Gunshots rang out in the West Bank.
Viewed from the open church door, the white and vermilion fire in the opposite forest creates a nightless sky full of murderous intent among the dark woods on the west bank.
Flintlock guns, arquebuses, shotguns, all kinds of gunshots sounded in a mess.
A chase is taking place just across the bridge from them.
And the target being hunted down... It's completely conceivable.
No matter how optimistic they are, they will never believe that the duke castle over there gathers men and horses in the middle of the night to fight rabbits.
Ban Hang couldn't sit still.
However, as soon as his legs moved, he heard Jiang Fang say, "Don't move."
Ban Hang's heart is burning: "but it must be them over there-"
How can he sit still when he thinks that his teammates are being surrounded and strangled as prey
What's more, his girlfriend...
Jiang Fang glanced at him calmly, with absolute indifference and rationality in his eyes: "Are you going out to cross the bridge?"
Ban Hang was at a loss for words, and his blood gradually cooled.
rule.
Another rule.
The rules require them not to cross the bridge.
The rules suppressed the two leaders with the strongest comprehensive strength in the West Bank.
The rules are for them to watch their siblings die along the way before their eyes.
The rules are forcing them to… break the rules.
The picture is poor, and the fangs are gradually exposed.
He faintly sensed the maliciousness behind this copy, but he still couldn't ignore the bloody thing that happened like this.
He gritted his teeth and said, "We... can meet at the bridge... In case they escape to us—"
"If they were smarter, they should have fled down the town. Our side is a dead end." Jiang Fang said.
Ban Hang's voice suddenly rose: "But what if the way down the mountain is blocked?!"
Jiang Fang rationally gave two choices: "Then, they will either be arrested or forced to choose to cross the bridge."
Song Haining clung to the clothes on his knees, buried his head, and his voice trembled with pain: "...Then, can we just watch? Can't help?"
"I want to see it." Jiang Fang got up and walked out, "But you can't."
Nan Zhou consciously followed behind him, pointed at Guan Junliang who was in a coma, and instructed the other two: "Take care of him."
Jiang Fang didn't look back: "You stay too."
Nan Zhou: "I can't let you alone..."
Jiang Fang turned around decisively, poked his index finger directly on his chest, and ordered, "You stay!"
… This is the first time Jiang Fang used an order to Nan Zhou.
Nan Zhou sensed something in his expression and stopped.
Although there is no evidence, Nan Zhou intuitively believes that it may be more appropriate to stay here than to follow him.
He just habitually... didn't want Jiang Fang to be alone.
Watching Jiang Fang strode out of the church, Nan Zhou took a few steps back, but bumped into someone.
He turned his head.
Ban Hang stood behind him with red eyes.
He grabbed the corner of Nan Zhou's clothes pleadingly: "Brother Nan, please, go with the boss."
Nan Zhou looked at him: "I want to take care of you."
Ban Hang suppressed his excitement, so much so that his expression turned upside down: "the two of us are here, and we can still take care of each other. If the devil attacks the boss, he will be alone..."
Nan Zhou said, "But Brother Guan is in a coma now, it's dangerous to keep the two of you here."
"No..." Ban Hang murmured frantically, "I will take good care of Hai Ning and Brother Guan."
Nan Zhou tried to comfort him: "Brother Fang is right, the fewer people go, the better. There are guns on the opposite side, the more people go, the bigger the target, don't worry too much..."
However, the more Nan Zhou persuaded, the more pale and ugly Ban Hang's face became.
"... I beg you, Brother Nan, go ahead."
Ban Hang's voice was hoarse, his body trembled with pain, and he even bent down.
He trembled and said softly: "Even if someone wants to come over, the boss... will definitely give up on them... "
"The rules clearly say not to cross the bridge, but what if they escape to the bridge?"
