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

The maze is full of blackness, and the only way to distinguish the way is by the light from the TV above the head.

The clown also gave them a live broadcast explanation from time to time.

"Oops~ No. 4 lost again! He is simply a born unlucky guy. I can smell the rotten musty smell on his body through the camera, hehehe."

"No. 1 and No. 5 met again! They seem to know each other? Hee hee, they are a match made in heaven!"

"Oh, look at our No. 3, it's been so long, and it's still turning around at this intersection~"

"..."

If he wasn't on the TV, he would have been beaten to death by the players present.

Bai Yan looked up and thought, "Seven sentences."

When the clown has collected ten taunts about him, he will give him a discount for free.

Bai Yan passed an intersection, thinking that he should have gone straight just now, so he chose to turn right.

As soon as he turned the corner, he saw Shi Zheng.

Both of them were taken aback for a moment, it was too late to turn around.

From above, the clown's voice sounded: "After playing single player for so long, number 3 finally lived up to expectations and met with number 5! Let's wait and see, will number 3 win? Or will number 5 lose?" He exaggerated and pointed His voice almost pierced the eardrums of the people below.

"..." Bai Yan calmly said eight sentences.

"..." Didn't I lose these two sentences!Shi Zheng was not convinced.

Because of the first joker game, he felt that Bai Yan was pretty good.But now the comparison is pure luck, it has nothing to do with strength!

In front of rock-paper-scissors, Shi Zheng said harshly: "Back then, I had a famous nickname in our street, called West Third Street Ouhuang!"

Bai Yan chuckled, "Then your territory is pretty big."

"..."

"rock-paper-scissors!"

Words are like stone, and stone is like cloth.

"..."

"Ha!" Shi Zheng smiled arrogantly, and even erased the word "three" himself, "Ouhuang of West Street, is it a waste of fame." Before the words fell,

"No. 3 has won again! No. 5 has already lost 4 games in a row. I bet his chances of winning are the same as that of an unlucky ghost who finally got a headless aunt. It's completely impossible! Hee hee hee~"

"Fuck!" Shi Zheng yelled, "What the hell is this rule! If I win the rock, I lose; if I lose the scissors, I lose; if the rock wins the scissors, I lose!" .

"I don't think there are any rules at all. Whoever the clown wants to say wins!" Shi Zheng scratched his head irritably.

"I heard it! I heard a little bug talking bad about me! No. 5, hurry back to your womb! Don't whisper!" The clown above jumped up angrily, as if he was doing a tap dance.He even smashed the chair next to him.

As long as you lose once, you have to go back to the starting point and start again.

Shi Zheng has gone back several times.

This part of the road is familiar.

Bai Yan retracted his stone, looked at the direction he was leaving, turned his head and walked to the other side.

This maze is so big. After going around it for an unknown number of times, he tried to climb up and stand on the wall to find his way. Unfortunately, the wall was too slippery and too high, and he couldn't go up without a point of strength.

This dangerous action was naturally seen by the clown: "Ha! Just now we saw that No. 3 made a dangerous demonstration. Although it was unsuccessful, but——" he paused, "It made me very unhappy!"

"I'm not happy, you don't want to be happy either!"

The clown stood there sluggishly, lowered his head and stood still for a few seconds, then raised his head suddenly:

"I decided to let my pets out! Hehehe~"

The people in the maze stopped their movements in unison and listened carefully to what he said.

"If you don't hurry up, my beloved pets will tear you to pieces!" After he finished speaking, he covered his mouth and let out a weird muffled laugh.

Almost at the same time, there were some weird sounds from all over the maze, like something running fast, and there were some very ear-piercing hissing sounds.

"..." It was as if he would not let pets go without him.

"Damn it." At this moment, a male voice came from around Bai Yan's body, which sounded familiar.

He bent his mouth and walked over.

A familiar figure appeared in front of him.

"We met again." Bai Yan looked at his back and said softly.

The person in front of him turned his head abruptly. It was the old man in the joker game.

"It's you?!" The old man's eyes widened, and he saw the No. 3 card on his chest.

"It's me." Bai Yan smiled politely.

"..." He didn't want to see him at all now.

"Guess." Bai Yan didn't seem to see the old man's green face, and took out a stone first.

"..." He felt that his IQ was insulted.

After thinking for a while, trembling out of a pair of scissors.

Under normal circumstances, if someone saw this scene, they might suspect that both of them were not in the right mind.

The hissing in the ear was getting louder.

The clown didn't seem to see them, and he didn't say the result for a long time.

