Chapter 158: Your head will be blown off
The conductor’s hand suddenly retracted as if he was electrocuted.
Gu Mian: "..."
This movement naturally attracted the attention of the garrison team not far away. Several people standing against the wall looked over.
Gu Mian's hand was still raised in the air, but he didn't receive anything, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.
The uncle who was in front of Gu Mian was taking the dungeon ticket and preparing to enter the dungeon with a grimace. However, before he could enter, he heard a roar from the conductor. At this time, he was looking this way in confusion.
The people in line behind Gu Mian also stretched their necks, with confusion on their faces.
"You should give me your ticket." Gu Mian lowered his voice, like a villain discussing a treacherous plot in a dark corner.
The fat man was stunned for a moment when he saw the conductor, and then his whole head shook like a rattle.
"Then do you want to give me tickets to the event directly?" Gu Mian's voice became even lower at this time.
The conductor paused after hearing this, and then shook his head stubbornly.
Everyone is staring here.
They didn't understand why the conductor who looked happy just now suddenly changed his face and turned into a sad and sad look.
The person at the front seemed to be still talking to the conductor. Every time he said something, the conductor behind the window looked more sad.
Gu Mian discussed with the conductor: "Then give me a ticket to enter the difficult dungeon."
The person behind the window still shook his head stubbornly.
"Then just give me the event tickets."
He shook his head even more.
Gu Mian: "..."
He has also encountered conductors who were unwilling to issue tickets before, but every time Gu Mian would use a chainsaw to reason with them, and finally got his wish. Get a copy of the ticket.
However, there was still a group of people standing here with guns raised, and Gu Mian felt that this was not a good time to reason.
The conductor behind the window obviously also believed that there was an army here and Gu Mian did not dare to do anything, so his stance was particularly firm.
"Perhaps we should find another solution."
Gu Mian thought as he looked at the conductor in front of him: "Did you know that the army will leave after the event is over"
When he said this, he paused: "And I'm still here. If you don't give me a ticket, then I will..."
A minute later, Gu Mian walked out with three tickets for the Lantern Festival.
Others looked at Gu Mian with some surprise as he left directly. Several of them whispered to each other and looked at him with malicious eyes.
A young man at the end of the team even reached out and grabbed him.
Noting the young man's movements, the military team not far away stared here. They are here to maintain order, but now the young man's movements seem a bit dangerous.
"Don't...don't misunderstand..." Seeing that he had attracted the attention of the army, the young man quickly waved his hand and explained: "I don't mean anything else, I just want to ask...just ask..."< br>
He stammered in explanation while letting go of Gu Mian's hand.
The faces of several people in military uniforms not far away relaxed a little.
The young man swallowed, and then asked: "Brother, I think the conductor just gave you the event ticket directly, right?" The event ticket is bright red. , very conspicuous, completely different from the duplicate ticket, so it can be recognized at a glance.
When the conductor gave the ticket just now, he held it up high, for fear that others would not know that he was giving Gu Mian a ticket for an event.
Probably he was still very dissatisfied, so he went out of his way to create a wave of hatred for Gu Mian.
Gu Mian looked at the somewhat embarrassed young man in front of him: "Give it to me directly."
The young man seemed not to have expected that Gu Mian would admit it so readily. He was stunned for a while before reacting. Come over: "Then...why? Why did he give you the ticket directly?"
This young man has a big mole in the middle of his nose, and he looks a little happy.
Gu Mian smiled and showed her white teeth: "Come here and I will tell you in a low voice."
The young man leaned over hesitantly.
Five minutes later, the conductor received players one after another, but there was no smile on his face anymore.
He sighed slightly, and then realized that the next player had already arrived.
The conductor raised his head and looked at the players in front of him carefully. Now before he speaks, he always looks up to see who is in front of him.
He saw that this was just an ordinary young man, except that he had a funny black mole in the middle of his nose.
The conductor lowered his head again, and then said what he had said countless times:
"If you want to get the event ticket, you must clear a high-difficulty dungeon. I will open a high-difficulty dungeon for you first. Of..."
But before he finished speaking, he noticed the The person in front seemed to bend down.
Before he could react, he heard a low, trembling voice above his head: "If you...if you don't give me the ticket, I will take it." The bricks will fly off your head."
Happy days always pass very quickly.
After Gu Mian and the others finally got the event tickets, they returned to the rented hotel. They didn't plan to enter the dungeon these days and were just waiting for the event.
During this period, Fatty would unexpectedly pat Gu Mian every day.
But several people never saw that pale face again.
Tomorrow is the day when the event begins.
At this time, Fatty was sorting out his things: "Speaking of which, since this activity is carried out directly in reality, then if you die during the activity, is it really dead?"
If you die in the dungeon, you will lose attributes, equipment, and money. If you die in the event, you will really lose your life.
His face turned a little pale when he thought of this.
Gu Mian doesn’t care, since he will die no matter where he dies.
“This is the first large-scale event in the world, so it’s hard to say whether we will die or not.” Chu Changge pushed up his glasses: “But there is a high probability that he will die.”
After hearing this, the fat man It was very painful: "Is the injury really hurt? Now in this situation, being disabled is basically equivalent to death."
Chu Changge nodded: "And I guess there is a high probability of bloodshed in this event. I am talking about bloodshed between players. If there is no military suppression, the situation may be worse."
"We won't bleed too, right?" The fat man frowned.
“It’s hard to say,” Chu Changge said as he looked out the window: “But what is certain is that we have been targeted.”
There were several suspicious people outside the window. The figure is looking up at this side.
(End of this chapter)