Run with the ball in an escape game

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With a sharp gunshot, everyone's eyes widened in fright.But the bloody scene of brains splattering did not appear, Ying Mutian was still standing there, but his head was tilted to the side.

"Honey, this is really scary." Ying Mutian smiled, raised his feet and turned to look behind him.

Jing Huan also raised his gun and looked straight ahead.

Everyone looked over in a daze, and saw a fourth black hole appearing on the head of a face in the first row below the stage.The masked man froze for a while, and then his expression of O0O slowly began to melt, quickly turning into a puddle of black and blending into the darkness under the stage.

The audience was silent for a second, and then all the white-masked men began to scream.

"what!!!!"

"Killed!!!"

"Help! They killed people!!"

Jing Huan was stung by the sound, covered his ears, and cursed: "It's so noisy."

After finishing speaking, a few more bullets were fired, very accurately, and three more faces fell down.

The audience immediately became more chaotic, and soon, a man looked at the people on the stage with empty eyes, and his movements were so uniform that it made people feel creepy.

The voices of countless men, women and children sounded:

"They killed people! Damn them! Kill them!"

"Damn! Damn!"

"KILL THEM!!!"

The face people transferred their hatred to the players, and immediately waved their soft and slippery limbs. The white hand-like thing grabbed the edge of the stage and was about to climb up.

Wang Dongsheng immediately looked at Jing Huan and screamed: "What have you done!? They are all coming up now!!!"

Jing Huan didn't panic at all, and even sneered, he held the gun and said: "It seems that I guessed right, the way to pass the level is indeed when there is only one living person."

"So what does this have to do with you provoking them!"

Jing Huan replied: "Think about the background explanation of the first mechanical sound."

Remember to study clearly the initial dungeon description is the first thing to do when entering each dungeon. It contains a lot of useful information. Many players even find a place to write down the description directly after hearing it.

Wang Dongsheng naturally remembered it. He recalled silently: "Next, we will explain the game...a stage play for people to entertain. You are the audience's puppet. Please look at yourself... the puppet!?"

Jing Huan nodded: "In this dungeon, the player was not positioned as an adult from the beginning. From the stage play that caused the audience to be dissatisfied and was about to be executed, to the tragic story of Sariana, it all reflects this. The group of us who stood on the stage , all of them are just puppets for people to enjoy. And people, of course, refer to..."

Everyone looked at the faces that were climbing up like sticky white bugs. These things were probably the "people" in this dungeon.

Just now Jing Huan shot and killed a few white-faced men, and now these things are shouting "Kill".Obviously, the correctness of this statement has been confirmed. These things are the "people" in the dungeon. They don't need to kill each other, but need to kill this group of disgusting monsters.

Then there is no psychological pressure, but...

"Damn! What should I do!? There are hundreds of these things, how to fight!? Kill them all!?" Wang Dongsheng's scalp was numb, and the mask had already climbed up.

Ying Mutian looked at the cowardly and stupid appearance of this group of humans, and then at the cold and rustling appearance of Jing Huan holding a gun, and immediately sneered at Wang Dongsheng and others.

"Then what else can you do, don't wait until you are killed?"

With that said, he picked up an iron rod and a shield and rushed out.

Although weapons with high lethality such as swords are fake, they cannot be used.But the iron rod must be strong enough, and the shield used for the show is also well-made to defend against attacks.

But as soon as he rushed out, the face man next to him showed signs of shivering and dodging.

[Don't hide!Come here! 】

Ying Mutian frowned, and an aura that ordinary people couldn't feel spread rapidly, and the faces around him were stunned, forced by the threat, they could only come forward to die aggrieved.

The hundreds of dough figurines in the entire arena here combined are no match for him, so for the sake of realism, Ying Mutian worked diligently to pretend to be weak.

He kicked the frontmost masked man away with one kick, pierced two of them with an iron rod, and then used his shield to withstand the attacks of the other ones, and turned to Jing Huan for help.

