Players Please Get In the Car

The players around looked at him inexplicably, and one of them said: "You haven't woken up from your dream, who are you threatening with a broken knife?"

After hearing his words, the man-eating player not only did not show doubts, but held the knife more firmly, "I have seen through your tricks, don't come here, get out!"

As he spoke, he was about to run out of the mall.

At this time, someone kicked the low stool on the ground towards him, and the man-eating player dodged without looking back, and then rushed out. A few dodges disappeared from everyone's sight, and he had no intention of entangled with them at all.

"Is this person crazy?" Someone couldn't help asking.

"Isn't this a spiritual dungeon? It's normal to be crazy." A player yawned and said vaguely: "Who knows who will be crazy next."

Whether it is crazy or not is yet to be determined, but the people around them yawned in twos and threes with their mouths wide open, and an urge to sleep swept over everyone.

"If this goes on like this, I will fall asleep sooner or later, why not do something else." Someone suggested.

All the entertainment props and entertainment tools were moved out, some played cards, some sang, and men and women who saw each other found a secluded corner to hang out... But even this kind of deliberate excitement couldn't resist it for a long time , The sound subsided within two hours, and they had no choice but to circle around the shopping mall - they dared not go too far away, lest they be targeted as prey by players who had already left.

A boring and long day passed, and when the time came to night again, more than half of the people in the mall couldn't help but find a place to sleep. Tong Qi on Xu Huo's side had already fallen asleep, and Mr. Mo and Scar Glasses also fell asleep. Get ready to sleep in shift.

But this shift state did not last long, because when most of the people went to sleep, the people in charge of safety issues would become extremely tired when they stood by. Even if they stimulated themselves in various ways, they would get used to it after a while Sitting or leaning on where to doze off, in the middle of the night, only five people are still awake.

It seemed that the longer the time went on, the less likely it would be to try to fight it out to the end.

At three o'clock in the morning, the person from Area 013 around Xu Huo disappeared. Even if he tried to catch him immediately when he realized something was wrong, he was still in vain. The circle falls to the ground.

Frowning slightly, Xu Huo leaned back, staring at the lighting props hanging from the ceiling of the mall without moving.

After sitting quietly for a few seconds, his figure disappeared from the spot again, and it took a minute to reappear in the spot.

The players who sneaked back to the shopping mall at night had already been taken care of by him.

Scar Glasses stopped cutting the wooden doll and looked up at him, "You want to continue to sleep? You sleep more times than us, is it okay?"

"It's okay, I'll leave it to you." Xu Huo said.

Scar Glasses nodded, "Don't worry, no one will come in."

Taking out the phone booth, Xu Huo returned to his dream again.

This time he didn't do anything else, he called the police in the name of the station master to arrest the two families, but in the dream, the gang of trash didn't do their best, and they were all dead when they arrived.

So he had no choice but to find a journalist who appeared on the site to reveal to him the plan to assassinate the station master, and hoped that he would reveal the truth afterwards.

The other party was extremely dedicated, not only contacted his colleagues immediately to find the two families, but also sent someone to stay at the station master's house.

This time, someone snatched those six people from the track, and because of their special identities, they were not disturbed during the process.

At this point, Xu Huo thought he had succeeded, but he didn't expect that he would return to the ticket counter 40 minutes after the departure time.

He had no choice but to have the two families rescued first, and disclosed the time of the assassination, which was two hours after he found the journalist.

This time someone called the police, and when he arrived at the station master's residence, he was surrounded inside and out. The two families had already been taken to the police station, and if nothing else happened, they were being interrogated.

It is not easy to get close to the webmaster, but it is not absolutely impossible.

It took some time to create confusion, he entered the station master's house mixed with the police, but he didn't expect a stand-in inside, and then he enjoyed the "handcuffs and head covering" package, and he was taken to the police station.

At this time, this dream is not over yet.

He was interrogated by an experienced old policeman, who pointedly asked him whether he had been bribed.

Xu Huo looked at the opposite person whose half face was hidden in the darkness, and smiled, "That's what he deserved."

Then he made up a story about bribing the stationmaster but being let go. Before the other party slapped the table, he returned to the platform.

This time it was the same process at the beginning, but he learned the clues of the transfer of the station master through the journalists, tracked the past and found the person, spent some effort to subdue the person who protected him, and then left the station master in front of the media cameras Floor, and scattered the printed leaflets on the track accident and the stationmaster's change of the autopsy results through connections.

However, after everyone looked down at the leaflets that fell on the ground, they suddenly raised their heads and stared at him in unison—including the station master who had fallen to his death downstairs.

Looking down at the faces of these people, Xu Huo said expressionlessly: "Is it over?"

In the next second, his eyes were eroded by darkness, and a black corridor appeared in front of him. The dusty feeling brought by the airtightness made him feel uncomfortable. He walked forward, and as the speed increased, the surrounding black walls gradually revealed Some sporadic images: people gambling in the casino, children playing in the park, clouds passing by in the sky, cars speeding in the heavy rain—everything he seems to have seen, which seems to have been similar.

Xu Huo knew that this might be a psychological inducement, but it was inevitable. His thoughts turned to that rainy night. In his memory, Xu Zhi died of a stray bullet, so the scene that appeared was the moment when the bullet flew towards him. ...

The details in the memory are infinitely magnified, and at a distance, under such environmental conditions, he can still see the sullenness and hatred on Xu Zhi's face, but the next second his head is pierced by a bullet, The powerful impact caused his head to shake from side to side, and then fell to one side...

He yelled and crawled over to pick him up. Xu Zhi's body temperature hadn't disappeared yet, but he would never be able to open his mouth again...

Xu Huo slammed his fist at the black wall angrily, but he pierced through the darkness and hit the phone booth, and he also came to his senses.

"Bang!" The phone booth made a muffled sound. He yanked open the door and walked out, only to find that the mall was filled with poisonous gas. He caught a glimpse of a figure in the corner of the mall. He moved over and grabbed the other person's shoulder:

"do what?"