Be a boss in an escape game

Rong Zheng rummaged through the props for a long time before he saw a motorcycle in the corner. He straddled up on it with his long legs and saw that the key was well inserted in the keyhole. He glanced at the fuel gauge. It's a little dangerous, Rong Zheng doesn't want to experience the result of driving halfway out of gas.

It seems to control the amount used.

When I came in, I didn't see any landslides or rings on the stage, and I didn't know how to fly when I was waiting to go on stage.However, the motorcycle body is lighter, at least the problem of flying should not be too big.

While lowering his head to study, Chapman came over with a dark face, grabbed Rong Zheng's arm, and Rong Zheng looked up at him.

"You said you would help me, what should I do?" Chapman looked anxious, holding a wooden sign in his hand.

Rong Zheng glanced at it, and the words [11 Flywheel] were clearly written on it.

One of the rosters in the circus is called the Flywheel, but the more accurate name is the Flywheel of Death.The flywheel looks like a small Ferris wheel, but there are only three 'boxes', and those three are just ordinary rings. The performer needs to roll in and out of the ring when the flywheel is spinning, from the inside of the wheel to the outside of the wheel , and even step on the wheels to run fast, all in order not to fall.

The flywheel is more than ten meters high, and the stage floor is made of concrete. Once it falls, you will be disabled even if you don't die.Not to mention non-professionals, even professionals have to take great risks when performing flywheels.Only the dangerous performance of the trapeze can compare with it, and they all fell to the ground and died in high school.

Chapman had obviously seen acrobatics, at least he knew what a flywheel was, and he didn't want to stand on it at all.

"Are you sure you want to do it?" Rong Zheng whispered, "I can't guarantee a [-]% success rate."

"At least there's a chance of success, right?" Chapman whispered. "Damn it, just don't let me get on this flywheel."

"No, you have to go up." Rong Zheng said coldly, "You won't die if you stand on the inside of the wheel. You just need to maintain a good rhythm. The plan requires performance, but how to perform is your business."

Chapman's eyes widened: "If I accidentally fall from it..."

"I don't care." Rong Zheng said, "I'm number 17, at least you have to wait for me to go up."

"It's been an hour since you got up!"

Rong Zheng sighed. He looked around at the prisoners who were looking for performance props, waved to Chapman, and whispered a few words to him. Chapman looked at him suspiciously: "Will this work?"

"I don't know, you can try."

Chapman clicked his tongue, turned around and walked among the other prisoners, glanced at the wooden signs in their hands from time to time, and then saw a man who was slender than McPhail, holding [13 Horsemanship] The sign, stepped forward and grabbed his arm and threatened: "Give me the sign."

David, who was suddenly grabbed by the prisoner NPC, looked up at him without showing a trace of fear: "What if I say no?"

In the corner, Rong Zheng was sitting on the motorcycle, watching the show with his hands folded.

"Then I'll kill you right now," Chapman said threateningly in a low voice.

The corner of David's mouth twitched slightly, and he squeezed Chapman's wrist tightly with his hands. Under the surprised expression of the other party, he twisted it hard, and Chapman immediately screamed in pain.

"Do you think I'm a soft persimmon?" David said coldly, "Unfortunately, I have practiced."

Rong Zheng didn't intend to intervene, he glanced at David's physique, recalling the other's actions just now, have you practiced?Maybe it has been practiced, but to be able to use such a large amount of strength, it must have been strengthened with cards.

As a player, David certainly couldn't just kill Chapman directly, and he wasn't interested in wasting his energy on an NPC. Wei was in a bad mood.

A man with black hair and black eyes came over and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." David said, letting go of his hand.

Chapman took the opportunity to slip away and wanted to find other targets. However, because of his actions just now, he was noticed by everyone. The prisoners immediately gathered together according to the name of the performance on the wooden sign in his hand. Chapman walked around and threatened Quite a few people got nothing, instead, the two who got the [Flywheel] like him came up to discuss cooperation, Chapman left angrily, continued to meet Rong Zheng in the corner, and then saw Rong Zheng standing next to him. With a tall and thin man.

"Who is he?" Chapman asked gruffly. He was in a bad mood now, and his tone of voice was a bit bad.

The tall and thin man looked at Chapman, and finally determined that this person was an NPC, so he looked away and didn't bother to talk to him.

"Marion." Rong Zheng introduced with a smile, "Like me, he got the motorcycle speed show, ranked one behind me. Since he doesn't know how to ride a motorcycle, he came to ask me for advice."

Chapman stared fiercely at the wooden sign in Marion's hand.Marion looked at him vigilantly. In the end, Chapman did not take it away, but walked to the side angrily and squatted down, silent, his eyes were red.

Rong Zheng didn't say much, and continued to teach Marion the basics of riding a motorcycle. After sending him away, he came to Chapman's side and said in a low voice, "I thought you would try harder."

"I can't ride a motorcycle," Chapman said.He knew McPhail was referring to why not grab another moto show sign.

Rong Zheng: "I can teach you."

