dramatic death

Yin Tong closed the pen cap, and An Qi looked at each other.

Cheng Mingque was still telling the story. He had already mentioned that the rabbit would turn off the light at the door of a dormitory every time it took a step. The uncle felt that something was wrong, so he closed the door of the dormitory quietly before the rabbit walked over.

"He heard a sobbing sound coming from outside his door, as if a child was humming something softly. There was a dull sound of footsteps outside the door that was only half a step away from him, getting closer and closer closer."

"And then it stopped abruptly."

"There's no sound at all," Cheng Mingque narrated in a low voice, "It's so quiet outside the door, it's like the rabbit and the roommate disappeared out of thin air."

"He wanted to open the door, but the moment he put his hand on the doorknob, a biting coldness crawled up his fingertips."

"He froze all over, and his eyes were firmly glued to the door panel. He had a strong premonition that there was someone outside the door, looking up in his direction."

"Then the door opened?" Dong Tiantian asked.

"No, then the rabbit put down the 'good friend' and left," Cheng Mingque recalled, "he probably put down the 'good friend' and left, because later the uncle heard someone shouting in the corridor:' What are you doing standing at the door?'”

It was 6:40, after the first screams.

The early player didn't realize that the danger was coming, he just stood at the door with a toothbrush in his mouth, and sent greetings to his "companions" who were also staying in the corridor.

"Morning, what are you doing standing at the door? Was kicked out by your roommate?"

There was no answer, and only a vague figure could be seen in the dark corridor. It stood silently outside the closed door with its head drooping, like a puppet whose strings were cut, and slowly turned its head with the sound.

The player realizes that it is looking at him.

"What the hell."

He muttered under his breath, reaching for the switch on the wall.After the crisp "click", the dim yellow halo of the lighting poured down, illuminating the ground and at the same time illuminating the dark shadow at the opposite door.

It uses a posture that ordinary people can never achieve, tilting its head, shaking and opening its mouth.

Then in an instant, it rushed in front of the players.

"Uncle was brought back to his soul by a scream outside the door."

"The little 'good friend' was originally his roommate, but when he jumped off the building, he suddenly mutated, and after throwing himself to the point where he couldn't tell the difference between humans and animals, even the recipes showed a lot of deviation. My own children, if they get into trouble, they must clean up What a mess, the uncle said that he opened the door and beat the little bastard, chased it and ran across several dormitories, and then met us."

Cheng Mingque pointed at him and Chen Yan.

"Afterwards, there is nothing to say. The three of me, Brother Chen, and the uncle carefully studied the internal structure of the zombies with the 'good friends' and 'big brothers', and packed up a few more lying on the ground. Good comrades who have been brutally persecuted have come up to you."

He pointed to the black card on the table, and grinned with eight white teeth: "I think there are so many words written on it, Boss Yin must be very interested in you, so I just took it."

Yintong is really interested.

He was not only interested in the content on the black card, but also in what Cheng Mingque had said.He said that he got up after hearing screams in the morning, and the moment he opened the door, he ran into a scene of zombies eating people. Chen Yan went up and took out one with an electric baton, without any help from anyone.

His statement coincided with An Qi's.

As soon as little friend An returned to the dormitory, he explained his murder process, claiming that he smashed the fire hydrant box on the other side of the corridor when he felt in danger, because Xia Zexing attracted all the attention of the zombies at that time, so he killed the "little painter" The difficulty is not great.

Then it is strange, what happened to the corpse in this corridor?

Cheng Mingque and Chen Yan brought a total of 19 black cards, plus the 8 cards belonging to the fourth floor in their hands, which means that in just half an hour in the morning, a total of 27 people went offline.

These 27 people may come from all walks of life, including doctors, policemen, teachers, and homeless people. It is impossible for them to have the same force value, and it is impossible for them to lose all their combat power the moment they encounter a zombie.Even if more than half of these 29 people are equipped with Xia Zexing's five war scum, then five Xia Zexing will not be unable to kill a "little painter".

Even if you are bitten, it is impossible to GG immediately. With such a high number of offline users, there must be something wrong with it.

Either there are some rules in the game that they haven't discovered, or some players have been "paddling" from the very beginning.

Yin Tong picked up the cards in his hand, and shuffled the cards by overlapping the two. Then, as if he remembered something, he slapped An Qi's thigh suddenly, and met the panicked eyes of the young man.

"Come and clear the place, let's move the bed first."

……

When Xia Zexing pushed open the door of the opposite dormitory, the small double dormitory had completely changed its appearance.The single bed that was facing the entrance disappeared, and the desk of "Survival in the Crack" also evaporated out of thin air. Cheng Mingque was jumping up and down to paste things on the wall, and he had to turn around and ask each time he posted: "Boss, right?"

