The slight tremor in the light rail car deepened Nan Zhou's touch against the skin of his neck little by little, giving him the illusion of being strangled to death at any time.
Yuan Mingqing knew that he needed to gain trust as quickly as possible.
Not far away, Li Yinhang, whose cat was in the corner, had already tried and wrong for him.
Answering "I don't know", in Nan Zhou's hands, there is a high probability that he will not die.
According to the data, although he is not a human being, he does not have an addiction to murder in general.
Yuan Mingqing raised his hands, mentally and verbally aligning himself with Nan Zhou: "My name is Yuan Mingqing, just like you. I don't know anything."
Nan Zhou held onto his neck and shoved his entire body against the wall of the compartment.
Yuan, Ming and Qing's physique was far superior to ordinary people, but he was hit by such a real material as Nan Zhou and was caught off guard. A golden star danced in front of him in an instant, and his ears buzzed for a long time, and his distracted eyes barely focused on Nan Zhou. Zhou's cold eyes.
"… Lied to me."
Yuan Mingqing endured suffocation and unease, and his mind turned fast.
He was confident that he had not shown any flaws.
He just hid his whereabouts at first, and didn't show up unsuspecting like Li Yinhang did.
Therefore, after being smashed by Nan Zhou, Nan Zhou refused to immediately believe his own words as he believed in Li Yinhang.
But he was just suspicious.
He had no reason to kill himself at all.
So, Yuan Mingqing swallowed a bloody spit and looked Nan Zhou in the eyes: "Do you think this car has been driven for too long?"
He raised his hand, panting slightly, and clenched Nan Zhou's steel-like wrist bone.
"Instead of worrying about why I didn't show up in the first place, think about where this car is going."
The Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties were gambling.
Betting that you are lucky enough to bet that Nanzhou still needs teammates and partners, betting that the value of calmness and intelligence that he has shown at this moment is worth letting him use him as a temporary partner.
… I have to say, he made the right bet.
Nan Zhou's hand left his throat.
After the slight pressure disappeared, the oxygen was finally able to flow in smoothly.
Yuan Mingqing took a deep breath greedily, leaned against the wall of the compartment, and barely stood up straight.
Li Yinhang watched the two men rattling at each other, and didn't know whether to run or stay, so he sneaked a crimson safety hammer, held it upside down in his hand and carried it behind his back, and continued to hide in the corner to spy on the situation.
The situation was stalemate for a while.
Nan Zhou didn't know anything about such means of transportation, so he went to study the scenery outside the window, trying to determine their location by the scenery outside the window.
When Nan Zhou turned his back to them, Yuan Mingqing took action.
He raised his hand and quietly made a move to Li Yinhang.
—Come here, come to me.
Li Yinhang noticed his movements, hesitated for a moment, glanced at Nan Zhou, and did not dare to move rashly.
The Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties were not in a hurry.
He has this confidence.
Compared with the current Nan Zhou, who was on guard and had a strange temperament, he believed that he was more like a normal person.
Since this Li Yinhang had completely lost his memory, it would be interesting to seize this gap and pull her, who knew nothing, into his own camp, and push her and her former teammates to kill each other, isn't it
Nanzhou, who was standing by the window, could not see people or buildings.
He only saw the long and curved track in the distance climbing up the mountain in the distance, extending along the undulating terrain, and there was a long tunnel several kilometers away, waiting to swallow this steel monster that moved according to the trajectory.
The sun was shining brightly outside, but the road ahead was hidden in lush shadows, making it impossible to see clearly.
No one knows where they will end.
On the other side, Yuan, Ming and Qing were standing upright against the wall, but all kinds of ideas and calculations were in their hearts.
There is no time limit for pvp this time, so this only represents a kind of story direction—
Before your own spirit is completely infiltrated by this weird apocalyptic world, kill all the opponents and win the game.
Then, they who are completely dominant can gain their trust while gradually infiltrating and delaying time.
Whether it is to infect them with the so-called incurable, let them become part of this apocalyptic world, or kill them, they can successfully clear the level and complete the mission.
Now that the goal has been determined, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties will not stop thinking up the corresponding plan.
His mind has always been delicate, and soon he felt a little trouble again.
