The experience of the fantasy level obviously did not bring benefits to others. All the players who gathered here were ashen-faced. Having actually experienced the part of being stewed, it was equivalent to a real death.
How can a person who is dead and alive have a good face
Kou Dong obviously felt that more people were looking at them.
At first, it was just one or two, watching quietly; now their eyes are almost undisguised, trying to dig out the number twelve from the flesh of these five people.
This is actually not difficult to understand. Some people become numb after death, but they are a minority after all. More people are more afraid of death after dying once. —They don’t want to experience the same pain and panic again.
Ye Yanzhi fiddled with the fire, and suddenly said: "Today I'm going out for a trip."
He was the only one who could cross the red line, so he naturally had to look for clues outside, which was something the two had discussed long ago. They originally planned for the night, but an unexpected deep sleep disrupted the plan, and this time can only be brought forward to the day.
Kou Dong nodded.
Ye Yanzhi: "Be careful in everything."
In fact, there is no need to ask for unnecessary words, I already know it well. Kou Dong said, "You have to be more careful yourself."
The world is dangerous and unpredictable.
Ye Yanzhi walked quietly, in order to deceive others, Kou Dong stood up and followed him to the corridor, as if entering those task doors for the first time. The players who paid attention to them really raised their eyelids, and turned their heads back after seeing the direction they were going, still feeling terrified.
Ye Yanzhi took advantage of the gap to get out of the door, stepped straight with his long legs, stepped over the red thread tied with the copper bell, and walked out naturally.
Sure enough, the copper bell did not make any sound.
Standing in the snow, he didn't hesitate for too long, and soon he narrowed his eyes slightly and strode towards one direction. Kou Dong watched him leave, and then moved a little further to the corridor step by step, ready to pretend again.
Before he could go far, a man's suppressed voice suddenly came from behind him, low and hoarse: "Be quiet."
At the same time, a small knife was attached to Kou Dong's waist, and his flesh was only separated by a thin layer of textiles.
Kou Dong recognized the person coming from the voice. ——It was a man who hadn't talked to them much before. He was quite tall, had a bad temper, and looked like he was not easy to mess with. If it is placed in the modern society, it will be the first target of the anti-crime and evil cause of the kind of gangsters.
Kou Dong suspected that he had just come out of prison, and he always carried a bit of bandit spirit that he couldn't get rid of.
The number should be three.
A pretty high number.
"raise your hand!"
Kou Dong: "One or two?"
The man's breathing became quicker, realizing that he wasn't panicking at all, and he was still thinking about such insignificant things. The knife couldn't help but move closer, and his body came closer, ready to restrain this man at any time, and became more impatient. "Be honest! Don't play tricks!"
Kou Dong felt a little wronged—was he dishonest
When a man said he wanted to raise his hand, didn't he just honestly raise his hand? Why didn't he just ask for details
This is not honesty, what is honesty
He tentatively said, "Then I raise my hands?"
"Hurry up!" Man No. 3 began to spray hot air from his nose, and the point of the knife suddenly swiped towards Kou Dong, narrowly cutting his clothes, "Stop talking nonsense, and I'll kill you in minutes!"
Kou Dong: "..."
He saw that the man was about to poke him violently, as if he was not only required to cooperate in action.
It's more like asking him to do a full set of plays.
Kou Tiantian had no choice but to go online again as a victim, her voice trembling slightly: "You... what are you doing?"
Is it robbery
Why, Kou Dong thought in horror, is the scope of his troubles not only limited to NPCs, but also to persecute innocent players? If this continues, will he become a protected state-owned shared property one day
A gust of cold wind suddenly surged in the corridor, and it passed through the man's fingers. The man shivered, but didn't pay much attention.
This reaction finally satisfied him.
- That's right.
It was with great difficulty that he waited for the unprovoked young man to enter the door alone, and now among the five people, there is the current one who is alone. Man No. 3 has been watching him for a long time. He has a thin waist and a thin body. He has a face that girls like. He doesn't look like the tall young man who came to this game to earn money and was with him. The same, as if they should be stars.
But what good would that be, the man thought. It's not a good thing to grow up like this in such a deadly game.
Especially in a place like this where villains gather together.
The tall one looks like he has some real skills; the shorter one is just a little boy, at best he can be regarded as someone whose legs are spread to death. —There are a lot of things that have been done like this in the prison.
He couldn't help feeling even more contemptuous.
Their statures are so different, this man should beg him, trembling with fear, obediently say anything under his fist.
The man had the fun of catching mice, holding the knife in his hand maliciously, and staring at the thin white neck. It's so thin, so white, with a few nests of hair curled up on it, it looks particularly impactful, and makes people want to put their hands on it and touch it.
No wonder those people in the prison like to play a little boy.
"Tell me the truth," his voice came in softly against Kou Dong's ear, "among you, who is No. 12?"
Kou Dong: "..."
Hey, he thought what the big brother was going to do—it turned out it wasn't Jie Se.
Blame those NPCs.
It was so perverted that Kou Dong's own thinking became a little abnormal.
No, brother, this is immoral for you. You can just ask me directly, why do you have to kidnap this one
All the hard work just to make such a big death
It doesn't matter if you tell the truth, anyway, if a man is tied up, he won't live long.
Kou Dong simply replied frankly: "I am."
"fart!"
