midnight ten

Bad air, scorching wind, weird dungeon, strange organization.All of these seem to be far away from Yu Fei.

All he knew was that Li Zhan was dead.

The brother who broke through all the previous levels with him, just disappeared.When he was having supper last night, he was still bragging to him...

"Li Zhan, I will definitely pass all the checkpoints at the fastest speed, you just follow Brother Fei."

"Haha, then I have to grab your wings tightly."

"Speaking of which, I have no choice but to stay, why don't you leave?"

"curious."

"what?"

"Why is there this barrier world, and why did you choose us?"

"..."

"Yu Fei, believe me, nothing can appear out of thin air, there must be a reason behind it."

"Damn, you crazy, if you can pass the checkpoint, you will be Amitabha, you still want to do research?!"

"Are you praising me?"

"No, I'm worshiping the god of learning."

At that time, Li Zhan smiled and stopped talking.

He is always like this, without arguing or refuting, just working hard silently, and then teaching you to be a man with facts.

"This is the dungeon, you are investigating, you don't mean what you say..." Yu Fei clenched his hands on the ground, his knuckles turned white, and he couldn't restrain himself from trembling.

Tears fell into the soil and splashed fine sand.

"Want to take revenge?" A voice suddenly came from the side, low but clear.

Yu Fei turned his head suddenly, it was a man wearing a black mask, his body tensed defensively: "Who are you?"

"Like you, someone who lost his partner in the elevator."

"how do you know……"

"If not, you should stand with those people now and look ahead instead of turning around and smashing the elevator door." The man squatted down and looked at him, "But you can't go back, all you can do is accept , there is only revenge."

"What should I do?" Yu Fei's voice sank.

"Find out this ghostly place, and then destroy it." The man only showed a pair of eyes, but there was a firm enough light shining there.

Lu Jue is still talking eloquently. Compared with Shark's general style of drawing big cakes, he is much more meticulous and pragmatic.

"Basic accommodation, food distribution, daily use, and simple medical care, these are the guarantees that the white team can provide. Of course, the more important thing is to break through the barriers, the difference between individual and organized barriers, safety and success rate, I don't need to say too much Tell me..."

Needless to say, because no one will listen.

Fan Peiyang, Tang Lin, and Zheng Luozhu turned their heads together at this moment, watching Yu Fei and a strange masked man drift away.

The shark saw it too, and yelled in displeasure: "Every time I sneak around, do you dare to rob people openly—"

The words must have passed, but the man in the mask didn't respond at all, took Yu Fei around and disappeared into a certain alley.

"Don't worry about them," Lu Jue drew back the attention of the three of them, "A group of Frankensteins are only fooling those whose mentality has collapsed, let's continue..."

Before they finished speaking, Fan Peiyang and Tang Lin raised their hands together and made a standard "no" gesture.

Fan Peiyang: "I'm not used to being led."

Tang Lin: "I'm not used to being led."

The sound is more organized than the action.

Lu Jue: "..."

shark:"……"

The conversation came to an undeniable end.

Zheng Luozhu suddenly felt sorry for the two employees who recruited new employees for the organization.

"Let's go too." After saying this, Fan Boss turned around cleanly.

Tang Lin didn't even say a word, and walked more gracefully than him.

Zheng Luozhu hurriedly followed.

The shark watched quietly, and said sincerely, "I want to beat them both."

"I don't need you," Lu Jue looked in a certain direction, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "Someone is already ready to move."

The shark followed his gaze, and at the alley where the three had just passed, several black figures were staring at their backs, waiting for an opportunity to move.

"Hey, it would be nice to just choose us step by step," Shark sighed, "I promise you will be safe all the way."

Lu Jue had a half-smile, "One has to suffer a lot before he knows how much he weighs."

The deeper the road goes, the dimmer the lights are. From time to time, there are down-and-out passers-by on both sides, whose eyes are so slack that you can't tell whether he is staring at you or not.

Zheng Luozhu felt uncomfortable all over, and even felt that the air was getting sticky.

He carried the travel bag onto his shoulder with all his strength, and walked beside Fan Peiyang: "Boss, where are we going next?"

