Chapter 186 Red Maple Leaf Boarding School (31) "Drink more hot water"
Red Maple Leaf Boarding School, in the corridor on the third floor.
Zhou Datong held Jiang Junjue, put a white blade in front of his neck, tried his best to make a fierce look, and glared at the players around him: "You let Brother Chen go, or I will kill him!"
< br>At this moment, all the players around were more or less defeated. The most miserable one had his right leg cut off at the root and was lying on the ground twitching, moaning in pain.
Two steps away from Zhou Datong, two members of the Tingfeng Guild tightly held Chen Lidong's arms and pressed him to the ground, forming a confrontation.
On the afternoon of June 2, after searching the entire school without finding any trace of Qiss, Chen Lidong realized that there was a high probability that he would not be able to complete the side mission of "Catch 47" assigned by Ms. Medina.
He made a decisive decision to collect the materials for dispensing the medicine as soon as possible and complete the main task.
As long as he clears the dungeon within the time limit for punishment, he still has a glimmer of hope.
Afterwards, Chen Lidong and Zhou Datong attacked a lone player, drove him into the bathroom, killed him, and obtained a portion of soil.
The two quietly took some yellow flowers and yellow butterflies from several corpses that had been dead for a long time, and picked the poisonous mushrooms on Philide's back, and prepared two solutions. Materials needed for medicine.
Everything seemed to be going well. Chen Lidong thought simply. Since Jiang Junjue didn't want to do the dirty work, he should do it. He first tested the medicine on himself, then killed the person and mixed the medicine. He was not afraid that Jiang Junjue would take Qiao again like his mother-in-law.
During the process, Jiang Junjue's unconscious and acquiescent attitude also provided him with a kind of encouragement, and the two seemed to have a tacit understanding in some respects.
On the morning of June 3, a fire broke out in the small room on the second floor where the information was stored, burning all the furs with records.
In the chaos, what Chen Lidong didn't expect was that Jiang Junjue would attack without warning.
"Chen Lidong, I suspect that you are a massacre player and belong to the Silas Guild." After Jiang Junjue pointed out the fact that he killed people, he made a judgment in a deep voice, "In order to complete the main mission, you will not hesitate to kill anyone. . It’s just one person now, are you going to kill us all next?”
As soon as these words came out, it was like throwing a cup as a sign. Some of the other players retreated away, while others took out their weapons and approached Chen Lidong and Zhou Datong.
Chen Lidong understood and sneered: "Okay!"
Before anyone could react, he drew out his white blade and stabbed the player closest to him in the abdomen.
The player subconsciously dodged, and the force of the knife continued unabated. It landed on the base of his leg, like cutting tofu vertically, cutting off the entire thigh.
Blood spattered on the faces of the nearest people, and wailing sounds suddenly rushed to the ceiling. Chen Lidong drew his knife, twisted his wrist, and slashed the neck of another player.
The player hurriedly ducked down and hit the bridge of his nose with the blade, almost slicing off half of his face.
The knife is a good knife, and people have practiced it. Chen Lidong raised his knife and stabbed him quickly and accurately, with the knife pointing towards the vital part.
At this moment, everyone came to their senses, each picked up the guy to protect the key, and greeted Chen Lidong and Zhou Datong.
Someone stepped on the stomach of the player who fell first, and the two fell into a ball. They were kicked several times in the chaos, and they let out several miserable screams.
No one can care about them. Chen Lidong waved his white blade and held his backpack in front of him to block. However, he still received several blows on his arm, and meat foam flew into his eyes, immediately turning the corners of his eyes red.
Although Tingfeng's people are thin and have no martial arts foundation, they are better at having a rich reserve of props. All kinds of strange and weird moves appeared in endlessly, and they were thrown at Chen Lidong randomly, and he quickly gained the upper hand.
On the other side, two white-collar-looking young men surrounded Zhou Datong, probably trying to pick on the weak. However, the situation at Chen Lidong's side was completely different. They lacked exercise on weekdays, and when they met Zhou Datong, who was used to doing manual labor, they couldn't get enough of it for even half a day.
Zhou Datong had no weapon in his hand, so he could only punch him with a fist as big as a bowl. He was confused by the unexpected situation, but he also knew that he could not lose this battle.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Jiang Junjue, who was watching in the distance. He had an idea. While dealing with the two people in front of him, he pushed the battle circle towards that place. Soon he was only two steps away from Jiang Junjue. remote.
