Thriller Trainee

The change was so fast that no one had time to react, and the dark yellow lasso suddenly dropped from the night sky.

Not only Xu Su, but all the newcomers who just ran with him were lassoed around their necks, dragged by the dark behind by brute force like an eagle catching a chicken.

In just a few seconds, Xu Su's face flushed flushed, and he rolled around holding the lasso in his throat. He took out the amulet sent to them by the Tuyumen from his pocket. The amulet burned out of thin air, but it was still of no avail. At first sight, he encountered a hard stubble.

"Xu Su!"

The man yelled anxiously, and he didn’t care about the anger that he had said before in the amusement park that he would never listen to Xu Su. The witchcraft book in his hand had no wind, and he immediately mobilized the sea water in the black sea behind it and turned it into the air. More than a dozen water arrows cut towards the rope.

Behind him, several senior trainees in the organization showed a surprised look.

Many people know that Xu Sen was only a C-level senior at the beginning. It stands to reason that after a period of time in the infinite loop, he is still C-level, either because of his bad temperament or bad luck.

No, after drew from the A-level blind box, the famous medieval black witchcraft book "The Book of the Black Hen", Xu Sen went straight up and rushed to the A-level. During this period, many large organizations expressed their intentions of wooing him. For example, the Witch Club that specializes in witchcraft, but unfortunately all of them were rejected by him.

It now appears that Xu Sen's A-level is indeed worthy of the name.

There are also many types of special props. Among them, the functional special props are the most, and the rarest is the offensive props. As a result, what Xu Sen got was the rarest one at once, so why not make people jealous?

Maybe out of the 100 people who made their final debut, Xu Sen might have a place.

What no one expected was that when the water arrows flew into the air, a rope suddenly flew out of the darkness, stopping the water arrows accurately.

After all, the arrow was still made of water, and after cutting a piece of rope, it became weak in the follow-up, and it spread out in the air, turning into crackling drops of water and smashing onto the floor tiles.

Xu Sen closed his eyes, and his other hand suddenly connected a dot on the cult book made of human skin.

Without the cover of the sleeves, everyone saw the dry and scorched fingers of his left hand at this moment.

[What's the matter with this new A-level hand, are there any sisters to popularize it? 】

[Wow, this hand is a bit scary. I think of the black witchcraft performed by the witches. It seems that there is indeed a danger of backlash, but this is really too scary, and it turns into a corpse directly]

[I know, I know, before this Xu Sen was C-level, the C-level collective copy is not Olympus, he was very brilliant in it, using a forbidden black witchcraft in his A-level special props , Need to absorb the vitality of the operator. Otherwise do you think why he can get the A-level evaluation of the main system, then it must be paid]

[Yes, it turns out that it’s how I got promoted to A-level, it’s not easy, sorry. jpg]

Xu Su also saw this scene, and he suddenly stopped when he was struggling, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

After returning from Olympus, Xu Sen put on a loose set of clothes and deliberately made his sleeves very long.

Since Xu Sen was promoted to A-level, they haven't had a good chat, let alone Xu Su insisted on participating in Halloween activities, and the two began a cold war.

So until now, Xu Su didn't know that Xu Sen's hand turned out to be like this.

It's no wonder that Xu Sen is one of the few days in front of him, always covering up.

It's a pity that he didn't have time to say anything, because of this moment of slack, the rope relentlessly dragged him into the deep darkness.

The last scene I saw in the field of vision was the appearance of Xu Sen's red eyes.

It was very quiet in the dark, surprisingly quiet.

Another newcomer cried and said, "Cough cough cough, it's over, we probably have to explain here."

"I'm still so young, I've been dragged to this unlucky place, I don't want to die yet."

"I knew I wouldn't come to this Halloween event. I would rather go to the Tuyumen boss first."

Everyone was very sad, trying to say some **** to liven up the atmosphere, but unfortunately they were all tied around their necks.

Although the rope didn't continue to use force now, the fear of letting mermaid flesh still followed him.

Not to mention the next second, there was a creepy crunch above their heads.

It was as if something was crawling on the rope, and the smelly, sticky, unidentified object was dripping down the straw rope, and it smelled extremely unpleasant.

In the dim moonlight, they saw a pale face.

Greasy black hair ran down the face, clinging to the straw rope, and calling for a letter from the back.

The trainees were so scared that they wanted to scream, but the extremely cold air invaded the limbs and the limbs, and their teeth were trembling.

Everyone is a newcomer, and there are not many special items that can be used. The amulet has been used just now.

Xu Su thought, it's over, it's probably impossible to escape this calamity.

The only regret...Sure enough, it's still...

He clenched his fists, Xu Sen's anxious face flashed in front of him, closed his eyes in pain, and waited for the arrival of death.

The next time is very long.

It was so long that the pain did not tighten the neck, and death did not come as expected.

After five minutes of silence, the trainees all noticed something was wrong.

