Abducted an npc in the game

Once again ushered in the stoppage of 10 minutes in the middle, Lin Qiu still did not give up the idea of ​​changing positions.

Even if it is possible, he will try it.

It's just that before this idea could be realized, he discovered an anomaly.

The steel sheets that bound his feet were untied, and he stood up. There was not much liquid under his feet, but they were sticky and wet.

The familiar smell of blood is very close.

He looked down at the blood flowing from under the seat, and slowly turned his gaze to Qi Zhuang.

Qi Zhuang straightened his back as if he had done something wrong, not daring to look up at him.

Anger slowly gathered in Lin Qiu's heart.

He stood on the chair and stepped over, reached out and grabbed Qi Zhuang's collar, forcing him to look up at himself.

"I... I... don't hurt..."

Qi Zhuang's voice was as thin as a mosquito, he hid his ugly severed finger behind his back, he dared not look at Lin Qiu.

Qi Zhuang kept a lot of things from him and deceived him a lot, but he didn't mind, because those were the fun of his deciphering, and they were all under his control, so he was willing to play along with him.

But he didn't want Qi Zhuang to be like a fool, he would rather get hurt than lie.

This has no meaning other than making each other feel bad.

"You thought I wouldn't push it down at the time, so you wanted to lie to me. Do you really think I don't know anything? Why do you think you're doing it for my own good, so you just suffer it yourself."

To be honest, it was just a severed finger, Lin Qiu himself didn't care, he pressed the button at that time, and he was ready for either him or someone else.

If he wants to solve this game and prove the mysteries in his heart, he must sacrifice a certain amount, and he is determined to do so.

At that time, Qi Zhuang said that he could heal on his own, and he believed it, so even though he was uncomfortable, he suppressed it.

But now seeing the blood dripping all over the floor, those discomforts are now doubled.

"You're draining my trust in you."

Qi Zhuang's pupils shrank, and he looked at Lin Qiu in disbelief.

This is the most important thing Lin Qiu has ever said to him.

"No...not...I just wanted to..."

"You just want me to feel more at ease and concentrate on facing this game, but have you ever thought that this time it's a broken finger, and the next time is fate!"

Qi Zhuang's heart ached from being hit by Lin Qiu's words.

He knows, he knows everything.

Lin Qiu looked at Qi Zhuang's stunned and sad look, and sighed softly.

He grabbed Qi Zhuang's hand and looked at his beautiful fingers with distress.

"I want to tell you that I am not that vulnerable, and I don't need you to lower yourself so low. You just need to stand by my side or look at me behind you. You can protect me and help me. Of course I can protect you too. you."

He understands what Qi Zhuang's role is, and he is a guide who helps him overcome the obstacles in his heart and lets him face the choice directly.

It was only later that Qi Zhuang's selfishness was mixed in, and he became soft-hearted and put himself in the dust.

"You can forgive me for a while, but have you ever thought that when I finally find out, the pain will multiply. You just need to believe in me and believe that I can face everything."

A severed finger led Lin Qiu to say these profound words.

But both of them knew that this was not as simple as a severed finger.

Because in the end, Lin Qiu will face the most difficult choice.

"I know, I just...can't bear to..."

I can't bear to see you get hurt, I can't bear to let you go, but I can't bear to trap you here forever.

Qi Zhuang's beautiful black eyes were filled with a touch of sadness, this is the first time he has shown such strong emotions.

Lin Qiu smiled lightly and pinched the tips of his ears.

"What's there to be reluctant to do, I'm here."

He hugged Qi Zhuang, and put his chin on his broad shoulders, where Qi Zhuang didn't see, his eyes were deep and determined.

Where Lin Qiu didn't see, Qi Zhuang's eyes were extremely gentle.

Zhou Wu didn't know what happened to the two of them, but they seemed to be affected, and there was some worry in his brows.

He is not as smart as Lin Qiu.

But he also knew that the outcome of this game would not be good.

……

A new round of the game begins.

The woman on the stage has a new look. She is wearing a fiery red skirt and a pair of red dancing shoes on her feet.

The music "da da da" sounded, and the woman lifted the hem of her skirt to reveal her fair and beautiful ankles.

Handkerchiefs began to be passed, and the women danced lightly and gracefully.

Lin Qiu's expression changed slightly the moment he saw it.

He remembered a story, the red shoes...

Women will dance and dance until they die.

And they will continue to pass along with the music until someone detonates the last bomb.

Apparently, many people saw this strangeness, the obsessed look on the woman's feet, the brisk and bright music, and the pair of red dancing shoes that kept turning.

The atmosphere became extremely oppressive, and they repeated this monotonous action silently.

