Terror broadcast

What is the audience?

A bunch of desperadoes!

In this world, even the mercenaries who often hang out in war-torn areas are probably nothing more than witches in front of the audience, and even the former cannot be on the stage at all in comparison.

They have no law, because the law cannot restrain them. The only thing that can restrain them is the radio, but radio has always been a kind of cultivation method, which gives them a lot of freedom, and at the same time it also gives them a lot of freedom. The space for death.

There are still four carriages without doors.

In fact, those four carriages were what Su Bai passed by, the dining car workshop, the sleeper workshop, the soft seat workshop and the hard seat workshop. They did not have doors, because the goods carried in these carriages were not good things.

When the car window was smashed,

The surrounding audience was looking forward to it, excited, and curious. There were only these low-level phantom dolls in the previous few carriages. Everyone was like a group of sharks that gathered smelling the smell of blood, but only left behind. Who can be satisfied with a chicken wing?

Those who got the dolls didn’t feel satisfied, and those who didn’t even get the dolls felt even more unsatisfied!

Even when I broke the car window and saw a man smoking standing in the car window, the audience immediately exploded.

grass,

There are actually people who eat so well eating alone!

Of course, it was impossible for them to know how bitter Su Bai felt at that time. Su Bai really didn't want to eat it when he was eating alone. Whoever likes it can eat it!

The audience did not have time to enter the carriage, because the things in the carriage could not wait to come out, and those sarcomas found food!

This is like a group of goats happily opening a cage, thinking that there would be hay inside, but who knows, all the cages contain wild wolves.

Among the audience standing at the front, only a few of the two or three warning signs came quickly and had enough physical skills to escape. The remaining dozen or so people were instantly surrounded by a group of sarcoma.

Their power hitting the sarcomas only made the sarcomas bigger and could not cause any harm at all. And their defense barrier also seemed very unbearable in front of these sarcomas, almost instantly Can corrode it away.

Very simple,

Very direct,

It's too simple,

It's too direct,

This fear of facing death made the audience feel that they were humans and no longer gods, because at this time, gods were being harvested!

Fortunately, although the audience here is indeed a rabble, coming from all over the world, and even many from the West, the rabble is divided into different levels. At this time, everyone did not collapse hysterically, although some began to retreat. , but most people still sacrificed their own magic weapons.

All of a sudden, various types of attacks roared up. It has to be said that under the training of the radio, there are really no absolute fools who can become senior listeners. Everyone knows that in a confrontation, the one who will die the most is In fact, it is not a head-on fight, but when one party flees and is chased. Leaving your back to the enemy is the most stupid thing.

There were also many audience members who brought out magic weapons and totems borrowed from senior audience members. For a moment, on this vast and desolate platform, energy aura raged and swept across, just like blooming under the dark and dim sky. There were gorgeous fireworks.

Very beautiful,

Very beautiful,

very beautiful;

…………

"A meaningless move." The young man in the shirt smiled slightly, "Too weak, too weak."

Su Bai shook the cigarette ashes. Until now, the radio has not appeared. It is entirely these listeners who are doing their best. However, Su Bai is not in a hurry or panic, because according to the aesthetics of radio, he does not like to participate in person. During a boxing match, it likes to gradually reveal its layout and settings in a high-B format manner.

This is a radio routine and a radio habit;

However, the dozen or so listeners who were surrounded at the beginning have now turned into black charcoal corpses. These sarcoids had just been released, and they were indeed extremely excited to face their first meal.

"I believe it will still be meaningful." Su Bai sorted out his clothes. Although there was almost only a tattered shelf left in his clothes, he still carefully tore off his outer clothes. The windbreaker slowly It slowly manifested itself and re-weaved clothes for Su Bai.

When Su Bai was being swallowed before, he didn't summon the windbreaker because it felt meaningless. The Western boss's barrier couldn't last for more than a few seconds under the devouring of these tumors. Summoning the windbreaker himself was a waste.

But now, it's not a waste,

Outside, there were fierce shouts of killing and fighting, but inside, a young man was carefully arranging his collar and bangs in front of the mirror glass.

The young man in the shirt just looked at Su Bai's actions. Perhaps, in the eyes of the young man in the shirt, Su Bai's behavior was equated with that of an "idiot".

"Now, I can understand that it's not funny anymore, but it's a deliberate show in front of me to get extra points?" the young man in the shirt said.

