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The moment the man with the square face was shot and fell down, Song Yu immediately rushed over to check his situation.

But Zhou Li used a large-caliber pistol, and the effect was very strong. The bullet pierced into the chest of the man with the square face and exploded a gap in the back, so he died on the spot before he could even say "um".

The smell of blood slowly spread in the air.

Song Yu stood up, shook his head, and said, "I'm dead. It's hard to resurrect a dead body in this situation."

The barrage instantly boiled.

[twenty four:? ? ? ]

[31: Oops, killing people and offering sacrifices to God at the beginning, does this scene seem familiar?Let me say a word about the style of a crazy wolf, and there should be no objection among those present! ]

[60: There is something wrong with Zhou Li, who shoots and kills casually? !And what does it mean to be wrong, I fucking thought I was wrong! ]

[19: Real-name objection to 31, insulting the mad wolf! ! !The last time Crazy Wolf killed people at the beginning of the game, there was a reason for that, okay? ]

[08: Uh, is this the legendary obedience to ghosts and heavy blows to NPCs? ]

[15: Who has followed Zhou Li’s live broadcast, come out and talk about it, I don’t know his style]

[29: Come, come, don’t 6, Xiao Zhou has always played cards out of routine like this, but he has his own reasons, and he won’t hide them. Give him time to talk, please]

[53: Although, the scum who vent their anger on NPCs should be damned]

Seeing that Su Wei was about to rush towards him with his fists clenched, Zhou Li stepped back again and again. After putting away the gun, he waved his hands and smiled wryly: "Give me a few minutes, I can explain."

His eyes swept across Song Yu, Fu Qitang, and Gong Zijun in turn, and finally raised his hand to the latter, making a gesture of surrender, "Murderers also have a chance to defend themselves, not to mention that I didn't kill a human being. As for the death penalty for me?"

It seems that Zhou Li is the kind of player who doesn't treat NPCs as human beings at all. Fu Qitang glanced at him and said nothing.

Su Wei couldn't help but said: "NPCs may not be human, but some people are real dogs."

He scolded bluntly and without concealment, and his tone was bad, but Zhou Li didn't care, as if he didn't hear it, he just looked at Gong Zijun sincerely.

He knows very well who in this team cannot be offended, as long as they get the approval of these people, other people don't care at all.

At best, it is just a bunch of consumables, and sooner or later it will die.

Gong Zijun looked at him with a smile that was not a smile, a strong mockery flashed in his dark eyes, and he nodded lazily, "Say it."

"First of all, I'm not a ghost, I'm not possessed by a ghost, and I'm not an undercover agent," Zhou Li said, still only looking at Gong Zijun and the others. Plant tricks."

Lin Fang pondered for a moment when he heard the words, "That's true."

Zhou Li looked at Song Yu again.

Song Yu didn't make a sound, just raised his hand slightly, a black shadow flew out from his sleeve and landed on Zhou Li's shoulder in an instant.

It turned out to be an exceptionally exquisite BJD doll.

Seeing the doll wearing a lo skirt and several bow ties in her hair lying on Zhou Li's shoulders, poking her nose expressionlessly, as if smelling him, Fu Qitang was a little curious.

"That's Song Yu's prop." Su Wei explained in a low voice, he had seen this doll with Song Yu in the last dungeon.

"It's a bit like your Xueba. He used to be a dungeon boss, but he was very young when he died, so he had a lot of resentment, and he had to be fed with human blood every day. The advantage is that he is beautiful, can fight, and can distinguish Ghostly."

Fu Qitang understood, "So it is confirming whether Zhou Li has lied... What are you hiding behind me?"

"You forgot that I already have PTSD towards the puppet!" Su Wei cried, like a big pitiful dog, "I hate Puppet Town forever!!!"

It was only then that Fu Qitang remembered that Puppet Town was the first dungeon that Su Wei experienced. He was chased by a puppet bear with a chainsaw for a day and a night, and finally lost an arm before he barely escaped.

"That should really leave a psychological shadow." Fu Qitang gave him a sympathetic look, and then saw Gong Zijun looking at him meaningfully.