"Boss, in order not to break the rules, he will definitely—"
Song Haining pulled Ban Hang from behind and stopped him softly: "Hey... don't say anymore... "
However, from the look in her eyes, Nan Zhou found that she might agree with what Jiang Fang said.
Nan Zhou looked down at the clothes on the front that were wrinkled by Ban Hang: "...Will it be useful if I go?"
"With you here, you might come up with a better way."
Ban Hang hissed: "With you... the boss will restrain a lot."
He repeated gently: "... Brother Nan, he is willing to restrain himself for you."
…
The night is like water.
It's just that the water was swallowed up by the thick fog that had not dispersed during the day.
The fog washed away all the clear outlines and corners, leaving only a chaotic afterimage.
The forest on the opposite side melted wetly into the fog, creating a dark scene.
From the edge of the cliff on both sides, there is an open area of nearly 50 meters, and there is no place to hide.
Jiang Fang hid beside a tree closest to the bridge, and the light-colored eyes reflected the interlaced firelights in the deep forest on the east bank.
He observed the surrounding terrain, and raised the corner of his mouth coldly.
Ban Hang took it too much for granted.
"Contact at the bridge"
If they dare to show their faces in such open fields, they are living targets.
With his back against the rough trees, he didn't turn his head, only laughed at the gloomy darkness: "Are you here?"
Nan Zhou stuck his head out from the tree next to him.
Jiang Fang said straight to the point: "You didn't want to come here, right?"
Nan Zhou answered the question: "I'm worried about you."
Jiang Fang looked at the other side: "You don't need to carry the thunder for Ban Hang. I know that neither he nor Hai Ning can trust me."
The viciousness of this copy, until now, has finally revealed its true face.
Even without mentioning the vague "devil" and "God's curse", it objectively cut the 12-person team into two sides, and set a clear dead rule of "not allowed to cross the bridge".
To put it bluntly, in case of danger, not only are they not allowed to help each other, they are even forced to kill each other under extreme conditions in order to maintain this rule.
And the exchanges between the two sides of the Taiwan Strait are really pitiful.
This is extremely cruel torture for ordinary people who have lived and died together, but whose hearts have not been tempered to the point of invulnerability.
Although they didn't want this in their hearts, their trust in each other was indeed crumbling under the control of the rules.
Nan Zhou supported the tree, lowered his feet, and swayed twice: "I believe in you."
The reason why Jiang Fang didn't let Ban Hang come was just because he was worried that he would rush over the bridge in a hurry.
Jiang Fang laughed and said noncommittally: "You believe me, and come here to stare at me?"
Nan Zhou: "I didn't come to stare at you."
Nan Zhou: "I'm here to tell you to go back. We'll change shifts."
"You are less trustworthy than Ban Hang." Jiang Fang said, "As soon as I leave, you will go to the other side."
Nan Zhou did not hide his intentions: "Well. You are right."
Jiang Fang: "I don't agree."
Nan Zhou: "I'm not your team member."
Jiang Fang: "I'm not talking to the players, I'm talking to you. Go, I don't agree."
Having said that, Jiang Fang found that his tone was a bit over the top.
His ears turned slightly red, pretending to be okay, and continued: "They can come over, we will meet here, and then bear the consequences together. But I don't want anyone on my side to take risks."
"Even if there are any consequences of crossing the bridge, I will bear it." Nan Zhou said, "I can afford it. Maybe I can save them."
Jiang Fang's expression froze, and his tone turned cold: "Even if there is any cause and effect, it shouldn't be on you."
Nan Zhou: "I don't mind."
Jiang Fang: "I have something to do with it. I brought you out. Even if you want to leave, give me a complete leave."
He took a deep breath. "It's my duty to you. We… are best friends, aren't we?"
"I… "
Nan Zhou was about to answer when he suddenly heard Cong Cong's footsteps from the forest on the east bank. Running all the way towards the cliff.
When people are most desperate, they always go to the people they trust the most.
