Forces of Temptation

There was a momentary silence in the carriage, except for the muffled knocking sound between the body and the track when the vehicle turned slightly, which invisibly deepened the oppressive feeling inside the vehicle, which was as thick as a thick fog.

Because there can't be any actions to adjust the game interface and arouse the audience's suspicion, Yuan, Ming and Qing still don't know whether it was Tang and Song who had a fight with Jiang Fang in the car in front and lost.

Yuan Mingqing put his whole body against the vibrating chamber wall, calmed down his chaotic mind, and let his thoughts run.

...Don't think about other things, think about the present.

Who said... a crisis cannot mean a turning point.

Although Jiang Fang and Nan Zhou's first cannibalism ended in failure, he didn't mind being the behind-the-scenes driver of the second chaos.

Before Jiang Fang arrived and Nan Zhou was concentrating on observing the scene outside the window, he collected all available information at high speed and silently without making a fuss.

He observed that the tram was about to go through a tunnel.

With the current speed of the car, there will be about 2 minutes before the compartment they are in will be engulfed in darkness.

Most of the messy circuit wires in the translucent advertising light box were broken, and large areas of the lamp tubes were blackened. It can be seen that most of the lighting circuits in the car have been damaged.

That is to say, when the vehicle enters the tunnel, their vision will be temporarily deprived.

Darkness is a favorite breeding ground for fear, anxiety and suspicion.

Once in the dark, he has endless opportunities to create chaos.

In the eyes of the audience with God's perspective, I, who have completely lost my memory, faced a monster with inestimable force value and a psychopath visible to the naked eye, and took the opportunity to provoke and benefit from it. It is also an act of self-preservation and will never be suspected. It was the program team that gave him the green light.

He silently tore off his cuff buttons, planning to flick the hard iron buttons to an iron railing behind Nanzhou when the darkness came.

The sound that will be made at that time is enough to break the nerves that have become more and more tense in this long silence.

Unknowingly, Yuan Mingqing's palms were covered with cold sweat, and even the cufflinks looked like a lively little fish, and his hands became slippery.

...Damn it.

Facing an opponent like "Cubic Ark", his mood could not be completely turbulent.

Even if they had the upper hand and had more intelligence and freedom than them, Yuan Mingqing did not intend to underestimate them.

He didn't move, didn't wipe off his cold sweat, and refused to do any unnecessary movements, trying his best to make himself look like he was frightened by Jiang Fang's thoughtless threatening shot just now.

There's a minute and a half left.

No, a conservative estimate, one minute and 40 seconds...

When Yuan Mingqing calmly counted the seconds, a trembling female voice suddenly sounded beside him: "Both—"

Yuan Mingqing: "..."

He was disturbed by the sudden sound, and the seconds that he read in sequence just now fell into chaos.

Li Yinhang's speech successfully attracted the eyes of the two confronting people to Yuan Mingqing.

Yuan Mingqing snorted in his heart, and tightened the buttons in his palm.

When he became the focus of attention in the narrow carriage, Li Yinhang let out a breath of stale breath that was stagnant in his chest.

"I think ... we'd better not kill each other just yet," she said.

"Our situation seems to be the same."

"So why are we spending our time on internal friction?"

Speaking of this, she belatedly softened her tone: "I... think so."

In order to show her sincerity, she took the lead in pointing herself: "I was teleported here suddenly. What about you?"

She looked at Yuan Mingqing who was close at hand.

Under her gaze, Yuan Mingqing had no choice but to nod: "Yes."

She looked at Nan Zhou again.

Nanzhou: "No."

Jiang Fang raised his hand and said, "Me too."

Yuan Mingqing knew that if he continued to remain silent, the originally good negative emotions in the car that could be put to good use would be dispelled by Li Yinhang's few words.

In a rather gentle tone, he asked Jiang Fang a question about a hidden needle: "Sir, why are you special?"

He was reminding the other two people present that Jiang Fang was a suspicious special person.

He holds a weapon of unknown origin, has blood on his body when he appears, and takes the initiative to attack people, and mentions the essence of this world, "disease".

