There is always a hot chicken trying to scare me [unlimited]

"..." The one who smashed the button was stunned, and there is such an operation? !

He didn't look right at Qin Kun.

Not only him, but the eyes of the other two were also wrong.

Honestly, did you have something hanging that we don't know about?

Fortunately, he was still rational, and in the next moment, he immediately picked up the button and blew a sigh of relief.

This is a one-time prop, and I don't know if it can still be used after being messed up by the game.

Logically speaking, it should be possible. After all, it is useless, so it is useless.

Then he blew the button into dust in one breath.

Floating to poetry and the distance.

Man: "..." Grass!

want to cry.

Qin Kun was also stunned for a moment, but he was not affected by the game sound at all. He even grabbed the stunned man holding the flashlight, quickly knocked him to the ground, and rolled on the spot to avoid the meteor—— This is a weapon, not a prop.

Then he wiped the flashlight on his neck.

flashlight:"……"

He grabbed the tattered flashlight and died with hatred.

The man who lost his props let out a distressed roar and rushed over.

If it was said that he still had a bit of reserve power in the first place, it is not necessarily the case now.

That button is a rare prop, it must not be thrown into the water to hear a sound.

Unexpectedly, halfway through the rush, a train rushed out of the mist,

The speed was like a cannonball, knocking this person out of the road and flying into the fog.

That roar was like a drake with a changed voice, but it called out the voice of a dolphin across races.

Continuous in the mist.

Qin Kun: "..."

Speaker: "..."

Such a big train didn't even make a sound before it appeared!

It's like being manually tuned to the mute button.

At this time, the player was knocked out, and the game did not give any explanation.

Silence is justice.

The only surviving speaker among the three bald heads looked at Qin Kun even more strangely.

This fucking hook is called the game's own son.

The train stopped firmly in front of the two of them and opened the door.

The speaker didn't even look at Qin Kun, and rushed forward, as if there was a ghost chasing after him.

—He actually has a ticket.

Qin Kun's eyes flashed.

After the speaker entered, the train door was not closed, and was still open to Qin Kun. The black hole-like door was like a man-eating monster, waiting for the meal to come in by itself.

Qin Kun held the ticket in his hand, but didn't go in.

In front of this line of "beasts", he was distracted by Bai Yan.

He knew that there was a high probability that Bai Yan hadn't gotten into the car yet.

It's not that I didn't get the ticket,

—He wasn't worried about that at all.

Instead, he didn't get the ticket he wanted.

After all, there are many carriages, but only the first row and the last row are useful.

The time so far is only enough for everyone to get one.

He stared at the 3 behind the ticket in his hand,

As for Bai Yan getting 1 for the first ticket or the last one?

... He believes that Bai Yan still doesn't have this bit of luck.

I don't know if it was because he stood there for too long, but there were two beeps from the carriage, which came from the open door. I don't know if it was because there was no barrier from the fog.

It sounded like a frog croaking.

It is bulging out of the belly of the "carriage".

Qin Kun thought for a while, and stepped on it anyway.

On the other hand, Bai Yan really lived up to his expectations.

After using the [Bungee Bubble Gum] prop, he became a character "on the list" in the game, and he could clearly feel the fog behind him chasing him twice as fast as before.

From time to time, there was a slight sound, which could not be heard clearly.

Bai Yan had no choice, and ran wildly on this road for a long time like a duck being chased.

There was no trace of the ticket.

He even suspected that the ticket on this road had been taken by the game.

He didn't just think about it, he asked it out.

The next second, the fog behind him was surging and accelerated again, and there was a muffled sound from the depths.

Bai Yan: "..."

This 019 is too human, right? You don’t even have a heart. What do you do with such a small mind? Do you use it to thread a needle?

He gave a mocking sigh.

Unexpectedly, the next second, the bricks under his feet collapsed suddenly.

There seemed to be the rumbling sound of a mudslide in his ears, but when he shook his head, there was silence around him.

