Forces of Temptation

This rush, the originally carefully planned route, immediately turned into a racing competition.

The original purpose of these people was to hunt Nanzhou.

When sitting on the sidelines, everyone is on the same starting line, so of course they can keep their minds steady and restrain their greed.

As a result, the bait was released, and Nanzhou attracted it.

But within a few steps of the trap, the prey escaped.

Such a gap forms a reflexive stimulus to people's psychology.

As soon as the prey moved, they suddenly fell into the illusion of "now we have to rely on our own abilities".

Once they started hunting down Nan Zhou, everyone had their own front and back, and the gap between them naturally widened.

This is completely contrary to their original plan!

There were six or seven people in the middle. After realizing that the situation was starting to go wrong, they immediately reined in the precipice.

They are at least temporary teammates with the same interests.

Immediately someone shouted to stop: "Don't chase after me!"

But not everyone has this ability to know and stop.

Having experienced the baptism of street pursuits, single-player battles in the "Colosseum", team battles and 99-player competitions, Nanzhou's survival time has reached more than 30 hours, and the points on his body have also accumulated to a relatively considerable number. .

Fatten up and ready to kill!

Moreover, they have already exposed their number and purpose in front of Nanzhou, so what's the point of hiding it?

Hunk up and ambush again, will it still have such a good effect?

Since the effect is bound to be greatly reduced, it is better for everyone to do it together!

After realizing this, even the few people who retreated and were more cautious, gritted their teeth and considered the choice, and the blood couldn't help rushing to their heads.

Instead of giving up the opportunity to others, it is better to win in a chaos!

When everyone is scrambling to rush out, everyone only sees who is ahead of them, and no one notices who is behind.

They selectively forgot Fang Yongnian who had made outstanding contributions to them.

Even Fang's teammates.

They didn't want to let Fang Yongnian fend for himself.

Instead of saving Fang Yongnian, who was seriously injured and dying, it is better to grab Nanzhou, the golden pastry.

If they can successfully kill him and get his points and all the props, their probability of winning in the 99ers will be infinitely close to 100%!

A man wearing half-rim glasses stood there with his arms folded, listening to the footsteps like wild horses coming out of the slaughterhouse, looking at Fang Yongnian who was already in shock, he adjusted the frame of the glasses disdainfully.

He proudly raised his chin and mouthed a silent taunt: a bunch of idiots.

Can't they see that Nanzhou has completely controlled their rhythm?

After successfully defeating Fang Yong, Nan Zhou had already noticed that "someone was in ambush".

Compared with the hard bar, he chose a more effective method.

——Count the number of people, act like you already know the ambush, and then run away.

If no one was chasing him, he could easily run away and get away successfully.

If someone chases him, the opponent's ambush plan will be completely shattered.

No matter what, he took the initiative.

However, the group of people dancing with Nanzhou didn't feel that they had done anything wrong.

If you don't take the initiative to attack, do you really let him go?

Then the group of people they nest in the corner are not all idiots?

The two groups of people think each other is a fool, and this contradiction is obviously difficult to reconcile.

As for Nanzhou, he ran for his life with one heart and one mind, without dragging his feet in the slightest, his figure was nimble, and his shadow was like lightning.

It's a pity that the tail always hooks around the corner, revealing his whereabouts.

Those who were chasing after him looked at his tail dangling like fishing, and were confused after chasing him.

"Damn, is this his body?"

"A cat? A cat demon?"

"Is this the setting in his game?"

Questions are questions, but everyone is not polite to him at all.

One person's nail gun brushed the fluff at the end of his tail, nailed it to the wall with a bang, and scraped off a few long and thin hairs.

One person controls a snow-white poisonous python, taking advantage of the flexible movement of the python, holding his head up and spitting out blood, taking the lead, ahead of everyone else.

One person threw a mirror into the distance, slipped into it, and his figure disappeared into the air immediately.

In the next second, his figure emerged from the thrown mirror, landed firmly, caught the mirror with his backhand, and threw it again.

The lightness of the mirror increases his travel speed significantly.

They each show their special abilities, for fear of falling behind.

In the end, Jing Nan and Bai Mang turned around almost at the same time, and saw Nan Zhou stuck in the dead end of the corridor.

From the corner of his eye, Jing Nan looked at the large army that was left behind by him, and before he could feel joy, he saw Nan Zhou turn his head.

Nan Zhou boasted sincerely: "You guys run fast."

These words suddenly knocked Jing Nan's self-satisfied heart to the bottom.

