The Fourth Quadrant of Online Games

Pu Yiyang subconsciously wanted to look back.

"Don't look back," Xiang Hong clenched his wrist and mouthed, "Be careful to scare the snake."

Pu Yiyang could feel that Xiang Hong was very nervous, and this tension was well hidden, because the man walking half a step ahead of him still kept his back straight and walked steadily, but the fingers clasped around his wrist trembling slightly.

As a commoner who keeps his own law and order most of the time, he has never experienced such battles in reality, and his perception of danger is naturally not as keen as Xiang Hong's, but after all, he is used to being hunted down in the game. Looking at Xiang Hong's reaction, he has a clear understanding of the current situation.

Someone is following them.The rustling noise was well hidden in the sound of the wind and their footsteps. The more it was like this, the more it meant that it could not be an animal, but it could only be a person, and a person with great tracking experience.

Pu Yiyang didn't dare to be negligent, so he cheered up 12 and followed Xiang Hong, trying his best to pretend that he didn't notice the stalker.

The two walked briskly for about 5 minutes, deliberately turned from the relatively wide road to the trail, and then walked forward, the woods became more and more dense, and the road became more and more difficult to walk, just like walking directly between trees. It's like drilling back and forth.The fallen leaves that the boots stepped on were getting thicker, and each foot seemed to be able to sink half of the shoe. It was enough to see that these were places where no one had ever set foot before.

It was very quiet in the woods, as if there were only the footsteps of the two of them, and the rhythmic rustling that could be heard just now was gone.This feeling is very strange. When you know that there is something behind you, but you can't turn your head, and you can't see or hear it, the oppressive feeling in your heart is even stronger, so strong that even Pu Yiyang's back breaks out in cold sweat.

He thought again of the black hand that fell on his back in the subway station.

Will it be the same group of people?

He glanced at the man next to him, the man he suspected not so long ago of killing him.Xiang Hong still didn't stop, but walked faster, and as if he was really afraid that he would not be able to keep up, he still held his hands tightly.

They kept drilling deep into the forest, Pu Yiyang thought that Xiang Hong was trying to get rid of the people behind him, but he didn't expect that guy to stop suddenly.

There is a slope in front of you, and the sound of gurgling water comes from below.The trees in this area grow too densely, and they drilled indiscriminately, and they came to a dead end.

Xiang Hong let go of his hand.

Mr. Xiang looked coldly, and he untied the sleeves of the jacket that bound his wrists.

Pu Yiyang understood at a glance that this guy was going to be tough.

He thought for a few seconds, and suddenly quickly took off his windbreaker, wrapped it in the schoolbag, and threw one piece on the top of the bush.Then he grabbed Xiang Hong and hid the man behind a tree.

Xiang Hong protested: "What are you doing!"

Pu Yiyang tried his best to hold his head down to prevent him from jumping out, and whispered: "This is not a first-mover advantage."

Xiang Hong understood that he wanted to sneak attack, and clicked his tongue: "Wretched."

Pu Yiyang scratched his eyebrows innocently.

He is just used to running away in the game, and he always has to make sure that the enemy is in the dark, so in a hurry, he used the tricks in the game like a conditioned reflex.It's quite ironic to think that he, a good old man in reality, would be disgusted by Xiao Xiang, who was born in the underworld, for not being bright enough.

Fortunately, Xiang Hong listened to him and didn't rush out.

The two leaned shoulder to shoulder, held their breath, and listened to the approaching footsteps.

Xiang Hong stood further out, and his eyes were much better than that of Pu Yiyang who didn't wear glasses. He turned his face slightly, motionless, only his chest was still rising and falling, and the rhythm was accelerating.

The footsteps stopped.

Pu Yiyang's breath was suffocated, and he felt someone grabbed his wrist again, and the man wrote a number on his palm with cold fingers.

one three.

Do you mean three people?

Before he could think about it, he saw that Xiang Hong had already turned around and jumped out.

The golden figure was as fast as a leopard, and before his feet hit the ground, he threw down a person approaching the schoolbag.Mr. Xiang was holding a branch that he had broken off somewhere in his hand, about the thickness of an arm, and he slapped the man's neck hard.

The unlucky ghost let out a cry of pain, and lay on the ground for a while, unable to get up.

The other person was about to step forward, but Xiang Hong stepped aside as if he had eyes behind him, swung the stick in his hand, and knocked hard and fast on the head with the whistling sound of the wind.

Pu Yiyang was greatly shocked by Mr. Xiang's skill. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of another black shadow approaching him, which gave him a sense of urgency.

