Run with the ball in an escape game

Gunshots resounded through the forest, a flock of black mist-like birds flew up in fright, followed by dogs barking.

"What's the matter? Was it shot by a hunter?" Ru Guihua was startled, and got up and crossed the rock to stare at the movement on the mountain.

Jing Huan also stared at the mountain in front of him, and the cat ears on the top of his head, which were actually useless, stood up alertly.

The barking of the dog was going down the hill, chasing something.

Jing Huan suddenly said to Ru Guihua: "Come here, do me a favor."

Wearing a mask, he walked towards the junction of the woods and the beach, first picked up a branch and patted the surrounding grass to drive away some animals.

Ying Mutian came up to him and asked, "Is Huanhuan kind enough to help me, a man without a mask, to make sure I'm safe? That's great."

Jing Huan threw the stick and looked at Ru Guihua: "It's safe for now, find two strong wooden sticks as weapons, the stronger the better. Then find a few very long sticks, preferably vines."

Ru Guihua roughly knew what he wanted to do, nodded and ran to the forest to start looking for branches.

Ying Mutian also turned around immediately, and within ten seconds, he pulled out from nowhere two or three vines that were entwined with a length of more than three meters, and held them up in front of Jing Huan.

The more Jing Huan looked at him, the more he looked like a big dog. He would come over triumphantly to ask for credit if he got a stick and rope from nowhere.The sense of sight is too strong, and there is even an illusion that if this person holds a long stick in his mouth, he will be stuck between two trees and cannot get out, just like those cute pet videos on the Internet.

No, think about something messy.

Jing Huan drove away the strange images in his mind, and directly took the vine in Ying Mutian's hand and pulled it. It was very strong, and it was perfect for shady people.

Ru Guihua had already picked up a few sticks and Jing Huan picked out three long and thick sticks, one for each.

The movement on the mountain was getting closer and closer, Jing Huan turned his head and said to the two of them: "Later, one person will hold this vine at the same time. If the person rushing in the front is the player, let them pass. If the only person behind is the hunting dog, then trip the dog. If there are still people, just ignore the dog and trip the person. After it is down, immediately rush up with a stick and hit the head, understand?"

"Knock... directly on the head?" Ru Guihua relaxed for a while, but it turned out to be so irritating as soon as it came up, and she was a little nervous and sweated all over.

Jing Huan lowered his voice and said without emotion: "Well, with the greatest strength, it doesn't matter if the brains come out."

Ru Guihua: "..."

Well, how brutal!But it is true that if it is an enemy, if you don't kill him, you may be the one who dies.

Jing Huan hid behind the tree on both sides, listening to the sound to judge where he might come down, and then hid on the left and right sides of a gap, holding a relaxed vine and waiting.

The sound of fleeing for life was getting closer, accompanied by a few roars of collapse.

"Fuck! We're going to catch up!"

"Wait for me, wait for me!"

It's not just one person...

Seeing the two people staggering down the hill, Jing Huan stretched out a hand and waved it lightly behind the tree.

"Ahh! This way! This way!"

The two rushing down rushed over as if they had seen a savior.

Jing Huan dodged and hid behind the tree, raised his hand to signal Ying Mutian on the other side.

Ying Mutian leaned against the tree trunk angrily, and flicked the rope in his hand twice casually to show that he had heard the order.

This pretentious ghost king...will be struck by lightning sooner or later.

Jing Huan was speechless for half a second, then he and Ru Guihua behind him grabbed hold of the vines.

"Listen to my command, I said tighten and immediately tighten the vine."

"Ok!"

The two players who were chased by the hunter to the point of crying finally rushed down with a trail of dust. Jing Huan watched carefully, and the two of them successfully crossed the vine.

Next, there were two more footsteps, one was light and hasty, and the other was heavy and slow.

The sound of hurried running followed by a rushing, it really was a hound, so the point is the last one...

"Pull!" Jing Huan listened to the voice, and suddenly straightened the vine in his hand.The vines bounced from the grass and blocked the last hunters.

The hunter who used gravity and inertia to sprint on the downhill road couldn't stop the car at all, and was directly stopped by the vines and flew forward.His face hit the ground with a bang, and he fell very miserably at first sight.

The hunter's equipment also flew out. It was an old gun and a machete.

"&(*￥@)!!!"

The hunter cursed vaguely, propped himself up on the ground and was about to turn over.With cold sweat on her palms, Ru Guihua rushed over with a stick, but someone was faster than him.

Ying Mutian jumped down from the slope, and the stick in his hand fell straight down.

With a muffled sound, the hunter immediately fell to the ground.

"Wow!" The hound realized that its master was being attacked, gave up chasing the two players, turned around and bit them, and was thrown flying with a stick by Jing Huan, who was catching up with him.

Ru Guihua silently put down the stick... In the end, she was not needed at all.

After Jing Huan hit it, it was like playing an ordinary baseball game. He held the wooden stick and rubbed his wrists relaxedly, then picked up the gun that fell on the ground.

A very old-fashioned shotgun with a short range and low lethality. There are only three bullets left in the chamber. Generally speaking, it is not very easy to use.

