Chapter 232 I'm sorry, it's because he's out of shape.
"Let's go, let's go, the event is about to start."
"Have you brought all of them? I just brought one. I don't know if it's enough."
"I didn't bring any of them, and I couldn't find it anywhere, but it is said that you can enter for free with only 50 tickets."
Unknowingly, the event has already started for a day. From the shock at the beginning to the abruptness, the players have gradually adapted to this "Horror World" global event.
At this time, it was late at night on August 2, and the time was around 23:00.
Standing on the side of the street and Jian Wuya coming down to breathe, the consumptive rabbit looked at the people on the street, a little dazed, with a burning cigarette between his fingers, and looked at the people on the street in bewilderment.
Everyone seems to be rushing in a certain direction.
While rushing, they talked to each other.
It looks like an underground meeting of some secret religion.
And some players are even holding a rope behind them, and behind the rope is a female ghost?
It's really off the charts.
I have seen dog walkers, cat walkers, and ghost walkers for the first time.
The world is really big, full of wonders.
"Eh."
The consumptive rabbit reached out and stopped a middle-aged male player who was leading a female ghost with a hasty expression. He pointed at the female ghost behind the player and asked in confusion.
"What are you doing?"
"What is the activity you are talking about?"
"you"
After being stopped hastily, the player who was just about to lose his temper immediately shrank after seeing the title on the top of Kutu's head and the face of Tutu, with a flattering smile on his face and said embarrassingly: "That...is an event organized by Brother Qiang , called Russian roulette."
"The leading female ghost can enter the venue for free. If there is no female ghost, you have to pay 50 points to enter the venue."
These days.
Yancheng players, you don’t need to know what the head of the Yancheng Law Enforcement Bureau is called and what he looks like.
But there is absolutely no way he doesn't know what the people around Chen Yi look like.
Players in other cities may at most have a certain impression of Chen Yi's face. As for the people around him, they may not have much impression, but Yancheng is different. Chen Yi's base camp is in Yancheng.
If you can't even recognize people, if you offend someone with your brain one day, you will be completely GG.
"oh?"
The tuberculosis rabbit grinned thoughtfully: "Russian roulette? Yes, I can't see that you are still a **** brother."
"Let's go, I'll take a look with you."
Russian turntable.
He understands too well.
A **** and violent game.
Two players share a revolver, and there is only one bullet in the revolver. They take turns shooting at themselves until one of them dies before the game ends.
Very simple game rules.
The test is the psychological quality of the player, whether they can maintain elegance in the face of death.
A game with a very high mortality rate.
Of course you can admit defeat in advance, but this also proves that you admit defeat and admit defeat, and you will get boos from the audience.
"Eh, this."
The player who was stopped looked around hesitantly, seeing that no one came up to help him, so he bit the bullet and said: "Our Russian roulette may be a little different from the Russian roulette that the public understands. "
"But since Brother Tuberculosis wants to go, then of course there is no problem."
But Tutu's complexion gradually turned cold, and this player simply stopped talking nonsense, and immediately walked in the forefront: "I'll lead the way, Brother Tutu, please."
"Are you really going?"
Jian Wuya was wearing a pink suit, showing off his thick chest hair in an extremely coquettish manner, with his hair combed back and his hands in his pockets, walking beside the consumptive rabbit.
With a cigarette in his mouth, he couldn't speak clearly.
"They are all games played by children, what fun did we have in the past."
really.
In front of them, these players in Yancheng can indeed be called children.
After all, even if they shoot a revolver against the temple, they still have a lot of ways to prevent themselves from dying.
Even if you die, it’s just a matter of trying to crawl out of hell.
From this perspective, the so-called Russian roulette is indeed a game played by children.
"Go and join in the fun."
Although the consumptive rabbit sneered at this so-called extremely **** Russian roulette game, he still followed it casually.
"Brother Yi is still playing with those eight Jiaye upstairs. We are idle, so why not join in the fun and experience the entertainment activities of Yancheng players."
reached their rank.
Their entertainment activities are definitely better than those of Yancheng players.
For example, if you want to set up an exclusive desert swimming pool in Hell, can Yancheng players do it?
That must not be possible.
From the bottom of their hearts, they didn't think that these Yancheng players could do anything. It was just to see who was the first to admit defeat in the face of death.
A game for children.
Almost ten minutes passed.
"arrive."
The player leading the way pointed to a ticket inspection hall in front of him and introduced: "You can enter from here, and it is divided into four halls in total."
"You can play in any hall you want."
After finishing speaking, the player slid into the crowd. It was obvious that staying with the consumptive rabbit was a bit stressful.