"Who will win!" The old man couldn't bear it anymore. After all, the pet didn't know what species it was, but the sound of running was definitely faster than him by a few grades.He just wanted to get away from the unknown danger as soon as possible.

As soon as he asked, the clown answered him: "Number 3 won again~" He frowned exaggeratedly, making the original eight-character eyebrows look even more distressed, "Number 1 is really useless!"

"..." Number 1 didn't want to speak.

Later, I met No. 2 white-collar man again.

In front of rock-paper-scissors, the white-collar man also told him his guess.

"I already know the rules of this game." He was delighted.

Bai Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

"It should be like this. They switched positions. The rock is scissors, the scissors are paper, and the paper is rock." He won and lost in the previous rounds, and these are all figured out by himself.

"..." Bai Yan dropped the stone in silence.

The white-collar worker made a switch in his mind, and then tentatively released the cloth.

"Did you win?"

"I lost." Before Bai Yan could speak, the clown answered him, and added, "I just like the way you humans pretend to be smart~"

"..."

"Stop talking." Bai Yan smiled at him, turned around and left.

"..."

Lonely went back to the starting point, and happened to run into Shi Zheng.

Both of them were people who wanted to go back, so they walked together and exchanged their experiences.

"...I think my analysis makes sense." What went wrong?

The white-collar man is still thinking about what the rules are.

"If you can't figure it out, don't think about it. I've already asked my brother how to win." Shi Zheng patted him on the shoulder to comfort him.

"Your brother? What did he say?"

"He said shut up."

"...?"

I just believe it...

For another period of time, the live broadcast of the clown above never stopped, and no one went out yet.

The neighing was always around, and no one had yet touched the clown's pet.

The most recent time, Bai Yan saw a black shadow flash across the opposite wall. The shadow was a monster on all fours, with a particularly huge and deformed head.

He turned around suddenly, but saw nothing.

The pet didn't seem to have any intention of attacking him.Bai Yan's expression changed.

With that black ghost still in his mind, he turned into a backlit path.

I don't know what's going on with the setting of this maze. The black walls are made up of black rectangles of unknown material, some are high and some are low.

Some roads are wider, some narrower, and even crooked. It can be seen that when the owner of the labyrinth built this, he absorbed some post-modernist painting styles.

It stands to reason that in such a place where unknown dangers are hidden in the darkness, people will involuntarily have an extremely eager attitude towards the light, which is similar to moths to a flame.Even bright places are actually more dangerous.

But Bai Yan didn't like the feeling of being spied on, and the clown above his head didn't know what he was using to monitor their every move.

And the darkness is not a scary place for him.

This dark and almost opaque path was one of his temptations.

The road is a bit narrow, only wide enough for two people to walk side by side.

Bai Yan put one hand on the wall, closed his eyes and walked slowly, he hardly made a sound when he walked, the darkness seemed to become his protective color, he was like a fish in water inside.

After walking for a few minutes, he suddenly paused, without any sound or movement.But he just found out——

Someone is following him.

He silently counted the players participating this time, he had already seen 5 of the 4 players, it was impossible for the blue team to do such a thing, and neither the old man of the red team nor the No. 4 had the ability.

Only the number 6 that has never been seen is left!

Or maybe that monster?

Keeping walking, his fingertips rubbed against the wall until the wall disappeared. The moment his fingers touched the air, he suddenly turned around and swept out with a leg.

Nothing was scanned, it was empty.

But Bai Yan curled his lips into a smile in the dark, he heard the wind.

Following the sound of the wind, he stepped forward and kicked again, very fast and accurate, and he kicked something hard.

The next thing is a fight, in this narrow place, even the moves that are too big can't be used, so they can only fight close to each other.

After the fight, Bai Yan has already confirmed that this person is No. 6, and it should be Shi Zheng's brother.

This person's route is somewhat familiar to Bai Yan, and it is somewhat similar to the military's route but not the same.It was more like those killing moves he had seen before.

Bai Yan's strength is a bug, and coupled with his specially trained skills, he is usually not afraid of anyone in a solo fight, but there is no need to fight No. 6 here.

So he decisively pulled out the short knife between the man's legs—for some reason, he didn't pull it out just now.

Backhand put the short knife on No. 6's neck, and then pinned him against the wall.

But the strange thing is that No. 6 didn't resist, but called him in a low voice.

"Bai Yan."

The voice was low and a little hoarse, with an indescribable taste.

Bai Yan paused, but did not relax his vigilance, maintaining this posture and asking, "Who are you?"

There are many people who know him, but even more people who hate him.

The person in front of him was silent for a while.

"Qin Kun."