Absurd deduction game

pain.

All his senses gave way to the pain, and with the madman's unhesitating movements, what he felt and what he looked like now appeared in Zhao Yijiu's mind.

The blood marks on the left and right are very deep, as if a clown's face is covered with oil paint, and he is smiling insincerely. The sadness and sadness are hidden under the exaggerated lines. It's not that no one can see it, it's just that no one cares.

Is this kind of "vividness" what lunatics want?

Zhao Yijiu's chest rose and fell rapidly. He stared closely at the madman's eyes, trying to see some emotions in them, but he never thought that the madman was doing the same thing.

"It hurts, right? But it looks much better this way~" The madman looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, with a smile on his lips. He seemed to have discovered a new pleasure after a while, "Are you acting tough? Are you really not saying a word?"

Zhao Yijiu looked at him. Although cold sweat had seeped out from his forehead and his red clothes were soaked, his eyes never shifted for a moment.

"How far should we go? If you die all at once, there will be no fun..." The madman used the tip of the knife to carefully trace the outline of Zhao Yijiu's face, and finally stopped at the eye socket, hanging a few centimeters away from the eyeball. position.

"The eyes are good. How about digging out one eye this time?"

"!" Zhao Yijiu struggled fiercely, but was still pinned down. At the same time, the madman's slender fingers stretched out and opened Zhao Yijiu's eyelids.

"Get out!" Zhao Yijius growled. For some reason, he suddenly remembered the girl who died silently in the locker room at Qingyuan Pharmaceutical Factory with her eyes gouged out.

Before that girl died, her feelings should have been stronger than his, right?

He also recalled the unwillingness he felt when he was close to death when he was caught up by the ghost Tang Li and penetrated his shoulder blade.

I was not used to it at the time.

Now, he has long adapted to the rhythm of the deduction game, but he still encounters this kind of thing when he is alone... Is he too weak?

After leaving Zhao Mou and Yu Xing, could he die so easily?

No, not possible.

Zhao Yijiu knew full well that he was not weak.

It's just that this second phase of the mission is a bit weird. He was assigned an almost impossible mission, and he was allowed to face the pursuit of ghosts.

The difficulty is wrong.

He will definitely not die here, there must be another way, or perhaps, this madman actually has many restrictions on him——

The fingers on Zhao Yijiu's eyelids were very cold, and there was a rough feeling on the fingertips. The tip of the knife was moved downwards little by little under the evil control of the madman, as if to give the prey time to appreciate the moment when it was destroyed.

He forced himself to calm down.

Yes, it is impossible for him to die here, otherwise, almost no one can pass this mission.

The absurd world will not allow this to happen.

And he also...

The next second, the sharp metal pierced it without any delay.

"puff."

The eyeball was ruptured, and Zhao Yijiu's breathing became much heavier in an instant. He did not let out a single cry of pain. His two rows of teeth were gritted tightly, and his face was extremely pale, as if he was enduring extreme pain.

[Ah ah ah ah, my iceberg, don’t die! ]

[Eyes! ! ! ]

[It hurts so much]

[This ghost has no way to survive, and only one deducer is assigned to enter the dream. Does this mean that each team will be forced to lose one person? ]

[The above, I don’t know how to put it, the Zhao family, the Xu family and the Luo family are the recording guests who occupy the parallel line of death in November. There have never been more than five dead people. I thought the system was merciful to them. This time it was definitely an accident]

[Look at the follow-up, I don’t think Lengjiu will die here, serious injury is the limit]

[I’m digging, I’m digging. Damn it, I don’t even drink cold wine without making a squeak. This is too manly.]

The eyes are a very fragile part of human beings. The madman was waiting to hear Zhao Yijiao's screams, but he only saw a man who knew how to endure and had a high level of pain tolerance. The way he held on was really interesting. .

"As expected..." He murmured, and then smiled even more happily: "Actually, I have been paying attention to you for a long time, but I didn't expect that he would appear on you before I saw you enter the fall line. Around me. Well...I lost a very good subordinate..."

Zhao Yijiu's expression changed.

He didn't know it was those words that aroused him. Unable to resist even his eyeballs, his arm suddenly surged with an unprecedented force, lifting the madman off his body.

The eyeball fell to the ground with the blade of the knife. The feeling of nerve tearing was not wonderful, it really hurt.

