The Trial Game of Life

The guests of the izakaya left one after another, leaving only Tang Cuo, Jin Cheng and Chi Yan in the shop.

The proprietress brought tempura to Tang Cuo, and glared at Jin Cheng, "Look at you, you drove all my guests away."

Jin Cheng shrugged, "Perhaps they think you are not good at craftsmanship."

"The price of food has increased today, so I charge double."

"Tsk."

Jin Cheng finally paid the price for his cheap mouth. If he dared to say no, the proprietress' sushi knife might be stuck in his head.

It was the first time that Chi Yan saw the big guy deflated, and found it extremely novel, and he couldn't wait to ask Jin Cheng about it when he got out of the izakaya.Jin Cheng glanced at him, "You have no chance."

"That's not what I meant!"

"Oh."

In the end, Jin Cheng still wentssip for them, because he felt that if he didn't tell, his innocence would be lost.What happened to Tang Cuo's little bastard's eyes?

"The proprietress used to be the lover of the black hat, but they have already broken up, so don't mention it in front of her. The gossip of Evernight City can only be read if you want to die."

Chi Yan touched his neck and felt that if he hadn't met these two big men, he wouldn't have heard this level of gossip.And after observing these few days, he deeply felt that his strength was too low.It's like a low-level trumpet playing non-stop, even in online games, it will end sooner or later, let alone in Evernight City.

While he was struggling, Jin Cheng spoke first, "You go back to East Cross Street first, so that everyone who wants to survive should not come out."

Chi Yan: "Huh?"

Jin Cheng: "You are too weak."

Chi Yan: "Oh."

Chi Yan was crying, and the green scene was once very refreshing, but he was still very obedient, so he went as soon as he was asked, without talking nonsense.

Tang Cuo waited for him to leave before asking Jin Cheng, "Did you tell the story of the twelve movements on purpose in front of other guests just now?"

Jin Cheng: "The matter of the twelve movements is not a secret among high-end players, and everyone knows what they should know. But for ordinary players, it is a bit difficult."

Tang Cuo: "Do you want to use it in Area F?"

"Nothing can be hidden from you."

"Award."

Jin Cheng put his hands in the pockets of his overalls, and walked unhurriedly towards Area F, his expression was loose but when he looked carefully, he hid a rare solemnity, "I got the eleventh movement, the larger the number, the more important the movement is." The smaller the effect, the smaller the scope the rules can cover. The legendary number one is called the Golden Movement, and it is said that it can affect the entire Evernight City, but no one has seen it until now."

Tang Cuo listened, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that Jin Cheng's punishment back to Area F might have been done on purpose.

Ahead is the area where Cheng Ke was originally located, and it is also the most chaotic place in Area F today.This time Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng didn't detour, they walked over generously, and wrote four words from head to toe - awesome boom boom.

Who could fail to notice them?

Everyone noticed.

"The Twelve Movement is an item that drops upon death, so you have to follow me closely. If I die, you can still pick it up." Jin Cheng said.

"Won't they continue to kill me?" Tang Cuo asked.

"We're going to die together."

"I reject."

The two of them just walked and chatted leisurely, and stopped at the street station as they walked, just watching without moving.I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring at them secretly, and the two groups of people who were about to fight in front of them stopped cautiously because of their arrival, and stopped without embarrassment or embarrassment.

Jin Cheng was not satisfied: "Why don't you fight anymore?"

Tang Cuo: "You scared them."

They sat down at the station, Jin Cheng crossed his legs, and Tang Cuo began to study the fare.Eternal Night City's public transportation system is very distinctive. There are all kinds of transportation from bicycles to trams to magic trains, but I haven't seen one in half a day, and the fees are extremely high.

He suddenly remembered those luxury sports cars ordered by express delivery, and wondered if he could drive them.

The people in front still didn't fight in the end, and the whole street where Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng were located fell into a strange peace.The two waited for a while, and an old Shanghai-style tram drove over.

The tram operator was a crew-cut man in uniform. He was taken aback when he saw them, as if he didn't expect that there were still people riding here at this time.

"To East Cross Street, how much?"

"20, or a quarter of a point."

It was too dark, so dark that Tang Cuo didn't even bother to talk to him.Jin Cheng was rich and powerful, so he paid the money for the two of them directly and walked to the car.

But just as he stepped into the car door with one foot, an attack suddenly fell from the sky.Jin Cheng dodged quickly, leaned his back on the carriage, and looked up in a certain direction.

Tang Cuo's eyes narrowed slightly: "Sniper rifle."

"Go." Jin Cheng grabbed Tang Cuo's arm, and the two quickly hid in the car.Glancing over the tram operator from the corner of the eye, Jin Cheng's voice was cold and harsh: "Drive."