This is information that the other two have not yet grasped.

From the perspective of Yuan Mingqing, who has a God's perspective, on the premise of satisfying "amnesia", judging from Jiang Fang's words, the clues on his body, and the gunshot that shattered the glass from the front of the car, he It must have been attacked by some abnormality in front of the car.

In this environment, if anyone changed, once he had a weapon for self-protection, he would take the lead in massacring all suspicious persons within sight.

This is human nature.

But other people will not pay attention to this kind of "human nature" when they are in a tense situation.

They will be overly sensitive to all the "unreasonable" that is obviously reasonable in extreme circumstances.

This was practiced by Yuan Mingqing after stepping on the corpses of countless weak human players after walking through so many PVP dungeons.

These contents cannot be explained clearly in a sentence or two.

Before entering the tunnel, vigilance and uneasiness will continue to simmer.

Sure enough, after hearing his question, Li Yinhang beside him became visibly tense and stiff.

The atmosphere, which had eased a little, turned uncontrollably downhill again.

"Jiang Fang." Jiang Fang happily introduced himself, but completely ignored Yuan Mingqing's doubts, and turned to Li Yinhang with interest: "This..."

Li Yinhang timidly introduced himself: "Li Yinhang."

"Miss Li." Jiang Fang asked kindly, "You are obviously very scared. In your eyes, I should be a perverted murderer. I just shot the person next to you just because he moved. Why did you Dare to talk to me?"

"Yes, I'm afraid. I'm also afraid that you will kill me if I speak. My legs are weak now."

Li Yinhang readily admitted his fear: "But I saw a tunnel ahead. If it gets dark here, and one of the four of us launches an attack, no matter what happens to the three of you, I can't run fast, and I can't fight , there is a high probability of death. Why don't we make peace before the crash, which is in my best interest."

Now, Yuan Mingqing froze.

For a moment, he thought that Li Yinhang was the one who understood all his thoughts silently.

Jiang Fang looked at Nan Zhou, and laughed loudly: "I'm so scary?"

Nan Zhou thought for a while: "It's okay. It's not as scary as you imagined."

"Then I'll take it as a compliment."

Jiang Fang smiled brightly, turned the gun body, and dropped it neatly.

He bowed politely to Li Yinhang and said, "I'm just delicate and sensitive. I apologize if I caused trouble to Miss Li."

Li Yinhang: "..."

Even though she pulled out her eyeballs, she couldn't see that Jiang Fang had even a dime relationship with "Slender and Sensitive".

However, the crisis should be considered... resolved, right?

As soon as this idea appeared in his mind, Li Yinhang broke out in sweat, and his whole body collapsed against the wall of the carriage.

This move also completely exposed her ruthless nature.

Yuan Mingqing never imagined that his murderous and effective murder plan would be ruined by this inconspicuous trash Li Yinhang.

...Because you are too self-aware of your own weakness, are you more cautious?

While speaking, the tunnel was surrounded by thick darkness, which had completely swallowed the front of the car.

He has completely missed the best opportunity.

Yuan Mingqing was slightly annoyed when he suddenly saw a familiar clothes belt flashing away like water flowing through the broken glass of the window just pierced by Jiang Fang.

... Tang and Song Dynasties.

Tang Song is outside the window!

Before Yuan Mingqing was surprised, the howling darkness completely overwhelmed them.

As expected in the Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties, the lights did not turn on after entering the tunnel.

When the endless darkness poured in from the window, in order to maintain the trust they had built up with great difficulty, the four of them would inevitably stand still, motionless.

This is the best shooting target.

The Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties thought this way, and so did the Tang and Song Dynasties.

Tang and Song sneaked in through the shattered window lightly and silently, like a flexible python.

The conditions he possessed were far better than those of the four gathered in the No. 13 carriage.

He was trapped in the closed cab.

Trams are self-driving and have no driver.

The man guarding him was holding a civilian version of the Remington 700 hunting rifle, nodding his head and dozing off. He was silently hanged by his legs, and the key to unlock the handcuffs was found from him.