-According to the setting, they have all lost their memory.
Then, the act of exhaling the item bar and taking the item can easily reveal the fact that he has not lost his memory.
For myself, it is equivalent to disabling the props.
This is indeed a small annoyance worth considering.
Fortunately, this restriction is the same for both of them.
When the Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties were advancing his ideas in an orderly manner, Nan Zhou suddenly moved and walked towards the front of the car.
Seeing that he was moving, Li Yinhang first shrank back subconsciously, realizing that his target was not himself, so he couldn't help asking him, "Where to?"
Nan Zhou did not answer her interest.
In front of him was a scene he had never seen before.
He was surrounded by people he had never met.
He came out of Nevertown and fell for no reason into another completely strange place.
He was curious, but the intuition of the beast made him put the issue of survival at the top of his list.
He first had to figure out where this was and where they were going.
Yuan, Ming and Qing were in a good mood when they saw that Li Yinhang was abandoned by Nan Zhou again.
Although his head was still a little dizzy, he still took the opportunity to take the opportunity and approached her to show his favor: "Miss Li, I-"
His words were not finished.
boom-
When the gunshots sounded suddenly, it was accompanied by the sound of shattering the window glass.
When the echo came all the way and broke into their eardrums arrogantly, it still carried a suffocating aura that made people's legs and feet go weak.
The sound came from the front of the car.
Nan Zhou stopped and his eyes fell on the nameplate next to him.
They were in carriage 13.
Li Yinhang and Yuan Ming and Qing Dynasties both came from the rear of the car.
The first 13 sections of the front of the car are areas that none of them have ever set foot in.
The sound of gunfire made Li Yinhang tremble as if he was swaying, and he almost failed to grasp the hammer in his hand.
Nan Zhou glanced at her.
She was very nervous, stared at Nan Zhou blankly, and looked at him for a long time.
It wasn't until Nan Zhou glanced at Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties and made a straight line with him with the shortest distance that Li Yinhang guessed what Nan Zhou meant—
Go to stay beside Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties, what are you waiting for
Holding the safety hammer, she trotted all the way to hide behind Yuan Mingqing. At the same time, she was on guard for this stranger, ready to use a small hammer to blast his head if something changed.
Yuan Mingqing was too lazy to pay attention to her thoughts.
Because he soon saw a silver-haired figure with a short gun and a splash of blood on his cheeks appearing on the other side of the empty carriage.
His heart twisted slightly.
-Only him? What about Tang Song
Could it be that the gunshot just now...
Jiang Fang also saw three people.
Especially Nan Zhou, who was standing straight in the center of the carriage, unavoidable.
But he did not stop for a moment, and the path came straight.
Because there is no long-range weapon that can be countered, none of the three of them took the initiative to meet them, but just stood there and waited.
In the props library of Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties, there were as many as a dozen long-range firearms, and the combination of light and heavy firepower was enough to smash the car into two parts.
The small, single-action rhino revolver in Jiang Fang's hand was simply not enough in his eyes.
But just like the previous conception of Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties, as long as he opens the props library and uses weapons, he will inevitably reveal his fault.
Although it is a pity to miss this opportunity to serve one pot, Yuan Mingqing will not regret it.
He knew that the audience was not a fool.
Before life and death, there was no need for him to copy out his weapon and risk revealing his identity.
Jiang Fang walked briskly. He passed through seven or eight carriages in one breath, and stood still when he was only one carriage away from Nanzhou.
Nan Zhou looked at this young man with a special appearance, but he was very special and good-looking everywhere.
Jiang Fang also looked at his face with interest, and asked the first question: "Who are you?"
However, without waiting for Nan Zhou to answer, he continued the second half of the sentence indifferently: "...Forget it, it's a lot of trouble."
After speaking, he pulled the ram: "kill them all."
After all, he really didn't hesitate, turned the gun, aimed without aiming, and aimed a shot at Nan Zhou's head!
He has been in the chaotic underground world for many years, and he is also quite skilled at fiddling with guns and weapons.
He saw that Nan Zhou was the most special of them.
Especially when his eyes met him, he found himself insane for a moment.
Such a special person, of course, should enjoy the most special treatment.