Only then did the tramman react.It was probably the first time he had encountered such a scene in his career for so many years, and there was a little excitement in his expression.

"Ding dong, ding dong——" the tram started again.

Tang Cuo opened the car window, and the evening breeze blew in, mixed with a faint smell of blood.The streets of Heishi were silent, and the street lamps elongated the shadow of the tram, like a long monster.

"Bang!" The second shot came, coming in through the open window, chipping away half the seat.Tang Cuo looked at the scorched black section and guessed that some kind of force should also be attached to the bullet.

Just like Jin Cheng's arrow.

"Did you see where he is?" Jin Cheng asked.

"We changed positions." Tang Cuo had done sniper training with Jin Cheng before. Jin Cheng was a sniper and he was an observer.At this time, he didn't have the telescope in his hand, but Jin Cheng picked up the bow.

The bow is a bit like a sniper rifle or a missile.

"Can you do a location attack?"

"Positioning arrows are expensive."

It means that it is a bit worthless to use here.

Tang Cuo just asked casually. At this time, the sniper hiding in the dark fired a third shot, but of course it still missed.Jin Cheng was dissatisfied, "Just arrange for one to kill me? Which bastard beats me down like this?"

He walked from the front to the rear of the car, glanced around, and saw a gramophone behind the last seat in the rear.He put down the needle with great interest, and the singing voice flowed out with the slow rotation of the record.

"The south wind brings coolness,

The nightingale sings softly,

The flowers under the moon fall into dreams,

Only the evening scent,

exuding fragrance..."

"Evening Fragrance", Teresa Teng.

Tang Cuo glanced at him—are you sick?

Jin Cheng raised his eyebrows - isn't this very good.

Tang Cuo didn't want to talk to him, he wanted to get out of the car.What crime did he do to be hunted down with him in the BGM of "Evening Fragrance", before the song was half-sung, an attack was like a comet, dragging its long tail and hitting the train, shining brightly.

The comet was reflected in Jin Cheng's eyes, and his eyes shone brightly.He raised his hand to hook the car window, turned over and climbed onto the roof, bending his bow and shooting arrows at the limit speed.

"Boom!" The metal arrow hit the comet before the attack arrived, and the starlight exploded, turning into strong fluctuations and spreading in mid-air, shaking the entire tram.

Tang Cuo leaned out of the carriage to look, and the exploding starlight was like a gorgeous firework.

"Evening primrose I sing for you,

Evening Lily, I think about you.

Ah, I sing for you,

I think about you.

la la la la..."

The tram operator is probably a fan of Teresa Teng, that's why she has her records in the car, and even sings along while racing.Tang Cuo seemed to be a poor little boy who got on a pirate ship by mistake, and had no place to stay in the singing.

"Sit still, turn ahead." The tramman reminded at the right time, beating the steering wheel in his hand, beating him to death, frantically beating him to death.The tram made a standard ninety-degree sharp turn, and the sound of clanging and clanging sounded like waves crashing on the shore.

Tang Cuo has not figured out how this tram works until now. He looks similar to a tram, but it has no tracks.

Forget it.

Tang Cuo took out the revolver, raised his hand and shot twice at the side of the street.A man who was about to rush out of a dark alley was hit and fell to the ground clutching his bleeding stomach.

As a result, one fell, and another group rushed out of it.

Tang Cuo retreated decisively, picked up the mop on the car and poked the roof of the car, "Hurry up."

Jin Cheng opened the sunroof of the car, "What's your opinion on me?"

"Then give me a few mines."

"Why are you so uncute?"

Tang Cuo raised his hand to poke him with a mop, so Jin Cheng threw a few poke balls down for him.This elf ball is very similar to Wen Xiaoming's choking egg. Tang Cuo looked it up carefully, and sure enough, he saw the words poweredby10086 at the bottom.

"It's called a popping egg, it's not a choking egg, it works." Jin Cheng said.When he gave Tang Cuo's ring to Wen Xiaoming, he took it from Wen Xiaoming.

What the hell kind of naming style is this?

Tang Cuo waved his hands out of the window expressionlessly, and there was a popping egg. The popping egg smashed into the crowd, opened like a pixie ball and sprayed white smoke from the middle. The next second, "Bang—"

The deafening explosion knocked the attackers off their feet.

Alright, Tang Cuo accepts the name Bobodan.He tried it, and the Explosive Egg can also be put into the equipment column. It should be one of the more successful weapons developed by Wen Xiaoming.

The tram drove all the way, the music fluttered all the way, and the popping eggs kept exploding on both sides of the road, and the smoke that spewed out was actually colorful.White ones, red ones, yellow ones, green ones, one after another are like flowers blooming from powder.

Tang Cuo didn't know that Wen Xiaoming had such an artistic talent.