"You are a special guest." He rolled to his side and stood up quickly, not caring that the wound on his leg was torn apart. On his face with deep features, there was only a blood hole in the orbit of his right eye, and blood was still dripping down. It was useless. Makeup can perfectly interpret the appearance of a ghost.

The lunatic stood there, watching quietly as Zhao Yijiu made his guess in a declarative tone, and then with a cold expression, he calmly admitted: "Yes, it's me."

[He is the special guest]

[Does anyone recognize who he is? Is there such a person in the Despair Level? ]

[Combined with Xinghe Gua Master, this should be an actor! ]

[The actor usually doesn’t show his face, so I’ve never seen him without shame! ]

[Wait, let me guess, the point is off, right? He is an actor! How can cold wine defeat him? ]

Yes, when they guessed the identity of the special guest, the first reaction that came to everyone's mind was how could the cold wine survive in the hands of the actor.

The actor represents the ultimate evil, and it is natural that he will play the role of a hostile boss rather than a friendly NPC. As long as he wants to, a newcomer like Lengjiu who has just been promoted to the differentiated level will never have any power to fight back. In other words, he was so good before. The many attempts were just that the actor wanted to tease the cold wine.

The audience who realizes this feels ridiculous again.

It's strange how the difficulty of Parallel Line of Death can be so high. In many live broadcast programs, Parallel Line is famous for its competitive deduction mode, not the difficulty.

When it comes to mortality, the death parallel is definitely low.

But as soon as the actor arrived, all the deducers present turned into ants that could be crushed at any time.

[No, there is the character of the Dream Master in all parallel lines. Even if he is an actor, he is divided into nine actors. Maybe his strength is also divided into nine points? ]

[No way, one-ninth of the actors are just that strong, and the rest are still acting like big-headed ghosts]

[If you have never seen the despair level, you really don’t know how desperate they can make you]

[Actor, Medusa, Mr. Yan... I guess, wait, Mr. Yan is in this live broadcast room]

Yan Li, who was cueed, said nothing, but Yan Ming, who was on the same team as him, stood up.

[Yan Ming: Yes, refer to my boss, one in nine actors can indeed be this strong, and... the actor hasn't touched his sacrifice yet]

Everyone was shocked.

Because Despair level players are rare and rarely participate in live broadcasts, most people have no chance to see the strength of Despair level bosses.

So now, it seems that Yan Ming, who has just been promoted to the Despair level and has not left much new impression of his strength in the eyes of everyone, has come out to speak, and no one will doubt it.

In the Survival Investigation Team, there are eight despair-level people alone, accounting for almost two-fifths of the despair-level people among the major forces.

That makes even less sense!

Why would an actor play a boss? Is there any way for the deducer to survive?

[Lu Xiaorong: The actor must have limitations in this deduction. It is not as exaggerated as you think. Maybe this is his strongest state. It makes sense that the sacrifice is not banned]

[No, I am the only one who cares about what the actor said. He has already paid attention to cold wine? Is Lengjiu a special person? ]

[Also, who does that "him" refer to, and who is around him? Zhao Mou? ]

[Pull it down, given the context, I think it’s a blessing]

Regarding these issues, many people are very curious, and even spies from some forces can't help but quietly come forward, trying to lure several relevant bosses to reveal more.

It is a pity that Zhao Yijiu seems to be in danger now. The Zhao family watching the live broadcast has no time to pay attention to other viewers, and the real boss also has too many concerns to speak.

Only Zhao Yijiu, who was in the middle of the deduction, was no longer calm at this moment.

The faint red light in his eyes flashed away, but was captured by the actor.

"Oh, I didn't expect that a casual sentence would touch the point of pain. Which sentence is it?" The amber eyes under the half-mask of the actor are clear and beautiful, but they contain a hint of ridicule, "Are you waiting for you to enter the line of depravity?"

"...I can't be like you." Zhao Yijiu knew the gap between the enemy and us. He covered his bleeding eyes with one hand while retreating calmly, "It is even less possible for me to become your subordinate."

"Hey... it's a pity. Did he do something to make you so determined?" The actor pondered for a moment, then shook his head, "No, as far as I know, you have been alone since you were a child. People suppress that kind of——”

"Shut up." Zhao Yijiu interrupted him coldly, causing Danmaku to take a breath.

