first player

Chapter 240 Chapter 230 Eight · "Mom..."

Mo Yan kicked the doors one by one, trying to kick all the closed doors in the corridor open.

Just now the eldest brother ordered him to check if there were any living people on the second floor, so he had to do it to ensure that there would be no unexpected situation that would threaten the eldest brother.

At this moment, in the depths of the corridor, the voice of the eldest brother came.

"—Mo Yan, come here."

The voice went round and round, carrying a distant echo.

"Here we come, big brother!"

Mo Yan immediately put down his sore foot and ran towards that direction.

The scene in front of him shocked him.

Bright red blood stained everywhere.

Above the door, in the cracks of the floor, gray walls.These seem to have been painted again, with large patches of red sprinkled on them.

And beside the door panel, a strange young man was sitting paralyzed, with a cigarette still burning in his hand, but the cigarette was stained with bright blood.His chest cavity was sunken, as if his ribs were broken, and there were corrosion marks on his throat, as if he had been scalded.

Next to the young man stood his elder brother, but the elder brother's eyes seemed to be very strange at this time.

When he met his brother's gaze, cold sweat ran down Mo Yan's back for a moment. He froze in place, his feet seemed to be stuck in the floor, and he couldn't move for a moment.

"Why are you standing there?" Su Mingan waved to him, "Come here."

"Brother... May I ask, what is your san value now?" Mo Yan replied with some difficulty.

"...Let me see." Su Mingan glanced at the orange bar: "98."

98?

Mo Yan couldn't believe the number at all.

...How do you look at the big brother's state, it doesn't look like 98?

Mo Yan rubbed his parched lips, and finally managed to get words out of the almost frozen air:
"Brother, why don't you go to sleep first."

"……what."

One step ahead of Su Mingan, Ryan who was lying on the ground chuckled.

Ryan seemed to be in a very bad state, coughing up blood while talking.

Threads of blood slid down his chin, dripped to the ground, and mixed with a large pool of blood on the ground.

"Look, Su Mingan, even this kind of cannon fodder can tell that you are crazy, but you still think you are normal..."

"Oh!"

Ryan's eyes widened.

At the moment when the end of his words fell, he received a kick from the opponent.

Blood spewed out of his mouth uncontrollably, Ryan was kicked by this sudden blow, his eyes were floating in the darkness, and his fingers curled up unconsciously.

"Su Ming'an—you're never finished!" he roared, his voice unable to restrain the pain.

Su Mingan didn't speak, his eyes were very heavy, and he kicked again.

Ryan leaned over with all his strength and stretched out his hand, trying to wake up the defensive circle he had set up, but was instantly immobilized by a huge force of gravity.

He tried to block the opponent's blow like a storm, but the opponent just slammed into his abdomen with one hand, and the sudden rupture of the wound made him so painful that he could hardly think.

"You're asking me, is it over?" Su Mingan lowered his fist unceremoniously.

His fists didn't hit anywhere, and they were aimed at Ryan's delicate face. Even if the strength value was not high, it was far superior to the strength of ordinary Zhai Xingren. The blood in Ryan's mouth was blown out.

"--Then when you forced me to ask me how I feel just now, did you ask yourself in your heart--are you finished?" Su Mingan said in an extremely calm tone.

Contrary to that calm tone, it was his extremely strong attack, his fists fell like raindrops, and every blow seemed to be exhausted with all the strength of his whole body.

In the state of energy suppression, recruit a critical strike.

Even in the shadow state, it can make the other party feel incomparable pain, the pain of being physically beaten.

"you……"

Ryan coughed blood.

"You'd better pray that you don't run into me in every instance in the future." Su Mingan withdrew his fist.

He reached out, picked up Ryan's collar, and watched him cough up blood little by little.

"Do you remember?" Su Mingan stared into his pale eyes, his voice was as calm as stagnant water.

Ryan spat out a mouthful of blood.

There was still a smell of cigarettes on his body, mixed in the disinfectant water, which was a bit choking.

When looking at Su Mingan, his bloody face showed an extremely fanatical, madman-like smile:
"...What?" Ryan smiled: "You said that you can face your past in front of the world casually. Now it seems that you are just trying to be brave, the first player-look at your current appearance Well, this is the first time I've seen the first player look so angry... Ha, I'm very honored, I actually unlocked the first player's angry look, I don't know what other people will think when they see this scene... ..."

"It doesn't matter, the moment I started beating you, I closed the live broadcast room." Su Mingan stared at him: "I don't live under the eyes of the whole world occasionally, I don't know what I will do. "

"Because you're as crazy as I am," Ryan said.

Su Mingan stared at the other party's eyes.

Through Ryan's clear, mirror-like eyes, he could see his own reflection reflected in them.

The shadows seemed to be stained with blood.

"Oh!"

With all his strength, he pressed the opponent completely into the wall and turned his head.

"Mo Yan, come here." Su Mingan said to Mo Yan who was standing there like a log, "Come here and kill him."

"……what."

Only then did Mo Yan recover from his stupid state. Facing the blood-covered elder brother who looked extremely manic, he was terrified at this moment, and even pointed at himself: "Me?"

"Kill him, and you will be a doctor." Su Mingan said, "If you want to live safely to the end, you can become a doctor just like me. His execution target tonight is me, and there can only be one between him and me."

"..." Mo Yan swallowed his saliva.

He took out his precious sword from his backpack, raised it, and slashed at Ryan, who was helpless on the ground.

"It's ridiculous, Su Ming'an..." Ryan said before Mo Yan came over.

His voice was so soft that it seemed to be floating in the air.

His expression was covered under the black bangs, only his blood-stained mouth was still moving slightly:

"Su Ming'an, if you choose to hand over the identity of a doctor to this kind of guy, you will definitely regret it.