Suddenly, the tram shook, and the shaking tended to become more violent.

Tang Cuo frowned slightly, and strode to the rear of the car to look out through the window, only to see that the Black Stone Street suddenly began to twist and crack from the middle, as if something was about to break through the ground.

He didn't know him, but Jin Cheng recognized him, and there was a hint of sneer at the corner of his mouth when he bent his bow, "The puppet master has already been used, so I'm afraid I really can't tell who it is?"

At the same time, the central area, the game hall, was full of voices.

"Sure enough, we fought!"

"Can they really succeed this time?"

"The opposite is the one with the number one blacklist. There are so many people in Area A who are no match for him. Even if he falls back to Area F, his strength is still there..."

"Damn it's so exciting, I just met someone coming from Area F, and the whole street exploded!"

"..."

As we talked, the topic turned to the twelve movements.

"Then why is the twelve movements really so awesome?"

"The Supreme Movement of Eternal Night City, that is the same thing as the Declaration of Independence! Don't underestimate that piece of paper. I heard that someone got the third movement and the fifth movement about a hundred years ago. The two chapters are on the same page. In my hands, the entire Eternal Night City almost turned into hell!"

"Hiss, so scary?"

"Isn't Eternal Night City originally a hell? What's the difference?"

Immediately, someone sneered, "That's nothing, you may still be able to survive by doing missions and dungeons. It's not a problem of survival in the hands of that person. I heard that all missions in the entire F to C area became mandatory missions, and It’s a seamless connection, you can’t see any living people walking on the street, because they’re all in the dungeon, and few of them can come back alive.”

When this was said, some people were terrified, while others expressed doubts.Evernight City will never show you its history, and there are very few written records handed down. No one knows whether what this person said is true or not.

Wen Xiaoming wore a hat and disguised himself as he walked through the crowd, with a lollipop in his mouth, eating while paying attention to the movements around him.

In fact, it has been more than half a year since the boss got the twelve movements, and he deliberately concealed it, but he still didn't hide it.The current situation is good or bad, and it is difficult to weigh the pros and cons.Wen Xiaoming couldn't think about such a complicated matter, he even thought about asking the boss to sell the movement to the black hat, but the boss refused.

The lollipop was chewed to pieces with two "clicks", Wen Xiaoming sat in the corner with the candy stick in his mouth, took out a palm-sized gadget that looked like a whack-a-mole machine, and started tinkering.

After a while, Tang Cuo's name also began to appear in the game hall.

K27216, Tang Cuo, No.3 from the bottom of Mr. Crow's blacklist.Because of the copy of "Returning on a Snowy Night", he is finally not the tail of the crane.

"Fuck! Are all newcomers this aggressive?"

"Don't you look at who brought it out, I heard the rumor from the Ruby Tavern that this 27216 is No.1's apprentice..."

"Can't they go to Area A? I dare not go back to Area F now!"

"Blow it up, blow it up, blow it up again!"

In the blink of an eye, several people rushed in from the outside in a hurry, and one of them shouted at the top of his voice before he could catch his breath: "They knocked down the bronze statue of Mr. Crow!"

The audience gasped, and the sound of "fuck" kept coming and going.

Area F is very lively.

Mr. Crow got out of nowhere, stood on the smashed bronze statue and jumped, the hair on the top of his head was about to fall off in anger, "You group of hateful, ignorant, killing players! I'm dying! I'm mad at me!! I'm mad at me!!!"

The speeding tram was already halfway back to East Cross Street.

What came out of the ground earlier was a giant puppet python, but its owner was hiding in a dark place, making it hard to find.Eternal Night City has several special battle methods, and puppet masters are one of them. They are not strong in themselves, and they are not eye-catching among the crowd, but the puppets they can manipulate are very powerful.

Puppets are trap items, basically obtained in dungeons, and extremely difficult to obtain, so most of the puppet masters die before they grow up, but as long as one in a thousand can succeed, then this person must be very powerful.

Jin Cheng shot seven arrows at the giant python, dislodging its joints.The giant python lost its mobility, and its huge body slammed heavily on the buildings on the street, which smashed the bronze statue of Mr. Crow.

It's also his fault that he is too smug, it's not good to erect the bronze statue, he insists on erecting it at the crossroads.

The graceful singing is still floating.

Half of the roof of the tram has been smashed, like a pile of broken copper and iron, which has a special flavor.Tang Cuo clenched the gun in his hand and leaned against the wall of the car that was still in good condition, wiping away a trace of blood on his face.

Jin Cheng jumped off the roof and patted the tramman on the shoulder, "Brother, take a detour."

The tramman turned around, "Detour to add money, half a kilometer."

Black, is really black, worthy of being a civil servant in Evernight City.