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

The door closed silently behind him.

There was silence in the car.

Bai Yan took a second look at the paintings on both sides.

Still looks the same as when he got out of the car.

He stepped forward to touch it curiously.

Paper texture.

But I don't know if it was his illusion, he always felt that the paper trembled slightly just under his fingertips.

Bai Yan:?

An hour hadn't come yet, and he tapped his fingers regularly on the seat, while his eyes looked at the vertical pointing side of the Arabic numeral "7" above his head.

This side should be the front compartment.

Bai Yan walked forward unsteadily, intending to make a friendly visit with the carriage in front.

Pulled the door.

The carriage ahead is unimpressed and rejects your request.

The door connected to the compartment here is a piece of paper with a very scribbled door drawn on it.The doorknob was also a piece of paper, glued head to tail to the door, bent in a semicircle.

It's just that it has the texture of iron when it touches it, and it's still cold iron.

He pulled again, so hard that the corners curled up a bit.

Between the paper and the paper, there was a "bang bang" sound of fine iron.

Bai Yan: ...

Door:……

Are you still stubborn?

Bai Yan was silent, sighed lightly, turned and left.

It seems to have given up on the previous idea.

But he didn't want to just take a step, he suddenly jumped up, turned around and kicked in a roundabout, kicking towards the paper door with the sound of the wind.

When he was about to bump into it, the door seemed to have foreseen his own consequences, and it opened wide with a "wow", revealing the carriage opposite.

Bai Yan: ...

It's quite human.

He smiled and tapped on the door with his fingertips.

It would be good if you don't know the time and affairs like this.

Then stepped into the compartment that did not belong to him.

The compartment was empty, except for the "6" mark on the top, it was no different from his compartment.

But ever since Bai Yan came in, he felt a gloomy and strange atmosphere here.

entrenched in the corner of the car, under the seat,

He was watching him coldly and hungry.

Bai Yan frowned slightly, and looked around calmly.

Go to the "5" compartment again.

This time the door didn't stop him.

Just a light pull and it opens.

Inside, a man was sitting, bent over as if thinking about something, with a gloomy expression.

He was terribly frightened by Bai Yan's unexpected visitor.

She stared at him with wide eyes, and then at the door that was opened behind him.

There is great doubt in the small eyes.

"Who are you? How did you get in here?"

He obviously tried it before, but the door couldn't be opened!

So is this person a player?

Facing this man's fearful gaze,

Bai Yan only glanced at him casually, ignored him, and continued walking to the carriage in front.

The man realized that this person was a player, and then he was keenly aware of something,

Immediately got up and followed: "Wait!"

He found that the rules were different.

Before Bai Yan appeared, he also touched the door.

At that time, there was no movement at the door, and the rules defaulted that each player could only stay in his own ticket position.

But now it's different!

Before the hour is up, players are free to walk around and meet people from other cars!

What does this mean? It means that if I kill the people in front of me in the car, then I will become the first car!

The man's eyes gradually changed.

"Wow!" The door of the carriage was pulled open again, but the inside was empty.

Same as number 6.

How come there are so many empty carriages.

Bai Yan thought to himself.

It seems that the last round of the game was very dangerous.

Men also thought the same way. It seems that the rule that prohibits the use of props stopped many people.

What the man thought of, Bai Yan naturally thought of it too.

But he hasn't figured out what to do.

After all, he hasn't found where Qin Kun is yet.

Thinking of this, he opened the separate door.

Over there, Qin Kun was leaning on the carriage, staring at the "window" in front of him, and looked over vigilantly after hearing the noise.

Eyes like eagles, like wolves.

The scar on his face made him even more fierce.

The man behind Bai Yan took a deep breath and took two steps back.

As if frightened.

The first time Qin Kun saw Bai Yan, his eyes changed.

That's how he usually sees himself, but it's only after such a comparison that Bai Yan realizes, is it so obvious?

In a daze, Qin Kun had already walked in front of him. He looked at Bai Yan carefully, but couldn't help it: "Is there any injury?"

Bai Yan shook his head and raised his chin slightly: "How could I get hurt?"

He squinted at his arm again: "What's wrong with you, you got scratched?"

He looked disgusted, but his eyebrows frowned involuntarily.

Qin Kun pulled the corner of his mouth: "Not careful."

He rubbed his fingers and couldn't help but want to hug him.

Since the two expressed their intentions, they have not been separated for so long.

In other words, they never separated.

Bai Yan saw his thoughts, and there was teasing in his eyes: "Are you so absent-minded when I'm not by your side?"

Qin Kun endured it, and rubbed his nose in embarrassment: "Which car did you come from?" He looked at the open door behind Bai Yan, and didn't ask him how he opened the door between the cars that couldn't walk from the far door. .

As for the man behind him, after he glanced at it for the first time, he ignored him.

Even if the other party is someone who was fighting him to the death just now.

——Although Qin Kun didn't really think that it was called a life-and-death battle.

Fighting with the three of them is not as dangerous as when I got the ticket before.

Bai Yan's expression froze for a moment: "...7."

It was Qin Kun's turn to be stunned, and subconsciously wanted to look up at the numbers above his head, but fortunately he restrained himself: "It's still quite far."

After finishing speaking, he felt that this sentence sounded too mocking to Bai Yan, so he hurriedly asked, "Have you gone to get the second ticket?"

Bai Yan: "..." He gave him an annoyed look, he really knows how to ask questions.

"you guess."

"..." Looking at it, it must have been there.

