Global Escape [Unlimited Streaming]

Mazi yelled hoarsely, and yelled at Uncle Amu: "And you, especially you old man, I've had enough of you for putting on such a conceited face all day long, it's disgusting. Where does the self-confidence come from to boss others around? He listens to others nonsense without any knowledge, why should I suffer this kind of punishment? Calling us trash all day long, I think you are trash, I'm sorry~"

"Damn you, if you have the ability, you burn it, thinking that grandpa is afraid of you?" Uncle Amu became furious when he was scolded by pockmarked face, and immediately stopped his scruples, and strode towards pockmarked face: "I'm afraid you are a grandson, grandpa will kill you .”

"Don't, don't come here," Mazi yelled in horror, "Come here again, I'm really burned."

"Burn it, I think you don't have the guts, you're just a wimp." Uncle Amu spat on the ground.

"Ah, ah, ah..." Pockmarked face broke down and roared, and he threw the oil lamp at Uncle Amu fiercely. The old oil lamp exploded in his chest with a "bang".The scalding hot oil splashed all over the front, and the fire on the lamp suddenly ignited the hot oil.

Uncle Amu's chest was on fire in an instant. He was stunned for a moment, his face twisted in pain, and then he suddenly screamed. He slapped the flames on his chest in panic, panicking He kept retreating, and suddenly tripped, and the whole person fell back into the burning bonfire.

With a bang, Uncle Amu was submerged in the fire as the pyre collapsed.

A female player covered her mouth and exclaimed.

Uncle Amu's whole body was already full of flames, and he was instantly engulfed in flames from head to toe.He rolled down from the collapsed pyre, and rolled over the red-hot charcoal slag. His whole body was tossing and turning in pain in the scorching flames.

Although Huashu Jiangli pushed the crowd away in the fastest time and poured water from the urn on Uncle Amu's body with a bucket, Uncle Amu stopped moving after the flames were extinguished.

Unrecognizable, the whole body is black as coke, and the cracked skin in some places is still leaking oil.Uncle Amu slowly opened his cloudy eyes, let out a breath, and then fell silent.

The air was filled with the smell of burnt and cooked meat.

Huashu poked Uncle Amu's head with a piece of wood, and there was a two-finger-wide wooden thorn inserted into the back of Uncle Amu's neck, which seemed to have been inserted when he fell into the woodpile. Only one finger of the wooden thorn was left outside , It seems to be inserted very deep, the flower tree tried to pull it out, but it was very difficult to pull it out.Huashu tried Uncle Amu's breath, "He's dead."

As soon as Huashu finished speaking, some players bent over and vomited, throwing up all the food they ate at night, and a sour smell suddenly added to the air. It was not disgusting at first, but some people vomited.

Everyone stood away from the body.

The death of this corpse is horrific!

Pockmarked face had already fallen to the ground with limp legs, his whole body was limp, he looked at Uncle Amu's body in disbelief, and muttered nervously: "I, I... killed someone?! I killed someone!!"

Jiang Li went to the shed and rummaged around, found a straw mat, Hua Shu took it, and covered Uncle Amu's body, covering the whole body.

As soon as Uncle Amu died, many players stood there and had no idea.

"What should we do?" Someone whispered, "Uncle Amu hasn't distributed cow dung cakes to us yet."

Jiang Li looked at the sky, then at Uncle Amu's stolen cow dung cakes at the bald door, walked over and took two, and handed one to Sister Mei. "Miss Mei, it's getting late, let's go back to sleep first. It won't be safe any later."

Sister Mei nodded holding the cow dung cake, "Wait a minute," the player who saw Jiang Li holding the cow dung cake stopped Jiang Li: "There are only six here, and you took two, what should others do? Huh? No, "The man said: "Why are there only three cards left? One card is missing?"

Jiang Li raised her eyes and glanced at the closed door in front of her, then lowered her eyes to the two heels exposed behind the door, turned her head and pointed to the hut where the cow dung cakes were placed: "There are still a lot in there, you can go and get them."

As soon as Jiang Li finished speaking, most of the people went to the hut.

Jiang Li also turned around and left.

Behind the closed door, the bald head was firmly pressed against the door, his left hand was clutching a piece of cow dung cake, and his right hand was pressing hard on his throbbing chest, which scared him to death. Uncle Amu burned to death.This change was really unexpected. Now that Pockmarked Face is not dead, he will be in big trouble.

Thinking of this, he fumbled back and touched the latch on the door, and he was relieved after confirming that it was firmly inserted.In short, tonight, the murderer Mazi must not be allowed to enter the door.

In the yard, seeing everyone taking cow dung cakes in twos and threes, Da Liu thought about it and felt a little itchy, but just to be on the safe side, he ran to Jiang Li and asked, "Xiao Jiang, how much do you think I'll take?" He still didn't complete the task of cutting down trees today, and his roommate Xiao Wang has always complained about it. Uncle Amu is gone tonight, so can he take the whole tree?

Jiang Li paused and glanced at Da Liu. He understood the meaning of what Da Liu said, but, "I think," Jiang Li said, "you'd better take what you deserve. This is my opinion."

Da Liu thought for a while: "Okay." He went and broke off a quarter of the whole piece that Xiao Wang took.Xiao Wang was a little bit critical, and Da Liu told Xiao Wang what Jiang Li had said, "I trust Jiang Li's judgment. After all, we didn't get enough for the past few nights and nothing happened." Xiao Wang thought about it, so he let Da Liu put the three-quarters down.

There was someone who wanted to take more, and after hearing Da Liu's words, he also put the extra back.

Back in front of the house, Sister Mei turned her head. In the yard, Uncle Amu's corpse was covered with a mat and parked there in a dark state. "Is it okay for this corpse to hang out like this?"