Now! Zhou Datong knocked one person away with his left shoulder, picked up the other person's collar with his right hand, and threw it at Jiang Junjue. When the latter ducked to avoid it, he pounced on him.
The situation changed in an instant. Chen Lidong saw the opportunity and threw the white blade in his hand towards Zhou Datong. The next second, he was held by two Tingfeng members, one on the left and one on the right.
Zhou Datong took the blade, flipped his wrist and put it on Jiang Junjue's neck, looking around at everyone: "You let Brother Chen go, or I will kill him!"
The players who were red-eyed at the killing. They had to stop their movements, their eyes were focused on his face for a while.
In the silence, Jiang Junjue smiled and asked feebly: "Is it worth it?"
"He used you like that, and you still worked for him, even at the expense of offending our Tingfeng Guild... You But you know, with the strength of the two of you, you have exposed your identity as a massacre player. Even if you leave this dungeon, you are destined to not live long..."
"Fuck you!" Chen Lidong spat out blood and sneered coldly, "Whether we live or not is none of your business? Even if we die, we can't die at the hands of a bastard like you!"
Jiang Junjue didn't seem to hear him. He squinted his sleepy eyes and continued talking to himself: "Zhou Datong, when the dungeon first started, Chen Lidong pulled you into the corridor together. If something happens like this, you can give him support." . ”
“Later, he went out to explore by himself and asked you to follow us to deliver information to him, so that he could get higher performance points. The risk of being seen as a team was that you were in the team. "Be responsible."
"Even now, he triggered the side mission and rushed to clear the copy. What does it have to do with you? You have no time limit, but he still drags you into the water and makes you take the responsibility. The crime of murder seems to have bad intentions..."
"You're farting!" Chen Lidong interrupted, "Speaking of teaming up, do you think I can't tell that you also joined the team to kill people? What? You're all a thousand-year-old fox, why are you playing with me? How many official players have never killed anyone? This main task is obviously to teach us how to kill people. I'll help you do it, and you're pretending to be a virgin! ”
Jiang Junjue ignored him and only looked sideways at Zhou Datong: "Little brother, I will tell you this. You, Brother Chen, are not a kind person. Once there is a conflict of interest, he will have to attack you sooner or later."
Chen Lidong finally realized that Jiang Junjue had no intention of debating scriptures with him from the beginning. The purpose of everything he said was very clear. He just wanted to drive a wedge between him and Zhou Datong, so as to take the opportunity to get rid of Zhou Datong's hostage.
Chen Lidong naturally knew that the most effective way to get rid of the hostage was to instigate the people who held him hostage, but he had no choice but to search hard and couldn't find an entry point to convince the Tingtingfeng Guild and the others. Jiang Junjue is undoubtedly an expert in dealing with people, even more impeccable than him...
In the stalemate in the stagnant pool of water, Chen Lidong could only stare at Zhou Datong's face, pinning his hopes on this not-so-smart man. His teammates can detect counter-intentional schemes and stick to his side.
But how is it possible? Jiang Junjue is actually right. From beginning to end, he was just using Zhou Datong...
In the dim corridor covered with mushrooms, the smell of blood slowly grew in everyone's noses. The man with the broken leg was still whinnying with more air coming out and less air coming in. Drops of sweat and blood were interlaced on the floor. There was a pattering sound on the concrete floor. "Brother Chen, I know you are using me." Zhou Datong suddenly spoke. Although he still had an accent, his pronunciation was very clear.
Chen Lidong looked stern, and then listened to this silly teammate say seriously: "But I am willing to be used by you! Although I have no education, I also know that a person must know how to repay kindness. You You have helped me, I can use it no matter what!”
Chen Lidong was stunned. In his impression, he did teach Zhou Datong some things in the past few copies, but they were mostly insignificant details. , which is not at the same level as the current crisis level.
Is Zhou Datong stupid? Are you willing to sacrifice your life for him for such a small favor?
Jiang Junjue took a deep breath and said: "Slaughter players are on the opposite side of all mankind. They put themselves in the spotlight because of a so-called favor. Your brother Chen may still be laughing at you for being stupid in his heart. Being able to kill people in order to clear the level as soon as possible, In a small way, it is selfish, but in a big way, it is anti-humanity..."
Zhou Datong pressed the white blade against Jiang Junjue's neck, successfully making him swallow the next few words: "Which one of you Everyone can say that Brother Chen is not good, but I can’t! Brother Chen has never been sorry to me, and I can’t be sorry to him!”
In the stagnant atmosphere, the players breathed softly or heavily, everyone. They are suppressing something, and it is about to explode.
