Chapter 739 "Race of Life and Death"
"Han Fei? No! Isn't he live broadcasting?"
"It's really not him?"
"That look in my eyes I can never forget it! Is there a lunatic with such a similar temperament in the world?”
Standing in the center of several hatreds, a man wearing a beast-faced mask appeared in the depths of despair.
The moment he appeared, both the players watching outside the channel and the netizens watching the live broadcast took a deep breath.
Needless to say, the fear exuding from him seemed to penetrate the screen and penetrate directly into people's hearts.
“Is this guy still a human being? He doesn’t leave me any sense of being related to a human being.”
“Everyone is on alert! New players, stay back! Pay attention! I’ll repeat it again! Players who have not transferred to level 10 should stand back! "
"The target appears! It's time for them to fulfill their promise!"
Deep in the passage, Huang Ying's hand holding the knife was trembling slightly. Even if he knew the truth in advance, he still felt that the man in front of him was Han Fei.
Like, so similar.
From body shape to temperament, especially his eyes.
"What did he experience under the abyss? The ninety-nine scars on his body seem to have been dug out by himself, and there are also curses and resentments mixed in them that prevent the blood from solidifying."
< br>In the past, Huang Ying and Bai Xian were just ordinary friends. Because of Han Fei's existence, they cooperated with each other and did not understand each other deeply. But at this moment, Huang Ying discovered that Bai Xian was very unusual.
Everything the other party did could no longer be described as dedicated. He really tried his best to play this most difficult role well in order to clear Han Fei of suspicion.
“With so many scars and curses, it must be very painful, right?”
All the players outside the channel think the man with the animal mask is scary. Only Huang Ying and Han Fei in the world know about Bai Xian. The pain endured.
Those ninety-nine scars and curses are not something ordinary people can bear. In order to restore Han Fei's state at that time, Bai Xian forced his hatred to take action and turned himself into that state.
In order to let Bai Xian rest as soon as possible, Huang Ying immediately started the next step without wasting any time.
"Bai Xian showed up in advance because he was worried that he would lose control and hurt me. I can't live up to his kindness."
Turning around and running upwards, Huang Ying didn't hesitate at all.
The players outside the channel also understood Huang Ying very well. If he didn't run away from this battle, he would be out of his mind.
Hate followed closely, and Huang Ying's life hung on a thread. The drama finally reached the last scene. The climax of the script was a life and death chase.
Huang Ying and Bai Xian both knew that both sides had reached their limit and could not last much longer, so they were both trying to shorten the final time.
"Quick! Get ready to respond to Huang Ying!"
"Assemble! The first team attracts the attention of the ghosts! The second team is responsible for rescuing the injured in the passage. They should know the world on the other side of the passage! The third team clears the way for Huang Ying Road!"
"We are together!"
The players showed unprecedented enthusiasm. They picked up their flower pots, spatulas, lawn mowers and other tools to fight in Ligui. United together in front of us.
Huang Ying, who went into the abyss alone to save people, has unknowingly become the spiritual symbol of the players.
In a normal script, justice will always defeat evil, but this is not the case in a perfect life. Players will soon understand how terrifying the malice from the deep world is.
Hate is fundamentally different from ordinary ghosts. The moment they attack, even if they are extremely restrained, the living person they touch will wither like a large withered flower.
The curse stained with resentment spreads everywhere. Even if the players touch the stones that have been seen with hatred, their health points will begin to plummet. They have no chance to struggle and resist. In their view, this world Even if the average player level increases by ten levels, no one will be able to kill Hatred head-on.
The one-sided killing, the picture is too bloody and cruel, despair and negative emotions have infected more and more players.
Some people started to retreat, and some people have already fled. They are not afraid of dying in the game, but they are afraid of this extremely terrifying death process.
"Go! Don't look back!"
Huang Ying shouted under the abyss. He wanted to take Ah Chong and other players of the inevitable truth out of the passage, because those people are different from other players. They are in the deep world. If you stay for too long and die in the tunnel, your brain will likely be affected.
A long time ago, Huang Ying heard Han Fei say that death in the deep world may really mean death, so players must be brought to the passage on the other side of the shallow world no matter what.