So everyone opened their eyes tremblingly, only to see the female ghost floating in mid-air opening faintly, with yellow eyes and red lips like blood.

"Which one of you can tell a story? That's it, did the prince and the princess finally get together?"

......

Zong Jiu grabbed the demon card in his hand, his eyes were dangerous.

No one would have thought of this. Even if a trainee has the status of a mentor and has a part-time job as an npc, now he has become the ghost king of the playground battle royale?

This stunned, the distance between the **** of death and the skateboard was suddenly greatly shortened.

A thick black mist rolled out from the mouth of the hood, and the cloak with two people high and floating above the ground was like a hill, and the black shadow shining from behind could be stable when three white-haired youths hugged each other. Big.

The cold breath seemed to be close at hand, and a playful chuckle sounded close to his ears.

Reaper didn't seem to mind the magician discovering his true identity.

Zong Jiu sneered and quickly squatted down on the skateboard. "Could the main system not pay you three wages?"

Between the sparks and flints, the side of the skateboard slipped on the concrete floor, threw a beautiful arc on the curve, and quickly drove towards another narrow spot.

While running, Zong Jiu calculated the time in his heart.

There is a small train project in the colorful amusement park, which departs every half an hour. At that time, a comprehensive tour will be carried out around the eleven areas in the park, and the speed will not be much slower than the normal train.

If he can take advantage of no.1 to run to the train, the next road will be a little more worry-free.

Countless trainees in the park watched the magician and the **** of death playing a chase game in the dim night sky.

The young man leaped down from a high place, the tires polished on the steel plate and sparkled bursts of dazzling sparks, and the terrible black shadow followed him like a shadow.

It's now!

Zong Jiu's foot on the front of the skateboard exerted force, and the hand that was hanging down lifted the skateboard from the ground and leaped towards the railroad track.

The old green leather train is surrounded by a circle of steel cables stuck around the train, and you can climb to the top of the train by stepping on it.

His movements are simple and neat, without any muddle, the clothes that the wind raises are spinning in the air, and he ran to the top of the train with a skateboard in a pull-up. Onlookers who didn't know looked at his set and thought it was an action blockbuster.

Not to mention trainees, there are still many ghosts in many areas watching this scene in time, and they made sharp applause.

The number of viewers in Zong Jiu's live broadcast room has risen sharply, and the barrage is very interested in the reason why the ghost king is chasing after him.

[Do you have any sisters to count, how far has it gone? 】

[I have almost run through eleven districts. Absolutely. I just saw the **** of death swooping over the rails...what kind of grudges or grievances, more than two thousand trainees just stared at one chase, magician It's too miserable]

[Bad, the magician is miserable. But did he strengthen his body? He felt so light and flexible. A set of chasing movements really made me dumbfounded. I thought I was watching a movie...]

[I also want to say this, it’s really too nb, this figure should be strengthened by resilience, flexibility and strength, I silently calculated the number of survival points needed in my heart, disturb. jpg]

They have been running in this park for more than two or three hours. Even on the train, the magician did not get much breathing time.

Now the trainees in the entire park, including the trainees who are watching outside, the survivors in the live broadcast...Everyone knows that the magician is unlucky enough to be spotted by the ghost king and is performing a desperate run.

Rao is Zong Jiu who has strengthened his physical stamina, and he is still a little bit overwhelmed under such high-intensity running.

[Both of them ran for almost three hours after chasing them. Wouldn't they have to run till dawn when this went on? 】

The barrage was worried.

At exactly this time, the main system announced the location of the fourth safe house.

It's not that Zong Jiu never thought of going in every round of the safe house announcement, but it was a pity that the devil was like teasing him deliberately, always blocking the intersection impartially.

The playing cards in Zong Jiu's hand were linked, and he simply drove in the direction he remembered.

In order to enter the red-roofed house, Zong Jiu even abandoned his skateboard before rushing into the entrance dangerously and dangerously.

The Mirror House is a huge house made of mirrors.

The white-haired youth flashed in through the entrance.

Thousands of mirrors are spread in all directions, even under the feet and on the ceiling are reflections.

White and black are chasing in this fascinating place.

The magician flashed away from the mirror on the left, and Death cut a mirror on the right.

It's almost time.

The playing cards that flashed between Zong Jiu's slender fingers swayed in the air, so he rolled on the spot, turned around and broke a mirror, and came to the entrance where he had just entered the mirror house like a trick.

There were several fork roads in the mirror house. Zong Jiu inspected on the spot and found that there was a road that just turned back.

Thinking about this, he turned around.

The mirror surface is pitch black, and the black mist obscures everything.

For some reason, it was clearly a carefully planned path by himself, but it made Zong Jiu vaguely uneasy.

Soon, he knew why.

The magician stepped out of the exit and slammed into the hood of the **** of death.

The cold and powerful arms hugged the man up, and the two-person high cloak swallowed the young man on the spot.

"Are you in such a hurry to give your arms?"