He is not passing by in the game, he can deal with any enemy with one hand.Let him play fighting games, he is a first-class master, and when he really wants to fight, he will be beaten back to his original shape.

Pu Yiyang himself, like any otaku who loves to play games in his life, does not have much experience in fighting.Fortunately, he has to work for his mother every week, so his health is not bad, and it is hardly considered powerless, but this is going to be a real action scene, and he is still under a lot of pressure.

Fortunately, what he was good at was never fighting, but escaping.

"Brother, don't hit me, I really don't need to be hit," he babbled, playing hide-and-seek around the tree at hand, "Or tell me, are you chasing me anyway?" do what?"

He was jumping up and down, running so fast that even those who were chasing him had to jump up and down.

The man was obviously in a hurry, no matter how he ran, he always followed Pu Yiyang. He was clearly in front of him, but he couldn't catch him no matter what.He was so angry that he couldn't run away, and he just reached out to grab Pu Yiyang's collar.

One hand was completely free, and when he probed back, he happened to grab his outstretched arm.

Pu Yiyang took the guy's hand and gave it a hard tug.It took him more than ten circles to find such an optimal angle, how could the other person avoid it?Hearing only a "boom", the man couldn't brake in time, and was pulled forward, hitting his forehead on the tree trunk in front of him.

"Hey, I'm sorry, the force is a bit stronger." Pu Yiyang poked his head out, stretched his legs to touch the man who was lying on his back, and seeing that the man stopped moving, he said with a little guilt, "I didn't beat him up much in reality." Extraordinary."

During the time he was running around the tree, Mr. Xiang had already cleaned up the other two.

The first of them had already passed out after being hit on the neck, and the other was lying face down on the ground, with one shoulder firmly stepped on by Xiang Hong.

Xiang Hong weighed the branch that was split from the head in his hand, curled his lips in disgust, and threw it away.

He leaned down slightly, with his right elbow resting on his knee, and with his gloved left hand, he grabbed the back collar of the person under him and pulled it down.

Seeing the coin-sized tattoo, Xiang Hong narrowed his eyes and shot two cold lights.

The tattoo was a group of dragon patterns flying through the clouds and fog, and the dragon claws and beards were lifelike, and it was also the pattern he was most familiar with since he was a child.

"Who sent you here?" His voice was extremely cold, as if it had been drained by freezing water in December.

The man snorted.

The toe of the boot that stepped on the man's shoulder was crushed hard, and the human body rubbed against the leaves and dirt underneath, making a few clear clicks, and it was unknown whether it was a branch or a human bone that was broken.

Xiang Hong increased his strength a little.

The man's shoulder sank a few more inches into the mud, and the sides of his body rose and fell, probably because of the severe pain, and his whole body began to tremble.

"How many benefits did Wu Zheng give you, and you just listen to him?" Xiang Hong said with a sneer, "You know who I am, right?"

The man uttered intermittently: "Young...Young Master..."

A smile curled up at the corner of Xiang Hong's mouth, and he spoke very slowly: "Since you know who I am, you should know what I can do, eh?"

The man was already shaking like a cramp. He didn't know whether it was too much pain or too much fear. He muttered for a long time, but he couldn't say any complete sentences.

On the other side, Pu Yiyang settled the buddy who hit the tree, and was about to come out when he heard Xiang Hong's last words.

At this time, the forest was foggy again, and Mr. Xiang's face was sunk in the lingering mist, as pale as a Rakshasa walking out of hell.

Pu Yiyang frowned slightly.

He involuntarily took a step in that person's direction and said, "Should we call the police?"

"Stop," Xiang Hong shouted at him without raising his head, "Don't think I won't touch you."

Pu Yiyang paused, and after a few seconds, he moved forward slowly by an inch.

"You don't like doing that very much, I can see that," he insisted.

Xiang Hong raised his head and stared at him, his eyes were faintly red: "Who do you think you are? Pu Yiyang, why do you think you know me?"

Pu Yiyang choked for a moment.

Yeah, why should he be so self-righteous and say such things to that person?

A few minutes ago, it was fish on that person's chopping board, but now he is meddling in other people's affairs.

He looked at the face of the person a few steps away, and for some reason, his legs refused to listen to the command of his brain, and he insisted on walking in that direction again.

A voice stubbornly said in the back of his mind, look, look at that person's expression, that person is not happy at all for doing such a thing.Not only was he unhappy, the man was angry, sad, and hurt.