"My wrist was swollen by the man just now. I need to hold the handle of the motorcycle tightly. I can't do it. I'll just fall off." Chapman murmured, "I'm a failed man, You can’t do anything well in the end.” That’s why his girlfriend left him.

There was a hint of self-deprecation in the words.

Rong Zheng looked at him disappointedly: "You want to give up? Do you want to die? Then forget it, just pretend that I never looked for you."

"What else can I do?" Chapman growled.

Rong Zheng leaned over and whispered, "Since you are willing to face death, what is there to be afraid of? The worst thing is death, why don't you take a gamble?"

Chapman wiped his face: "...how to do it, tell me."

It couldn't have gotten any worse.

Rong Zheng was very satisfied. Since he entered the dungeon, he had been observing the other prisoners, especially the players. It wasn't until Chapman went to provoke other prisoners that Rong Zheng finally found out the truth.Then, it's time for a big harvest, starting with the prison guard Kurt.

30 days?No, if it's just for this team, five days is enough to end it all.

It was great to be able to mingle with the prisoners.

When Yan Li was discussing with Anna on how to play silk hanging in the air safely, he saw the hidden smile on the corner of Rong Zheng's mouth standing in the dark, his back turned cold for no reason, he wouldn't... Play knockout.

It is possible that there are very few situations where all the members are mixed together in the later levels, and all members are playing high-risk games. A little bit of tricks on other people's performances can successfully eliminate them, and the opportunity is rare to miss.Thinking about it this way, Yan Li found himself quite tempted.

Then let's do it, anyway, that's their purpose.Let's start with Anna in front of him. Even if he hasn't distinguished whether the opponent is an NPC or a player, but she has already shown her killing intent, so it doesn't matter if he fights back.It wasn't his fault that he was injured by mistake.

Well, it's such a happy decision.

"Simone?" Anna asked with a pair of beautiful big eyes blinking, "As long as the silk is tied up and the movements are done?"

"Yes, it's okay to pose." Yan Li said to her immediately, "Just do a few yoga-like movements, and I will teach you."

"Well, then don't stay too far away from me." Anna blushed and whispered.Otherwise, how would she pull someone to die in a dangerous moment.

Yan Li: "Well, I'm sure I won't be too far away from you." Otherwise, how could he play tricks on people.

Both of them had gentle smiles on their faces, each with their own ghosts.

The prologue on the stage soon ended. The head of the clown costume came back, smiling and clapping his hands to attract the attention of all the prisoners, and said loudly: "Are you happy? Are you excited? There are thirteen guests watching your performance today." "

Thirteen?Rong Zheng was suspicious. There was a red-haired prison guard who couldn't come in because there were no prisoners under his command, so there should be twelve people.

Where did No.13 come from?

The clown was still cheering loudly: "Now is the time for our luminous circus to become famous. You must do your best to perform, remember your time, and breach of contract will never be allowed. Well, let's go on stage, the first show is tightrope walking , where is the performer? Where is the person?”

A tall man crouched in the corner shivering. This was an NPC. Rong Zheng had excluded him from the watch list a long time ago, but he didn't expect to be the first one.

"No, I won't go, what kind of tightrope walk, I don't know how to walk a tightrope at all!" The man broke down and shouted loudly.

"That's not allowed. According to our contract, you must go on stage." The clown tilted his head and smiled, "Please go on stage, sir."

The man shook his head and desperately refused, turned around and wanted to run.Then at the door, he bumped into a dark executioner.

"Oh, guest, you are not allowed to enter this place backstage." The clown happily walked over, "He is the first performer, and he wants to perform a tightrope walk."

"Perform?" The corner of the executioner's mouth raised, "Then let's perform." He carried the man onto the stage.

The man was brought up to the stage with a wail, and the clown stood at the door leading to the stage with a smile on his face and stared at him. After 2 minutes, he heard a bang. The clown sighed, looked backstage and said, "Next, the second person The show is still a tightrope walk."

There was silence, and then the second prisoner was taken out.

Facing the inhuman executioner, no one here can resist.

The clown also smiled and suggested to everyone: "It's a rule to play according to the serial number, but I also said that you can play together, the more lively the better."

No one moved, everyone was watching.

This time it was faster, but after 1 minute, the clown sighed: "The actors in this year are not good, I hope the performance of the trapeze can be better."

Andy, who was standing at the back and pinched [6 Trapeze], turned pale.

In the auditorium in front of the stage, Bai Leshui fell asleep with his head tilted, while Duan Yan beside him was happily chatting with the prison guard next to him.

The man on the stage was driven onto the stage by the executioner, picked up the bamboo pole and walked up the thin steel wire.

Bai Leshui doesn't like to watch this kind of performance, not to mention this kind of performance that doesn't wear safety equipment at all, even when the safety equipment is perfect, he doesn't like to watch this kind of performance.

Fortunately, the prison guards only need to sit here and pretend to be spectators.Bai Leshui looked around, then looked up, and saw a small camera on the roof, hidden in the darkness, only the glass lens was slightly bright because of the lighting on the stage.