"Let's just say a few words..." Fu Qitang felt like he was chatting with a scumbag who was caught on the spot, touched his nose, and abandoned Su Wei and turned to the light.

"Really," Gong Zijun said softly, his eyes swept over Su Wei, with a faint chill, but when he fell back on Fu Qitang, he became gentle again, "Tell me, I want to hear it too. "

On the other side, Song Yu's baby had already checked Zhou Li's body and confirmed that there was nothing wrong with him, so he returned to Song Yu with a cold face.

The baby hugged Song Yu's neck and "babbled" twice in his ear, then sat obediently on his shoulder, with two feet in small leather shoes hanging in the air and swinging back and forth.

"Your identity is fine, you can continue talking." Song Yu pushed his glasses and said.

Zhou Li nodded. He didn't feel that being checked was a matter of dignity. He said calmly, "I thought this was also a dream."

"... I think you are dreaming, right? It's still daylight, daydreaming." Su Wei complained.

Zhou Li didn't think it was embarrassing, but just smiled, "In the last round of three dungeons, the cores of Silent Paradise and Ping'an Hospital were all dreams, so isn't the remaining Paradise of Paradise unquestionable?"

"And the story of Peach Blossom Spring itself is very much like a dream. We all know that Ji Tao's strength is not weak, not to mention Yan Xiao is there to charge him. Don’t come? Then there is only one explanation, they didn’t see through the truth of the dungeon, but honestly went to complete the task of the train handover, and then woke up from the dream, and they were all dead.”

It has to be said that Zhou Li's words do have some truth.

Fu Qitang disagreed, shaking his head and said: "It's okay to doubt, but you don't have to kill people right away. Besides, everyone has already exchanged the situation of the last round, how did Qin Fuyun die, I think you should still remember it? "

"Sorry, I was really reckless on this point. I apologize to everyone. I'm sorry." Zhou Li said sincerely, "I just thought of this suddenly just now, and then I wanted to verify it unexpectedly. If this is really a dream, this kind of sudden The changes in the dream will definitely disturb the dreamer, and there may be reactions such as earthquakes or poor contact with the screen. But now it seems that I am thinking too much, and let everyone take risks, I am really sorry."

His attitude was correct, and his apology was crisp and neat, making it difficult for people to find fault.

Thinking of Ji Tao, Nie Xiaolan shook her head in a daze, and whispered, "Forget it, you are also thinking about everyone, but don't be so reckless next time."

"Definitely not." Zhou Li promised.

Lin Fang's easy-going personality, probably influenced by He Zhizhou, turned out to be a bit of a good guy, so he opened his mouth to smooth things over.

Although Su Wei was not used to it, he just curled his lips and said nothing more.

The atmosphere among the players eased up again.

At this time, as if attracted by the gunshots just now, a series of footsteps came from the depths of the peach forest again.

Fu Qitang followed the prestige and found two men hurriedly walking towards this side.

The man walking in front was about 20 years old. He was wearing a neat white shirt and beige slacks. He was tall, handsome and full of literary and artistic atmosphere. He looked like a poet at first glance.

"What was the sound just now? Someone was shooting guns here? Where are you from? Are you tourists?" the literary man asked gently.

However, when his eyes swept down and touched the body of the man with a square face lying on the ground, he suddenly screamed: "Father, what happened to you?! You killed my father?!"

Killing Lao Tzu and bringing a son, this scene is simply suffocating.The players looked at each other, speechless for a while, and the atmosphere froze.

The literary man knelt down next to the man's body with a square face, as if he couldn't accept such a tragic reality, his face was pale for a while and his breath was short of breath, like a drowning person who was struggling. Cry loudly.

"Wenxuan, what's the matter?"

"Baoguo, why is Wenxuan crying?"

A noisy voice of concern came from the depths of the peach forest, followed by the sound of chaotic footsteps. Obviously, more people heard the movement and were walking towards this side.

"What should we do now?" Tong Wenkai panicked, "We won't be arrested, right?!"

