Tyrannosaurus Rex and Xiaojiaohua [The End Times]

run!

Run!

Qiao Muqi mobilized all his strength on his two legs and ran desperately.

Another ten meters is the automatic elevator!

Qiao Muqi gritted his teeth and took a big stride, stopping suddenly two meters away.

Inertia made him almost roll over.Instinctively, he bent down to maintain his balance, ran and crawled into the cocoon-shaped elevator.

"Hello, may I ask-"

"Floor 25! Quick!"

Qiao Muxi hurriedly interrupted the sweet female voice.

"Welcome to CCTV." The voice read the formulaic lines unhurriedly, "Target: Floor 25, please wait a moment."

At the same time, Qiao Muxi stared wide-eyed at the glass elevator doors closing slowly like a turtle crawling.

"Hurry up!! Please hurry up, ancestor!"

Qiao Muqi was so tense that his left leg tended to twitch.

When the elevator doors finally closed tightly, Qiao Muxi sat on the ground as if he had lost his strength, panting heavily.

In the next second, the elevator ascended rapidly and steadily.

Qiao Muqi looked down and caught three men wearing dirty and torn baseball jackets.The other was a woman, petite, with light pink hair, wearing a tight tank top and shorts, showing white thighs.

There's blood on her legs!

Qiao Muqi recalled the crooked security robot in the corridor, and his breath became stagnant.

Robots don't have blood, even if they're chopped into a thousand pieces, that's obvious.

Qiao Muqi's brain started to work slowly after being re-stimulated: Then the only possibility is that they killed people in all likelihood? !

If he slowed down a little by five or ten seconds, would he also—

That's the Destroyer Clown!

A notorious large-scale criminal organization with brutal killing methods!

——Obviously just participating in a well-known live quiz variety show.Not only was she unlucky enough to meet her ex-boyfriend who broke up for two years, but she also ran into a terrifying clown with supernatural powers?

Qiao Muqi almost wanted to hug his head and cry, and the courage that erupted because of the critical moment of life and death dissipated in the air.

Fear and joy belatedly climbed up from the toenails.The left leg seemed to be unresponsive, and it was only then that it twitched uncontrollably.

"The 25th floor has arrived."

When the elevator opened with a ding sound, Qiao Muxi's confused mind had just come to a conclusion: the director must be notified immediately to stop the live broadcast, and the crowd should be evacuated.

He looked up and saw a man standing at the elevator door.

It's Shen Dechuan.

The ex-boyfriend who broke up for two years, and Shen Dechuan, the mysterious guest of this show.

The tall and tall Shen Dechuan just stood here, and the strong sense of oppression all over his body could easily overwhelm people, as if he could block all the bright and warm things by himself.

Qiao Muxi was still out of breath, and was a little confused for a moment, where did he get the guts to associate with such a fierce and superhuman being.

what's wrong with you?

He saw Shen Dechuan's eyes asking this question.

I TM met the Clown of Doom!four!Everyone with hammers and knives chased me down!If it weren't for my cleverness and quick reaction, I might have been cut into seven or eight pieces and bleeding like a river by now!

Qiao Muqi imagined answering in a confident and fierce tone.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, he subconsciously looked down under Shen Dechuan's sharp eyes, and answered Ai Ai like a dingy little mouse, "I, I met the Clown of Destruction on the sixth floor just now..."

For a moment, it may not necessarily be that Shen Dechuan is more terrifying than the Destroyer Clown.

Shen Dechuan looked at him condescendingly, his two thick eyebrows gradually frowned, and squeezed out a small word "Chuan".

"I, I have to go and talk to the on-site director." Qiao Muxi hurriedly grabbed the pole to support himself and stood up, hopping on one foot and brushing past Shen Dechuan.

The person behind suddenly grabbed his elbow.

Qiao Shuxi's heart skipped a beat.

When Shen Dechuan's rough and gentle palm was pressed against the skin of his arm, he felt a long-lost tremor, as if he was in a terrible situation where he was firmly controlled and had nowhere to escape.

"This show can no longer be broadcast live. If the clown comes to the 25th floor, it will be dangerous..."

Obviously, the matter was of great importance and there was no delay, but as soon as Shen Dechuan got close, not only did the sense of crisis and fear disappear, but he didn't even dare to break free. Qiao Muqi could only turn his head and explain in a low voice.

Shen Dechuan still stared at him intently, then suddenly stretched out a finger to wipe the corner of his eyes, put his hands in his pockets, and said lazily: "You cried in fright."

"No."

Qiao Muxi retorted, smeared his face and ran towards the on-site director.