Anyone who dared to talk to an actor like this, except Qu Nianqing, was dead.

What about him?

Will he die here?

Soon, the actor told everyone the answer through actions.

He smiled, very wildly, as crazy as a psychopath, very different from the gentle and gentle person in Yu Xing's memory who pretended to be.

"Yes, that's great... Hahahahaha, you still care about this matter, then I can rest assured. Maybe one day in the future, I will see your name on the monoprism membership application." Actor Su'er came closer, put his lips to Zhao Yijiu's ear, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Only I can solve your problem, do you believe it?"

The killing blow in Zhao Yijiao's hand trembled slightly and he stabbed it directly.

This time, because the distance was too close, the actor did not move away.

The sound of the blade penetrating into the flesh was particularly obvious. Zhao Yijiu felt his hands congealed and understood that the knife had penetrated firmly.

Blood seeped out from the actor's luxurious clothes, and the unique destructive power of killing was raging in the actor's body. The actor moved slightly, opened his arms generously, and let Zhao Yijiu admire his wounds: "That's right, let's I have to be injured to pass. I'm a little curious about you. Wouldn't you rather lose an eye than use some sacrifices on me?"

"..." Zhao Yijiu snorted coldly, and blood slid down his eyes, past his mandible and into his collar.

The audience then remembered that it was so enjoyable to watch two people fighting in close quarters, and then they were blinded by the news that the madman was an actor, and they had been ignoring one thing -

They only said that the actor had not used any sacrifices yet, but they forgot that Zhao Yjiu had not used any sacrifices other than to stop the killing in his dream!

With such strong strength and being from the Zhao family, the six sacrifice columns are likely to be fully matched, but what about the remaining five?

Where have the spikes and illusory eyes gone?

Don't use anything you haven't used before.

Explanation - In Zhao Yijiu's heart, he was far from reaching the end of his rope!

Everyone underestimated him.

It wasn't that he couldn't avoid having his eyes gouged out, but after weighing the pros and cons, the sacrifice he made was just a little painful.

In the second phase of the Parallel Line of Death mission, Zhao Yijiu left his first somewhat shocking impression in the minds of the gamers in an alternative way.

"Ha, you are confident that you will not die, so you left a lot of trump cards for the task of protecting Zhou Xue? It's interesting, when A-Xing was your age, he wasn't as good as you." The actor praised, which angered Zhao Yijiu frowned.

Yu Xing is obviously only twenty-three years old, younger than him. What does it mean to be as old as him?

Then, he listened to the actor playing with the sharp knife, as if he suddenly remembered something: "Ah, by the way, speaking of A-Xing...does he know about your situation?"

"What do you want to say to him!?" Zhao Yijiu blurted out.

It's not what you want to do to him, because in Zhao Yijiao's subconscious, Yu Xing is not a weakling who can do whatever the actor wants, but a person who has already predicted it when he found his brother Zhao Mou to help him divine the news. To all the people.

Yu Xing is not afraid of actors, Zhao Yijiu thought.

But he was a little afraid, afraid that the actor would distort right and wrong and convey his situation to Yu Xing in a worse way.

He didn't want to lose a friend... the only friend he had after growing up in that boundless darkness.

He should say it himself.

"Oh, don't be so nervous, Xing is different from you." The actor tilted his head and looked out the window with a strange smile, "You are just a poor little guy struggling in hell, and he... I have to Treat him well, I did something to make him angry before, and I wanted to give him some gifts to make amends."

"Your physical condition should be a very disappointing thing for him. I won't let him get away with it and be the one who is disappointing." He moved his fingers erratically and found that Zhao Yijiao's face was a little pale. Whether it was due to excessive blood loss or inner anxiety, he couldn't help but let out a laugh that sounded sympathetic.

"You guessed it right. At this stage, what I can do now is the limit. Even if I want to, absurdity will not allow me to hurt you again."

The actor crossed Zhao Yijius and walked towards the window: "Since you are quite to my liking, I can tell you a piece of news for free, right?"

"Xingxing, for some reason, he probably hates people like you, so you'd better not let him know about that for the rest of your life."

"And I am just waiting for Zhou Xue to arrive. If Zhou Xue dies, you will die together. This ending should be a great gift."