"If I were you, I would be worried that we wouldn't be beaten to death." Su Wei said, frowning, seeing more and more figures appearing not far away, he couldn't help muttering, "This is too bad."

Fu Qitang was very helpless. Although he didn't believe a word of Zhou Li's explanation, he couldn't fault it.

Moreover, the players are grasshoppers on the same rope after all, and they are real "outsiders" to the locals here. The locals are united and will not let any of them go.

In addition, they had just entered the dungeon, so they couldn't throw Zhou Li out alone.

So once there is a conflict, they have to find a way to keep it safe next week.

The more Fu Qitang thought about it, the bigger his head became, and he couldn't help but let out a "tsk".

"You killed people!" The middle-aged man who came with the literary man was named Guo Baoguo. He rushed to Lin Fang with red eyes and asked loudly, "Who are you guys? Why did you kill our village chief!"

[33: Ah, this...is this the head of Taoyuan Village? !May I ask if they can still enter the village now]

[10: I think it’s not enough. The village head who killed someone still wants to enter the village?Is it really a dream? ? ? ]

[56: If you don’t go in, you won’t be able to complete the task, oh, it’s wonderful]

Hearing that the man with the Chinese character face turned out to be the village head of Taoyuan Village, the players showed indescribable expressions in unison.

"Go and explain." Gong Zijun glanced at Zhou Li and said expressionlessly.

Zhou Li rubbed his nose, sighed, and stood up helplessly.

"I'm really sorry, but my gun went off." He said with shame on his face, "We came to collect wind in the mountains. We heard people outside said that hunting can be done here, so we brought a gun. Just now I saw a rabbit running away. In the past, it turned out that I didn’t expect to take out the gun and let it go off.”

Fu Qitang: "..."

Lin Fang: "..."

Nie Xiaolan: "..."

Tong Wenkai: "..."

Song Yu coughed lightly, but Gong Zijun raised the corners of his lips and looked at Zhou Li thoughtfully.

"Who the hell would believe this!" Su Wei was speechless, and at the same time quietly took two steps back, looking at the two villagers vigilantly, beware of them suddenly jumping over for revenge.

Fu Qitang also felt that this statement was too much.

Sure enough, when the middle-aged man heard the words, the veins on his forehead twitched, and his face immediately flushed red, obviously extremely angry, "Are you kidding me!"

He gritted his teeth and stared at the crowd, squeezed every word out between his teeth, with an extremely angry hatred, "If this is the case, then you will kill for your life!"

With a wave of his hand, the villagers gathered behind him made a gesture to charge forward, and the player stepped back, the weapon already in hand.

At this moment, the literary man who had been crying bitterly beside the corpse suddenly spoke.

"Uncle Baoguo, don't be impulsive." He choked up and said, not caring that he was in a mess and his white shirt was stained scarlet with blood, he hurried over to stop the middle-aged man.

The real pain and great grief made his facial muscles contort and tremble, and his hands trembled slightly, but they pressed on the middle-aged man's shoulders to stop him from moving forward.

The middle-aged man was silent for a while, then suddenly sighed deeply, with tears streaming down his face, he turned his head and walked to the side of the corpse, weeping bitterly.

The man of literature and art watched sadly, and when he was young, he slowly turned to face the player, but wiped away the tears on his face, and forced the corner of his mouth to show an ugly smile.

"I believe what you said. You and my father have no grievances or enmities. There is no need to kill people, let alone make up such lies to deceive people, so the gun must have gone off...I don't blame you for this. You can go. "

Fu Qitang: "?"

The rest of the players were also surprised.

The literary man is the son of a man with a Chinese face. His father was killed, but the son told the murderer to go? !

What the hell kind of plot development is this? !

In the shocked silence, Gong Zijun said "Hmm", with a hint of deep meaning in his eyes, he looked at the literary man, raised his eyebrows, and said lightly, "You want to let us go? We are the only Kill your father."

"It was a manslaughter," the literary man suppressed his grief, and even his voice trembled, as if a tsunami was raging in his body, tearing his soul apart, and it was extremely painful, "I believe you didn't mean it, so don't Responsibility has been investigated, so let's go."