Jing Huan put the gun on his back and walked towards the hunter who was lying on the ground.

Ying Mutian was arrogantly stepping on his head in a victorious gesture, and when he saw Jing Huan approaching, he immediately said: "It's a bit miserable, but he didn't die. You can tie him up and save him for questioning later."

"Well, take it back."

Jing Huan nodded, and Ying Mutian tied the hunter's leg with a vine in disgust, and dragged him back.

Ru Guihua looked at this series of scenes from the side, and always felt that there was an illusion. They... No, to be precise, Jing Huan and Ying Mutian looked like hunters who came out to hunt. Now that they easily hunted the prey, they were ready to carry it back .

These two people are really powerful.

If anyone in the dungeon can really go back through ten levels, they must be two of them.

The three returned to the beach, and the two who had just escaped were already wolfing down the leftover food by the fire.

As soon as Jing Huan and Ying Mutian came over, they shrank and put down the food in their hands.

They all saw the performance of these two people just now. Although it was so easy to win with vines, the ruthless tactics and the calm reaction throughout the whole process were simply terrifying.

I don't know how many ranks are higher than them.

Ying Mutian loosened the vine, and the hunter's foot fell to the ground with a "slap", which shocked the two players in unison.

"Hey, you guys." Ying Mutian said suddenly.

The two looked up: "What's wrong?!"

Ying Mutian pointed to the dead pig-like hunter and said, "Tie him up, tie him up tight."

The two immediately put the food back where it was and rushed to tie it up.

Jing Huan sat down to rest and asked, "How are you doing on the mountain?"

One of the two men had a mask tied to his body. Looking at the style of the mask, the pattern was very similar to that of a chinchilla.

The one holding the mask was a person who couldn't see any animal features, but when he opened his mouth, he revealed a snake-like forked and thin tongue.

"Hiss... dead."

Another person answered quickly: "Most of them are dead, we saw several corpses... and we also saw Gong Changwei..."

Seeing that he was trembling after speaking, Jing Huan asked, "Is he dead?"

"Dead...dead. We saw him being skinned and put into a pot..." He said, looking tremblingly at the hunter on the ground.

Ru Guihua and Wu Han also felt chills when they heard the words, did this hunter actually eat people directly? !Peeled and put into the pot... What a cruel and disgusting scene.

The two couldn't imagine it at all.

Jing Huan also showed a disgusted expression.

The player continued: "Those hunters are demons at all! We accidentally ran near his house and saw a lot of skin and bones placed outside his house!"

"Understood." Jing Huan looked at the mask on his waist and asked, "You didn't wear this mask?"

The player shook his head: "I can't put it on at all, and it will fall off no matter what I use to fix it."

"This way... then show me." Jing Huan reached out to take the mask, and handed it directly to Ying Mutian.

Ying Mutian raised his hand and put it on his face directly. The Totoro mask was dull and cute, which didn't match his temperament at all.

The player said: "How can he wear it...?"

Jing Huan explained: "Totoro masks can only be worn by people who become Totoro. The seven masks should correspond to seven kinds of animals. Each animal mask can only be worn by specific people."

The player was immediately frustrated: "How come, we have worked so hard for so long, but the result is that we can't use it at all?"

Jing Huan played with the mask in his hand and said, "Not necessarily, getting the mask doesn't mean clearing the level at all. Maybe it even means responsibility."

"responsibility?"

"Yeah, we got the mask and didn't clear the level. And now the game shows everywhere that we have to fight the hunter. I guess the mask is for those who go to investigate the hunter. To get a mask, you have to have a The person corresponding to the animal set off to the hunter to find the final way to pass the level."

"This...that's it."

The two players recovered from their frustration in an instant, and even felt a little scared.It's a good thing they didn't get their corresponding masks, otherwise, if everyone else died, wouldn't they have to get them?

They don't want to face those terrifying hunters with death!

"You guys, are you lucky?" Ying Mutian instantly understood what the two of them were thinking.

Hehe, sure enough, all human beings except Huanhuan are such rubbish, it's really disgusting to be cowardly and afraid to put one's life on others.

"I think everyone has to play their role. You have all your hands and feet intact, so you must be able to do something, right?" Ying Mutian leaned over in a cloudy state, and the malice almost came out directly.

The two trembled all over: "You, what do you want us to do?"

Ying Mutian smiled and said: "Why don't we just go and be the bait, if we want to sneak into the hunter's lair, it's too dangerous to go directly. What do you two agree?"

The author has something to say: Jing Maomao's brain supplement about winning a dog and holding a stick: [Explained by Mao Maochong]

Winning Gouzi picked up the stick!Ying Gouzi suddenly smiled evilly!Win Gouzi moved and he moved!He rushed to the gate!But the stick is too much longer than the gate, what should I do!

ah!Fuck!Win Gouzi smashed the door with a stick in his mouth!All crashed!Then stood on the ruins and posed a pose, awesome!

Jingmaomao: ......... My brain must be broken.

------------

Here's the list of lucky viewers(?) who sat on the stick held by the winning dog:

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: 1 Mo Ming Qi Meow;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 3 bottles of white fur fox; 1 bottle of Ruoshui;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!