On killing the protagonist

As if sensing Ye Hanjiang's uneasiness, Gu Qinuo stretched out his hand and pulled him into his arms, asking softly, "What's wrong?"

He suddenly made such an intimate gesture, which made Ye Hanjiang blush a little. He turned his head to look at Ye Qiu and Zhang Li, but he seemed to be familiar with it. He suddenly felt strange in his heart, and thought to himself: "This three-person play is too real." up. '

Gu Qinuo thought he didn't hear clearly, so he asked again.

Ye Hanjiang came back to his senses, and whispered in his ear: "I just listened to it. Just now, those people distributed the backpacks from the back to the front. Excluding the dead bald tattooed man, there are obviously 27 people in the room, but the backpacks Three less."

The two looked at each other, everything was silent.

Obviously, this mechanical system did not count Gu Qinuo, Zhang Li, and Ye Qiu. Ye Hanjiang guessed that it was probably because he and Gu Qinuo formed a team, so they were automatically classified as one person, and Zhang Li was Gu Qinuo. Qi Nuo's teammate, Ye Qiu, is a soul body. Although his actions are no different from ordinary people, the system cannot recognize him.

Such a difference is fatal to Ye Hanjiang and the others. Once someone discovers this, the four of Ye Hanjiang will most likely be targeted.

The lessons of history tell us that all heresies do not end well.

When the number read out by the mechanical voice became smaller and smaller, the four of Ye Hanjiang became more and more nervous. Just when Ye Hanjiang gave Ye Qiu and others a wink, something unexpected happened.

"Number 11, Chen Tian."

With the sound of the machine, a boy with a pineapple head and a headband came out of the crowd. He picked up the backpack at the window, threw it on his shoulder, turned around and ran towards the door quickly.

"Number 10, Li Yi."

A short-haired woman in a white coat walked up and was about to take her backpack when a hand suddenly reached out and snatched her backpack.

"What are you doing?" The short-haired woman frowned, obviously disgusted by this way of robbery.

The quarrel at the window caught the attention of the rest of the crowd. They looked up, only to see that the man named Chen Tian had returned at some point.

He tightened his grip on the backpack on the counter, ignoring the short-haired woman's glaring eyes, but looked up at the monitor above, and said, "This is my backpack."

The woman was about to reprimand him for such shameless behavior, but she didn't think about it, but a mechanical voice sounded: "Thanks to the appeal, please put the original backpack at the counter."

The man with the hair tie swung the backpack on his shoulders, and the counter transported the backpack back to the back of the wall, and soon a mechanical voice sounded: "Confirmed, no items are missing, now correct the information, No. 11, Chen Tian."

The short-haired woman was a little stunned, but the man with the hair tie was too lazy to talk to everyone, grabbed the backpack and was ready to go out.

A flat-headed guy blocked his way forward, Chen Tian swaggered over and knocked him away, and before leaving, he didn't forget to glare at him.

Ye Hanjiang looked at Chen Tian's leaving back, and thoughtful eyes flashed across his eyes. He reminded the other three people: "Be careful of this Chen Tian."

Zhang Li didn't take it seriously, he glanced at Chen Tian's figure, and said puzzledly: "He doesn't look like anything special, what are you careful about?"

Ye Hanjiang lowered his head and said softly: "Just now he came back to change his backpack, which was very suspicious. I think he heard something in the bag based on the sound of the backpack shaking, so he decided to come back and change it to a schoolbag with better weapons."

Ye Qiu was a little stunned: "Is it possible to distinguish weapons by hearing?"

Ye Hanjiang nodded and said, "Of course it's possible. Excluding the weight of water and food, at least you can tell whether it's a heavy weapon, and you can also tell whether it's a cold weapon or a gun from the impact of the backpack."

He folded his arms and narrowed his eyes and said, "The machine voice once said that everyone's weapons are allocated according to their talents. He should have judged from the sound that the weapons in the backpack belonged not to him, but to the previous serial number. .”

"Under such circumstances, when a normal person receives a backpack, he just wants to leave this place of right and wrong quickly. Even if he gets the wrong one, he would never dare to come back and change it. But he insisted on coming back and snatching the backpack of the next numbered person."

"What does this mean?" Zhang Li asked confusedly.

Ye Hanjiang sighed: "This shows that he is very familiar with the rules here. The biggest possibility is that this is not the first time he has participated in this survival battle."

When Ye Hanjiang speculated that Chen Tian was an experienced person, the remaining three people all changed their faces. In such a survival battle, encountering an experienced person is more important than meeting someone with super high force value. fear.

Because he is very likely to use some rules that he knows but the beginners don't know to kill people invisible.

At this moment, another commotion broke out in the crowd.

The man in the plaid shirt looked at the cut-off guy standing in front of him, and said angrily, "What are you stopping me for?"

Banbutou stared at the backpack in his hand with a stern expression and said, "Hand over the backpack."

The man in the plaid shirt hugged the backpack tightly in his arms, and said nervously, "What do you want?"

The board-inch man didn't talk nonsense to him at all, he just grabbed it. The man in the plaid shirt looked like he had been sitting in the office for a long time, and he was not his opponent at all. During the fight, the board-inch man became impatient and directly grabbed The man in the plaid shirt pushed away.

The man in the plaid shirt didn't expect him to kill him suddenly, so he hit the glass window next to him without any hesitation.

"Whoa!"

Accompanied by a crisp sound, the man in the plaid shirt shattered a window directly, and the glass shards flew everywhere. A gash was cut on his head by the broken glass, and blood flowed profusely immediately.