"It's amazing!" Wang Dongsheng and the others were very excited and admired, the boss is worthy of being a boss, how chic and handsome.

Facing the dozens of disgusting monsters rushing forward, he kicked them with long legs, and the iron rod made a sound of piercing wind in the air, killing three of them in a few seconds!

They were greatly encouraged, and immediately picked up their weapons and rushed out.

Jing Huan was different, he loosened his fingers holding the gun, and watched Ying Mutian pretending to be weak.

The acting skills have come back a bit, and after blocking the attack with a shield, he still has an anxious and vicious expression when he looks back.

"Help me! Shoot!"

Jing Huan didn't shoot, but picked up a crowbar next to him and weighed it in his hand.

"There are not many bullets, use them in an emergency."

Ying Mutian looked at him, standing upright with the windbreaker open, but his lower abdomen was perfectly exposed, and that little curvature was completely impossible to ignore.

A pregnant man with a crowbar ready to fight! ?

The veins on Ying Mutian's forehead twitched, and he shouted subconsciously: "Stand still! You don't need to do it! I'll do it myself, please pay attention to my safety!"

After finishing speaking, he held up his shield and rushed forward to overturn a few faces, and looked back...

Jing Huan knocked on a face with a crowbar, and looked like he was about to kick with his toes on tiptoe.

"I told you not to move!"

Ying Mutian hurried over, kicked the masked man out of the face, and said angrily to Jing Huan: "Do you know who you are!? You're pregnant!"

Jing Huan touched his lower abdomen, and answered naturally: "I know, but in this environment, if you don't try your best, you will die."

For Ying Mutian, his acting skills have improved by leaps and bounds, his eyes are firm, serious and beautiful, which makes people's hearts tremble.

Ying Mutian is the emperor who is bewitched by the beauty at this moment, without even thinking about it, he immediately said, "I'll protect you before it's time to desperately fight, and you'll be ready with a gun before that."

Jing Huan was taken aback by his words, and then showed a grateful smile, his eyes bent like water.

Ying Mutian took a deep breath, turned around and stood in front of Jing Huan with an iron rod in his hand, his back was solid and reliable.

Jing Huan smiled, put his hands on his stomach and stood behind him reassuringly.

On the other side, Wang Dongsheng and the others fought desperately with the faces.The attack power of these things is not high, but the limbs without bones are particularly flexible.

When the number is large, it is particularly deadly if it is strangled from all directions.

Some people have already had their bones broken, and they are so painful that they are unable to fight on the ground.

"I can't beat... I can't beat it, there are too many! Hurry up and get closer to the boss!"

In the panic, someone yelled.Wang Dongsheng looked back and saw that the four of them were in a panic against the enemy, while Ying Mutian was fighting alone against the enemy, but he was heroically protecting Jing Huan behind him.

? ? ?Is there such a big gap between people?How awesome is this fighting power?

Ying Mutian kicked the two-faced man away with one kick, and lowered his legs gracefully, only then remembered to pretend to take a few breaths.

"Are you okay? Can you hold on?"

"Of course it's fine."

Even if he had five times more noodles and let him kick for three days and three nights, he would not be under any pressure.

Then, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw Wang Dongsheng and the others running towards him.

Ying Mutian: "..."

Can these people get out?

He dealt with another enemy, stopped his movements wearily, wiped his sweat, turned around and shouted: "You guys came just in time, I can't hold on anymore, let's cooperate together."

Wang Dongsheng and others: "...Huh?"

But when it comes to this point, it's not okay to hug your thighs and eat dry rice.Everyone can only command and cooperate, first pick up a large object as a cover, and then attack behind the cover.

But with hundreds of face men pouring in like a tide, the defense finally couldn't sustain it.

The white limbs passed through the gap like tentacles, and directly grabbed the wrist of the only female in the team.

There were screams and the sound of bones breaking, and Jing Huan immediately shot and killed the masked man who continued to charge up with his gun.

Wang Dongsheng roared: "No way! Two people have already been injured, but these bastards can't finish killing them!"