This kind of guy with unknown origin, who only knows how to hug your thigh, is like a dog leg.

You will absolutely be deceived, absolutely betrayed.

Su Ming'an, you who chose to hang out with a group of npcs will definitely regret it - because I can see that you are already crazy, you are, you can't last until the last day.

And you—number three, don't really think that your big brother will always protect you.

Sooner or later, you, like me, will die at the hands of your crazy elder brother.To die at the hands of the person you trusted the most..."

"Shh!"

Mo Yan swung his sword, and the long sword pierced Ryan's heart.

His sword-wielding hand was very steady, as if he had practiced it thousands of times, and the piercing position was just right, without any deviation, like a born assassin.

Ryan leaned against the door wall and was stabbed through the chest.

His eyes are a little lax:

"...Obviously, I just want to tell you a story."

As he spoke, his blood-stained eyelids closed little by little.

The darkness covered by the door fell on him, and he fell to the ground, gradually becoming one with the night.

"Bah! Tell me a story. If Lin Jiang hadn't attacked you, you would have harmed your elder brother with your backhand. Why don't you just set up an archway?" Mo Yan withdrew his sword.

Blood spattered out in large swaths. He wiped the blood on his face and smiled again: "Brother, brother, I just looked at the room next to it, and there was no sound. I don't know if there are any players alive..."

"Go back."

Holding the sword, Mo Yan turned around and said, "Then, brother, you should rest well."

"it is good."

"I am leaving."

"Let's go."

"Brother, you must believe me... I really have no bad intentions, I really love my brother."

"..."

Su Mingan didn't respond anymore, he searched the room one by one, and with the help of the light in the room, he quickly confirmed the people in the room.

The NPC students seemed to have fallen asleep. Even though he broke in, he was still sleeping soundly on the bed.

He didn't kill these npc students. These people are not a threat to him. They don't have as many careful thoughts as the players. If they are kept, at least the dungeon process can be kept normal.

There are still seven people alive on the second floor, six npcs, and one surviving player.

The reason why he found out that it was a player was because when he violently opened the door, he saw that player was hugging the quilt with his head sunk in the quilt, looking like a tortoise.

Npcs are sleeping very hard, only players can't sleep in the middle of the night because of the impact of san value.

He approached, ready to send out an invitation to the tower, and count the number of people, but suddenly heard this ostrich-like player muttering to himself:
"Let me go, let me go... let me go... I'm tired, I'm so scared, I can't escape, really, don't come near me..."

"I extend an invitation to you." Su Mingan said.

"Let me go... don't come here... don't, I don't want to play this game... I want to go home, mom, mom... Where are you mom... Mom, why are you not selected... Mom, I really miss you……"

The player didn't notice Su Mingan who broke in at all, and didn't even respond to his voice.

The player's head sank into the quilt, arching his back, like a boiled shrimp.

In his words, haste, despair, and all kinds of negative emotions seem to be accumulated in him, and the sense of despair is extremely obvious.

[(The Tower Invitation) has been established. 】

As long as the other party does not explicitly answer the rejection, the invitation will be established.

Su Mingan stretched out his hand and forcibly pulled the man up from the quilt, and saw a face full of tears.

The player's eyes were bloodshot, and he kept repeating the words in his mouth. The voice, just listening to it, felt like it was polluted and irritated.

"No, don't...I don't want to continue, I want to go back...Mom, where are you..."

Even when his hair was pulled up, he still looked dull and lifeless, repeating broken sentences without even the intention of struggling, like a marionette that lost its soul.

... This player has been driven crazy.

In this night, by this copy of despair.

"Go back." Su Mingan said, "I'll take you back. After you go back, remember to receive psychological treatment in time,"

The young player who had never reacted to the outside world turned his head and stared straight at him with a pair of dull eyes.

In the bloodshot eyes of the young man, at this moment, tears gradually appeared, and the tears blurred the fundus of his eyes, mixed with dripping water.

"mom, Mom, Mom……?"

The young man spoke slightly, his eyes full of childlike ignorance.

Su Mingan was stunned.

The next moment, the young man broke free from his hand in an instant, rushed forward, stretched out his hands, and hugged him tightly for a moment.

The opponent's strength was enormous, like a lost child finding support in an instant, like a fledgling returning to its nest.

Su Mingan became vigilant instantly, and immediately held down the opponent's head, trying to activate the annihilation, but heard the young man's very soft, feather-like, choked-up words:
"Mom...Mom, you finally came to me. I'm so scared, I'm so desperate...Mom, are human beings going to be destroyed? I don't want to go back, I can't go back, I still want...to earn points for human beings... ..."

Su Mingan's hands trembled.

"You've gone mad, go back," he said.

"No, no... Uncle Chen told me that the future depends on our group of people. I, I still have the strength, I can still end, I still... I can still live... Even if it is difficult, no matter how painful, I also want……"

The young man screamed in pain, like a dehydrated fish caught in a net.

Just by looking and listening, one can see that the overwhelmed body is shaking with the mourning that belongs to the soul.

Su Mingan's fingers gently pressed against his temple.

"Mom...Mom, won't you go back with me? I, I miss you so much..." The young man whimpered and shrugged his shoulders.

"I won't go back." Su Mingan said: "It doesn't matter if you fail once, go and rest. After adjustment, you still have a chance to come back."

With his fingertips, Annihilation started.

The voice of the young man who was sobbing gradually faded away.

His hug with great strength gradually lost its support.

Su Mingan let go of his hand, and the young man fell down on the white bed.

The young man's eyelids closed slowly, and he sank into the quilt, as if he had fallen asleep.

……

[Current number of invitations: 2 people]

(End of this chapter)