"It's getting late, so we can only hang it here." Xiao Zhu said from the side. "After all, it's not safe here after dark, and we can't do anything about it. We can only talk about it tomorrow morning."

"Yes." Miss Mei nodded.

"Sister Mei," seeing that Sister Mei was about to enter the house, Jiang Li called Sister Mei, "Don't go out tonight, even if you want to go to the bathroom, you can do it inside."

"Why?" Miss Mei was surprised.Going to the toilet in the house is very difficult!Of course, she doesn't have to be there all night.

"If an important NPC dies, it may not be peaceful."

"Could it be... there will be a change?"

"In case."

"clear."

Soon, everyone went back to the house, except for the pockmarked face who was still in a daze in the yard.

It wasn't until the yard became completely quiet that the dazed, pockmarked face shivered, and he reacted suddenly. He looked up and looked around, only to realize that he was the only one left in the yard when he didn't realize it.All the doors were shut, and none were left open.

No, no, he wasn't alone, he turned around with a stiff neck, and Uncle Amu's body was still parked in the yard!

His heart seemed to be stuck in his throat, and the pupils of his pockmarked face constricted one after another. He got up shaking his legs, and ran to the door of his own house in a stumbling manner. He didn't want to push hard, but he didn't.The pockmarked face was startled, then angry, and slammed on the door: "bald, bald? You bastard, you opened the door for me, and dared to shut me out. You didn't hurt me once enough, and you want to hurt me again? You bastard!" You fucking let me in. If you don't open the door, I'll never end with you."

The bald head sat on the bed tremblingly. When the door was hit by the pockmarked face for the first time, he trembled in shock, but he choked his throat and made no sound. His body slammed into the door, and there was a dull bang, which made the bald head's heart beat wildly. Is the door solid?Will the latch be too thin and be broken?Thinking of this, the bald head suddenly jumped up, rushed to the door and pushed it hard from the inside. "Pocket me, I won't open the door for you. You've given up on it."

"Why don't you open it for me? This is also my house." Mazi took a few big steps back angrily, sprinted, and slammed into the door.The bald head leaning against the door with his back hard heard the creaking sound of the bolt's wood. He quickly lowered his head and found that the four-finger-wide wooden bolt had cracks.

The bald head yelled anxiously: "Pocket, don't bump into it. If you hit us, you won't be able to think about it tonight. What's the use of a house without a door?"

"Then open it for me, and I won't hit you if you let me in." Mazi yelled, clutching his painful shoulder.

"You killed someone, who knows if you can survive tonight, it will be very dangerous for you to come in." The bald head said: "I can't open the door for you unless you survive tonight."

"Fart," Mazi hopped, "You're hurting me. If you don't let me in, we'll die together." After he finished speaking, he took a few steps back, but saw the heels of the bald man standing in front of the door from under the crack of the door. , Immediately rushed over and stretched out his hand to grab one of the bald head's ankles, and dragged it out with both hands, the bald head inside the door screamed, was dragged down violently, and fell face-to-face on the ground.

As soon as the bald head fell to the ground, the pockmarked face pulled it out with all its might, and actually pulled the bald head's foot and calf out from under the crack of the door.

The bald and fat calf was stuck between the ground and the door panel, the leg was sore from scraping by the wooden plank, the pockmark was still pulled out vigorously outside, and tried to break it up, the painful bald head screamed, and the eyes turned black intermittently.

Mazi looked at the leg that was being pulled by his hands. The trouser legs with bald ankles were scraped off and stuck in the crack of the door. Grinding his teeth, he came up with hatred and bit down hard.

The bald head yelled, "Help, help, come quickly, help..."

Opposite, Jiang Li sat in the room, listening carefully to the movement outside, "It seems to be deadlocked."

"It seems quite intense." Huashu also tilted her head and listened.

Jiang Li thought for a while: "If you don't open the door with a bald head, I'm afraid it will be difficult for pockmarks to enter."

"Mazi is still not smart enough. If you call me, I will take an ax and open the door." Huashu made a gesture of chopping down with one hand.

"It makes sense," Jiang Li tilted her head and thought for a while, "How about I remind Mazi?"

"It's possible." Huashu nodded.

Jiang Li immediately stood up, ran to the door, moved the wooden stake that blocked the door, bent and lowered his head, but just as he took a careful look outside, he immediately shook his whole body, and quickly pushed the wooden stake back, Stand up and look back at the flower tree.

Huashu was surprised, and just about to speak, Jiang Li rushed forward and held Huashu's mouth, "Hush~" Jiang Li said almost in a breathy voice, "Don't make a sound first."

Hua Shu felt Jiang Li's fingers trembling, nodded, pressed Jiang Li's arms with both hands, and brought Jiang Li to the bedside, under the light of the cow dung cake on the bedside, Hua Shu frowned, and said softly: "Why, you What did you see? Why is your face so white?!"

Jiang Li was gripped by Huashu, felt the warmth from Huashu's palm, and took a breath: "Uncle Amu's body...sit up."

Huashu was taken aback, "Scared?"

Jiang Li nodded: "The main reason is that I was not mentally prepared, and suddenly saw..."

"It's okay." Hua Shu pressed Jiang Li onto the bed and told him to lie down: "Don't worry about it, go to sleep."

Jiang Li squeezed Huashu's hand hard: "Huashu, tell me, is Uncle Amu still alive?"

Huashu took off her shirt and covered Jiang Li, and lay down too, "Impossible, I tried, Uncle Amu is dead."

"Then...could it be like the corpse of the female player who chose the bride to die?"

"It's possible, after all, he died in vain." Hua Shu shook Jiang Li: "Don't think about it, close your eyes and sleep."

"Okay." Jiang Li tightened Huashu's clothes, took a deep breath, and closed her eyes.