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

The crowd has almost assembled at this time.

Going around and around to the left, if you want to see what's going on inside, you have to go through layers of human walls.

The third son and the others eagerly drilled in.

It's like a fish jumping into the sea, Bai Yan tried to stop it but couldn't stop it.

Seeing that they were not moving, the third son turned around and urged: "Quick, there is a seam here."

Bai Yan looked at him indifferently.

Let him squeeze around with these people?

Just thinking about it makes me suffocate.

Turn around and climb up a low wall on the outside.

Standing on it, looking down at the crowd.

Qin Kun followed and climbed up.

In Bai Yan's eyes, the place below is not just overcrowded.

Not only people, but also many ghosts following them to join in the fun.

The positions of humans and ghosts in this bustle can only be described in four words: inseparable.

They can't see it themselves, and sometimes they don't even know it when they step on other people's feet.

Since ghosts cannot be touched, players don't feel them when they touch them, like the third child who is desperately pushing forward.

Halfway through the squeeze, a big brother with a strong figure blocked the way, stuck behind the person, half of his body melted into the "back spirit" of the big brother, and he couldn't see outside.

It has truly achieved "I am in you and you are in me".

Simply hot eyes.

Bai Yan withdrew his gaze and looked towards the center.

There was a man lying there, dressed like a player.

At this time, everything below the waist was gone, only a large bloodstain remained, and there were a lot of particles in the blood pool.

I don't know what it is.

"Bone scum." Qin Kun seemed to see his doubts, and said softly.

Bai Yan squinted.

The man's wound was blurred, and he couldn't see how his lower body was missing.

Beside him, there were several people who were closer. One of them was supported by her teammate, leaning against his shoulder with half-closed eyes, sobbing and saying something.

It should be the woman who called out "Shocking the Sky" before.

"What the hell is going on?!" The bald man on the other side was already a little impatient, staring at the woman, and said the feelings of most of the people present.

We're not here to see you cry.

When the girl heard this, she cried for a while, and then cried louder.

"..."

Look at her clothes, a little strange.

In this perilous game, she was wearing a one-piece dress with her feet on sky high, as if she was on vacation, but she really didn't take the game seriously.

The attire is not like that of a player. After all, players will have "signs" on them, such as active clothes and conspicuous weapons.

Even Bai Yan, who only wears a T-shirt and shorts, still has a short knife pinned to his waist.

But it doesn't look like an "npc" here, she is too "foreign".

Comparing the dress of the "npc" here with her, it can't be called clothes at all, it can only be called a "fig leaf".

She looks familiar in this kind of dress.like...

"Is she a newcomer?" The bald head naturally thought of it.He turned to ask her teammate, the unlucky man who sacrificed his shoulder.

The unlucky man nodded.

"Huh!" The bald man turned his anger into a smile, "Then you are really lucky."

woman:"……"

As if she was tired from crying, or couldn't stand the burning eyes of the people around her, she finally raised her head.

At that moment, I could feel the eyes of some male compatriots on the scene straightened.

From this direction, Bai Yan could see her face clearly.

The next moment, he looked at Qin Kun.

But just happened to see Qin Kun looking at him.

"?"

"What do you think I'm doing?" Bai Yan preemptively strikes with confidence.

"..." Qin Kun was silent, and finally stretched out his hand to pinch Bai Yan's chin, and turned to the front, "Don't be distracted."

The woman below still had tears on her face: "I, he said at that time that we were going to smoke in the backyard, and we were all preparing the Purdue stuff in the front hall." She pointed at the man's body, and took her finger back the next moment , eyes wandering, looking very frightened.

"Later, when I saw that he didn't come back, I was a little worried, so I went to the backyard to call him."

"Who knows... just when I went in, I saw him lying on the ground."

Halfway through the woman's speech, her voice trembled, and she took a deep breath: "His eyes were open, looking up at the sky. His lower body was gone... I was so scared that I yelled and called the others over."

"You all know what will happen next."

"Nothing unusual?" The bald head stared at her face.

"...It's gone." She was too panicked at that time, and really didn't have time to pay attention to these things.

Someone in the front row asked, "Did you not touch this man?"

The woman shook her head in horror.

How dare she touch him.

"Are you the second batch to go in?" The bald head didn't worry about it anymore, he looked at the unlucky man, "Are you the second batch to go in?"

The unlucky man nodded: "Let's go in together when we heard the sound." He pointed to the few people beside him.

"Before Yaoyao called, we didn't hear any sound, and we didn't find out that he was dead until we entered the backyard." The unlucky man was obviously an old player, and before the onlookers could ask again, he told all about himself Say what you see.

"During this period, everyone in our team was together, and no one left the sight of others. This person's hand is quite good, and he has props with unknown functions on him, and he has gone through four dungeons."

"If one of us did it, it wouldn't be so silent."

His eyes were suggestive.

"Probably..." The ghost did it.

"It's not impossible for players, right?" But someone suddenly interrupted his words.

They look for fame.

I saw the man wearing a jacket and carrying a guitar case behind his back.

Put your hands in your pockets: "For example, if I kill you, three seconds will be enough."

The buzzing sound at the scene was instantly quiet, and everyone stared silently.

The atmosphere changed accordingly.

Unlucky man: "...what do you mean?"

"Just to remind everyone, it doesn't have to be made by ghosts. Don't be so simple-minded." He said with a smile.

The unlucky man was also a little angry by his ridicule. Almost all the players in the game are here. If he is soft at this time, he might be pinched into something later.

"It seems that you are very confident in your own strength?"

The guitar man looked him up and down, cynically: "It's okay, there are about ten of you."

"...Then let's practice?"

"Are you sure?" The guitarist seemed to be in disbelief that someone wanted to humiliate himself so much.

"Hey, don't make noise, don't make noise." The bald man came forward at the critical moment, "We haven't figured out the rules of the game yet, we're on the same rope, why bother with our own people?"

The unlucky man didn't even want to do anything, he just snorted and turned to the bald man, as if abandoning the little episode just now.

He continued: "After we found the body, we immediately checked the cause of his death..."

The guitar man just hooked the corners of his lips, and walked to the man's body on the ground.

The short lower body reached out to pinch the man's cheeks.

The man's lips are forced open.

"???" Everyone looked at him in confusion.

Even the unlucky man stopped talking.

But he let go of his hand: "I died from talking too much."

The author has something to say:

Unlucky Man: I suspect you are talking about me.