Fan Peiyang: "Find a place to stay first."

Tang Lin looked at the dilapidated houses on both sides of the road. Either the doors were locked tightly, and the obvious sign of refusal was close to directly hanging the "Do Not Disturb" sign; Going up the hole and seeing the back street directly, it is really difficult for people to live.

Fan Peiyang's arm suddenly turned sideways, preventing him from going any further.

Tang Lin paused, and saw Fan Peiyang turn back: "Come out."

There were three men hiding in the shadows at the corner of the alley, one was wearing a torn T-shirt, the other was wearing an old man's shirt, and the other was chubby and shirtless.

The three wanted to sneak attack, but they didn't expect Fan Peiyang to be so keen.

"Listen to me later." The torn T-shirt lowered its head and the two heads below urged.

The old man and the chubby nodded together: "Don't worry, big brother."

After speaking, the torn T-shirt led the two younger brothers, swaggered out of the alley, exposed to the dim light.

"We only want things that don't hurt our lives," the torn T-shirt stood four or five meters away from the three of them, expressing their position quite morally, "Put down the travel bag, let's go."

Fan Peiyang, Tang Lin, and Zheng Luozhu each had a travel bag full of stuff.

The old man in the shirt and chubby stared at those bags with eyes shining.

"Impossible." Fan Peiyang's refusal left no room.

The boss is concise and to the point, Zheng Luozhu can't do it, he has to speak righteously: "Where do you come out with three heads of rotten garlic, you don't even have a decent dress, and you still want to rob like others?"

I don't know which word pierced my heart, and the three of them changed their faces in an instant.

The torn T-shirt sneered: "Since you don't want to leave, then don't leave." He gave Chubby a wink, "Third brother, get rid of them!"

He was so chubby that he immediately concentrated and stared at them closely.

Zheng Luozhu's heart shuddered, no, this is to use stationery!

But it was too late, thorn bushes grew rapidly on the ground under their feet, locking their ankles firmly, and the thorns would hurt their flesh with a slight movement.

Tang Lin next to him squatted down.

Zheng Luozhu thought he was in pain, and turned his head, only to find that Mr. Tang, who saw the stationery for the second time, was squatting there with his head down and observing carefully, his eyes full of concentration in academic research.

Immediately afterwards, his boss also squatted down, and the one-person research immediately turned into a two-person team.

"This stationery doesn't seem to be as strong as the one Zhang Quan used in the elevator," Tang Lin pondered, "Is it easy to solve..."

Fan Peiyang stretched out his hand and pinched the bramble: "It should be able to cut it off with a knife."

Tang Lin: "Will it regenerate if you cut it off?"

Fan Peiyang: "Yes. If you want to solve it once and for all, you can only solve the stationery users."

Tang Lin: "You said that you can use attacks to distract users, and you can no longer continue to manipulate stationery."

Fan Peiyang: "Or let him be injured directly. Once the mental power is weak, he will lose control of stationery."

Tang Lin: "There are quite a few ways."

Fan Peiyang: "Just explore slowly."

Zheng Luozhu: "..."

Chubby: "..."

Old shirt: "..."

"Damn, where are you two teaching live?!" The torn T-shirt was going crazy, "Second, hold their hands too!"

The old man shivered, and finally regained his senses from the small class on using stationery, held his breath, and furrowed his thick eyebrows.

A black rope flew over from the sky, binding the wrists of the three of them tightly together.

Zheng Luozhu was about to die of aggrieved, if the pencil case hadn't been emptied, why would they have been beaten so passively.

And when you broke through the level before, there would be reminders in your ears about what stationery the other party used for you, but in the dungeon, this reminder disappeared, and he didn't even know what stationery the other party used on them. Let alone counterattack.

Seeing that their feet and hands were restrained, the robber trio finally stepped forward.

Fan Peiyang was displeased with the broken T-shirt, so he abruptly snatched the travel bag from him, the remaining old man snatched Tang Lin, and the chubby one snatched Zheng Luozhu. In the blink of an eye, the three travel bags changed hands.