The precious medicine he gave to those players before worked. Out of fear of the abyss, most of the players immediately crawled out of the passage after waking up, but there was one exception.
In the gap between the walls, Shen Luo rubbed his groggy head. This was the second time he had undergone personality plastic surgery, and some vague fragments would always appear in his mind.
He felt like he had had a long dream. After waking up, he forgot many things, but there were some lines on his arms that he had never seen before.
Colorful, like two torn butterfly wings.
“If dreams are all fake, then why are there such lines on my arms? There seems to be a discrepancy between my memory and my experience? Should I trust my brain or not? My intuition? "
Shen Luo felt that his own mind was deceiving him, which was a very uncomfortable feeling.
"The broken wings of a butterfly?" Some fragmented images vaguely remained in Shen Luo's mind. He had been protecting a crying child in a certain murder paradise, but in fact that child was the craziest. A murderer, one fifth of the people in the city are controlled by him.
The butterfly residue on his arm seemed to have been engraved on him by that child.
“That child seems to want me to find people who also have butterfly tattoos, and then join their team. The crushed butterfly wings seem to be some kind of certificate.”
Blood Orphanage The wild laughter inside once crushed the desperate butterfly to death, and the remaining wild laughter was not wasted, drawing a new butterfly in Shen Luo's heart.
As for the reason why he chose Shen Luo, Shen Luo himself couldn't figure it out: "How could I be so virtuous that I would be favored by that monster? What outstanding qualities in me have he recognized?"
While Shen Luo was still not quite clear-headed, Huang Ying had already left and returned, and behind him was hatred.
"Let's go!"
Huang Ying recognized Shen Luo at a glance, and frankly said that he didn't want to save Shen Luo. He had also heard about the other party's deeds, but in front of tens of thousands of players, he couldn't Destroy your newly established image.
Caught Shen Luo, Huang Ying inserted the injection into his body, and his speed soared again.
As a blood doctor, Huang Ying has many ways to stimulate the body. He even made some small modifications to his body.
“Let’s go!”
Shen Luo, who had not yet figured out the situation, was carried on Huang Ying's back. Strangely enough, just as Huang Ying and Shen Luo were fleeing, the night sky in the deep world on the other side of the passage was torn apart, and an ominous aura poured into the passage. among.
This aura is completely different from the hatred that appeared before. It is not directed at the players, but seems to be directed at Huang Ying and Shen Luo.
"What is hidden on you?" Huang Ying felt something was wrong. There seemed to be a will in the deep world preventing Shen Luo from leaving.
“I don’t know!” Shen Luo glanced at his arm: “Could it be because of this butterfly fragment tattoo? I don’t know how it appeared on my body, really!”< br>
The situation was urgent, and Huang Ying didn't care so much. He took out a broken butcher knife with his free hand: "Are you going to chop it yourself, or should I help you chop it?"
"Don't, don't, don't!" Shen Luo was frightened. Don't heroes always help others to the end? Why did this person want to cut off his hand just because of a guess! Fortunately, what he just said was not that he had many strange memory fragments in his mind.
During the conversation, the two of them were also running away quickly. They quickly fled to the 150-meter area.
Interfered by the will of the deep world, the passage changed again. Large pieces of rubble turned into deep black. The passage that was originally a dead thing now slowly squirmed, like the esophagus of some huge monster.
“Could this passage be an unspeakable corpse?”
Huang Ying dragged Shen Luo out desperately, and countless brave players came to rescue him. Bai Xian at the bottom is almost reaching its limit.
The blood was constantly flowing, his body was eroded by the curse, and boundless hatred surrounded him. It felt uncomfortable to stand with the ghosts.
There is a price to pay for choosing the dark night. Bai Xian finally knew the pain Han Fei endured on weekdays, but he could no longer stop.
You can shoot a movie countless times, but this time you have to do it once. Bai Xian also understood how Han Fei trained his acting skills. He couldn't make mistakes. Once he was caught looking at him, he would be killed.
When the life-and-death race in the passage was at its most intense, everyone’s attention was focused on the passage. But at this time, the big boss of the merchant alliance suddenly led the core team to retreat. Some NPCs coming from other areas began to appear.