Unexpectedly, man No. 3 didn't believe it at all. He spat on the ground and sneered, "If you were No. 12, you would have been exposed long ago. —Little brother, are you trying to fool me with such an untenable lie? "
Kou Dong: "...?"
It's not that I don't have it, I'm telling the truth!
"I really am!"
The man narrowed his eyes: "I think you are courting death."
Kou Dong: "..."
Man: "Why, don't you tell the truth when you're dying?"
Kou Dong: "..."
To be a man, you must be reasonable. I told you the truth a long time ago, but you don’t believe me, okay
He: "Then who do you think it looks like?"
The man spat again, and said sharply, "If I want to know, should you say it?"
Kou Dong lost his temper completely.
He figured it out, all these people thought No. 12 was a big boss, and he didn't look like that big boss—damn, he's clearly the treasure of the game, okay
All the bosses in the game may not be worth as much as him, okay
Following his intention, Kou Dong raised his finger to point to the door, and immediately lowered his eyelashes, looking like an innocent newcomer who accidentally exposed the secrets of the team, looking flustered and helpless.
The man wrote back this time.
When he looked at it from the very beginning, he felt that the tall one was too calm, like number twelve. It is often easier to believe such a statement that is in line with one's own inner prediction.
Kou Dong looked at him timidly, "I've said everything, brother, can you let me go?"
Then you can go back and get ready to go into the coffin.
Who knew that man No. 3 really planned to let him go, but seeing his slightly red eyes now, coupled with his energy to get whatever he wanted just now, unexpectedly gave birth to a different interest.
Delicate and tender, also white.
I guess she looked like a woman when she took it off.
He has been in prison for a long time, and he often sees people doing such things, but he has never tried it himself. Most of the ones he liked had masters, and it was not his turn.
Now it seems…
Those who are most favored are not as good as the one in front of me.
"What are you going to do?"
The man suppressed his voice, and rubbed his fingers meaningfully, "You are usually hurt by the person who is with you every day, right? Look at him, how can he hurt you? - You follow me, and my brother loves you too. "
Kou Dong: "???"
brother
Is it not good to live
"What are you going to do?"
"What are you doing?" The man stretched out his hand to untie his belt, "Be honest, my brother told you to cry later—"
Kou Dong looked at him and said sincerely: "Brother, I advise you to stop."
Otherwise, it must be you who will cry later, not me.
The man snorted coldly, obviously not taking his words seriously - he never stopped.
Seeing that he had made up his mind, Kou Dong had no choice but to step back, keeping a distance from him silently. So that when he is attacked later, he will be less affected.
Man No. 3 regarded his behavior as fear, and smiled more and more complacently.
He approached step by step.
…
Song Hong, who was still resting beside the coffin, soon discovered that the two had disappeared, and at the same time, he also found that the man No. 3 was missing. The long-haired girl who accidentally approached the corridor hesitated for a while, and finally mustered up the courage to come over and said, "It seems that something happened to your teammate..."
Song Hong raised his heart and sat up straight.
"What's up?"
The girl was still a little girl after all, and her face immediately turned red. But he also knew that the situation was urgent, so he described it hastily, biting his lip: "He... he seems to be trying to bully..."
Some of the players laughed and then whistled. Such things, not to mention common occurrences, cannot be completely avoided. After all, blood has been licked on the blade for a long time, who doesn't need to gallop on another land to vent
Song Hong was still worried at first, but after hearing this, his heart immediately felt at ease.
Although he didn't know where Ye Yanzhi had gone, but he had seen the strength of Kou Dong, the game pet, and he was really a little eyeball in his hands, and he wished he could swallow it and keep it in his stomach, so he wasn't worried at all. —Anyway, in this game, no player can do as well as Kou Dong.
Except for Ye Yanzhi.
He said nicely to the little girl, "Thank you."
The long-haired girl was stunned, "Aren't you going to save him?"
The three of them were still sitting, with no intention of standing up at all. Only Yin Qi looked at the expressions of the remaining two, as if a little flustered.
Brother Tao opened his eyes and realized this too. He guessed in his heart the reason why these teammates didn't go to the rescue. The most likely reason was that the young man was number two, even if he was saved, he would die at night.
A mortal number two that requires no maintenance.
The girls are in a hurry.
"This is a serious matter, you still—"
Song Hong thought for a while, and really stood up.
"It makes sense." He thought for a while, and said, "It might come to us."
After all, it was Kou Dong who was being bullied. The man can't think about molesting him, what's the difference between that and stabbing the core library of the game
Girl with long hair: "...???"
She was completely dumbfounded, and she couldn't swear any harsh words due to her personality, but the national curse was written brightly in her eyes. A Xue has a good impression of her, and added a reminder: "You'd better prepare to run."
Girls are getting more and more inexplicable.
What are you running
This group of people—
Before she could finish thinking, the ground suddenly trembled.
At the same time, the deafening cry of a baby suddenly appeared in the air, followed by a strong tremor. While trying to stand still, the girl caught sight of countless will-o'-the-wisps out of the corner of her eye, and she was stunned.
She had never seen so many—dense, continuous, and full of evil spirits rushing towards the corridor, the surging Yin Qi almost wrapped up into a cloud of invisible black smoke, enveloping them, but they didn't even look at them. A glance at these players who were trembling with fear.
This posture...
She started shaking all over.
This posture—
Could this be the end of the world
A mournful howl belonging to an adult man suddenly cut through those immature voices.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
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