...He ran up to the top just now, so he didn't realize until now that he seemed to be alone.

And when his body and mind calmed down under the stimulation of the cold sweat, Jing Nan vaguely noticed Nan Zhou's intentions.

Wait, did he do it on purpose?

Deliberately induce the pursuers to distance themselves from each other, and then turn around and attack one by one?

——Good guy, are you flying a kite here to pull the line? !

But fortunately, the current mirror man is not alone.

When he wanted to retreat, the white python next to him opened its red mouth like a blood basin, with bloody venom sticking to its teeth, which made people feel cold.

It showed agility that was completely different from its fat body, jumped up in the air, and rushed towards Nanzhou!

……good chance!

Jing Nan was overjoyed, and was about to be a fisherman who reaped profits when he saw Nan Zhou's stature shortened, holding the white python's chin with one hand, and pushing up——

Click it.

The mirror man swears that he clearly heard the sound of something's teeth breaking.

The white python suffered from severe pain, and frantically writhed on the ground.

Nan Zhou held down its huge head with one hand, and the white python's tail wrapped around his arm upside down, climbing all the way up, trying to twist Nan Zhou's arm with the mighty strength of his muscles.

Without further ado, Nan Zhou poked his fingertips all the way from the iron-like snake-scale head, counting carefully: "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven."

Counting roughly seven inches, Nanzhou slapped the snake into a puddle of mud with a sharp hand knife.

The white python, which was trying to make waves, was thrown straight up immediately, and within a short while, it turned into a coil of grass rope, slipping limply from Nan Zhou's arm.

Nan Zhou's face remained unchanged, but he clenched his fist happily behind his back: "..." Okay.

The book is right.

Hitting a snake and hitting seven inches is really useful.

The mirror man saw all this in his eyes, his face pale.

That's a fart of seven inches!

Nanzhou simply beat the snake to death!

Seeing the scene of Nan Zhou beating the snake to death, Mirror Man's legs went limp.

He can survive until now because of his confidence in using everything in the backpack with ease.

But he is human after all.

He is no problem getting entangled with other humans.

Because he knew that the opponent was a human being, no matter how strong he was, it would not be much different.

Props are enough to bridge the gap between people.

Now, what lies in front of him is not a gap or a gully.

It was the sea that his mother Jingwei wanted to fill back then.

After seeing Nanzhou's non-human reaction and overwhelming strength at close range, he searched his brains and couldn't think of any props in his backpack that could be used on Nanzhou.

After much deliberation, Jing Nan only had four characters left in his mind.

— run the fuck.

Nan Zhou looked at the mirror man who was turning his back to escape, and raised his hand in a panic to throw the mirror, with doubts on his face.

Didn't he come to kill himself?Why did you run away without hitting?

Nan Zhou only had four words in his head.

——Flash to move the grave.

Nan Zhou was so puzzled, when the half of the mirror man jumped into the mirror, he grabbed him by the back of the neck and dragged him out of the mirror.

Mirror Man: "..." Grass! !

The mirror man fell to the ground, took a few breaths, and felt that a hand was moving towards his throat.

He moved his eyes down, and happened to catch sight of the ambiguous fingerprints on Nan Zhou's waist through the white shirt.

The outline of the palm print is unlikely to belong to the size of a woman.

The mirror man bit his teeth and blood came out.

Since he is dead anyway, instead of being a wimp, it's better to be pulled down!

He intentionally used a distorted tone, and taunted in a sharp voice: "I thought it was something amazing, and it's not just a guy who was so rough by a man!"

Nanzhou: "..."

Nan Zhou thought about it carefully, and asked back: "But I have a boyfriend, so it doesn't feel bad. Do you have one?"

He added another sentence: "A girlfriend is also fine."

Mirror Man: "..." Grass!

His yin and yang strange aura completely collapsed under Nan Zhou's two consecutive soul questions.

He thought of his experience of being single for 25 years, and thought that it would be impossible to find a girlfriend in the future, and he was sentimental for a moment, and tears were about to fall.

Nan Zhou noticed his expression and knew it in his heart.

His hands rested on his neck.

The sob that the mirror man was about to blurt out suddenly choked up.

That hand was warm and hot, not at all like the cold and greasy snake-like touch that the man in the mirror imagined.

Nan Zhou looked down at him: "Go to sleep. When you wake up, you can look for it slowly when you go back."

The crisp and crisp sound of neck folding came from Nan Zhou's fingertips.

When the mirror man leaned against him before he felt the pain, the No. 3 pursuer, after one man and one snake, finally appeared in Nanzhou's field of vision after a long delay.