Now, whether on the Internet or in the game, the focus of everyone's attention is Huang Ying in the channel. Everyone wants to see if the player at the top of the level list can escape and keep his priceless treasure. account.
However, unlike ordinary people watching the excitement, Han Fei, who was being broadcast live on the other side, discovered something unusual.
"Something's wrong...Why did the boss of the Merchant Alliance leave early? Did he receive any news?"
Han Fei, who has experienced in the deep world, is very keen. At the slightest sign of trouble, he will Can smell crisis.
"Deep Space Technology and Yongsheng Pharmaceutical have not taken any action. They seem to have other arrangements!"
Whether it is Han Fei who is broadcasting live on the entire network, or all the players in the channel at this time Huang Ying, all this seems to be the two major technology giants deliberately diverting public attention.
Build the plank road openly, but secretly visit the old warehouse?
The devil with an animal face mask appeared in the passage. Han Fei had already proved his innocence. He stood up and walked towards the door: "Where is the person? I want to go out!"
Huang Ying and Bai Xian are both his best friends and dead brothers, and he will never let them have problems because of him.
"Han Fei, it's better for you to stay here for a while. The situation is not clear enough now." The staff responsible for delivering food persuaded Han Fei through the door panel. Han Fei's response was also very direct. Kicked open the door.
“After you have framed me, you continue to illegally detain me? Do you really think I have no temper?”
Hearing the noise, the police officers in the next room were alerted and immediately came to join Han Fei.
"I have been very cooperative with your deep space technology and eternal life pharmaceuticals. Now countless people have seen that the person under the abyss is not me. What else do you want?" If Han Fei doesn't consider it, If you do something as a result, most people really can't stop it.
"Don't embarrass me." The staff member had a frown on his face. He was a little afraid of the angry Han Fei.
"Am I making things difficult for you?" Han Fei looked at the staff. He could tell at a glance that there was something fishy in the other person's expression and tone of voice. The senior leaders of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical seemed not to let him go.
"I don't want to be too disgraceful, but you seem to be used to trampling on the dignity of ordinary people." Han Fei's eyes changed, and he put one hand on the staff's shoulders: "Bring it on I’m going to see your leader.”
The horrifying sound reached his ears, and the staff member shuddered. He felt that his shoulder was not held by Han Fei's hand, but pressed by a chainsaw. As long as Han Fei wanted to, he could open it at any time. Chainsaw switch.
"Okay..." The staff member gave way to the passage stiffly and trotted to lead the way.
Han Fei and the policemen who accompanied him took the elevator to the door of an office on the fourth floor. At this time, a phone ring happened to be heard in the room.
The staff member seemed to ask for permission, at least knock on the door, but Han Fei had already opened the door and walked in.
The leader sitting at the desk obviously did not expect Han Fei to come in. He happened to answer the office communication call, and a young man appeared on the virtual projection screen. The other party said: "Han Fei He has left the live broadcast room. You can’t let him go yet. He seems to have something left behind by my grandfather. You can find a way to hold him back.”
The virtual screen was projected in front of the desk, and the leader and Han Fei, who had just walked in, all heard what the young man said.
"You have stolen the goods and you still want to imprison me?" Han Fei walked towards the desk. The young man on the screen had previously communicated with the police at the police station and was responsible for handling the channel crisis. The person is him.
Knowing that Han Fei heard what he said, the young man did not panic at all. He smiled politely at Han Fei: "We just want to know more about you so that we can follow up with you. A series of cooperation.”
“My face changed quite quickly.”
"Of course you are the best in terms of acting skills." The young man said with a hypocritical smile: "I heard that you and Du Jing met in the paradise. I am very curious about how you met my grandfather's friends. , if you want to talk, you can come to me on the eleventh floor.”
"You're still too young." Even in the deep world, few ghosts dare to tell Han Fei their address.
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The 100-meter race, the "crown jewel" of the Olympic Games, combines speed, power and beauty. It has always been extremely clear The earth carries the eternal pursuit of human beings to transcend themselves and break through their limits.
Now, Rousseau will wear this crown.
Let us go together to that passionate Olympic era~
The author Hai has written The Soul Painter, which is also a slow and good suspense novel.
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