He dimly realized that it was not the man on the ground that he wanted to save.

"We have many other ways to solve this matter..." He raised his hands, actively dissolving his defenses as if surrendering, and said in the softest tone, "You don't have to do it yourself, really, it's not worth it .”

Xiang Hong's expression didn't change, but his eyelids trembled slightly.

It was too late to say it, but the man who was under the pressure of Xiang Hong suddenly moved, raised his other arm, and touched his back pocket.

Pu Yiyang stood farther away, didn't see the man's movement, only saw Xiang Hong's expression changed drastically, and he rushed towards him.

He was thrown backwards, and just as he was about to grab a tree trunk indiscriminately, he saw that Xiang Hong couldn't stop the momentum and passed over his head, half of his body would be invisible in a blink of an eye.

Pu Yiyang just woke up, and there was a hillside behind them!

He didn't even think about it, the hand that was about to grab the tree trunk, turned a corner halfway, and firmly grasped the other person's arm.

As a result, it rolled out obliquely.

Fortunately, there is no cliff below, just a small slope a few meters high, and there are not many sharp stones underneath.

The two of them fell so badly that Pu Yiyang lay all over Hong's body, and it took him a while to wake up. He got up embarrassedly and apologized.

Xiang Hong didn't say a word, his face was a little too pale.

Pu Yiyang called him tentatively: "Mr. Xiang?"

After several seconds, Xiang Hong frowned and whispered, "Not dead yet."

He propped himself up and slowly sat up straight. He seemed to want to stand up. He tried several times but failed.

Pu Yiyang noticed something strange about one of his legs, as if he couldn't exert much strength, thinking that he was injured when he fell down just now, so he wanted to bend down to help him.

As a result, he was slapped away.

Xiang Hong looked at him fiercely: "Who wants you to help?"

Pu Yiyang scratched his hair, and asked sincerely, "Then, shall I carry you?"

Xiang Hong's face turned paler with anger: "Go away."

Xiao Xiang's general pride made him stand up on his own, but the process was not easy. Judging from his grinning expression and cold sweat, that leg was obviously seriously injured, and it was considered good without any fractures.

Standing is standing still, that is, we have to go forward, I am afraid that it is impossible.

There were bare and useless tree branches around, and it was difficult to find a crutch, so Pu Yiyang stretched out his hand silently.

"The people above don't know whether to leave or not." He tried to find a reason for Xiang Hong, "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time."

Xiang Hong bit his alveolar bone, and then the boss reluctantly stretched out a hand.

Pu Yiyang put that noble arm around his neck.

After a while, Xiang Hong said in a low voice, "I thought that man was going to shoot."

Pu Yiyang turned his head to look at his side face, thought for a while, this is probably an explanation for the action just now.

After all, he had the upper hand, and no one would take him to jump down a slope to escape at the cost of a leg.

He chuckled and said, "Then I have to thank Mr. Xiang for saving his life first."

Xiang Hong snorted and turned his head further away.

Pu Yiyang looked up at the top of the hillside: "Too bad, the bag is still on top."

The schoolbag was put on the bushes as bait, and after a fierce fight just now, no one remembered to fish it back.

Pu Yiyang guessed that the bag contained water, food, and some tools for survival in the wild, all of which were necessary for them to stay in the woods for a long time.

Turn back to get it?

Not to mention that the hillside is so bare that it is inconvenient to climb, even if they really climbed up, are they sure that the group of unknown stalkers have left?

Pu Yiyang still didn't dare to take this risk.

He is used to playing games, and he understands that the current situation is as if he has no equipment. It is too difficult to continue, and the most cost-effective choice is to quit quickly.

Thinking of this, Pu Yiyang quickly touched all the pockets on his body, but he couldn't find his mobile phone, so he remembered that his mobile phone might have been left on Xiang Hong's car.

He had no choice but to put on a smiling face, and looked at Xiang Hong expectantly: "Boss Xiang, do you have your cell phone with you? Do you want to call your subordinates so that they can pick you up?"

Xiang Hong glanced at the top of the hill, showing the same sad eyes as him.

It appears to be in the bag.

The key props could not be obtained, and Pu Yiyang felt that the difficulty of the task was skyrocketing.

He had no choice but to hold his last hope and said, "Then...you know how to get out?"

Xiang Hong gave him a disdainful look, as if saying "nonsense", poked his shoulder vigorously, and pointed in a certain direction.

Resigned to his fate, Pu Yiyang acted as Mr. Xiang's temporary car, picked up Xiang Hong, and walked into the woods.