It just so happened that the director also turned to look at him, and waved to him with a smile, "Little Qiao, how about going to the bathroom—"

"Director! Stop the live broadcast now!" Once she was far away from Shen Dechuan, the urgency once again occupied the entire Qiao Muqi.

"What nonsense are you talking about—"

"I met the Clown of Destruction!"

The director looked strange, "What nonsense are you talking about, kid? This is a different city, how could there be clowns?"

"Really, I really saw it!" Qiao Muxi was full of anxiety.

The director patted him on the shoulder lukewarmly, and sighed, "I think you are too tired to look at your eyes, aren't you? The sixth floor seems to be preparing props for a horror show. Maybe you read it wrong. Okay. , the show is about to start live. Finish recording the show early, and you can take a good rest when you go back."

After finishing speaking, the director gave Qiao Muqi a look, and walked away in all directions. Several staff pushed and pulled Qiao Muqi to the seat and sat down.

"But I really saw a clown!"

Qiao Muxi did not give up trying to emphasize reliability and importance, but no one around him paid attention to his words.

"Little Qiao! If you continue to scare me like this, I will disqualify you from the competition! The live broadcast will start soon, and there are still hundreds of viewers waiting here!" The director even turned black with anger.

Why don't you believe it?

Mu Qi subconsciously gnawed on his fingernails, drawing a glance from Shen Dechuan beside him, and then put down his hands embarrassingly.

In the past, Shen Dechuan couldn't see his bad habit of biting his nails when he was irritable, and taught him a lesson every time he saw him, so Qiao Muqi still didn't dare to bite his fingers in front of Shen Dechuan in a fair manner after two years of separation.

--How to do?

Qiao Muxi was upset.

More than 2012 years have passed since the end of the world in 500. Contemporary society is divided into six regions, ABCDEF, and it is difficult to cross between hierarchical regions.

Yidu belongs to the center of Area A.

The Clown of Destruction is a large-scale criminal organization born in the EF area.

Qiao Muqi asked himself, if someone inexplicably told him that the Clown of Destruction appeared in Yidu, he would not believe it.

——The Destroyer Squad is usually dispatched in groups, how many clowns are in the center of this TV station?

——How many superpowers can resist the clown in the TV station?After all, supernatural beings are still very few.

The more I think about it, the more uneasy I become.

But he can't speak here.

Whether it's the director or Shen Dechuan, they either don't believe him at all, or they don't care.It almost made him think that maybe he overestimated the clown, or underestimated the fighting power of the program group, so he was nervous for nothing.

——Are you really wrong?

——But I was indeed pursued by the Clown of Destruction, and I almost lost my life?

Qiao Muxi was anxious, and didn't have the courage to stand on his hips and shout, "The destruction team is here and you're live broadcasting a fart, you naive bastards", so he could only secretly let the optical brain notify the Security Bureau.

Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just in case.

He comforted himself sullenly: maybe he was just nervous and misread it accidentally.In addition, even if there really was an invasion by the Clown of Destruction, at least there was Shen Dechuan on this floor.

And Shen Dechuan is the symbol of invincibility.

Thinking of this, Qiao Muqi carefully moved his buttocks to Shen Dechuan's side.

Just a little bit.

In 5 minutes, this world-famous ancient art quiz show will reconnect to the live broadcast, and everyone is in a state of preparation.

——I hope this is not the last time in my life to participate in a program.

——This time, No.1 of the program can have 50 stars, which is enough to pay the down payment for a small apartment for one person. It would be great if the appearance of the clown was just a dream. He was still confident of winning No.1.

Qiao Muqi had a downcast face, absent-minded.

"Huh? Where's Liu Qin?"

The director asked: "Where is Liu Qin?"

Liu Qin is one of the ten challengers, a hot female anchor on the Internet, not only has a sweet appearance and a soft voice, but also has a good way of explaining holographic group fighting games.

"She just said to go to the toilet." Someone replied.

bathroom!

This word aroused Qiao Muqi's fear again.

"Which floor is she in the bathroom?" He asked in a tense voice.

Because the bathroom on the 25th floor was being repaired and the structure of the rest of the floors was complicated, Qiao Muqi chose the sixth floor.Just go straight to the end and turn right to the toilet, simple and clear.

But it was also there that when Qiao Muqi heard the chaotic sound, he subconsciously huddled in the cubicle like a little hedgehog and remained motionless for 10 minutes.

When he walked out in fear, he found the wreckage of five or six security robots, and was chased by four destruction clowns.

"It seems to be going to the sixth floor."

This answer gave Qiao Mu Xiteng a bad feeling.