Escape from the Madhouse [Unlimited]

A total of eleven people walked into Hall C, and then entered a brand new small copy of the virtual game.

But because two players chose to stay in the hotel, there were only nine players left who were led out of the hotel by a small red flag raised by Tour Guide Hua and boarded the minibus.

All the way through the foggy city, 5 minutes later, everyone came to the "Dream Tattoo Parlor".

This is a very large tattoo parlor that could almost be called an art exhibition center.

Inside the huge storefront, exquisite tattoo designs are hung on all four walls.And the materials under these patterns can be recognized by all players at this moment-all are human skin.

There is a particularly stunning piece of work hanging on one of the walls, which is a whole beauty's back.

The upper part of the wall is the neck and part of the hair painted with oil paint, and the lower part of the back is real human skin.

A phoenix is ​​drawn on the human skin. The texture, color, and shading of the feathers are all exquisite, as if it is about to spread its wings and fly at the next moment.

It's a pity that it can never be reborn from the ashes.

The person who owned it was dead. Not only was he dead, but his entire back had been stripped off and made into a tattoo of human skin.

Zhou Qian looked towards the center of the room again.

There are many exhibition halls made of glass, and there are all kinds of human skin tattoos inside.

The tattoo pigments displayed in different cabinets are also different. There is even a kind of tattoo paint that is made somehow, and the tattoos that are stabbed have the texture of embroidery.On the human skin, there is actually embroidery, that work has a kind of bloody beauty of death.

At this time, all players probably have the same idea——

Why can human leather products be displayed here openly?

After thinking of something, Zhou Qian took a closer look at the display cabinets in front of him, and then turned to look at the wall in front of him.

He did notice a small detail - there was no "Swastika" character on these human skins.

The way Zhou Qian entered the tattoo shop was led by tour guide Hua.

There are two staff members, a man and a woman, guarding here, but the rumored tattoo master hasn't shown up yet.

Looking around, Zhou Qian then looked at Bai Zhou who was looking at a human skin not far behind him.

At this moment, the beautifully dressed flower tour guide was walking towards him twisting his waist. "Little brother, isn't this skin beautiful? If you like it, I'll help you talk to the master, maybe I can give it to you? Hee hee."

Bai Zhou didn't wait for him to get close, he retreated eight feet away, and didn't look at him at all, but turned around to look at the human skin on the wall next to him.

Zhou Qian smiled and walked towards him. "It's just an NPC, why are you hiding? He's not a goblin, so he can still eat you?"

Bai Zhou looked at him sideways, and asked with a half-smile, "How do you describe it?"

Zhou Qian didn't answer, he reached out to put his hand on his shoulder, but Bai Zhou stopped him by pressing his wrist in time, and put it down calmly.

What's the matter with this man?

Zhou Qian narrowed his eyes and stared at Bai Zhou.

But Bai Zhou turned around to look at the human skin tattoo on the wall again.He stared straight ahead, with no expression on his face.

Zhou Qian gritted his teeth and said: "You're acting so serious now. You haven't said what you did after you became a dragon last time."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Qian found that Bai Zhou's expression of staring at the tattoo in front of him hadn't changed, but the lines of his shoulders and neck had obviously become a little tense.

He seemed to be holding back, deliberately suppressing something.

Zhou Qian often couldn't figure out Bai Zhou's true attitude, or what he was thinking.

Now he suddenly found that if he followed the guidance of his intuition, maybe when Bai Zhou finally couldn't restrain himself, the question he had been looking for would have the answer.

But now is clearly not the time for such a thing.

So Zhou Qian stopped teasing him, turned around and walked towards Tour Guide Hua who was wandering nearby.

Stepping forward and patting Tour Guide Hua on the shoulder, Zhou Qian asked him, "What's the matter with these human skins? Do the police not care?"

"You're joking. Why do the police care about this?" Tour guide Hua asked back.

"Where did that human skin come from?" Zhou Qian pointed to the back with the phoenix tattoo, "The whole human skin on the back..."

"This is what people want!" Tour guide Hua explained, "Whether it is Langang City or tourists from other places, everyone admires the master very much!"

"Who would want to be skinned while alive?" He Xiaowei listened, and walked over to ask, "If the skin is skinned, can he still live?"

"Where do you think I am? A slaughterhouse?"

It was not Tour Guide Hua who said this, but a man who looked indistinguishable from male and female.

He has long hair that reaches almost to the waist.His facial features are also very beautiful, and his eye makeup is particularly gorgeous, just like the tattoos he made, and the colors of the powder at the end of his eyes are as changeable as peacock feathers.