The torn T-shirt weighed proudly: "Hey, it's quite heavy."

"Remember, don't be so arrogant next time." He casually patted Fan Peiyang's overcoat, his ripped T-shirt carrying his travel bag, turned around and left happily, the T-shirt dangled back and forth as he walked, revealing a dagger at his waist from time to time.

Fan Peiyang remained calm, staring at the dagger.

When he was just attacked, he discovered that no matter whether it was an old man or a chubby man, they didn't move their arms when using stationery, which meant that they could activate stationery directly with their thoughts.

If they can, they can too.

The torn T-shirt has gone a long way, but the dagger at the waist remains motionless.

Fan Peiyang's forehead began to sweat. He changed his target decisively and stared at the travel bag in the hand of the T-shirt.

Soon, the zipper pull of the travel bag shook slightly.

Fan Peiyang continued to work hard and almost focused all his attention there.

The zipper head began to move, and slowly, unnoticed, the zipper of the travel bag was unzipped.

To maintain the stationery effect of thorns and black ropes, the old man and the chubby could only face Fan Peiyang and the others, step back a little, and the speed would naturally be slow.

The torn T-shirt walked a long way, only to think of stopping to wait for the little brother, and inadvertently lowered his head, only to find that the zipper of the travel bag was half open.

He was a little puzzled, he didn't remember that the zipper was open when he grabbed the bag just now.

Just as he was wondering, a green leather can suddenly flew out along the opened zipper, straight through the T-shirt.

The torn T-shirt didn't have time to dodge, but the can didn't hit him, but flew out along his face.

Two or three seconds later, the can flew back again, and this time it finally landed on the forehead of the torn T-shirt.

That heavy can is like a small steel cannon, and the effect of being hit by a brick is on the head.

The torn T-shirt was in a daze for a long time, and finally came to his senses, turning back while clutching his forehead.

Fan Peiyang stared at him with a calm expression.

The broken T-shirt gritted its teeth: "I underestimated you, the stationery tree is very skillful..."

Following his final sound, countless sharp weapons suddenly appeared in midair, including daggers and short swords, all aimed at Fan Peiyang and the three of them.

Zheng Luozhu's breathing was stagnant, and he wanted to touch his arm, but his hand was tied.When I was about to go mad with anxiety, the only permanent stationery on my stationery tree suddenly appeared in my mind [a single piece of iron].

Zheng Luozhu was stunned, and when he thought about the movement of the three men in the torn T-shirts, they suddenly understood.

The sharp weapon in midair began to vibrate slightly.

Zheng Luozhu held his breath and concentrated all his attention!

The sharp blades were sent out, swooping down like a rain of swords.

An iron plate appeared in time and blocked the heads of the three of them.

"Dang lang—dang lang—dang lang—"

"Plop flop flop—"

Swords swarmed down, but only a few were pierced with iron plates, and most of them were deflected a thousand miles away and hit the ground.

Even so, the iron plate was still pierced with some pits, and a dagger pierced through the iron plate, exposing a bit of the blade tip.

Zheng Luozhu looked up at the iron plate with serious eyes.Not enough, as a defensive stationery, this effect is far from enough.But it’s not all about stationery, it’s more about control. Even if [Monolithic] is not a powerful defensive stationery, he still can’t exert its 100% power. He can clearly feel the control of his mind The jerky and powerless, I am afraid this needs to be practiced.

Fan Peiyang did not give the opponent a second chance to attack.

Just when Zheng Luozhu was thinking, his eyes sank. The canned food from before flew up again, the speed and strength were a bit stronger than before, and it was an indiscriminate attack around the torn T-shirt, the old man and the chubby, but The accuracy is still very low, ten hits, two or three hits, but enough to make their heads buzz.

The three of them wanted to grab the cans, but they couldn't catch them at all. After being smashed one after another, it didn't take long for them to be completely confused.

Once they were trapped, they could no longer control the stationery, and "thorns", "swords" and "black ropes" disappeared one after another.

It doesn't mean the canned food has stopped.

The three dodged with their heads in their arms, howling one after another.