Bancuntou didn't even look at him, picked up his backpack and walked straight to the door.

The man in the plaid shirt was full of resentment, his anger rose from his heart for a moment, and the evil turned to his guts. He grabbed a piece of broken glass next to his hand, raised his hand and threw it at Bancuntou.

The irregular glass shards flew towards Bancuntou at an extremely fast speed, but he didn't even look back. He raised his hand to catch the shards and waved back gently.

Everyone only heard the sound of 'whoosh' beside their ears, a ray of light passed quickly in mid-air, followed by a crash, and the broken glass unexpectedly shattered in front of that elegant boy.

A man dressed in black held a horizontal knife in a slashing shape, and stood in front of him with a stern expression.

The people in the house who witnessed all this were amazed. From picking up the fragments with bare hands and throwing them back, to the black-haired man slashing the hidden weapon, all of this happened in just one second. How can someone so powerful Obviously, neither of these two characters is a good role to play with.

"stop!"

Just when Bancuntou opened the door and was about to go out, a cold drink sounded in the room.

Bancuntou turned his head, and saw a man in black coming out, he looked at him with a horizontal knife in his hand: "Didn't your mother teach you not to throw things around?"

Bancunnan raised his lips: "Ah, you almost hurt your boyfriend, didn't you?"

Just when everyone thought that Bancuntou was going to apologize and settle the matter, they saw the man showing a regretful smile: "I'm so sorry! I couldn't kill him."

He looked very sincere when he said sorry, but everyone shuddered in unison. This man was not slippery at all, but deliberately wanted to kill the man in the beige coat.

Seeing that something was going wrong, everyone worried that the two of them would fight and harm Chi Yu, so they picked up the dazed man in the plaid shirt and ran out of the cabin.

The sound of jingling bells and heavy objects falling to the ground soon resounded in the room, occasionally accompanied by a few muffled groans of pain. In less than 5 minutes, the room fell into complete silence.

When everyone was surprised whether the battle was over, the door of the house had already been opened, and the elegant boy in the beige coat walked out with the remaining three people Shi Shiran.

And through the crack of the door, it can be seen that Bancuntou, who was still arrogant just now, is lying on the floor at this time, not knowing whether he is alive or dead.

A sunny and handsome man with an airplane haircut threw the backpack in his hand to the man in the plaid shirt who was sitting on the ground, and raised his chin: "Your, you're welcome."

After all, the four of them turned around and were about to leave, but unexpectedly, the people behind them rushed forward to stop them.

"That—may I ask if we can follow you?" It was a young woman about 30 years old who was talking, she pulled a seven or eight-year-old boy and looked nervously at the four of them and assured them: "Absolutely not. You are causing trouble."

Ye Hanjiang glanced at the child in her arms, and thought flashed in his eyes: According to common sense, there should be no children in this kind of survival game. Since he can appear here, does it mean that he is special?

Seeing that he was silent for a long time, the woman thought it was a silent refusal, bowed to him disappointedly and said, "Sorry to bother you!"

After finishing speaking, he walked towards the others, but a pleasant voice came from behind: "Yes."

She turned around and looked at Ye Hanjiang in surprise, as if she couldn't believe it. Ye Hanjiang looked at the other people and said, "If you want to be with me, you can also be together."

Saying that he called the other three people to leave here, everyone immediately became happy when they heard the words, and hurriedly supported each other, and quickly chased after them.

When they reached a rocky hillside, Ye Hanjiang and the others finally stopped.

A group of people following them also sat down to rest. The wound on the man's head in the plaid shirt kept bleeding, and the short-haired woman in a white coat asked everyone, "Who has bandages and medicine?"

The young woman with the child took out a roll of bandages from her backpack: "I only have bandages here."

The short-haired girl thanked her, took the bandage and began to treat the plaid shirt man's wound.

The little boy squatted aside shyly, and handed something to the man in the plaid shirt.

A familiar button was quietly lying in the small palm, and the man in the plaid shirt realized that the top button of his shirt had fallen off during the jostling with Bancuntou. He took the button and followed with a smile. The little boy thanked: "Thank you, what's your name?"

"Little Jie," the boy replied, and then asked, "What about you?"

"Xiang Xiu."

"Okay, let's wait until after the self-introduction!" The short-haired girl interrupted the conversation between the two: "I'm going to pick up the broken glass, please bear with me."

Speaking of which, the pliers had penetrated into the wound. Fortunately, there was only a small amount of glass slag embedded in the wound. After the short-haired girl did a simple cleaning and disinfection, she wrapped the wound with a bandage.

"Thank you, what's your name?" Xiang Xiu asked after thanking him sincerely.

The short-haired girl glanced at him, but finally replied helplessly, "Li Yi, surgeon."

Xiang Xiu opened the backpack, rearranged the contents inside, and said with a smile, "Xiang Xiu, a professor of the History Department of University A."

The short-haired girl shrugged: "I see."

On the other side, Zhang Li was leaning against the rock with a dog's tail grass in his mouth, and asked curiously, "Xiao Jiu, why do we bring them with us?"

Ye Hanjiang glanced at the group of unsuspecting people, and said in a low voice: "The pillars of the world should be among them. Instead of letting them go out and wander around, it's better to let them go under your nose. Also, if you don't find the pillars of the world Before, try to ensure their safety, lest something like the second world happen again."

The three of them felt that it made sense, so they didn't say anything more.

At this moment, a ray of light suddenly flashed before Ye Hanjiang's eyes.