concentrated, and wanted to try again to see the limit of her ability.
And in the three minutes of the future she saw, Xiao Cao quietly approached from behind her, took the sharp wooden stick that Zhao Rou found for her self-defense, pierced Zhao Rou's heart, and let go again, her The body fell into the stream and went with the current.
Zhao Rou stared blankly at the water.
She didn't let it happen.
When Xiao Cao approached her with a wooden stick, Zhao Rou suddenly turned around and pierced her throat with a blunt wooden thorn.
Xiao Cao didn't have time to harden her body, so she fell down holding her bloody throat.
Before Xiao Cao's death, Zhao Rou squatted by the river, did not go to check her body, and did not ask her why she did it.
She just watched, watching Xiao Cao struggle to death.
Before he died, Xiao Cao's throat was bleeding, and there was a ho-ho sound in his trachea: "Why did you kill me... I didn't do anything..."
Zhao Rou didn't answer.
In those three minutes into the future, she already had the answer, and there was no need to ask.
… After killing Zhao Rou, Xiao Cao touched the watch and asked the audience who were watching the live broadcast, trying to talk to them: "I killed her. Is there any reward?"
But she soon showed a disappointed look.
No one over there listened to her, and no one even noticed the sudden assassination.
She couldn't help muttering regretfully: "...It's really useless."
For Xiao Cao, Zhao Rou has no offensive ability and is a useless teammate. It is better to kill her early before she realizes it. It is not only to show sincerity to the organization, but also to help Zhao Rou free. get some kind of reward.
As for how Zhao Rou who was sacrificed felt, she would not care.
Just like she pleases the agency, she doesn't care if Zhao Rou is wronged, she just wants to prove her loyalty so that she can get more benefits from the "manager".
This kind of generosity to others is nothing but selfishness that is hypocritical and disgusting.
Zhao Rou sat facing the corpse for a long time, until her legs were numb, then she stood up and left the stream.
After walking a kilometer, she felt the urge to vomit, and vomited while leaning against a tree.
… so disgusting.
After walking for a while, Zhao Rou met an unfamiliar young man when it was just getting dark.
After exchanging messages with each other, the young man pulled her into the team.
I don't know if she was stimulated or not, but Zhao Rou found that her prediction time was longer than before by five minutes.
But she didn't tell the man about it, still saying that she could see the future in three minutes.
Probably because he has not experienced the cannibalism of his teammates, the man trusts her very much, and seems to have a good impression of her. He picked non-toxic fruit for her to feed her, and said that he was a student majoring in biology, Tried to teach her to tell whether the fruit is poisonous or not, and also showed her his ability to manipulate plants.
At that time, Zhao Rou was still wary of him, and after a few perfunctory words, she pretended to sleep with her clothes, but in fact, she stayed up all night and was on guard all night.
And now, the man was turned into a bloody shard by another man with a dreadlocks.
Among the pieces were a few red fruits that he had hidden in his arms and planned to eat for her.
Zhao Rou thought about the whole person, and then looked at the mess in front of her, a feeling of disgust pressed against her chest like silt, and an inexplicable urge to cry.
He died to protect himself.
What's more, people themselves have an infinite desire to survive.
So Zhao Rou didn't want to die.
Even if the opponent has overwhelming strength, she wants to see if she has the possibility to survive.
She forced herself to concentrate, and soon, the picture of the next eight minutes flashed before her eyes.
She even heard a phantom sound similar to old-fashioned film reels spinning in the scroll wheel.
Zhao Rou's eyes widened and her breath became heavier.
Suddenly, she murmured, "Kill me..."
When the picture "slapped sand" and stopped in front of her eyes, Zhao Rou was almost insane, waving her arms and swiping the face of the nervous dreadlocks man in front of her, trying to provoke him: "Kill me! Kill me! I-"
But the man with dreadlocks who was slapped a few times still dared not be good at it.
He has to try his best to please these gentlemen in the audience. The better he behaves, the better treatment he may get when he goes out.
The dreadlocks man didn't even need to use supernatural powers, he just easily relied on the strength of the male, he grabbed the injured Zhao Rou's wrist like a chicken, put one arm on her neck, and only after confirming that he was imprisoning her. Look down at the watch.
More and more people noticed the liveliness of the A6 area, and the discussion in the barrage area became more and more lively.
"New here. What's the situation now?"
"Discuss how she died."
"Yeah. Dog bites dog."
"Damn it, can you specify how to die? Playing so big? It's the first time I've seen something so exciting!"
"Above, are you a rookie? That's how the first place on the court played, it's very exciting."
In a pile of replies that either did not understand the situation, or gloated, or made suggestions, three words suddenly jumped out.
"Get on her!"
Zhao Rou opened her mouth and let out a desperate roar.
The barrage area was silent for a second or two, and then it exploded.
"Fuck, good idea."
"She doesn't look very old, and she is probably still a young child. Seeing that she is about to die, I'm afraid I haven't had time to be a woman yet. It's a pity. Before dying, having a good time is considered a good deed."
"It's sick up there. Murder is no more than a nod..."
"Wait, the Virgin from above, fork out."
"Abilities shouldn't exist in the first place."
"My dad was killed by a robber who concealed his abilities, and all those with abilities will die!!!!!!"
"Management, work, don't let this kind of brainless person come in next time."
The bettors who participated in this game basically hated power users for various reasons. Soon, the unpleasant ID code disappeared in the room.