I don't know how many rounds passed, the music suddenly changed, one of the men was holding a handkerchief in a daze, and then he found that his shackles were untied, and the green light on the watch was flashing.

He was chosen.

The man was not in a hurry. As early as 10 minutes after the stop, he found the remote control and hid it.

Without the slightest hesitation, he pressed down decisively.

The other man snorted, and he had a third severed finger.

Two more, and he'll detonate the last one.

The music didn't stop, the game continued.

Afterwards, most of the people passed the handkerchief silently, or looked for the remote control, or got ready and looked indifferently at the person who suffered for them.

And here, Cuntou was also blown up with a finger, including Cheng Yu, who was also unlucky and injured.

The fiery red shadow of the woman danced tirelessly.

The players seemed to be competing, they were staring at the handkerchief to see who would pass it on, and who would be the first to die.

With Lin Qiu's extraordinary memory, there are currently three people who are most dangerous.

Five bombs were blown on the 11th, five on the 24th, and five on the 19th.

Among them, No. 11 has matched against No. 19, and No. 24 has not yet found her corresponding player.

Now it's up to them who gets their handkerchief first, or finds the remote first.

The three of them became targets, and the handkerchiefs were sent quickly, and every time they fell into the hands of the three of them, countless eyes were filled with tension and anticipation.

But the music still didn't change and didn't stop.

It's like a game that never stops.

More and more people have impatience in their eyes.

Finally, the handkerchief fell into the hands of a woman, but not one of the three of them.

There was a small sigh from the crowd, followed by three small sighs of relief.

After seeing the number of the person holding the handkerchief, Lin Qiu knew who the first person to die was.

Number 6 is a small and delicate girl who has never been called, so she is clean and intact.

Like everyone else, she got ready early and pulled out her own first remote.

Number 6 looked around, frowning and feeling a little confused.

She doesn't really want to hurt others, but she doesn't want to bear it herself.

More or less people in the crowd looked at her, wondering who was the one chosen by No. 6.

In the last few minutes of the time, No. 6 bit his lip and pressed down cruelly.

"Oh!"

The explosion this time was louder than all the previous ones, and the last relaxed and dazed expression of No. 24 was frozen on the screen.

Then it was bloody like a horrific horror movie.

Qi Zhuang took off his clothes, which were messily stained with blood and pieces of meat.

There were only a few bloodstains on the white shirt, and he frowned and threw away his coat in disgust.

On the other side, No. 23 seemed to be fished out of blood, his body was sticky and messed up.

He hadn't recovered from the explosion just now, and looking at it now, it should be the place where No. 24 should be. At this time, only the broken lace skirt and red liquid remained.

Lin Qiu took out the handkerchief in his coat pocket and wiped the blood that was accidentally splashed. His movements were not rushed, and he looked casual, as if he had just witnessed a death.

Zhou Wu, who was accidentally affected on the 17th, was not much better. He was stiff, his face was pale, and his hands were tightly clutching his trouser legs. The coolness seeped out.

Everyone didn't react, and No. 6 was frightened into silence.

It never occurred to her that the first time she pressed the remote control, she wanted a person's life.

The theater grew louder, from small murmurs to violent sobs.

Some people shook their chairs frantically, trying to break free from the steel plates that bound their feet, and some broke down and burst into tears, not daring to look back.

They seemed to have been triggered by a switch called fear in their hearts, and the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time all erupted at this moment.

The elegant theater instantly became chaotic, cursing, crying, and loud noises even overwhelmed the non-stop music.

The red figure on the stage is still dancing non-stop with a smile on her face. She is not shaken by anything, like a graceful dancer locked in a crystal ball.

Lin Qiu has already separated from that similar face.

The figure that fell from the window sill back then, the figure that haunted him with nightmares every night, had become very light when he chose to fall from the sixth floor.

The rules of the game will not be changed by any player's emotions.

It is continuing as it should.

But the players couldn't take care of so much at this time, even if their ankles were already struggling and bleeding, they all wanted to escape like crazy.

Especially the precarious No. 11 and No. 19.

No. 24 was blown to pieces alive, which became their reminder.

The handkerchief fell into No. 6's hand, she was already frightened, and she didn't know how to send it down.

Lin Qiu sat there, everything in the chaos around him had nothing to do with him, and that indifferent look was out of place.

It wasn't until the bomb exploded again that No. 6 lost a finger that she realized that the game was still going on.

Trembling, she passed the bloody handkerchief to the next person.

Passed on one by one, in the blood lesson, the crazy players were tamed again, they sat tremblingly on the chairs, suppressed the fear and collapse in their hearts, and continued the game.