Players Please Get In the Car

"That's true," another man with a scar on his arm continued, "We just accepted a group of evolutionaries, and we didn't violate the law at all. The country has no right to dispose of them. What are those players?"

"It's the same as what Lao Zhao said. It's the poor who stand up, straighten their backs, and dare to speak loudly." The man with the scar refers to the thin and long face. "This time the Special Defense Department suffered a big loss. I will definitely make up for it later."

Old Zhao with a long thin face smiled, "Those people can't make waves."

A group of people were chatting and laughing, talking about the uproar outside, which was insignificant, and even had nothing to do with them.

"You really can't turn the waves?" Liu Zhichao leaned forward, put his hands on his knees, and looked at these high-ranking people from bottom to top, "Then how did Mr. Yang die?"

"He's unlucky." Wan Lao smiled coldly, "Only he and a few unrestrained families escaped first, ready-made targets, players who sneaked into the safe zone will of course think they are important figures , hunt down to the end."

"That's because the players tracked down the safe zone first, and then what happened later." Liu Zhichao said, "The players' methods are more powerful than we imagined. Are you really not afraid?"

The slender face smiled, "The dead man scares you like this? Look around us, there are players everywhere, and this safe house is equipped with high-tech equipment. If anyone approaches, the alarm will be triggered... At least it will be left for you to escape." time."

The last sentence was purely teasing, but before the laughter stopped in twos and threes, Liu Zhichao said, "What if he entered the safe house with us?"

The sound in the room stopped abruptly, Wan Lao was the first to react, and directly pressed the alarm on his hand, but unfortunately the alarm did not go off.

Similarly, the siren of the man with the thin face and the scar did not go off, and the person closest to the door rushed to open the door, but no matter how hard he turned the doorknob, the door would not open, and it should have been guarded outside The player didn't respond either, as if he couldn't hear the sound inside.

Knowing that he couldn't get out, Slender Face and another inch-headed man pointed their guns at the same time, but before the gun was aimed at Xu Huo, the former's fingers were cut off along with the sound of the gunshot. Although the latter was not attacked, he saw Slender Face's miserable state , lowered his hand tactfully.

"Liu Zhichao" pointed to the sofa next to him, and said to the inch-cut man, "Please sit down."

The inch-cut man didn't know why, but he did as he said.

"You are not Liu Zhichao, Liu Zhichao and I came on the same plane, when did you replace him?" Wan Lao looked sharply at the person beside him.

"Where did Liu Zhichao go?" the inch-cut man was concerned about his companion.

"I threw him off the plane early in the morning." Xu Huo answered the man's question, and threw a pocket on the coffee table. It seems that cheap transparent plastic bags should not appear on this occasion, but it did. , also contained a bag of evolutionary blood injections, which seemed so casual, but the people present knew that from now on, the contents of this bag would determine their fate.

"It's impossible to go out." Xu Huo glanced at the scarred man, and smiled on Liu Zhichao's face, "There are six of you, why don't you draw lots to decide who gets the injection first."

"Six?" The man with the scar was puzzled, besides Xu Huo, there were nine other people here.

Xu Huo pointed at the short-cut man and the two straight-backed soldiers sitting beside him with his chin, "These three are not on my target list."

"The enthusiasm you said just now, you should also know why I came to you." He said and took out a dice, "One to six, six numbers, the person who rolls the largest number in the first round will get the injection, if If someone has the same number, how about throwing it until it is different? Is this method fair?"

"You don't need to do this at all, why bother?" Wan Lao, who was deliberately ignored, was not bad at nourishing his energy, and he spoke again.

Xu Huo flicked the dice, letting the numbers on it keep rolling, and at the same time said casually: "I just enjoy this process very much... same as you."

Now he uses the dice to decide who will be given the injection, the same way they ticked off the list of people who need to evolve.

"Scholars can't be humiliated, you dare to tease us!" The man with the scar rushed towards Xu Huo in a few steps, and punched him in the face with his fist!

For the player, no matter how exquisite the fighting skills of ordinary people are, they are no different from children dancing with swords. Xu Huo flicked his left index finger lightly, and the scarred man was pierced by invisible tangent lines, and his body was broken into several pieces.

The splattered blood and internal organs made Wan Lao and Slender Face who were sitting next to him suddenly stand up and back away, and the person who was indifferent to the steaming blood flowing down to his feet, both of them looked very ugly.

Xu Huo still sat in his original position, flipped through the scarred man's profile with his mobile phone, and said, "Lin He, the real master of Lab 66 in Bingcheng, it is said that this experiment has a set of pain therapy for evolutionists. , in order to stimulate them to spend the time of entering the train for the first trial, but the person in charge of the execution has privately sentenced the evolutionists many times, resulting in some evolutionists being tortured to death or committing suicide.”

"But since Lin He handed over the laboratory to his nephew, he didn't know the inside story, so give him a happy one."

After saying these words, he looked up at the remaining five people again, and rolled the dice, "Mr. Wan, let's start with you."

Wan Lao was still calm, and even started to negotiate terms with him, "We can't escape death, why should we cooperate with you?"

Xu Huo raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Okay then, the conditions offered to you are the same as those of Mr. Yang. I can raise my hand to those who can successfully evolve."

"We did testing at the beginning of the game, and the success rate of evolution is very low." Wan Lao said again.

What's more, these people are basically old, and their physical condition is not as good as that of young people. Even if they successfully evolve, how many copies can they survive?

"I've already made concessions, and if I talk about the conditions, I will have to make progress." Xu Huo's face darkened slightly.

As a last resort, Wan Lao had no choice but to pick up the dice, squeezed and squeezed, and then threw it on the coffee table. When "1" finally appeared, he was slightly relieved.

Xu Huo tilted his head to indicate that the thin and long face would come next. He threw "4" and his face became even uglier. At the same time, he watched the three people throwing dice behind him more nervously.

But he was lucky, and the last person threw a "6".

Seeing the number "6", the man's eyes were full of fear and determination to fight to the death. He overturned the coffee table and rushed towards the door—but the coffee table didn't turn over, and he just turned around and was fixed in place. Like a marionette, he was dragged by an invisible force around the coffee table to Xu Huo's side.

Xu Huo opened the plastic bag and took out an injection.