The moment the smell of roasted blue and gunpowder spreads out, Nan Zhou's figure has disappeared from his range.
The heat of the bullet passed through his raised black hair, and Nan Zhou swooped in front of Jiang Fang, holding up his gun-raising hand with one hand, while the other reached towards him like lightning, so fragile that he could not help grasping it. A throat well protected by a black choker.
But Jiang Fang is by no means inferior in terms of reflexes.
After pulling the trigger, Jiang Fang immediately moved, pulled down the ram, and prepared the second bullet.
When his wrist was lifted to a high place uncontrollably, Jiang Fang immediately let go of his hand and let the gun fall. The other hand volleyed and grabbed it. As soon as he held it firmly, he shot another shot at Nan Zhou's waist and abdomen. !
Jiang Fang quickly turned his head and bypassed Nanzhou's beast attacking his throat.
The bullet also missed the air, and slid hotly against Nanzhou's waist.
Once close to the body, there is only room for hand-to-hand combat.
Nan Zhou moved his leg, one knee hooked over Jiang Fang's calf, and the other slammed into his lower abdomen.
If this hit is real, the person may only have the spleen ruptured on the spot.
But the strength of that leg was halfway through, and it was cut off by another long leg.
The two pairs of sturdy, slender and powerful legs collided together, Jiang Fang raised his hand and grabbed his hair, looking down at the face.
Nan Zhou was taken aback.
He hadn't thought of grabbing his hair.
Such an unintentional action added a touch of ambiguity beyond the picture to the rising murderous intent.
After parrying this attack, Jiang Fang had already estimated Nan Zhou's means. Without fighting, he retreated, and at the moment of rapid retreat, he was loaded again.
Nan Zhou dodged twice in a row, but he also saw how powerful the thing he had in hand. He stood on the spot, no longer rushed forward, but silently planned the route for the next avoidance and attack.
Jiang Fang stared at Nan Zhou and cut to the chase: "What's wrong with you?"
Nan Zhou also answered straight to the point: "You are sick."
There was only one Nanzhou in Jiang Fang's eyes: "Did you come to this place suddenly?"
Nan Zhou stared at his muzzle: "Hmm."
Jiang Fang smiled, half pressing down the muzzle with one hand and holding the other hand on his chest, showing a rather sincere gesture: "I'm sorry, please forgive me. I also ask you all to be more careful with me. As soon as I opened my eyes, I suddenly came across a stranger. I was still handcuffed, and a mentally ill person tried to kill me, so I'm allergic, so I'm understandable."
Because Li Yinhang knew that he was a pure weak chicken, he resisted death and did not believe it.
After all, she felt that Jiang Fang was more like that "mentally abnormal person".
On the other hand, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties, because they wanted to win over Li Yinhang, patted her as a sign of comfort, and at the same time stuck his head out from the narrow hiding place between the connection of the carriages and the carriages.
He wondered if the person he was talking about who "tried to kill" him was Tang Song.
Who would have thought that as soon as Yuan, Ming and Qing moved, Jiang Fang raised his hand without warning, pulled the trigger in his direction neatly, and at the same time pitifully showed weakness to Nan Zhou: "...Look, you will be so allergic ."
The ballistic trajectory was slightly skewed, shattering a whole piece of glass behind Yuan Mingqing.
The scorching shell jumped onto Yuan Mingqing's face, and the real heat made him frown, and with a flash back, he almost fell out of the cracked window.
In order to make himself more like a real player, Yuan Mingqing deliberately made a look of anger, and scolded three points and seven points falsely: "Damn, don't go too far!!"
"Ah. I'm sorry." Jiang Fang still had a polite smile on his lips, "but I already said 'please be careful about me'."
In the extreme astonishment, Yuan Mingqing had clear doubts for the first time.
After their observation and data collection, the player Jiang Fang has an unknown personality. He looks pleasant on the surface, always smiling, and has been following Nan Zhou. He is proficient in gambling skills and has high skills. He is a smart person with a relatively complicated personal experience.
Their knowledge about Jiang Fang is limited to this.
If Jiang Fang hadn't entered Gravity from beginning to end, would he be such a person when he was outside and encountered a sudden situation that endangered his personal safety
… a high-functioning psychosis