My human identity was exposed by my evil wife

He pointed at the conductor's sea urchin-like finger.

"That's right..." The person standing next to him was a little nervous, "But it feels risky."

"How good is Jiang Che's, they can get on the bus without paying the fare, no risk, and no one has to sacrifice." Someone whispered.

"What I'm talking about now is also risk-free! No one has to sacrifice, they keep talking about fingers, but there is no limit on who can use their fingers."

He was so excited, looking at the conductor's finger, he felt that this was the best solution.

"Is Jiang Che's really the best solution?" He said with a sneer, "If there is a ticket check midway, or at the terminal, you will die if you don't have a ticket."

"If you ask me, having a ticket is the safest." Looking at the live video, Jiang Che and his team had already started the train.

Seeing this, he immediately stepped forward.

"I am now at the fourth level. I know that fighting the ticket seller will be risky, so I hope that someone with fighting ability can join me to remove his fingers." He rubbed his hands, "Look at his sea urchin-like fingers, isn't that the best solution?"

"Come on, someone with strength, join me to remove his fingers and use them as tickets." He raised his arms and looked at the people in line.

Many people in the crowd cast their eyes at him, but many of them still looked at the live broadcast on their phones without looking up.

This bus to the SSS-level copy Liuxingtan seems to be endless. Until now, Liu Hong, who was the first to get on the bus, is still on the bus.

It is dark outside the bus, but the lights inside the bus are bright.

Like the light of a firefly shining through the window to the outside, you can see some dim scenery around the bus.

It seems to be passing through a forest at the moment. The scenery outside the forest is invisible, and it is even darker in the distance.

Just by watching the live broadcast, everyone felt like they were covered with a cloth bag by a gangster, and their minds were filled with fear of the unknown.

"Hahaha, I've wanted to do this for a long time, but no one has said it!"

"I think so too. I think cutting off the old guy's fingers is the most correct answer."

"Okay, I'm also at level 5. Although it's not high, I want to give it a try."

"Level 5 is here? It seems that the name of the rule dungeon of Liuxingtan is really attractive."

...

Several people stood out from the team, and the people in front did not stop them from cutting in line.

It took a long time to enter the dungeon, and no one would care about this little time.

If possible, they also wanted to see where the bus terminal was.

Someone cutting in line just gave them a chance to take a closer look, which was something they wanted.

At that time, although some people pretended not to care, they still looked at the few people who were about to form a team to enter the dungeon.

"How many people do you plan to go in?" The person in front of the team looked at them curiously.

"Since we have to use force, we can't still have eleven people, right? There are ten seats in total. If you go with eleven people, there will always be one person who can't get on the bus and will be wiped out."

Just as he was talking, the team preparing to force his way in had gathered five people.

"Just five people, too many people might be a burden in a fight." The fourth-level man laughed, "The venue is not big to begin with, there is no room to use fists and feet."

"Besides, if you fail, everyone here is a survivor who has entered the level, at most you will only break one hand, I believe many people can accept it."

The other few who were going to enter with him also smiled.

Then he looked at the people in the same group to see who was the soft persimmon.

...

"Hello, fare." At the ticket office, the weird ticket seller stretched out his hand again.

Countless fingers were moving disobediently, as if each finger had its own thoughts.

The man standing in the front took a deep breath and reached for its fingers without hesitation. With his current strength as a fifth-level survivor, it was easy for ordinary evil spirits to have their fingers plucked off.

But the moment he just lifted the sea urchin-like fingers, he felt many soft fingers grabbing him.

It was a bit inappropriate to say that the fingers were interlocked, but he did have a feeling of interlocking fingers.

Tightly, not loose at all.

A sharp light flashed in the eyes of the ticket seller. From the moment this group of people came in, he felt the murderous intent coming at him.

They were evil spirits, and they were very sensitive to these things.

In addition, they didn't hide their thoughts at all.

Seeing him take action, the people behind him followed suit.

The live broadcast room was already boiling,

[These big brothers are really good, they really go for it when there is something going on! ]

[Is he really dead? ]

[What should we do with the people behind us? ]

[I see that the driver and the bus will refresh like the NPC, so they should refresh this time, right? 】

The people outside were still discussing, while the people inside were already fighting fiercely.

The ticket seller was not strong, and he was suppressed severely in just a few breaths.

The five survivors controlled its body and plucked its fingers without hesitation.

Snap——

In a few seconds, a strange finger appeared on each of the five survivors' hands.

After leaving the ticket seller's hand, these fingers continued to bend and wriggle, as if they were going to return to their original positions.

Looking at the survivor who was no longer attacking, the ticket seller returned to his position silently.

"Haha, I didn't expect it to work."

"The group of people who died before really died in vain."

"So, if the rules don't say anything, you can do it."

"Tickets, here, haha!" The survivors each held a finger and threw the tickets directly to the driver.

Before getting on the bus, they stretched out a hand to the void.

"This thing is not as difficult as imagined."

"Life is easy."

The bus driver just glanced at the fingers in their hands, and then returned to the driving position silently.

The five people found a seat and sat down, and their restless hearts calmed down.

Only when their buttocks sat on the chairs, their hanging hearts were put down.

The sound of the engine started, and the breathing of everyone became stable.

At this time, the first batch of survivors also heard a broadcast.

[The terminal: Liuxingtan, has arrived. ]

128. Chapter 128

128.

"Really good!"

For two consecutive trips, the people in front gave two solutions, one was to evade the ticket, and the other was to pick off the ticket seller's finger.

Those without strength want to go the first way, and those with strength want to go the second way.

People outside the venue have already started to call for team formation.

Compared to evading the ticket, if they are strong enough to pay for the ticket in the future, no one will choose to evade the ticket.

"This can be beaten, what if it can't be beaten?"

"Buy the ticket honestly!"

"I always feel that it's not that simple."

...

While talking, the second team has already rushed in. The people who entered this time are a little weaker, after all, the confident first group got in.

But this time ten people entered, just blocking the seats of ten people.

The ticket seller looked at them walking straight towards him, and immediately knew that their target was him.

Seeing the people coming, he grinned and laughed.

He took off his fingers one by one and handed them in front of him respectfully.

The big mouth and strangely bent fingers, this scene is weird no matter how you look at it.

"What is this? Are you scared?"

"No, this is a bit too scared."

"It feels weird."

...

At this time, Zhou Ang was sitting in his seat. He tried to remember the route, but it was dark outside and he couldn't see the scenery outside the window at all.

"Brother Che, I actually have an idea." Zhou Ang looked at Jiang Che, who was separated from him by an aisle.

"You said that this doesn't limit whose fingers, can we pick off the ticket seller's fingers?"

"He doesn't look strong. If, I mean if, someone is very strong, can we pick his fingers?"

Jiang Che turned his head, "Why do you want to pick his fingers?"

He remembered that Ding Ning told him that the copy they went to this time was not an SSS-level rule copy at all. If so, it means that the rules they talked about all the way here are also false.

People are just confused by the name of Liuxingtan.

If it is not a rule copy, it means it is a free copy.

"If you don't give tickets and something happens midway, you will be kicked off, right?" He looked out the window worriedly. If they were left in this dead place midway, they would have little hope of survival.