dramatic death

Thanks for the reflex nerves that were exercised on the road escape.

Dong Tiantian regained his consciousness at the moment when the fire ax hit the door frame, and he hurriedly retreated while clutching his only self-defense weapon. He didn't dare to make too much movement, for fear of staggering and tripping on the steps.

The stairwell is not very big, and he can walk back and forth in three or five steps. The old friend who was spying on him at the door seemed much calmer. Cheng Mingque—or the NPC Cheng Mingque had a fire ax on his face. The blood mark drawn out was standing in the corridor outside the stairwell, looking at his "prey" expressionlessly.

It wiped the blood oozing from its face, and stuffed its thumb between its lips and teeth. When it licked the blood, it seemed that its thinking paused, so that its teeth bit off half of its index finger.

—and the remaining half hung crumpled on his palm like a dried-out sausage.

Dong Tiantian couldn't help shivering, and tightened his hand holding the fire axe.

When he met Yang Xu in the last round of hide-and-seek, he vaguely guessed Cheng Mingque's current state.Chen Yan's words are correct, the friends in this dungeon are not their former friends at all.These monsters tend to be more purely NPC, and may adjust the level in the worst state of the player's "impression".

That is to say, as long as Dong Tiantian is still in this game, Yang Xu and Cheng Mingque will maintain the worst state before death.

No, no, the last person Cheng Mingque saw before his death should be Chen Yan.Calculated according to the time, this Cheng Mingque's combat effectiveness is probably higher than what Dong Tiantian knew.

How high can it be?

Dong Tiantian gripped the fire ax tightly and tried his best to adjust his breathing.

When they sent Cheng Mingque to the school hospital, he was just a zombie who occasionally "cooked extra meals". Under normal conditions, he could basically maintain his sanity as a human being and would not actively attack ordinary people.But Cheng Mingque, standing in front of him now, is obviously a good hunter, with soft limbs and flexible movements. He can "hear the sound" just by Dong Tiantian's small movement. Even new flesh has grown in between.

He became more dangerous, as if he had been well-fed.

—but who would do that?

Dong Tiantian gritted his back molars and spat in his heart.

——Damn it, Chen Yan is a bastard.

The only reason he had left was enough for him to figure out in a blink of an eye that they were probably cheated by Chen Yan, but why Dr. Chen did this and what he wanted to do were still unsolvable puzzles for the time being.

Dong Tiantian could feel that his back heel had already hit the first step of the stairs, and if he continued in a stalemate, there might be no good results.He had to find a way to strike first, after all, this "Cheng Mingque" in front of him had just gnawed off two little girls in the corridor, and he was at his best physical strength.

Hard work is unbeatable.

Dong Tiantian gripped the fire ax tightly and rushed forward with his toes.However, Cheng Mingque in the corridor didn't seem to have the intention of confronting him, it even took a step back, allowing Dong Tiantian's axe to swing empty.

With a face so pale that it lacked blood, it read softly: "Chen, Yan."

What is he trying to say?

Dong Tiantian watched it turn his head to look at the steps behind him, and slowly made a thoughtful movement, the pale eyelids were like dried cicada sloughs, closing and opening as if blinking.

It already looks somewhat human.Dong Tiantian thought, what kind of evolution does this kind of zombie rely on, the amount of "food"?

Cheng Mingque read it again softly: "Chen, Yan."

It moved.

It seemed to understand something, suddenly lowered its body and pounced towards Dong Tiantian.The expression on his face didn't change at all, as if the brain's nerves weren't strong enough to support its emotional response.

However, it is fast and has the posture of a very aggressive feline.Dong Tiantian could even hear a muffled noise as its arms passed the door frame, but it only had time to dodge to the side, and there was no time to resist.

He heard a scream when the flesh hit the fire axe, and saw the axe blade sink into half of Cheng Mingque's arm.Dirty and sticky blood splashed on his face along the open wound, but Cheng Mingque seemed to feel no pain, leaned forward holding his wrist, and instantly came close to his eyes.

From a very close distance, Dong Tiantian seemed to see a pair of pitch-black prosthetic eyes.

——Unbeatable.

He heard a voice whispering in his heart.

——I can't beat it, this is not a domestic cat, this is clearly a vicious dog that was bred.

Dong Tiantian could feel his back hit the sharp-edged steps, and his spine seemed to be broken in two in an instant.The stench of blood in the stairwell was mixed with the cold winter wind, and he felt as if he had been locked in a freezer, or pushed into some cold and damp morgue.

It was not the first time he had been thrown on the floor, nor was it the first time he had faced the danger of leaving a gap in the main artery.It's just that he was lucky last time, in that road escape - when he was crushed by Yang Xu in the rear compartment of the suspension car, someone rescued him.