"You two." It was the man who had been far away from them, that is, the one of the three bald men before. Seeing that Qin Kun didn't seem to have any plans to seek revenge on him, he was still worried and wanted to find a new player as soon as possible.

"Shall we move forward?" He pointed to the door leading to 2.

Qin Kun's position is very advantageous, ranking third, with the most people in front of him, so there are only two people.

If he could kill the two in front, he might be able to replace the other and become number one.

... Qin Kun thought of this the first time he saw Bai Yan.

That's why he asked Bai Yan where the carriage came from.

If it is late, then they can give it a try.

Who knew Bai Yan was 7, this is a very embarrassing number.

Bai Yan glanced sideways at this person, squinted his eyes, and then pulled Qin Kun to stand aside.

His chin was lifted that way.

Indicating that the door is there, you get out of here.

Bald man: "..." What's the use of him going to the front alone? Did he visit?

But when he saw Qin Kun, he gave up.

Knowing that it is impossible for me to be the front of the car this round.

At this moment, he smiled contemptuously at the two of Bai Yan: "Then I'd better go back to my carriage."

Judging by his insightful eyes, the atmosphere between these two people is not right, so why would he bother to act as a frightening light bulb here.

It's better to go back.

The two didn't say a word.

Bai Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, meaning to tell me why, it's none of my business.

As soon as the bald man left, Bai Yan turned around: "Miss me?"

Qin Kun: "..."

He didn't expect Bai Yan to be so direct.

Touching his hair, Qin Kun nodded: "Think about it."

Taking advantage of no one: "The next time you get off that ticket, get on the first one."

After all, with the ability to walk around in the car, there is no need to waste too much time looking for a ticket.

Save some time for later.

Yes, the answer is very Qin Kun.

Bai Yan followed him and asked, "Then what if the person who got the '1' ticket gets stuck on the bus?"

Don't make time for them.

Qin Kun shook his head: "No." Seeing Bai Yan showing disbelief, "It's me."

Bai Yan raised his eyebrows, but didn't ask any more questions.

instead,

"You and that person just now knew each other before this dungeon?" Bai Yan still paid attention to the way that person looked at Qin Kun.

Qin Kun shook his head again: "Before getting on the bus, I competed with him for the same ticket."

Oh ~

"Who won?" He blinked.

"Me." Qin Kun added, "The other two are dead."

He remembered the game sound in the middle of the game again, and looked at Bai Yan: "In the middle, the game forbids the use of props..."

Bai Yan was generous and frank, and explained the things he mocked Fog earlier.

Qin Kun smiled.Tell him about your situation at the time.

He stared into his eyes with scorching eyes: "If it wasn't for the sound of the game at that time, I might have been injured."

What kind of coincidence is this.

Bai Yan was surprised: "What a coincidence?" He couldn't help being happy, and raised a hand to give him a high five, "Lucky!"

Qin Kun held his hand, and hugged him tightly: "You are my luck."

Bai Yan thought about his luck, noncommittal.

At this time, the ticket in his pocket, which had been lying quietly, suddenly started to glow.

It's like it's been painted with a fluorescent agent on the outside.

"?"

Bai Yan took it out, "This is, everyone can only stay in their own compartment?"

So if someone in the middle car wants to be the first, he can't exchange tickets with the people in the first car or coerce them.

There is only one way to change your own order, which is to kill the players in the front and rear compartments by being self-centered.

"An hour is almost up." Qin Kun sensed the time, he let go of Bai Yan, "Go back."

Bai Yan nodded, but when he was about to leave, he pulled him back and kissed lightly on his forehead: "Be careful."

Bai Yan laughed, took his hand, kissed it on the back, and teased: "Okay, Your Highness."

On the way back, I passed Baldy's carriage again.

Baldy smiled politely at him.

He also smiled at the bald man.

……

[The second round of the game begins! 】

Qin Kun really wasn't such a Chosen One, there were players ahead of him.

[019 Magic is applied, all teleporters are forbidden to make lip movements]

When the compartment door opened again, I saw the middle-aged man standing on the other side of the door.

Middle-aged man: "..."

He didn't have time to lament the coincidence of life, but scratched his head and gesticulated, thinking about how to pass it on.

This round of the game is a continuation of the previous round, and the teleporters are still unable to use their voices, right hands, and the ability to write.

The further you go, the harder each round of the game will be.

Qin Kun could see the anxiety and frustration of this person.

He looked up at the man's compartment.

It says 1.

The Chosen One.

The middle-aged man finished making gestures, but in Qin Kun's eyes, he just made a few gestures blindly.

Can't wait to give him a break dance.

But before getting into the car, the game said that the first and last two could be brought to the designated place, so the thing he was gesturing must be a place.

Qin Kun thought blankly, luck is good, but his brain is not so good.

Then he nodded towards this person calmly, showing a steady look, everything is under my control.

Infected by his temperament, the middle-aged man also relaxed.

After 30 seconds passed, he breathed out vaguely.

He waved to Qin Kun, with a sense of relief of "come again in the next round".

Qin Kun walked to the other side, raised his hand and opened the car door.

I saw Bai Yan who was smiling but not smiling.

He looked up and saw that Bai Yan had 7 written on the roof of the car.

Qin Kun: "..."

He looked suspiciously.

Bai Yan raised his hand to show him the blood on his palm.

Qin Kun wants to touch.

But he took a step back, turned his hands into palms, and signaled "please".

Qin Kun: "..."

I get it, he just came to see his own jokes.