Simple Game Live Room

Chapter 116 Changes in mood
"How could this happen!! How could this happen!!"

"This is impossible! His speed...how could his speed be so fast!!"

"No! What kind of power is this! What kind of power is this!!"

This is not a barrage in a simple game live broadcast room, but a scream from someone who has the authority of 'God'.

At this moment, Fernando, who was sitting on the throne of clouds, was venting his anger after looking at the cloud in front of him, like some dark shadows in his heart that were rushing to the ground, and the smile on the clown mask was like water waves There were bursts of strange arcs in the waves.

Turning his head, Fernando propped his chin with one hand, and swung the gentleman's cane in his hand with the other hand, looking at the scene in front of him that made God scream, with a smile in his eyes,

"It's really interesting... But, that's how it should be! As the winner of the first game, if you don't make good use of your power, then what's the difference between you and a waste."

"Fernando! What power did you give them!! Fernando!..."

With a flick of the arm, the trace of God who turned around and roared at him at some point in front of him completely disappeared as if hidden by the clouds.

"Let me see what kind of miracle you can create."

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'burst'

A very simple word, but also a word with many meanings.

However, Zheng Hao just directly applied the literal meaning of this word to the maximum.

Just one word, explode!

So, the bottle of water burst.

The power of the explosive character is very strong, enough to instantly explode a person directly.Of course, this restriction of having an extremely pure 'word' is also very strong.

The price was the word 'explosion', which he spent nearly three words filling in.

Still, the results are good.

The bottle exploded, Li Baoqiang's throat was cut by the fragments, and Johnson was obviously frightened by this scene, and completely died of the rebellious heart in his heart.

Zheng Hao wanted this effect.

A mysterious Chinese man with the power to take his gun with his bare hands.

Following behind Zheng Hao, Johnson's mind was full of his ghostly figure and the slight sound of snapping his fingers just now, which sounded like a gunshot.

Shock and fear made Johnson lower his head, and there was no trace of violence in the depths of his eyes.

His eyes were fixed on Zheng Hao's footsteps, but Johnson was thinking about the origin of this mysterious Chinese.

The ghostly figure can be related to Chinese Kung Fu, but what about the snap of fingers and the explosion of the water bottle just now?
bomb?Or is it a program that has already been arranged?

If there is a bomb, why should Zheng Hao take away his gun.

And the show?A show performed with a human life?is it possible?
What's more, when he suddenly appeared in this strange place before, he could clearly see the ferocious grin on Li Baoqiang's face, the coldness on Zheng Hao's face, and the madness in the middle-aged man's eyes.

All this is telling him that there is no possibility of any arrangement for what happened just now.

So, who is this Chinese who calls himself "one" in front of him?

It was like a black fog that was gradually engulfing Johnson, making him gradually lost in this fog and unable to get out.

That kind of spiritual shock made him feel incomparably afraid of the person in front of him.

"I don't need bullets to kill you."

As if Zheng Hao just snapped his fingers, he would explode like that bottle of water all of a sudden.

With his head down, Johnson didn't dare to make any further guesses.

He was afraid that even what he was thinking would be known by Zheng Hao, and the next time he snapped his fingers, he would turn into the exploded water bottle.

Johnson's mood changes behind him are telling Zheng Hao through the changes in the speed of his steps.

This made Zheng Hao heave a sigh of relief, but at the same time he couldn't help but put a smile on his face.

Johnson, an American from Texas, became the first man of the force he was about to form in this world.

Just walking quietly in this dense forest for a while, Zheng Hao stopped, and Johnson also stopped abruptly because of Zheng Hao's sudden stop.

Johnson didn't know why Zheng Hao stopped suddenly, but if he could see Zheng Hao's face at this time, he would find that his face was full of helplessness.

"Damn, lost again."

After walking around in circles, Zheng Hao found that he was almost back to where he started, where the bodies of Li Baoqiang and the middle-aged man were.

Glancing at the familiar place ahead, Zheng Hao's mouth twitched.

After a pause, Johnson seemed to have discovered the familiar place in the distance.After sneaking a glance at Zheng Hao who didn't speak or act, he couldn't help but cautiously said, "Why don't you let me lead the way..."

After a moment of silence, Zheng Hao didn't speak, but walked a few steps to the right to make way.

Seeing this scene, Johnson also breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly came to Zheng Hao, who was looking indifferent and expressionless at the moment, then looked around and started to lead the way.

"B...One, where do you want to go?"

Zheng Hao, who followed Johnson, replied, "Get out of this forest."

"Ok."

Glancing at Zheng Hao behind him out of the corner of his eye, Johnson didn't ask any more questions, and began to observe the woods seriously.

Johnson has a wealth of summer camp experience, so he is no stranger to the jungle.

After observing left and right for a while, he found a path, and walked out of the woods that Zheng Haorao couldn't get out of in less than 10 minutes.

Arriving at an open grassland, Johnson breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked Zheng Hao: "So, what's next?"

Zheng Hao didn't answer.Because he doesn't know where to go next.

After all, the world is a completely strange, completely unfamiliar place.After pondering for a moment, Zheng Hao looked to his right hand.

Over there, a mountain towered into the sky.

"there."

Pointing to the distance, Zheng Hao said slowly: "Now, we need to find a water source, and then start building a simple camp there."

"Water source... camp!?" Johnson is not an idiot. If he was an idiot, he would not be able to hang out in bars in a free society without being shot down. "One, are you planning to..."

"Yes, to survive, a camp is necessary."

"But, relying on the words of the two of us..."

"Who said there were only two of us."

At the same time as the voice fell, Zheng Hao slowly looked towards the woods behind him that he hadn't turned around for a long time.

"Come out."

Following Zheng Hao's faint voice, the knee-high weeds in the woods suddenly made a rustling sound, which made Johnson draw out his pistol vigilantly, and aimed at the rustling grass in front of him .

"Don't...don't shoot!!"

From the grass, a man with a roe-headed mouse-like face and a somewhat wretched look suddenly walked out nervously.

(End of this chapter)