Being an Extra Actor in an Escape Game

That young man with an attitude that is not particularly serious, perhaps, is just doing a rescue that he doesn't even know if there is any drama?

From his point of view, perhaps Xu Beijin was already helpless.

As Xu Bei was thinking about it, another barrage floated across the screen.

"By the way, NE...'what'?"

Xu Beijin: "..."

His expression couldn't hold back at that time, he wanted to speak and then stopped.

Finally he held back.

OK, what.

Chapter 26

When Xu Beijin was talking with the young man, the road chase in the live broadcast room continued.

However, after chasing after him, he looked at the rearview mirror for the dead ghost, and suddenly said in shock, "That car is gone!"

No one in the car responded to him.

He didn't take it seriously either - look at the people in this car, a well-known Ringo, a selfish ghost, a trash.

For a time, the ghost was very desperate.

Did this group of people expect him to fly?

"Keep driving." In the end, Mu Jiashi couldn't stand the dead silence in the car. "Let's see if there are any other scenes to explore. It's just the highway and the promenade, and I haven't found any clues."

The ghost was relieved immediately, and continued to maintain a gentle driving speed.

So where did the man in black go?

Xu Bei changed his mind and adjusted the angle of view of the live broadcast room back to the bedroom. It was indeed a scream.

"Damn, what's going on? Why did someone suddenly appear?!"

"It's wrong to say 'three'... how could this be..."

Just now, the third sound of "counting" exploded in their ears, so the third child said "three" without hesitation.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the bào man's voice raised the volume by another degree and cursed: "Waste! Can't even count!"

In the dark bedroom, several missionaries looked at each other, not understanding why "three" was wrong. Isn't the count down like one, two, three, four?

Before they could discuss the reason, the introverted woman suddenly screamed.

"What's wrong?"

She said tremblingly, "Someone...someone...someone touched me."

"what?"

"We're not near you!"

In nightmares, don't approach unfamiliar taskers at will, it is their default unspoken rule, the purpose is to prevent card dealers from stealing cards.

The introverted woman said in a voice that was about to burst into tears: "No, no... It was someone who suddenly appeared."

The next second, they heard a familiar voice sneer at the same time - the voice of the man who shouted for them to count - and he said, "The trash who can't count, die!"

After he finished speaking, he took the machete and started waving it at will.

The four taskers wanted to escape, but in the dark space, they couldn't see anything. I don't know where the weapon came from, I don't know if it will be my turn next, and I don't even know whether the person beside me is an enemy or a friend.

The woman screamed in pain and cried in despair.

The three men desperately tried to fight the person who suddenly appeared, but the guy seemed to have opened his eyes, they couldn't hit him, but his machete seemed to have eyes on their heads, chests, Slashing on hands and legs.

Soon, a strong bloody smell filled the air. But they are not dead yet.

Sooner or later they will die, but they are not dead yet. It was a chronic death ordeal, the wounds on Luǒlu's skin were gurgling blood, and they felt that their clothes were soaked wet.

They no longer had the strength to fight against the man, but the man seemed to know their current situation, smiling coldly and happily, but slowed down the killing speed. The machete slashed their skin.

The third child gritted his teeth, and he seemed to hear the cry of the introverted girl. He wondered, are they all going to die? Can that be faster... such torture, such torture...

He smelled a strong bloody smell in the dark, so strong that it made you want to vomit.

Soon, weakness soaked through his body. It seemed that someone had fainted beside him. He was thankful that he could not see the horrific scene in the room. In such a dark environment, just the wounds on his body and the smell of blood lingering on the tip of his nose made him want to go crazy.

At this moment, there was a sudden explosion in the ear: "Report the number!"

The third child couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, he suspected that it was his hallucination before his death.

He felt his fingers were already stiff and cold. The man who was wielding a machete didn't know if he was still in the room, as if he suddenly appeared, and now, he suddenly disappeared.

The third child qiáng supported his body. He realized that his eyes were red with blood, probably from the wound on his head covering his eyes.

Dark - dark - really, so dark.

He said softly, "Four."

He held his breath, waiting for a sound in the air that he didn't know would come. The next second, he breathed a sigh of relief. He seemed to be right.

...But, one, two, three, four, and one, two, four are all right, so why is only "three" wrong?

Or, if you continue to count down, there will still be such numerical errors? If not "three", what is

What numbers?