The detached villa seems to cover an area of thousands of square meters. It should not be called a villa anymore, it should be called a manor directly.
Before the promotion game came, they didn't know that there was such a large single-family villa in the suburbs of Yancheng, and the private territory was marked on the road to enter the villa.
The ticket hall is at the entrance of the small gate of the villa, a newly built small pavilion, a bit like the old newsstand.
"oh."
The tuberculosis rabbit nodded, and after casually scanning around in a floral shirt and beach pants, he went straight to the ticket checking hall and knocked on the glass.
"Open the door, go in and play."
"It's full, and the venue is restricted. Go there and queue up. It's expected to queue for 3 hours."
"Look up at me."
"Nobody."
The middle-aged woman in the ticket hall replied angrily, raised her head, and was about to shout a few words at the top of her throat. When she saw the face of the consumptive rabbit, she froze for a moment, her complexion paled instantly, and her voice trembled.
"Brother Tuberculosis, I'm sorry. I'm sorry."
"Can I enter now?"
"Yes, yes, yes!"
The middle-aged woman took a deep breath, then quickly picked up a walkie-talkie from under the table and shouted: "A distinguished guest has arrived!"
But I don't know what was said there, it seems to be rejected, so the woman hastily lowered her voice and added again.
"It's the consumptive rabbit, the consumptive rabbit next to Chen Yi!"
"Get the **** out of here!"
The voice fell for less than thirty seconds.
The door of the huge villa in front of him was slammed open, and six men in black suits and sunglasses rushed out surrounded by a man in a red suit.
"I'm sorry, I've kept you waiting for so long."
The man in the red suit bowed and apologized continuously: "I'm really sorry, the people below are ignorant, Brother Tutu, take more responsibility."
"fine."
The tuberculosis rabbit did not lose his temper, but looked up at the interior of the villa, and said thoughtfully: "This is a casino? I heard that there are games here, so come here and experience it."
"You lead the way."
"All right, this way please!"
The man in the red suit dismissed his subordinates, walked straight to a corridor inside the villa and introduced: "I really didn't expect you to come to this kind of place to play, Brother Tutu, please forgive me for the poor hospitality, there are four people in total here." hall."
"Through this corridor, you will arrive at our Hall No. 1."
"The activity in Hall 1 is now Russian roulette."
"Brother Tuberculosis, you can understand."
As the man's explanation fell, the door at the end of the corridor was pushed open, and the noise of the crowd suddenly rang in my ears.
There is a huge hall in front of you.
It looks like it covers an area of at least four to five hundred square meters.
There are eight conspicuous large circles in the center of the venue, surrounded by encouragement and loud roars, which sound extremely lively.
They appeared on the second floor of the hall.
You can overlook the entire hall.
“.”
The tuberculosis rabbit lay expressionlessly on the railing on the second floor, overlooking the scene in the hall below. After five minutes of silence, it whispered.
"Explain? I'm already mentally prepared."
The picture below looks so real that ordinary people can hardly accept it.
has nothing to do with **** violence.
But it makes a normal person really unable to believe that such a thing exists in this world.
There are eight circles below .
There are ten seats on each circle, and on each seat there is a woman kneeling there, with her head facing in and her **** facing outward.
It looks like a sunflower.
Around the sunflower, there are ten little bees gathering honey, they are constantly exerting force, and there is also a commander in the field, as long as the gunshot is heard.
All the little bees will stop their hands, pull out, and collect the honey of the next little bee clockwise.
"This is called Russian roulette."
As if noticing that the consumptive rabbit didn't seem to understand these things, the man leading the way organized his words before opening his mouth cautiously.
"The general rule of the game is that ten men stand behind the turntable, and when they hear the gunshots, they have to take out and replace them with one another, and they keep choosing clockwise."
"Those who hand in their guns will be eliminated."
"The player who sticks to the last place will become the final winner of this Russian roulette."
“.”
“.”
The consumptive rabbit was silent and did not speak.
Jian Wuya was silent and in a trance.
After another long time.
Consumptive Rabbit took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket with a calm expression, divided Jian Wuya's one, lit one and put it in his mouth, took a long puff, and then looked down at the pair through the light blue smoke. The picture continued to be in a trance.
Even though he thought he had a high degree of acceptance, he was a little confused for a while.
The scene in front of me, even in the Explosion Realm, is extremely explosive.
He originally thought that the games played by these children would be fun.
How can their Hell Desert Swimming Pool be so realistic, now it seems.
sorry.
It's because he has a small layout.
You still know how to play, even if you are weak, but your playing is not weak at all.
(end of this chapter)