Abducted an npc in the game

There was only a very slight "bang" sound, and the taut thread broke.

Among the two men, the man who was kicked around like a ball fell down with a frightened face.

"No!"

It didn't take too long for a shrill roar to stop abruptly.

Lin Qiu's eyes moved slightly, and he gradually recovered from the desperate cry.

As soon as he looked up, he saw the two men looking at each other with joy in their eyes.

But when everyone recovered from the sudden incident, they realized that Mr. Qian was looking at them with amusement.

They were lied to, they were played.

"Why do you want to do this, if you want us to die, just say it, what are you doing with these tricks!"

The impulsive inch-headed man shouted at Mr. Qian in disbelief. This kind of deliberate intimidation was clearly to challenge their tolerance limit, just to watch them kill each other!

"You must not have seen it just now, the expressions on your faces are so funny."

Mr. Qian smiled lightly, like someone in charge, and the lambs waiting to be slaughtered were the meat on his cutting board.

"So you feel pleasure, sensation?"

Lin Qiu turned to look at him, staring at the half of his face hidden in the darkness.

Mr. Qian noticed his gaze and stroked his face with his hand.

"My skin is fake, but what about you, aren't you the most hypocritical people in this world?"

Mr. Qian stepped out of the darkness, and slowly lowered his hand, revealing half of his face that had been torn apart by the short-haired man.

Lin Qiu's eyes trembled slightly, he didn't show too much surprise, but he wasn't completely calm either.

Looking at the smooth and hard wooden structure, he should have thought that the real man behind the scenes was a wooden man.

Seeing that the others were speechless in shock, Mr. Qian put his hand behind his ear, and with a chuckle, he tore off the damaged skin.

Even the scalp tissue was peeled off, revealing its complete face.

Except for the eyes that are the same as those of normal people, it is just a wooden man made of mechanisms.

He was wearing Mr. Qian's skin and Mr. Qian's clothes, revealing his original head.

"The game should be over, Lin Qiu, jump down, as long as you jump down, they can live."

After tearing that layer of skin, its original voice was also revealed. It was the voice that appeared on the broadcast at the beginning, cold and mechanical, but very strange.

Lin Qiu looked at him full of puzzlement. It wasn't because he was unconscious when he was in a trance, but because of his own doubts.

"Why do you think I'm so kind?"

Could it be that his father felt that there was such a kindness in his anti-social personality.

"You really can't?"

The wooden man threw the rhetorical question to him with an inexplicable confidence.

Lin Qiu felt a little annoyed. He didn't hate making choices, but he didn't like others making him choose passively with arrogance.

"You still have 10 minutes, but this time, I will personally choose from the people inside."

The cartoon watch on the wrist turned again. After the last time, those people were too stiff to move any more. They tensed their bodies, enduring the pain in their wrists and restraining the dizziness from blood loss.

"Lin Qiu, you are very powerful, you won't die, but I don't want to die, I want to live."

This time their lives depended on Lin Qiu's choice, and Zhao Yu's inner defense finally collapsed, and he pinned all his hopes on Lin Qiu with tears in his voice.

Lin Qiu raised his eyes to look over, and everyone looked at him without blinking, the eyes in them were rich and complicated.

He was scared when he saw Zhou Wu, and the cold sweat slipped into the corner of his eyes, making him twitch a little uncomfortable, but he looked at Lin Qiu with the same trusting and worried eyes as before.

The cropped man is very stubborn, his fear is exposed by his white lips, but he is not the kind of person who will force people to die in exchange for his own life.

The eyes of Wu Jun and the others are already blurry. They have been tortured for too long and urgently need a result.

"Lin Qiu, please, please."

Zhao Yu has always been like this, making no secret of his desire to survive.

"Ten, nine, eight..."

"I don't want to die! Help me! Help me!"

Zhao Yu broke down and yelled, with the countdown of oppression and Zhao Yu's hysterical despair led the others.

Fear made them tremble uncontrollably, and even lost their voices.

"Five, four..."

They looked at Lin Qiu nervously, did not speak, but their throats became dry and burning.

"two……"

Lin Qiu moved.

He moved slowly, like an old man walking heavily and slowly, but he moved.

"Lin Qiu, you lost."

Seeing Lin Qiu's faltering steps, the wooden man laughed happily.

Lin Qiu's face was pale, and every step he took, he breathed out a foul breath. Finally, he moved to the edge of the guardrail, but he didn't dare to look down, but turned back to look at the wooden man.

"Do you think you've won?" He lifted his chin, and his smile was wanton and arrogant.

"what?"

The wooden man was a little confused, but it found that it was quickly pulled forward by a strong force, and only then did it notice that there was a silk thread wrapped around the waistband of the trousers, and the other end of the thread was in Lin Qiu's hand. inside.

Unexpected changes made it at a loss, it hurriedly wanted to untie Mr. Qian's pants, but Lin Qiu was trying to pull it over.

Lin Qiu smiled, and tightly wrapped the silk thread around his hands. He picked it up next to Li Ye's corpse. At that time, he thought that he would need it sometime.

As for why he had to get to the edge of the corridor before closing the line, it was because he knew how difficult this short road was for him.

And he didn't want any accidents to happen.

When the wooden man anxiously unzipped his trousers, it had already been pulled to the railing of the corridor.

While it was stumbling and still struggling with the pants, Lin Qiu turned around and wrapped the silk thread around the wooden man's neck, and pushed the wooden man down with his strength behind him, and he himself fell down.

Lin Qiu looked up at the people who were hung up, feeling the momentary sense of weightlessness, as if something heavy in his heart dissipated in an instant.

