My rival fell in love with me at first sight [Unlimited]

Let's say the bright red 96 on Lin Huan's head spread out and condensed like smoke, and when he looked again, the number became 94.

Lin Huan let out a long sigh of relief.

He attacked the man in the windbreaker in order to slightly increase the strength list, thereby boosting his overall ranking.It's also thanks to the high ranking of the opponent, if he is also after the 80th, even if this punch hits, it will hardly be effective.

The man in the windbreaker rushed over, presumably for the same purpose. If he walked away or entangled one or two, Lin Huan's situation would be worse; Rank one.

But fortunately, the number 1 is still floating steadily above his head.

He looked at the man in the windbreaker with a little gratitude in his eyes.

At this moment, a strange muffled sound came from the depths of the woods: bang—bang! It was mixed with horrified screams, which soon subsided again.

Lin Huan thought of the word the system used just now: obliterate.

I didn't think about it before, but now it seems that "erasing" is death in the game, and death in the game is probably the failure of surgery, sudden death or disappearance in the real world, in various, seemingly "normal" ways end life prematurely.

With Lin Huan's fight, he was lucky enough to be eligible for survival, and at the same time, a player was squeezed onto the death list.

He is not without guilt...

"Hey..." The man in the windbreaker looked at him with his arms raised, as if trying to persuade him.

Lin Huan raised his eyes with firmness in his eyes: "Is there only one person who can live to the end?"

The man in the windbreaker spread his hands, his expression indifferent: "The rules are like this."

Lin Huan nodded to him: "Okay, then everyone, come on."

At this time, the woods they were standing on began to fade away, and the surroundings suddenly turned white, just like after a heavy snowfall in the northern mountains, there was no trace of variegated colors.

Lin Huan felt the pain in his eyes like needles. He quickly raised his arms to cover his eyes. At the same time, he felt a warmth on his back, and it was the back of the man in the windbreaker.

Standing back to back, this is a subconscious response when encountering danger, which represents enough trust in the other party.

But why does the windbreaker man trust himself?

Although Lin Huan hesitated, he did not resist.

[The obliteration process is over, and there are 94 remaining players.Rewards and penalties are announced below. 】

As the system sounded, images and human voices began to appear around.

Lin Huan opened his eyes and saw that the grove where he was before had turned into a spacious indoor gymnasium. He and the man in the windbreaker stood back to back in the center of the gymnasium, while all the other players were automatically teleported together by the system—a watertight enclosure. Around.

They include men and women, old and young, except for terminally ill patients in hospital gowns with lifeless faces, the rest are fierce, gloomy, or cunning, and there are all kinds of them.

The rankings above their heads have been removed by the system, only the man in the windbreaker and Lin Huan still have the bright red numbers on their heads.

They are the No.1 and the last among the existing players.

With the ranking exposed and so many scrutinizing, even malicious eyes staring at him, the atmosphere suddenly became weird.

The system tone continues:

[The first place in the ranking gets the No. 1 key. 】

A small golden key immediately floated above the windbreaker man's head.

"Shit!" He yanked off the No. 1 key in mid-air and spat.

Lin Huan gave him a sympathetic look.

Obtaining the key rewards of the game in full view is like showing off your wealth in the street.It is conceivable that in the following games, he will inevitably become a living target.

[The last player please accept the organizer's punishment. Punishment content: Introduce yourself to all players, including all basic personal information, strengths, and weaknesses, and answer the questions raised by the players. The time limit is 3 minutes, and the timer starts. 】

Lin Huan: "..."

What the hell!What advantage does he have in disclosing sensitive information such as strengths and weaknesses to a group of desperadoes?Worse than a living target!

But he had to do it, who knows if defying the system will be wiped out directly?

He said coldly: "Lin Huan, 27 years old, no parents, single..."

He was quickly interrupted by booing laughter, as if someone was afraid that he could not hear: "...Little boy with a strange handsome face, why don't you follow me, I'm covering you?"

At the same time, Wu Zaza's crowd stretched out a thick hand to touch his face.

Lin Huan didn't change his face, he squeezed the wrist and twisted it violently, only heard a "crack", the owner of the hand screamed "Aw", and curled up with his arms folded.

dislocated.

Everyone looked at the big man curled up on the ground in amazement. He was sweating profusely from the pain, and his thick biceps kept shaking.

Such an arm looks as thick as Lin Huan's waist, how did he remove it?And the move just now was extremely decisive and neat, and the strength was also sufficient - this little patient is definitely a Lianjiazi, not just an ordinary Lianjiazi.

Everyone silently weighed the details of Lin Huan's ability, and the crowd was silent for a while.

Only Lin Huan glanced at the big man lightly, and continued with the above in a flat tone: "Unemployed, the former chief fighting instructor of the country and a firearms expert."

As soon as the words fell, someone took a breath in response to the situation.

"Diagnosed with cancer at the beginning of the year, resigned for treatment, and still have three months to live."

Everyone was stunned again, and some people laughed lightly.

Lin Huan looked over, and saw that their tense expressions gradually relaxed, and it was clearly written on each of their fierce or cunning faces: Oh, a sick number is a sick number, even if it is the chief fighter, there are only three sick people left. Fighting chief for a month, what's so scary?

Only the "patients" who also wore hospital gowns cast pity and pity.

Lin Huan smiled slightly.

This is what he wanted.Neither be overemphasized nor be underestimated.