"Big Brother, you are Big Brother—"

"Can't we stop packing—"

"What the hell kind of stationery is this--"

"Boss..." The robber yelled so badly that Zheng Luozhu couldn't bear it.

Fan Peiyang stopped controlling the stationery and breathed a sigh of relief.

Tang Lin saw the sweat on the tip of his nose, startled slightly, and asked in a voice that only each other could hear: "It's hard to manipulate the stationery tree?"

Fan Peiyang whispered: "It is more difficult to control than ordinary stationery. If you want to exert 100% effect, you have to practice."

Finally freed from the canned nightmare, the three of them sat on the ground panting.

Zheng Luozhu quickly took back all his travel bags.

Tang Lin came to the broken T-shirt: "Why grab something?"

The torn T-shirt covered his head and stood up, and found that he was still a dwarf. He was extremely depressed: "Hungry! I have nothing to eat for two fucking days. If it wasn't for being crazy hungry, who would do this!"

Tang Rin: "I see that you are very skilled at what you do."

Torn T-shirt: "We, we were rehearsing in advance, fully prepared!"

Tang Lin: "It's quite sufficient, killing and robbing a dragon."

The torn T-shirt died unjustly: "Who wants to kill you, those knives and swords just now were just scaring and scaring, did you poke the ground without seeing it!"

Tang Lin: "A few of them are tied with iron plates."

The torn T-shirt wants to cry but has no tears: "Try to use stationery after being hungry for two days. If you pierce it, you will be biased."

Tang Lin pondered for a moment: "We can share some of the food with you."

"Are you serious?" The torn T-shirt stared in disbelief. It was the first time that he took a serious look at Tang Lin, and found that he was the most handsome of the three, and he was not as cold and oppressive as the canned one. Feeling, and not as ruffian as the steel plate, it is calm and comfortable, gentle and elegant.

"Really." Tang Lin nodded, "Where do you live?"

The torn T-shirt didn't react for a while: "Huh?"

Tang Lin was not in a hurry to explain, but turned to look at Fan Peiyang first.

Fan Peiyang has been looking at him, his eyes are directly on.Tang Lin looked inquiringly, Fan Peiyang understood and nodded to him.

Zheng Luozhu was slow, but he understood, and immediately joined in, nodding his head like a pounding garlic.

Tang Lin was amused by his reaction, his face was not obvious, but the smile clearly flashed across his eyes.

Zheng Luozhu blinked blankly, and suddenly felt that Tang Lin should smile more, not the gentle and gentle smile he had seen in the ward, but this kind of smile that was a little light, a little cold, but sincere.

very beautiful.

"Where do you live?" Looking at the torn T-shirt again, Tang Lin asked again.

The torn T-shirt hesitated.

Tang Lin was persuasive: "Of course you have to find a comfortable place to eat."

The torn T-shirt hurriedly shook his head: "No need, just give us something to eat here."

Tang Lin was a little embarrassed, and her voice softened inexplicably: "But there's nothing here to open cans."

"..." The torn T-shirt swears, he was threatened.

"That's it." Tang Lin patted him on the shoulder, "We take care of you, and you take care of us."

Fan Peiyang took his hand off the shoulder of the torn T-shirt, turned his head to the silly chubby old man and said, "Lead the way."

The roar of the machine stopped, which meant that it was night in the dungeon.

The two groups of Baizu and Bubugaosheng who failed to accept Xin were still in place, watching the whole battle from a distance, until they watched the six figures disappear into the depths of the narrow alley.

"Why do I feel that the three robbers are more like being robbed." Shark rubbed his ears, as if he could still hear the wailing under the can.

Lu Jue looked at the direction they were leaving, and his face no longer had the previous enthusiasm: "If they insist on going it alone, I'm afraid they will become difficult opponents."

The shark squinted at him: "Aren't you going to do that again, destroy it if you don't get it?"

Lu Jue pushed his glasses and smiled: "The seedlings will not be pulled out, and they will grow into trees. It will take a lot of effort to cut them down."

Shark rubbed his thick flowery arms and felt a chill: "Your white team are really bad guys."