A group of people continued to discuss how to let the girl die "without regrets".
"Take off her clothes first!"
"Which position is better?"
"Ask her, what position do you want? How can you not ask the person's opinion for this kind of thing?"
Dreadlocks stared at the screen, unprepared for this heated discussion.
He is not a beast, he looks like a mother and is about to jump up...
However, seeing his wildly rising bets, the dreadlocks man was a little shaken.
He is the person with the highest odds in the entire game at the moment, killing five people, this is the sixth.
He performed so well, and more and more people bought him to win, which should also be counted in his personal performance.
After all this, the dreadlocks man no longer expects to return to the society of normal people.
He'll need to play better and try to beat everyone else's odds if he's going to stay and play for the agency.
Even if he is a chess piece, he has to become the most valuable one.
He has already killed a lot of people, and it would be ridiculous to talk about the bottom line.
Is he going to fall short in order to maintain the dignity of this strange woman
The dreadlocked man lowered his head and glanced at Zhao Rou, who was silently shedding tears, and his originally calm blood gradually surged up.
It looks... ok.
At this moment, in the midst of thousands of crazy screen swipes, suddenly two comments were swiped up.
"… what?"
"what is that?"
However, these two prompts were quickly submerged into the sea of information and disappeared.
The dreadlocked man made up his mind, put his hand to Zhao Rou's shoulder straps, took off her jumpsuit, and tugged it twice. When he found that it couldn't be pulled, he simply gave a ruthless snort, and knelt down on his knees. On Zhao Rou, the front of her clothes was ripped open.
… After making this move, he couldn't make any further progress.
His right leg was caught from behind and lifted up like a dog.
The person who came here was neat in his hands and feet, and Chika pushed his palms and wrists flat twice, which removed the joints of his ankles and knees.
The pain was raging, and the dreadlocks man's muscles tensed up. He didn't have time to think about how they got here. He just reluctantly gritted his teeth and rolled down Zhao Rou's body. Wave to the door of the person who comes!
He killed so many people, of course he knew he was evolving.
Before, he could only use his own blood as bullets.
Now, he can use other people's blood.
However, when more than 20 drops of blood attacked the three figures that suddenly appeared, the three of them had long expected that they melted and disappeared into the air, and the blood bullets all failed.
After consuming two advanced teleport cards, Chi Xiaochi pressed his wrist and threw the third card out.
But this third one is for Lou Ying alone.
He hesitated for a moment when he grabbed the dreadlocks man, Lou Ying appeared ghostly behind him, one knee crossed his neck, and the other knee was as fast as thunder, hitting his back hard, smashing the dreadlocks man's body. After losing his balance, he twisted the dreadlocks man's shoulders with both hands, and his fingertips exerted force—
Before the lingering sound of the dislocated joints, Lou Ying moved up his forearm, touched his elbow all the way, slammed it with precision, and extended it downwards, holding his still-blooded fingers.
He was devastated all the way.
When the dreadlocks man's body fell to the ground like a sack, Lou Ying had removed his 34 joints from his arms to his fingertips.
After the man with dreadlocks landed, Lou Ying still didn't give up, turned around and stood up with his palms, and slashed three times on his back, evenly dislocating the three joints.
When leaving the muddy body of the dreadlocks man, Lou Ying did not forget to complete the final finishing work, removing all the joints of his left leg.
The so-called Paoding Jie Niu, in terms of accuracy, is nothing more than that.
The dreadlocks man could only hear the sound of the bones in his body for a while, but because of the excessive shock, he couldn't move, and he was completely unconscious.
It wasn't until he wanted to get up that a sharp pain that almost bit his tongue came from his limbs, causing him to let out a long howl that seemed to be strangled by the neck.
He was like a snake that had been held by its tail and rattled and shattered its knuckles. He was paralyzed on the ground in horror, but he couldn't even move his toes.
After everything was done, Lou Ying walked up to Chi Xiaochi and said succinctly, "It's over to you."
Chi Xiaochi held his palm lightly, and found that it was soft and dry, and there was no sweat at all.
Ignoring Wei Shiliu, who was already dumbfounded, Chi Xiaochi was about to step out, but when he turned his gaze back to the man with dreadlocks on the ground, he was startled and tried to stop him: "Don't! I still have something to say—"
However, it was too late.
In the eight-minute premonition screen, Zhao Rou didn't see anyone who came to rescue her.
That's why she wanted to die in a hurry to avoid being humiliated.
But now, she is not in a hurry.
The place where Zhao Rou lay down was not far from where the dreadlocks man fell.
She dragged her injured leg, raised a face-sized stone with both hands, and slammed it down the back of the dreadlocks man's head with a blank face.
With a snap, the head burst into white flowers from the middle.
Zhao Rou seemed ignorant, picked up the stone again, and dropped it at the same place.
She repeated this motion rigidly five or six times, until her arms lost strength and she could no longer lift the stone.
… This stone was originally stained with the blood of her temporary travel companion.
Now, she avenged him.
It doesn't count as living up to their acquaintance for the full eleven hours.
It all happened so quickly that the audience in the live room was dumbfounded.
In a short time, barrages that were a hundred times more insane than the previous screen swiping speed appeared in large numbers, and even caused the live broadcast screen to freeze for a time.
"Fuck! Fuck me!! I just made ten bets!!"
"Fifty bets are all fucked up!"
"Where did these three people come from??"
"Kill them!!"