Su Bai pointed at himself and said with a smile: "Let's take a look later. I have a hunch that it's not far away. You said that you were sent here by the Orientals, but I can tell you responsibly that those The people who treat you like food in your plane are actually being abused here."

After saying these words, Su Bai didn't feel very happy, nor did he feel very honored. Instead, he felt more bitter and helpless.

"If no miracle happens, I will be the first to eat you." The young man in the shirt shook his head, "Because I think this is not that interesting anymore, and you are not interesting anymore."

"Let's wait and see. I don't know who will eat whom when the time comes." Su Bai finished arranging his clothes and slowly turned them out from the window. Halfway through, Su Bai turned around and looked at the young man in the shirt, " Come out together, if you don’t stand next to me, I’m afraid of being eaten by your own people.”

"It turns out that you are also afraid." The young man in the shirt seemed to have discovered something very interesting.

"You can see my heart. In fact, you should know that I have been afraid from the beginning."

Su Bai got out of the train, and the young man in the shirt turned into a long sarcoma, floating next to Su Bai.

"I'm a little hungry too."

Obviously, the young man in the shirt is also eager for the blood food in front of him.

"Brother, listen to my advice and wait." Su Bai suggested.

The young man in the shirt turned his head and looked at Su Bai with resentment, "I think this kind of patience is not interesting. If I hadn't waited for the miracle you mentioned, your end would have been miserable."

Su Bai stretched out his hand and put it on the shirt-sleeved young man's body. The touch of the sarcoma was strange and greasy, but it was just like holding a large silkworm baby. It was pretty good.

However, Su Bai seemed to have forgotten one thing.

Maybe Su Bai doesn't care,

It may also be that Su Bai has been a little numb because he has experienced too many great changes in succession.

That is, at this time, more than seventy listeners were fighting against these sarcomas, and listeners were dying constantly. Moreover, the sarcomas formed a kind of encirclement, directly blocking the way out of the station.

And while these listeners are fighting for their own survival against these sarcomas,

While these listeners were struggling with the unknown creatures that only a boss of Litchi's level could deal with, in order not to turn into food,

When everyone was falling into hysterics under fear and oppression,

they saw,

one person,

A man wearing a trench coat,

is standing there,

in hand,

Hugging a terrible sarcoma,

Currently...

Smile!

grass!

…………

"It's been a long time. Thirty of them have died." The young man in the shirt could no longer hold himself back.

"It's coming soon. It should be coming soon. These are cabbages raised by the radio. It won't be willing to let you all poach them all." Su Bai said firmly.

At this time, an Eastern assassin enhanced the audience and wanted to jump out of the encirclement by his own body. However, these sarcomas seemed to be very sensitive to space fluctuations, and actually forced the assassin to reverse his direction by forcibly squeezing the space. , the assassin had no choice but to appear in front of Su Bai in the opposite direction, near the train.

There were several sarcomas lying on the assassin's head, eating away at his brain. The assassin's pupils turned upward at this time, revealing the whites of his eyes. He was in great pain.

When he fell to the ground and died, his eyes were still open and he refused to close his eyes!

Su Bai squatted down. These fleshy people were eager to kill all the senior listeners here, and then taste the delicious food after killing them all, so this assassin could still leave a whole body, at least for now.

Su Bai squatted down, reached out, gently touched the audience's eyes, and closed his eyelids. This was the only thing Su Bai could do now.

Sorry, I can't change the situation, and,

It’s not like I broke the window;

A mobile phone fell from the assassin's clothes. Su Bai picked it up, and just in time, a call came in or the alarm clock rang.

A song called Mai suddenly sounded:

This scene,

will be forever engraved in the minds of the more than 60 senior audience members present.

When they were surrounded by a group of terrifying unknown creatures, and the powerful senior listeners around them were constantly falling and dying,

outside the encirclement,

an audience just like them,

An oriental young man wearing a windbreaker,

A clothed sarcoma hovered at its feet,

The other party squatted down gracefully, seeming to observe the death of the poor listener.

as if,

At this moment, he became the absolute master. The terrible sarcomas here were all terrible monsters he released. He seemed to want to learn and imitate how Litchi destroyed a city, killing hundreds of senior listeners in one fell swoop!

And at this moment,

a song,

Suddenly it sounded:

"I will get drunk alone..."