The masked people outside the defense were crowded together, and the visual effect looked like countless surging white tentacles, and also like a pile of white worms, which looked disgusting.

These things can't be killed without the head, and maybe twenty or thirty have been killed so far. The comparison of the total number is really desperate.

Ying Mutian was also a little irritable, he couldn't directly kill this group of annoying low-level ghosts, and he couldn't even act too strong to arouse suspicion.

It's really tight.

"If the physical attack is weak, then use magic."

A cool voice sounded behind the crowd, and when they turned their heads, they saw Jing Huan with a calm expression, holding a glass bottle filled with liquid in his left hand, and a lighter in his right hand.

"I just searched in this pile of things." He raised his foot and kicked a large pile of messy things on the ground.

"There's some kerosene gasoline, some put in a bottle."

Ying Mutian knew what he wanted to do, and it was a little funny, thinking about the last level...

"This is the attribute of arsonist, are you addicted to burning?"

Wang Dongsheng had no idea that this man, who seemed to be just smart enough to be guarded by them just now, would actually do such a thing.

"Well, then? Do you want to throw the bottle out and shoot it with a gun like in the movie? That's too difficult, but..."

While speaking, Jing Huan threw the bottle out with a "hey" sound, and then raised his hand to shoot.

The glass bottle shattered violently in the air, and the liquid inside splashed out, and was quickly ignited by the sparks generated by the friction of the bullet.

The violent flame exploded in the air, directly showering the head and face of the people below.

"Ahhhhh!!"

"It's on fire! It's on fire!"

Screaming more intensely, these masks are not considered flammable, but after the fire sticks to their limbs, their limbs will be blackened and melted.

"...Could you do it? Damn you are amazing! Sharpshooter!!! You can hit this! Boss, give it another shot!"

Jing Huan changed the direction, threw out a glass bottle again, and immediately another beautiful rain of fire fell down.

The entire dark venue brightened up, but the scene became like a sea of ​​flames in hell.

The danger of arson was also manifested, as the burning masks ran around, and the messy props and scenery on the stage were suddenly set ablaze.

The surrounding temperature rose rapidly, and there was an increasing danger of being burned to death together.

Everyone looked at the culprit in unison.

Jing Huan put away the lighter, and said calmly: "Okay, now you need to be careful of being burned."

"Haven't you considered the consequences!? They're all running over!!! Run!"

Ying Mutian quickly stood up and said, "Do you still remember the room where we ate before? There was a faucet in that place that could produce water. I don't know if there will be any now."

"Forget it! Let's look for it first, I remember that room is on the left."

"Strange, why is the fire so powerful? I remember throwing two bottles of oil. How did it burn like this?"

Everyone quickly moved in a hurry, moving quickly while dealing with the man with a hot face who ran over.

Jing Huan was staggered twice, the surroundings were too chaotic, there were various obstacles under his feet, or the black sticky substance left by the masker after his death, and from time to time, people crowded over nervously.

He protected his lower abdomen and avoided it with difficulty, but he still staggered.

Just as he was about to balance his body, a hand stretched out from the side and grabbed him tightly.

Ying Mutian smiled and said: "Be careful, falling while pregnant is a big deal."

Another long-lost concern.

"En." Jing Huan nodded slowly, and took his hand back.

The two walked forward slowly among the chaotic crowd of players and faces, holding hands.

Ying Mutian was so focused on leading people to avoid danger that he didn't realize that his hand-holding was so natural.

He took Jing Huan's hand and secretly used his strength to investigate Jing Huan again.

This fire is indeed a bit weird, and it was the same in the previous dungeon. It was obviously just a little bit of kerosene in the kerosene lamp, but when Jing Huan touched the kerosene lamp and poured the oil out, a violent flame erupted.

With such a little oil, it is impossible to burn such a big fire.

Let's get in touch with the huge light I saw when I was sensing it before. There is definitely a secret in this human being.

But when he checked again, he couldn't perceive anything.

