Unlimited Survival: Be a gangster in an escape game

Chapter 9

"Are you sick! What are you crazy about!" Huang Mao staggered from being pushed, and cursed a few words.

He felt a little dizzy, and he held onto the man with the bamboo pole, but his eyes became more and more blurry, and gradually he could even see colorful spots of light.

"Let me out! Yin Xia, I was wrong! Please let me out!" The rich girl didn't hear what he said, and slapped hard in front of the door, crying.

Seeing the strange behavior of the rich girl, the bamboo pole man couldn't help but took a step back, pushed the yellow hair next to him, and asked in a trembling voice, "What's wrong with her, why didn't she go out?"

The yellow-haired man did not answer the man with the bamboo pole. He sat softly on the floor, his eyes were empty, his hands were stretched out into the void, and a strange smile gradually rose from the corner of his mouth.

In front of the two of them, there was nothing but invisible air.

The bamboo pole man was even more frightened when he noticed the abnormality of the yellow hair, and kept moving his feet back.

"You guys, what's the matter with all of you?" The bamboo pole man was also going crazy, and his companions came in together, and now one is crazy and the other is stupid, and only he is trapped here and can't escape. What's going on?

There was a cool wind blowing from behind again, and the man with bamboo pole turned his head vigilantly, and saw a woman in a white skirt standing not far behind, her long and messy hair covered her facial features, only a hint of green occasionally peeped through the thin cracks. Light.

The man with the bamboo pole shook his hand, subconsciously waved forward, and the bamboo pole that was tightly held in his hand was thrown out, hitting the woman in white on the neck.

The body of the woman in white swayed, and a round head fell down with a bang, rolled and rolled, and rolled away from the bamboo pole man's feet.

The headless woman in white didn't fall down, she touched the empty head blankly, and staggered towards the man with the bamboo pole, surrounded by feminine female voices who didn't know where to come from, repeating the words , my head, my head...

The bamboo pole man finally couldn't take it anymore, rolled his eyes and passed out.

In the darkness, Yin Xia, who was wearing night vision goggles, walked out slowly, and the three people in the room were already lying on the ground.

Yin Xia hummed a little tune, threw an ice cube into her mouth, and slowly cleaned up the mess.

The room didn't have a door at first, but it was the door panel that Yin Xia took down from the spaceship. Thanks to the darkness in the room, the frightened people with nervous breakdowns didn't realize that the door wasn't attached to the wall at all.

Yin Xia squatted down, looked at the ugliness of the three of them, dragged all three of them out of the house, and put away the door and these tools of crime, especially the door curtain, which was coated with the juice of hallucinogenic plants carefully prepared by her, in order to avoid accidental injury. , simply replaced a new door curtain.

After tidying up, Yin Xia stood at the door, raised the corners of her mouth at the three people who had fallen into a coma, and left a little gift for each of them.

On the second day, screams pierced the sky, disturbing the birds and startling everyone in the camp.

"What's the matter?" People who didn't know why stretched their necks, wanting to see what happened.

Yin Xia had been doing trouble all night, and she was woken up after sleeping for a while. An unknown fire exploded in an instant. She sat up slowly, staring at the three people outside with a gloomy expression: "The soul caller in the early morning Woolen cloth."

When the rich girl saw her like this, the scream that overflowed her throat was abruptly stuck, neither up nor down, very uncomfortable.

The bamboo pole man was frightened all night, and finally fainted from the fright. He was most afraid of Yin Xia, and he flinched subconsciously when he heard the voice, not daring to breathe.

Huang Mao was the one who was the most confused about the situation among the three, and now he was able to question with confidence: "Yin Xia! Where did you go last night! Why weren't you in the house! We entered your house yesterday I can’t get out, is it your fault.”

Yin Xia was expressionless, leaning lazily by the window, propping her head: "What's the matter, you live in the Pacific Ocean, and you are in charge of the sea? I have to report to you where I go? But I, the thief who complained to the owner, It's the first time I've seen you, what do you want to express? You didn't steal anything when you entered my house, so let me give it to you quickly?"

Huang Mao choked, and said forcefully: "The camp is so big, it's pitch black at night and you can't go the wrong way! The point is that I can't get out once I go in. Did you lock us in! Don't try to deny it, I But there are witnesses!"

Yin Xia glanced at him: "Aren't you outside? Is there still a rule of three feet in front of the door? Then please remember to pay the toll next time you pass by my house."

Huangmao got stuck again, thought for a long time, and popped out a sentence: "I asked last night, who knows if you threw us out."

Yin Xia rolled her eyes with a smile, pointed to her own gate, and asked, "Are the three of you so useless that you can't lift a curtain? Then I advise you to find a place with a good geomantic omen to commit suicide quickly, so that you don't have to wait until you die." Not a single cemetery."

The three Huang Maos were so angry that they exploded, but they really couldn't figure out the cause and effect.

Uncle Li and the others also rushed over at this time.

"What's the matter? There was a lot of noise in the morning." Uncle Li was still the nosy Uncle Li, while the others ate melons quietly.

Yin Xia closed her eyes and meditated on her own, ignoring anyone.

The bamboo pole man couldn't help telling the story of the matter in detail, hoping that a few old players could see the way.

"This...Xiaoxia's room is just a curtain, how could you be locked inside." Uncle Li looked at the curtain and said speechlessly.

"That's right! This house was built by the few of us. There is no door panel at all, so it is impossible to lock people in." Lao Li 1 couldn't help but defend the former boss.

Jia Yuan's eyes rolled around, and he was concerned, and he pretended to persuade him: "Oh, acquaintance is fate, so stop arguing, so as not to hurt the peace, the three of you are adults too. , don't catch a girl and bully her!"

The players overwhelmingly believed that Huang Mao and the three were telling lies. Huang Mao was not angry. With Yin Xia's mouth, she had never won a fight with her. Who bullied whom?

"Ah!" Someone noticed the abnormality, "Look at her neck!"

All eyes turned to the rich girl.

On the fair-skinned nape of the rich girl's neck, there was a patch of jet-black fingerprints, which were clearly printed on the skin.

The rich girl couldn't see it herself, but the yellow-haired man and the bamboo pole man could. Their hearts trembled, and they took a step back in unison.

"What's wrong?" The rich girl was startled by the reactions of the people around her.

The bamboo man swallowed, pointed at the back of her neck, and said, "You, don't be afraid when I tell you, there are four finger prints on your back, did you accidentally make them?"

The rich girl was stunned for a moment, a chill crept into her heart, and that cold palm from last night clearly appeared in her mind again.

(End of this chapter)