"Mu Xiu Yu Lin" will be regarded as a thorn in the eyes of many people, such as the man in the windbreaker who has the first key; but what about the last one?It will be regarded as cannon fodder for the official configuration, as long as there is a need, anyone can come and take his life.

Lin Huan is not afraid to fight against others, he just finds it troublesome and wants to conserve his energy to the maximum extent.After all, the game has just begun, and being as invisible as possible is the correct and efficient way to survive.

The crowd became active again, but this time, no one moved their hands.

Someone sneered and sneered: "Boy, it's not bad, what kind of fighting boss does this look like? We are all thieves, you fell into the den of thieves haha..."

Some deliberately found fault: "Hey, I said the chief, but I haven't said what you are afraid of. Are you afraid of the dark? Are you afraid of thunder? Are you afraid of snakes and dogs?"

Lin Huan glanced at him lightly: "I'm afraid of death."

The implication - I just want to live to the end.

Beside him, the man in the windbreaker burst out laughing.

He came over, pressed Lin Huan's shoulder naturally like a friend, and said in a low voice: "You are not only humorous, but also quite cunning."

Without waiting for the other party's reaction, he turned around and stood in front of Lin Huan, and said to everyone: "Hey, don't be impatient. Don't look at the handsome guy who just got 94 and bullied others. Besides, what's wrong with the fighting chief, the fighting chief Can't you be more handsome than a girl?"

Everyone laughed again.

Seeing Lin Huan looking at him coolly, the man in the windbreaker didn't take it seriously: "Lin Huan, right? I also have a question, don't you fight the chief? Don't you feel ashamed to say that you are afraid of death in public?"

Lin Huan confronted him tit for tat: "Aren't you afraid of death?"

The man in the windbreaker: "Of course, but I don't want to die either."

He looked directly into Lin Huan's eyes and smiled slightly.There is a strange, indescribable charm in this smile: "Do you know how much money I have in my Swiss bank account? Do you know how much wine I have in my vineyard? Do you know how many women are chasing me? Ah... for These, I have to live well."

Typical hedonism.

Lin Huan was expressionless, but there was a trace of disdain in his heart.

"Why? Don't you like it?" The man in the windbreaker raised his arms and looked at the excitement, "You haven't pursued it since you're alive? Don't you have anything you want to do?"

Lin Huan's eyes flashed.

This expression fell into the eyes of the man in the windbreaker, and he immediately became interested: "Huh? Did you guess right? Tell me?"

Lin Huan paused, then glanced at him reluctantly: "Revenge. If I can continue my life, I will find someone to take revenge."

"Oh? What hatred, who is the enemy?"

Lin Huan asked back: "Is it necessary to tell you?"

"Isn't it necessary?" The man in the windbreaker smiled, "Isn't it three minutes yet?"

Lin Huan snorted coldly and had no choice but to continue:

"A year ago, in an international cross-country physical fitness competition, my team was attacked at the border between China and Burma, and seven people were forced to disperse."

"A teammate of mine who has known each other for many years, he and other team members strayed into a secret base of an illegal federal organization. They were in the midst of a fierce siege, and a female team member was taken hostage."

"The situation is urgent, and he can't wait for the support of the team, so he decided to launch a rescue operation alone."

"I found him later in a basement."

Lin Huan lowered his eyes, paused for a short time, and then spoke again, his tone still as plain as a chanting: "He was poked blind, tortured to death, and there is no intact skin on his body."

"I swore that I would kill the murderer and avenge him."

"Gone."

Short, bland and deeply sensible.

From beginning to end, it's like memorizing a composition written by someone else.

But as long as he is present, anyone can see his seriousness, because his eyes are clearly burning with raging fire.

The man in the windbreaker frowned, and was about to speak when he was interrupted by a timely system sound:

[The timer ends and the next round of the game begins.There are 95 people at the scene, including a game NPC. Please look for the NPC around you according to the appearance characteristics announced by the system, and the winner will get the location clue of the No. 2 key. 】

[Supplementary game rules: Casualties are allowed in the game, please pay attention to safety. 】

Everyone's attention was immediately diverted from Lin Huan, and there was a commotion in the crowd.

During the turmoil, the entire gymnasium was suddenly engulfed in darkness. Lin Huan keenly caught a trace of abnormal noise in the human voice, as if iron objects were slightly rubbing against each other: squeak...

Someone was surprised: "Damn it, what is it! Did you close the door and let the dogs out?"

Everyone looked over there, and saw countless green light spots in the darkness where you couldn't see your fingers. In an instant, the crowd screamed like a frying pan.

Lin Huan's heart sank: Sure enough.

This is an escape game, how could the organizer design a safe and ordinary game session?

The light spot approached quickly, and Lin Huan retreated quickly until he touched the high wall on the edge of the gymnasium.

He stopped, put on a defensive posture, calmly identified the light spots running around, and listened to the chaotic shouts and footsteps of the crowd driven and chased by these light spots.

He concluded: Those are eyes, a humanoid monster that is as tall as a person, they move quickly, and are simply attracted by anger and rush at people, as long as they don't encounter them at close range, they should be safe.

After 1 minute, the system began to announce the characteristics of the NPC:

[There is a prominent mole on the left side of the forehead. 】

It turns out that the characteristics are not distinguished by eyes, but by touch.

Lin Huan sneered: "Is the blind man among the monsters playing an elephant game? Exciting."