"I found it! There is really water! Hurry up and get your clothes wet, and cover your mouth and nose with a wet towel!"

The players who walked in front had already found the faucet, and were pleasantly surprised to find that the pipe connected to the stage could still emit water.

The burning faces were still running around, and the fire was getting bigger and bigger. The few people hiding under the ruins of the set and next to the faucet were not too serious.

Although the fire was quite big, most of it burned on the stage, and the larger place off the stage was still filled with darkness.There was no feeling of suffocation in the space either, Jing Huan had specially observed this scene.

Being burned by fire, coupled with the efforts of everyone.

After more than half an hour, several people were exhausted and covered with fire ash and black sticky substance, and they still couldn't get up.

Jing Huan had already handed the gun to Ying Mutian, and leaned wearily against a box.His strength was exhausted again, this time even more so.

Unknowingly, the chaotic voices outside gradually receded, and consciousness began to sink.

Normally, no matter how tired he was, he would not dare to sleep deeply like this in an unfamiliar environment.But now... there is Ying Mutian next to him.

Then he can rest for a while.

Until, he was awakened by Ying Mutian's voice.

"Leave the last one, don't kill!"

Jing Huan opened his eyes and sat up supporting his tired and sleepy body.

The masked man has been completely wiped out, and there is a black disgusting slime all around, leaving only the last masked man struggling and being trampled under by Wang Dongsheng.

"Why do you still have to stay... Ah, yes, the customs clearance requirement is the last 'person' left!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the mask under his feet suddenly slowly dissolved.

"Hey, hey, is it going to die!?" Wang Dongsheng hurriedly moved his feet to fish it out, but the dough quickly turned into a puddle, and a silver key appeared in the middle.

Jing Huan watched with distaste as Wang Dongsheng excitedly picked up the keys covered in a pile of filth, and excitedly jumped up and down on the dirty floor.

"Yes! This is the key to clear the level! But where is the door!?"

Jing Huan replied: "Probably behind the auditorium under the stage, most theaters are set up like this."

"Ah, it's finally over, I'm exhausted, I passed another level...and..."

The voices of other people talking to themselves sounded next to them, and then it turned into a tired discussion among several people.

"I still have six levels, oh... how do I pass it?"

"... Has anyone really passed all the checkpoints? Has he really been resurrected?"

"Who knows, I miss my wife and daughter so much, I want to live."

The voice of the dialogue gradually becomes quieter, everyone has their own thoughts, and entering such a game gives them a glimmer of hope, but more of it is despair.

Jing Huan didn't hurry to urge them, he just sat down to rest again, now that there is no danger around, it probably won't take too long to find the last door.

"What about you? Do you want to be resurrected too? There are also people who want to wait?"

Jing Huan turned his head and stared fixedly at Ying Mutian for a while.

"Huh? Is there? There should be, right?" Ying Mutian looked down at Jinghuan's lower abdomen.

Jing Huan asked back, "What about you? Is there anyone you want to meet or like?"

Ying Mutian never thought that he would be asked this kind of question back, he is not a player at all, how could he have the wish to be resurrected, how could he have someone who wants to meet....

"No."

Jing Huan repeated calmly: "Really not?"

"I'm so handsome, I guess only other people think about me, not me. Before, there were a few women who kept pestering me." He thought about his identity as the king of ghosts. Only the ghosts wanted to pester him. portion.

After Ying Mutian finished speaking, he raised his eyes, and suddenly found that Jing Huan's eyes were surprisingly cold.

"Oh." Jing Huan said: "You are still a playboy? It's a pity."

"pity?"

"That's right. My former lover has been missing for too long. It's lonely without anyone to accompany me. I plan to find a new boyfriend."

Ying Mutian: "...You, are you so ruthless?"

Jing Huan looked at him and sneered: "Why am I being ruthless? Didn't I say that? It's fine for him to leave me alone and play with the kids. He's usually very annoying. He's narcissistic, middle school, and childish. I've long wanted to change, One, one, it."