Everything went unbelievably well.

Soon, Tang Song heard the movement when Jiang Fang outside took the gun and killed his guards.

He didn't take any action, but quietly strengthened the door lock of the cab on the first floor from the inside.

Sure enough, Jiang Fang tried to open the door of the driver's cab after he shot the guard to death.

Holding the gun in his arms, Tang Song squatted in the corner waiting for work, waiting for him to forcefully break the lock, and then give him the most precise blow.

Unfortunately, Jiang Fang did not force his way in.

After finding that the door could not be opened, he left directly.

Tang Song was frustrated for a moment, but he didn't intend to rush for a while and take the risk of sniping from behind.

With a gun on his back, he climbed to the top of the tram, and in the howling wind, like a fox, followed the unconscious prey above.

Now is the best time to hunt.

Moreover, because he has a terrain advantage that no one else has, his observation of the tunnel is more accurate than anyone else.

The tunnel is very long, and judging by the speed of the vehicle, the passage time can reach 1 minute.

He slipped into the carriage, and according to his memory before the visual deprivation, aimed his gun at Nanzhou and Jiangfang from behind.

This time was too abundant, and even Tang Song had room to hesitate.

He smiled and moved the muzzle of the gun in the dark.

Who shall we kill first?

Is it Jiang Fang, who is armed with guns and can fight back at any time, or Nanzhou, which is so mobile that he may not be able to control it even with a gun?

Which is the most cost-effective killing method?

Or just shoot it?

But such a short distance, and it is a closed space, and the high-density strafing, will it cause rebound damage?

Tang Song held his breath, calculating the pros and cons in an excellent mood, and the smile on the corner of his mouth widened.

He knew in his heart that he still had time and space to calculate, which meant that they had a great chance of winning.

It doesn't get off to an easier start.

Relationships between characters who don't trust each other.

The sudden darkness.

Absolute prop suppression.

Clever timing.

Tang Song couldn't even think of how they could lose——

However, all of these disappeared when a strange "click" sounded.

With the muzzle of Yuzi exuding heat and his temple as the connection point, the boiling blood in Tang Song's brain seemed to be immersed in a glacier, and was quickly frozen with a hiss.

Jiang Fang's smiling voice was like a mocking curse: "Let me guess, what's going on in your head?"

——It only took half a second for Jiang Fang to kick away the ram that had been pulled to a safe point with one side of the upper.

In other words, as long as he wanted to, the seemingly unloaded gun chamber could actually cause any damage he wanted in a very short period of time.

Tang Song's heart was swayed, and he didn't dodge. He was about to pull the trigger with his fingertips, preparing for a life-and-death shooting.

As long as Yuan Mingqing can live, they can win!

However, in the next second, he felt his hands suddenly empty.

The trigger, which was slightly sunken by his fingertips, slipped dangerously on the edge of the firing, was lifted up by a pair of hands protruding from the darkness, and then snatched it away.

Nan Zhou weighed the gun in his hand, feeling very novel.

Jiang Fang asked in the dark, "Do you want to try?"

Nan Zhou: "Okay."

Following Jiang Fang's example, he searched for the position of the trigger in the dark.

Nanzhou is obviously a novice among novices.

Listening to his obviously unskilled movements when groping for the gun body, Tang Song almost wanted to laugh.

God help me too.

What an idiot, how can you give a gun to someone who can't use it?

Nan Zhou was still studying the usage of the gun and didn't care about him.

As long as no two guns are holding him at the same time, his chances of escape are doubled!

When the Tang and Song Dynasties were about to plan how to use the darkness to escape, they heard a gust of wind breaking through the air from top to bottom, swung down from the top!

Nan Zhou grasped the body of the gun from the center, using the gun as a fire stick, and directly knocked Tang Song to the ground who had no time to react.

He weighed it with satisfaction: "It's very useful."

When Tang Song fell to the ground with his head bleeding, there was only one thought in his heart:

Fuck you, is that how it's used? !

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