Someone raised a gun and shot through the monster's head.

Just like this moment.

Dong Tiantian saw that Cheng Mingque's head was punched with a bloody hole, and the shell of the bullet rubbed against his shoulder and fell on the steps, with a little residual blood, making a "jingling" sound.

He saw Yin Tong was holding a gun, panting against the white wall across the corridor.

……

[Yin Tong]: This gun belongs to An Qi.

When Dong Tiantian chopped off Cheng Mingque's head with a fire ax, Yin Tong was rubbing his wrist against the classroom door next to him. He claimed that he wanted to put a bullet in Cheng Mingque's stomach at first, but he didn't know why The barrel of the gun has its own way of thinking, and it abruptly turned to a rather tricky position.

Dong Tiantian thought to himself, then I have to thank God, your bullet position is really coquettish, if my luck value is lower, I would probably be lying on the ground by now.

[Yintong]: ...In short, the result is good.

While chopping up Cheng Mingque's corpse, Dong Tiantian watched Yintong write in the team chat room.Now there are only the two of them in the chat room, Chen Yan, Xia Zexing, and An Qi seem to have turned off the light screen, and one or two are so quiet that they don't even have a fuss.

He opened his mouth reflexively and wanted to reply, but fortunately, the second before the voice rolled out of the tip of his tongue, he remembered the rules of the game belatedly, he forced the words back into his throat, and raised his hand to write in the dialog box.

[Dong Tiantian]: If the result is not good, you will have 1V1 with Cheng Mingque now.

[Yintong]: I can't beat it. Once the little sparrow turns around, I might be about to splatter blood three feet.

While writing, Yin Tong made a movement of losing his head on his neck, and turned his eyes up in conjunction with it, as if he was playing a trick to adjust the atmosphere and save Dong Tiantian's trembling legs.However, Dong Tiantian didn't eat this set, and he couldn't smile very much wearing blood-splattered clothes. His eyes never left his trembling hands, and the sighs in his heart were layered like an Oxford dictionary.

——When will this broken game end?

He felt that his entire life would be exhausted in this bad game.

At this time, no matter how dull Dong Tiantian was, he more or less realized the problem. He could only believe half of what Chen Yan said in the dormitory building. This person was using them, and everything he did was for himself. interests and perspectives.

He deliberately emphasized the difficulty of the last dungeon, intending to create the assumption that "Yin Tong will definitely die if he enters the dungeon alone", forcing them to form a team to enter the dungeon together, but he never said that the NPC's force value will follow the player's "Impression" rises with the tide.

He fed a zombie that is quite close to human, and accompanied the school to the end. According to the hidden game rules of this dungeon, he, the "person who knows the most", is the main reason for the increasing difficulty. .If Dong Tiantian's current analysis is basically reasonable, then letting Yin Tong enter this dungeon alone, maybe the possibility of surviving is the greatest.

——Because Yin Tong didn't remember anything.

Dong Tiantian thought.

——Maybe when he enters the game, they are the only NPCs he can see, and they are all just the combat power of ordinary people. Maybe some people will turn against each other.

However, it was useless to say anything at this point, Dong Tiantian wiped the blood on his arm casually, looked around the blood-stained corridor, and wrote on the light screen beside him.

[Dong Tiantian]... How many bullets are left?

He is not stupid, so naturally he would not ask such mentally retarded questions as "Why did An Qi give you the gun only now".Whether it was three years ago or three years later, Mr. An has always had his own way of thinking when speaking and doing things. He will not put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately, unless the "butcher's knife" is already short of weight.

This gun was most likely brought out by him from the first teaching copy, and like Chen Yan's electric baton, it was probably a consumable.

Yin Tong shook his head, pursed his mouth and made a miserable 2.

[Yin Tong]: Not much left, only

His speech came to an abrupt end.

Dong Tiantian didn't know what happened to him, he could only see that the blood on his face faded little by little, and finally turned into a frightening bluish white.He seemed to have heard something, but also seemed to have seen something, Dong Tiantian watched as he suddenly started tugging on the classroom doors behind him, pulling on the other if one was not open, until he staggered into the empty classroom.

This classroom is located directly below their classroom, and it is usually filled with junior students.Dong Tiantian followed him into the classroom, and was about to grab Yin Tong to ask the reason, but saw something dirty and weird silhouetted on the row of windows facing the classroom.

That's a person.

It was a boy with a frightened face who fell from upstairs.

Dong Tiantian staggered and took half a step back, bumping into the table and chair behind him with a shrill scream.

——That's Xia Zexing.