Even if Nan Zhou once clearly told them that the east bank is a cliff with no way to go, the west bank is the place to live.
What's more, as Ban Hang said, the road to the bottom of the mountain was really blocked.
A girl with messy sideburns got out of the woods, spread her legs, and ran towards the suspension bridge with her life.
Although in the huge fog, only a vague figure could be discerned, but Nan Zhou on the tree recognized her at a glance.
Su Qingyao.
Nan Zhou exhausted his eyesight and could vaguely recognize that she was wearing a dark maid costume.
There was something odd about her running posture, one arm drooping limply by her side, probably from a stray bullet.
She was like a wounded bird being hunted, flapping her wings flappingly, dashing all the way to the side of the suspension bridge, without even thinking about it, she stepped on it!
However, the slight shaking of the bridge body woke her up from her boundless panic.
When she rushed to the 1/4 of the bridge, she suddenly stopped.
If Su Qingyao was still a rookie who had just entered the dungeon, she would definitely cry and shout, desperately escape the bridge first, and save her life.
But now, she dared not.
If she crosses the shore, she violates the "no bridge" rule.
She might even lead the gunmen to the other side.
- Her choice at this moment is very likely to affect the life and death of the entire team.
When she was in a moment of hesitation, Nan Zhou moved, and just as he was about to jump off the tree to respond, six or seven servants in black clothes appeared in the forest in an instant.
For her, it was already the limit for her to be able to keep a distance of several tens of meters from her pursuers by circling in circles in the forest.
However, those people drilled far and near, and they were basically located on the south side of the suspension bridge.
If she ran fast enough, she had a chance of escaping from the muzzle of those guns that didn't shoot very far.
But then, she had to cross the bridge.
She will burn the disaster to the east coast.
To die, or to live
Which one is the dead end and which one is the life
In less than half a second, Su Qingyao made her choice.
She forcibly overcame her desire for life, turned around and rushed down the suspension bridge that held her only survival!
She pulled the skirt and fled along the cliff. At the same time, she shouted loudly through the big loudspeaker in the valley: "Boss! Brother Nan!! That duke is a lunatic!"
"They're going to take us for surgery, and they're going to open our heads!"
"Brother Kang was taken into the operating room by them! Brother Kan was also injured!!"
"Brother Zhao escaped with me. He—"
Hidden behind the tree, listening to Su Qingyao's increasingly sad and desperate voice, the two fell silent.
The gunshots that were originally scattered in the forest now only sounded behind Su Qingyao.
Zhao Lirui, I'm afraid it's more fortunate.
She shouted here, but her throat was blocked and her legs were weak.
She burst into tears and cried, "Help! I don't want to die!! I'm only twenty-four!!"
Even so, her escape from the suspension bridge did not slow down in the slightest.
She wanted to escape back to the forest, but a gunshot sounded suddenly behind her.
Su Qingyao paused for a while, his body trembled for a while, staggered forward two steps, and squatted on the ground in the starting style of a 100-meter race, with his hands on the ground.
However, her end point is also here.
The voice of "Take her back, while she's not dead" faintly fell into her ears, which were ringing in the ears due to the severe pain.
Her chest rose and fell violently, she gritted her teeth, and she was ruthless.
You want to take me back, and you want to experiment with me before I die
Don't give a fuck!
In the fan-shaped encirclement, Su Qingyao's legs that were weakened by the loss of blood tightened the muscles, kicked the ground violently, and rushed towards the abyss beside him.
Her figure was swallowed up by the mist.
She didn't leave a last word.
Except for the phrase "I'm only twenty-four".
In the second half of the night on the east bank, it fell into absolute silence.
In the forest on the west bank, the two stood in the shadows, staring at the place where Su Qingyao disappeared, unable to say a word again.
The author has something to say: Gradual downsizing…
Don't worry everyone, the clues of this dungeon are very simple, there is no deep plot, it is very vicious
Vicious is vicious, you really can't cross the bridge