Did his mother look at him that way then?

"Lin Qiu."

In a trance, Lin Qiu swayed, and there was a sharp pain in his arm. In a haze, he saw Qi Zhuang pulling himself upstairs.

"Lin Qiu, look at me."

He opened his eyes and saw Qi Zhuang smiling at himself.

"Lin Qiu, isn't it so difficult? You see, the sixth floor is not so high."

He understood Qi Zhuang's words, and looked at him with a half-smile.

"You must have lied to me."

"Ok?"

Qi Zhuang was a little nervous, and Lin Qiu was amused by the look of recalling that some of his little secrets had been discovered.

"You are not innocent at all, which makes me think you are easy to deceive."

Qi Zhuang blinked his eyes, recalling Lin Qiu's meaning, his ears blushed quietly again, but facing Lin Qiu's question, he still answered seriously: "I didn't..." Pursing his lips, He went on to say, "You can lie to me."

Lin Qiu laughed out loud. In such a somewhat dangerous environment, he still felt itchy, but it was a pity that he couldn't do anything.

Thinking of this, he sighed regretfully, and secretly hooked Gou Qizhuang's palm with his fingers.

Other players who were still suspended: ...

Zhou Wu breathed a sigh of relief. Just now, watching Lin Qiu fall, his heart was really constricted, but seeing Lin Qiu's appearance now, he also tasted a feeling of joy.

"Qi Zhuang, I want to fall."

He breathed a sigh of relief and immediately brought it up again because of Lin Qiu's words.

Qi Zhuang was even more puzzled and shocked.

Lin Qiu has already crossed this step, he doesn't need to taste the feeling of death.

"Why are you……"

Seeing Lin Qiu's calm and indifferent appearance, Qi Zhuang's voice unconsciously lowered.

"I should have fallen."

Lin Qiu's tone was very certain, as if what was behind him was not a deadly height of a six-story building, but a small thing that could be done easily.

"No."

Qi Zhuang rejected Lin Qiu, and he held Lin Qiu's hand stubbornly, even though it hurt Lin Qiu's wound.

"I know I won't die. I haven't found the key to the game yet, so I can't get out."

Lin Qiu raised his eyes and chuckled, and forcefully broke away Qi Zhuang's hand that was holding him.

Qi Zhuang became flustered, he reached for Lin Qiu with both hands, but Lin Qiu insisted on throwing it away, the people above simply didn't have the strength to hold the person who was about to fall.

He frowned, and grabbed Lin Qiu's wrist fiercely.

The unusual strength made Lin Qiu feel the pain of a broken bone, and he looked up at Qi Zhuang unhappily.

"Don't do this, I will be angry."

Qi Zhuang pursed his lips and didn't speak, nor looked him in the eyes, like a child having a temper tantrum.

Lin Qiu frowned slightly, and suddenly smiled again.

"You're so cute."

Hearing the sudden compliment, Qi Zhuang's ears twitched, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled into an arc.

But at this moment, Lin Qiu's falling body jerked violently, and his hand was torn apart by Lin Qiu. As soon as the strength in his hand was loosened, he couldn't hold it anymore.

He looked at Lin Qiu's falling body in shock and panic. Lin Qiu's limbs were stretched out, his eyes were closed and his brows were light, as if the surrounding air could wrap him, and he turned into a child, sleeping soundly in his mother's arms.

Qi Zhuang's eyes hardened and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

And Lin Qiu hit a body the moment he was about to hit the ground, but he didn't wake up because of the limit he could bear mentally.

Qi Zhuang hugged Lin Qiu, he would not resist any of Lin Qiu's decisions, but he would do what he wanted in his own way.

……

"Jingle jingle jingle jingle..."

The long-lost bell rang, and the door of the girls' dormitory opened. The six girls ran out in a swarm, but when they passed the boys' dormitory, they saw a dead body on the ground and screamed in fright.

The sound of messy footsteps came, and the few surviving players supported each other and went downstairs.

Zhou Wu, who was running in the front, pushed open the iron gate, but there was only one player's body on the ground.

Both the wooden man and Lin Qiu disappeared.

"Zhou Wu, what's wrong with you, how did you make it like this, what about Lin Qiu?"

Qin Fen was taken aback by their tragic appearance, and when he looked around, Lin Qiu had also disappeared.

"We should ask you, why are you all right?"

Zhou Wu couldn't speak, and the inch-cut man asked instead to express his doubts.

"What happened? We didn't dare to move when the bell rang. We almost fell asleep. We didn't dare to come out until the bell rang."

After hearing their answers, everyone suddenly realized.

From the time of dividing the dormitory, everything they encountered afterwards was laid.

Because the behind-the-scenes manipulator played by the wooden man is among them, and Chen Haojie, who was initially covered with fake skin, is luring them to break the rules, so everything that follows has an explanation.

"The game, is it over?"

Someone raised this question, and they looked up at the dark sky, where the unusually round moon was fading.

……

Everyone walked towards the school gate. The closed gate had been opened, and the outside was unknown darkness. They turned their heads and saw many densely packed black shadows. The leader was a medium-thin figure. Hair, smooth like a dummy.

And on his left stood a young man with his head tilted, and on his right stood a tall and slender man.

Everyone felt chills and went out one after another. Zhou Wu turned his head again when he was about to step out of the gate.

He saw a tall man standing in the corner.

"Give Mr. Qian's skin back to him."

"Yes."

"This game is a bit over."

"sorry."

Qi Zhuang raised his eyes slightly and walked towards the gate.

One, two, three, the wooden man, it's over.

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