Yin Tong flipped through the things in the notebook, and replied without raising his head: "Yes, yes, yes."

Everyone present is still the match from last night, An Qi sat on the edge of the bed, Chen Yan sat on the chair, Dong Tiantian didn't know where he went, probably the place on the table was reserved for him again.

The aggressive interrogation a few hours ago seemed to be still vivid in his memory. Xia Zexing was so shocked by the familiar face that he was desperately wiping his sweat on his pants, and felt his breathing soared a few degrees.He didn't dare to go in at all, for fear of accidentally stepping on the words of some big boss.On the contrary, when Dong Tiantian came out of the toilet, he saw his cowardly look, raised his eyebrows, and attached a huge white eye.

"What are you doing in a daze? You, Mr. Yin, have no shortage of door gods."

He spoke confidently, as if he had selectively forgotten himself a few minutes ago, and he didn't remember how wronged he was when he was kicked out because of the word "move the bed".However, Xia Zexing didn't know these antecedents. He was so embarrassed after Dong Tiantian said a few words that he wanted to retreat to the room. However, the intimate contact with the zombies early in the morning was so disgusting that his stomach twitched now. worth mentioning.

He hesitated for a while, then tiptoedly followed Dong Tiantian inside.In the end, after walking two steps, he was stopped again. Dong Tiantian stared at him in silence for a long while, his brows frowned, and his entire face was filled with disgust.

"Take it out."

"Hand...hand?"

Xia Zexing shrank back reflexively, but when he shrank halfway, he was dragged back by Dong Tiantian's elbow.He was holding a long-handled fire ax in his sweaty right hand. The red-headed and brown-handled imitation wood design made him fall forward.

"Can you be a little promising..." Dong Tiantian let go of his hand and rolled his eyes again, "Put it outside, it's okay to carry this disgusting Bara thing around."

"Don't, don't," Xia Zexing reflexively refused, and when Dong Tiantian raised his eyebrows, he explained aggrievedly, "After opening the door, just in case someone takes it away."

Dong Tiantian felt that his eyeballs were about to roll out.

While trying his best to persuade himself not to kick this unlucky boy out, he thought that if it was all about acting, Xia Zexing himself might be an actor.However, he couldn't complain, he had to pretend to be approachable, gentle and considerate. He looked into Xia Zexing's eyes and tried his best to suppress the corners of his twitching mouth, and said in a low voice, "Then, just, go, let it go."

"Yes!"

Comrade Xia Zexing, who was 1.8 meters tall, tensed his back and trotted all the way, dragging his heavy fire axe.

After wasting so many minutes, Dong Tiantian completely lost his seat on the chair when he went back.Brothers Cheng Mingque and Chen Yan occupied the only two chairs in the dormitory, one on the left and the other on the right. Chen Yan even patted the table surface and signaled, "This is the upper class seat reserved for you."

Dong Tiantian, who didn't deal with this person very much in the past, was completely aroused by the old hatred. He smiled back in anger, and sat on the highest seat in the dormitory with one hand on the table, biting his back molars and threw a middle finger.

Yin Tong closed the book in his hand, and cast him the furthest warning gaze from the diagonal of the room.

[Stop. 】

【cut. 】

Xia Zexing, who was always wandering outside the battle circle, came in with his hands tied, looked around for a week, and hid next to Dong Tiantian and sat cross-legged on the ground.He was holding on to his whitish jeans, his waist straightened like a primary school student on his first day of class.Yin Tong looked around for a week and wanted to laugh when he saw him, so he simply squeezed the stack of black cards and stuffed them into his hands, waving his hands in his terrified eyes.

"Go, little comrade, it's time for you to dedicate yourself to the people again."

Xia Zexing was almost scared to cry by this sentence.

Fortunately, one night + one morning training time had greatly tempered his guts, until the black card was issued, Xia Zexing could still sit back in his "seat" trembling.Yin Tong gave him a total of 27 cards, an average of 6 cards per person, and there were only 3 cards left in his hand, and he held them up like a novice who was drawing ghost cards for the first time.

Yin Tong looked at his trembling appearance and wanted to laugh. Acting is always just right when things come naturally. Excessive force usually backfires. Not only does it look fake, but it also makes people laugh.

At first, he always thought that Xia Zexing resembled someone, but later he realized that not only did he resemble, but he was exactly the same.

Christie once said that Hakoniwa Online is the GM's Hakoniwa, so how much authority does this GM have?

Can he steal the data of an offline player?Can you disguise your identity and play a role-playing game?

Yin Tong withdrew his gaze, and moved his gaze back to the wall.

There's no need to break him down.Yin Tong thought, wait a little longer, maybe you can see clearly what he wants to do.