For a long time, Jiang Junjue sighed and looked at the two people who were pressing Chen Lidong: "Forget it, I will count down to three times and let's let go. By then we will not be in conflict with each other."
"Three, two, one..."
......
"Thirty-one, thirty-two, thirty-three..."
In the Memorial Hall for the Aboriginal Victims, Qisi stood by the sink in the canteen and stretched out his hand to the gurgling water. water flowing down.
The biting cold water falls down the wrist, removing the scalding heat, and at a certain point, it brings a palpable itching.
Large tracts of gray soil spread over the parts that came into contact with the water flow, coating the palms with a rough layer of dead skin, as gray as a zombie that had been buried in the ground for a long time.
"It seems that using cold water to cool down is not feasible..." Qisi shook off the water drops on his hands and put his hands into his pockets. "After half a minute, lesions will appear on the parts that have been exposed to the water. No wonder those dishes and chopsticks no matter how old they are, Even if they are dirty, they are all set to be washed within half a minute..."
The time is already five o'clock in the evening, and there is still an hour before dinner time. Qisi found a seat and sat down, and took out a piece of paper from his backpack again to review.
After a while, Chang Xu and Shuo Meng also came in from the door and sat down where they had been at noon.
Chang Xu glanced at Qisi who was limp and paralyzed. After struggling for a while, he finally asked: "Are you sick? You seem to have no energy since you came out of the coffin."
< br>Qisi knew that he was not hiding it very well, and it would not be surprising for someone with a keen eye to see it. He simply smiled and teased: "So, for the sake of me dragging the sick body to give you clues, kill Medi Ms. Na’s mission depends on you.”
Chang Xu nodded.
Taimeng looked at Qisi who looked half-dead, held it in for a long time, and spit out four words: "Drink more hot water."
Chang Xu also continued: "Have a good rest. Remember to take the medicine."
Chisi: "..."
He silently put the white paper into his backpack and decisively changed the subject: "You guys will help me kill Ms. Medina first, and then I will take the tape recorder out of the props rack and lend it to you. At night, you can find a way to destroy the display case, take out the information and lay it in the coffin - I can help you bury it."
Chang Xu thought seriously for a while and asked: "When we get to Hong Maple Boarding School, who will dig me out?"
"Dig it out... With your strength, you will be able to easily uncover the coffin." Get up?"
Chang Xu made a quick calculation and shook his head: "I'm not sure I can push the coffin lid away together with the soil on it."
Qisi. Holding the forehead: "Ah, if it doesn't work out, I'll just stick that crappy card of yours into my throat... The soul of a good person like you must be ascending after death..."
Nutritious Amid the conversation, the surrounding light gradually dimmed, casting a dark shadow over everyone and everything.
The hour hand of the clock pointed to six o'clock, and the plates in front of everyone were filled with vegetable paste out of thin air, exuding a disgusting smell.
"Ta, tap, tap..."
A series of footsteps came from far to near. A few seconds later, the tour guide in black gauze held up a small red flag and smiled. Standing at the door of the canteen: "Travelers, these meals are made according to the recipes of the boarding schools in the past. I hope you can experience the life of aboriginal children personally..."
"Why do you want us? How about experience?" Zis held his chin with his hand, not suppressing the remaining malice in his eyes. "To understand the suffering of the victim, from a moral level, it should be the perpetrator; from a rational level, the entanglement has already occurred. Things have no value..."
"Of course, humans have never been able to clearly clarify the relationship between grudges, guilt, and regret, and hatred is not always directed at the real enemy..."
While he was speaking, Chang Xu had already moved.
A suit of black clothes almost blends into the shadow, and the bright blue light between his fingers shoots towards the tour guide like lightning.
His ghostly figure turned into an afterimage, and in a few breaths he was behind the tour guide. The shiny and reflective destiny poker was drawn forward, leading a string of blood beads to sputter into a line.
There was no scream or struggle. The tour guide fell forward silently, as light and weightless as a deflated rubber ball.
The black body fell on the gray floor and splashed with dust. The blood exploded from the injured area, smearing a strange red color.
From beginning to end, Qisi stared at the system interface intently.
The tour guide is dead, but the system interface is as quiet as death. The prompt that the main task has been completed is delayed in the future...
Thanks to Zihuai Moyu and the book-loving person_ for the 2 photos Monthly ticket! Thanks to mo Yi Ao Yi Miao for your monthly ticket! (I really can’t write about fighting...it’s too awkward to write... Can any friends recommend some good fighting books?)
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