Seeing the corpse on the ground with its neck crooked and uneasy death, the latecomers stopped immediately.

The appearance of the first victim made him realize within a few moments that something was wrong.

They... seem to have been tricked by Nan Zhou? !

The person in the lead is very knowledgeable about current affairs, and seeing that the situation is not good, he immediately turned around, grabbed the teammate who was about to charge over, and shouted angrily: "Run!"

Unexpectedly, they had just turned around and ran two steps away when they heard a sound of footsteps behind them.

The leader glanced back, his face was livid and horrified.

Nan Zhou actually started chasing them silently!

He's still digging out Yongnian's quantum flamethrower!

When did he hide that gun? !

The situation was reversed on the spot.

Everyone knows that the gun is powerful, and it can be called invincible from a long distance.

And everyone knows that Nanzhou is invincible in close combat.

In short, whoever does not run has a sinkhole in his mind.

The pursuers who followed behind looked at the leader who turned around and strode forward, momentarily stunned.

The leader longed for someone to back him up, so he couldn't care less about these temporary plastic collaborators, pulling his teammates alone and running fast.

The latecomers couldn't adapt to the swap of roles of cat and mouse, and were stunned on the spot.

Until they saw clearly the jet gun in Nan Zhou's hand.

At this time, Nan Zhou raised his gun and aimed at the backs of those scurrying away, and fell into confusion: "..."

He pulled the trigger, but there was no fire.

...Nan Zhou didn't know that this gun had to be safe first.

But he quickly thought about it.

You can take it back and let Brother Fang teach you.

Thinking in this way, Nanzhou picked up the jet and quickly followed the last person who fell behind. With the jet that weighed thirty kilograms, he slapped the last person on the shoulder like a thousand pounds.

Beside him is a window.

Outside the window is the abyss.

The person who thought he would be sprayed to death by the heat wave, when he felt that he was smashing the window, his face was full of disbelief.

Damn, what is this thing for?

Seeing that the player was about to fall into the abyss, Nanzhou thought about it. Such a way of death seemed too miserable, so he stepped on the window sill decisively and dragged the person who had already started to fall back.

He said very politely: "Sorry, I scared you."

After all, before the other party's shock of nearly getting out of his body in the weightless state settled down, Nan Zhou quickly wrung his neck.

……

Listening to the nonsense on the other side, mixing with this group of people, the elite man with half-rim glasses feels that his IQ as a human being has been tarnished by them.

Sure enough, as expected.

With a strong sense of superiority, he lowered his head slightly and asked a small young man who was following him: "Brother Lao, do they have a letter?"

The small young man held the communicator and nodded to him with a smile.

The elite man wiped his back in a cool and confident manner, followed by a smile at the corner of his mouth.

These people's calculations were wrong from the very beginning.

From the very beginning, I have taken a fancy to something more valuable.

In addition to this PlanA, they also have a hidden PlanB.

Elite men and petite youths put on [Assassin's Self-Cultivation].

——A B-level prop, the material and style are very similar to the plastic shoe covers that would be worn in the computer room.

But when the player puts it on, all footsteps will be erased within 15 minutes, and breathing and heartbeat will be properly covered. It is the most suitable item for sneaking.

In this way, they left the ambush point and sneaked all the way to the side of their other two teammates.

They were lying in ambush at the corner of the corridor of the bungalow, and they seemed to have been watching for a long time.

The elite man held a "psychic communicator" and asked them, "How is the situation?"

The man he called "Brother Lao" Yi Le: "They didn't move once Nan Zhou left! They just stood there and waited. Two little lambs."

The elite man smiled contemptuously.

——If you want to catch Nanzhou, what's the difficulty?

According to the information on the World Channel, he has a good relationship with these two human teammates, and the human teammates never leave him, presumably the relationship between them must be good.

Starting with his two teammates is a shortcut.

As long as they can be captured to threaten Nanzhou, it will definitely be a powerful bargaining chip.

The elite man asked Brother Lao: "Do you have the confidence to catch one of them?"

Brother Lao is obviously full of confidence: "Will the one who is going to die be alive?"

Elite man: "Men kill them, and women catch alive if they can."

The four people who huddled in the dark with a lot of business, didn't know that Jiang Fang, who was standing against the wall, had quietly turned his pale eyes to their hiding place.

When the little young man carefully poked his head out from the shadows, watching carefully, he turned his head and gaze elsewhere early.

...but the end of his eyes narrowed slightly, and he seemed to be in a good mood.