This road collapsed silently.

Not spreading from the soles of his feet to the surroundings, but the entire road.

As if being cut by a knife, the bricks fell down obediently.

In the gray mist that seemed to be unchanging all around, it looked like a broken oil painting.

It's like the world is dying silently.

But Bai Yan obviously didn't have the time to pay attention to this broken beauty.

After he stepped into the air, he immediately aimed at a brick that hadn't landed yet, and jumped onto it like a grid.

Without stopping, one step is too big, and after two or three steps, you have to jump onto the guardrail on the side like before.

But out of the corner of his eyes, he caught sight of a strange creature that was motionless among the many fallen bricks not far away.

Bai Yan's thoughts were like lightning, he didn't even pause, and immediately turned around.

It's just that the distance between him and that brick is a bit far at this time, the distance that can't be reached by one step, and the surrounding bricks have almost fallen off.

And the piece under his feet is also slowly falling.

Bai Yan swept his eyes and took a panoramic view of the surrounding scenery.

Then he spotted a springboard next to the brick that was not falling fast.

But I didn't expect this springboard to be a bomb!

As soon as he stepped on it, the brick immediately doubled its speed.

It will bring him down into the abyss.

Bai Yan cursed secretly, and leaped vigorously without hesitation.

The palm will be enough to hold the turning head.

The brick bears the weight of a person, but remains motionless.

He exerted force on his hand, and the veins on his arm, which had not been overstretched, became more and more obvious.

It looked as if this person was about to lose his hold and fall in the next second.

Bai Yan was not in a hurry to let himself go up.

Instead, he maintained this posture of hanging himself, watching the changes.

The time between his movements was only three or four seconds, and the road had almost been dismantled.

Only a few scattered bricks remained at their posts on the originally wide road.

But not many, each brick is almost separated by a distance of about one meter.

And are distributed in the middle area.

Bai Yan seemed to sense it, and looked at the railings on both sides.

Sure enough, after all the bricks that should be dropped were dropped, the railings on both sides also consciously exited.

The collapse was silent.

His eyes flashed, if it was just now, he chose the guardrail.

I'm afraid I have to swim well in the gray fog at this moment.

Looking at it now, it has changed a lot compared to the general scene of "Heavenly Road" just now.

As far as the eye can see, only scattered bricks are firmly in midair.

In the form of plum blossom piles, it is derived to the end of the dense fog.

And every foothold is only a foot-sized brick.

As long as a little carelessness, it will be an abyss beyond redemption.

With this stance,

It is an admonition for those who are advancing to "turn back and do the same", and if they move forward, they will have to pick up the butcher's knife.

Immediately died.

The gray mist behind him began to surge again.

Bai Yan glanced sideways, and touched the ticket in his pocket with his fingertips.

To turn him back?

But the sadness of this section also indirectly shows that the Chapter 2 ticket is not far away.

Bai Yan made an estimate.

I feel that the No. 1 ticket and the unknown last No. [-] ticket are likely to be in the second checkpoint.

And not all of these players can get tickets.

At this time, the more front or back the number is, the more favorable it is.

Who knows if it can be extended to myself?

Anyway, his number 7 cannot be selected as the first or the last.

Then take a gamble.

He weighed the pros and cons, estimated all possible factors, and the time has only passed two or three seconds.

Bai Yan stood up in the air.

The figure jumped onto another brick cleanly.

The waist completes an arc in the air, and the muscles exposed under the floating clothes are full of explosive power and youthful beauty.

But there was only fog all around, and he didn't even have the qualifications to applaud.

"Baiyan contestant, full marks." He recited silently to himself.

Then skip lightly to the second block.

Those who are a little afraid of heights may faint at a glance. Even people who are not afraid of heights will be afraid of such risks.

But he is like a nimble fish in the water, and like a nimble swallow in the air.

Like walking on the ground.

The fog behind him unexpectedly matched his speed.

ten minutes later.