Help, I've become a paper man

Bumper cars were speeding around the venue, the sound of collisions continued, and the screams from the surroundings became louder and louder. The situation just now did not last long, and it changed again. Even in a battle, most people did not want to get involved. After experiencing the brief collision just now, everyone separated again. There were only seven bumper cars at the beginning, and now two of them were parked in place, and they could not move in this game.

After all, their drivers are obsolete.

After the chaotic fight, everyone has some grudges against each other. Even if there is no grudge, there are still interests. They will choose their targets in advance, and a pursuit battle will follow.

Song Yi drove the bumper car, weaving between vehicles, cleverly avoiding collisions, and seizing every opportunity, raising his gun in time and making precise counterattacks.

He had no target, but he made enemies. The person who just shot at them was taken care of by him. If the co-pilot had not been lucky and decisive enough to throw his teammates out of the car, he would have jumped into the driver's seat and continued to control the bumper car. Even if he left the scene, there would still be a lot of people who were eliminated.

But now... the surviving co-pilot hated him and kept chasing them. Even though he was not good at long-range attacks, he found new ways to constantly hinder their actions, blocking the road, ramming, and harassing them. This attitude of not wanting to be outdone, coupled with the relentless pursuit, really made Song Yi's blood pressure rise, and the position he aimed at became more and more dangerous. The opponent also seized the opportunity, and once he got close, he decisively drew his sword. Even if Yun Su was there, as long as he found the right angle and attacked the car, it would be a good thing. The two sides started a fierce competition.

The situation ended with gunshots, which did not come from Song Yi, but from a stray bullet passing by. The other party was too focused on Song Yi and ignored what was behind him. But it is not accurate to say it was a "stray bullet". After the other party's body fell, the person behind him was revealed. He was sitting in another car. When he looked at Song Yi, his expression was momentarily surprised, as if he was wondering "how could this be?" for an innocent person. But the next moment, the man raised the muzzle of his gun slightly and gunshots rang out again.

But this time it was not one shot, but two. At the same time, Song Yi also pulled the trigger.

The cheers outside the stadium rose again. The originally tense and exciting game escalated again, and once again returned from the chase to the gun battle. Amid the sounds of weapons clashing and bullets flying, some landed on people, some hit the ground, and some hit the car bodies. The sparks were small, but the damage to the bumper cars was big. After two bumper cars were scrapped in a row, the atmosphere became more and more tense. Someone shouted and suggested that everyone give up hot weapons.

Although he didn't get any approval, someone followed suit and went a step further, saying, "That's right, it's almost over, let's stop fighting, and we can get the reward!"

It immediately caused a burst of boos, coming from outside the stadium, and a few boos came from the surroundings.

After all, Song Yi's troubles were solved, and now he was entangled with the shooter. Both of the shooters were sitting in the driver's seat. Song Yi had no desire to win, but the man was interested and dragged Song Yi into the duel. This kind of nonsensical situation happened all the time. Of course, there were more people who had grudges, and the grudges between them had not yet been understood. At this time, they were fighting separately, and everyone had their own thoughts, which could not be put down with just a few words.

The situation was getting more and more serious, but Song Yi was relieved. He gradually adapted to the intensity of the battle, and his movements became more and more skillful. After getting used to such scenes, he even had a suspicious sense of relief, and his actions were a little relaxed. It was not just because of Yun Su's reaction just now, which made him realize that Yun Su's understanding of "Song Yi" was only at the level of knowing him, but not understanding him personally.

It is also because this game has been a competitive relationship since the beginning. It is a self-selection and one voluntarily puts one's life on the gambling table. To put it more bluntly, everyone who steps onto the battlefield is completely willing to face death. They want to kill others, and they can also be killed by others. Song Yi can fight here without so many burdens.

But to put it more normally, it's "urgent and poor"!

Song Yi thought with some self-mockery that no matter how nice the words sounded, it was nothing more than seeking psychological comfort. When he was thirsty, he had to adapt to life in this chaotic world while maintaining the few "values" he had. It was this childish way that was the most convincing to him.

After intermittent battles, he became more and more accustomed to this way of fighting when he was engaged in intensive and continuous battles. He did not need to save bullets as he had enough in stock. He did not feel bad when the magazine was empty. He did not need to change the model. When he lost the unlimited firepower, he also picked up a new gun and changed guns directly. He was much more generous than his opponents.

But after only three or four minutes, shouting came from the opposite side. It was not as arrogance as before, but rather a kind of frustrated sound. They shouted "RMB players get out". The frequency of shooting decreased, and the accuracy was significantly improved. It was obvious that they had changed their thinking.

Song Yi didn't care. He was a vulnerable child, but Yan Changyue was a krypton man, and the equipment he piled up was indeed expensive. But ever since he learned that "Boss Yan" had a factory, his heartache instantly decreased when he used guns. It's just that he didn't have the right opportunity before. Now that he met an evenly matched opponent, Song Yi also regained the feeling of the shooting game. While driving, he also shot at the opposite side through the traffic. The same operation was done over there.

The two of them became more and more excited as they fought, occasionally hurting others by mistake. Song Yi said "sorry" smoothly, but his hands did not stop moving. The other side went a step further, and if others were affected, they would go all out and attack together. There was no sign of careful calculation at all. Instead, that person's teammate, who was sitting in the co-pilot seat, held his forehead with one hand and sighed.

During one of his sessions, Song Yi heard subtle complaints, which seemed to be about "money", "waste", "loss" and so on. When he wanted to listen carefully, the words were drowned out by the noisy sound.

Breaking out of the siege again, Song Yi became more and more familiar with the lack of rhythm in the battle. He drove the bumper car around and shot at the opponent whenever he could. The rest of the close combat attacks were handed over to Yun Su, who was in the co-pilot. The two of them cooperated better. As time went on, Song Yi was not panicking, but the opponent began to get anxious, constantly closing the distance between them, and the number of attacks also decreased, as if they had difficulty with ammunition.

The same situation also happened to the injured people, and the attacks also went wrong. Some people accidentally hurt others, while others did it on purpose. The situation gradually became chaotic, and another team was eliminated.

Overall, the battle situation was developing in a direction favorable to Song Yi, and the horn sounded at this time.

"30!"

Song Yi just paused, not realizing the meaning, until the next second, the voice of "29" followed closely.

The countdown started.