Through the information read on the system panel, it can be known that his name is Chang Shu, he is the owner of this shop, and he is also the tattoo master.

Coming out of the workshop behind the showroom, Chang Shu said, "I'm an artist, not a butcher."

Pointing to the phoenix tattoo, he said, "This is the skin of my first love."

He Xiaowei said honestly - damn, the murderer is so pure and unpretentious these days, he just blew himself up, right?

Unexpectedly, the next moment, he heard Chang Shu say: "She has a terminal illness. When she got the diagnosis result from the hospital, she said that she hoped to be reborn from the ashes like a phoenix. Even if it can't be realized...she will die beautifully.

"When she was still healthy, her parents refused to let her, so she never dared to get tattoos, fearing that she would become a rebellious and bad child in the eyes of her parents. But she is terminally ill, so she can't take care of so much.

"Seeing that I tattooed the phoenix on her, she was very satisfied. She said that this is a work of art and should not be buried in the ground with her death, so it is her request to keep this skin. Then of course it's -

"This is the work I am most satisfied with. I won't sell it. Just take a look."

He Xiaowei had a look on his face, but I didn't know whether to believe it or not, and asked again: "What about the other human skins? Where did they come from?"

"Everyone gave it to me voluntarily. Some people's skin is naturally suitable for making such handicrafts. Therefore, when I make tattoos for them, I will ask them if they would like to leave their skin to me after death. If they Yes, I will not charge, but the condition is that after they die, they need to leave the skin to me.

"We will sign a contract. If someone is really old enough to die naturally, that person will be old and his skin will not look good. I will not want it. Besides, maybe I will die at that time?

"But if someone dies unexpectedly, after I know the news, I will take the contract to get the skin and bring it back.

"I have a lot of customers here. It's normal to have so many human skins of people who died prematurely by accident."

When Chang Shu said this, he walked over and looked at everyone one by one with his eyes.

"Not everyone's human skin is suitable for making such a work of art. Perfect skin can be met but not sought--"

The tattoo artist walked in front of Bai Zhou, and suddenly stopped.Then, with something akin to admiration in his eyes, he said, "Your skin...ha, that's wonderful! I haven't seen such perfection in a long time—"

Chang Shu's hand, on the way to touch Bai Zhou, was suddenly knocked back by a bone.

In this dungeon, the player's skills and weapons are limited.Zhou Qian was completely unable to display the true power of God's Rib, but it was more than enough to beat people with it like an ordinary stick.

"Stay away from him." Zhou Qian looked at Chang Shu coldly.

But Chang Shu didn't seem to hear this sentence at all, he didn't even know the pain at all.He was almost completely caught up in excitement and frenzy.

"Such perfect skin... is perfect for making crafts. It's not human skin at all. It's so suitable...

"Promise me I'll get you the most beautiful tattoo ever!

"Your skin is so beautiful..."

Zhou Qian stepped forward to block Bai Zhou, and then looked at Chang Shu. "It's rare for you to meet a skin that suits your art, isn't it?"

"Of course, this is so rare..." Chang Shu reluctantly moved his eyes away from Bai Zhou, and then on Zhou Qian, "Wow, guest, your skin is actually pretty good. But you are still in the human category. The one next to you doesn't look like a human..."

At this point, Chang Shu saw the hidden knife behind Zhou Qian again.

His eyes couldn't help becoming a little fanatical again. "Ah, this one is also very special... My luck today is really good. Haha, you all have special skins.

"I beg you two, let me get a tattoo, okay? I don't ask you to sign and agree to dedicate your skin to me after death. As long as you are willing to let me feel it now..."

Hmm... Chang Shu praised Bai Zhou and Yin Dao alone.

Can the NPC actually identify which are god-level players?

What information was captured in his mind instantly, through the private chat tool, Zhou Qian asked Bai Zhou: "Would you like to listen to me?"

Bai Zhou looked at him and nodded.

Zhou Qian looked at the tattoo artist Chang Shu again and said, "The one with the most special skin you mentioned is my brother. He is afraid of pain. Wait for us to discuss it."

"Okay, okay. Take your time to visit and discuss slowly! I hope you can appreciate my art, and are willing to let me try it on... the skin of these two. When you have a decision, go to my workshop and find me immediately I'll wait no matter how late it is!"

Chang Shu took another deep look at Bai Zhou and Yindao each with fiery eyes, and then returned to the workshop behind.

Seeing this scene, Tour Guide Hua couldn't help but feel a little sour. "Hmph...I've never seen him talk so much. What's on me...I begged my grandpa to tell my grandma."

Zhou Qian looked at him, and asked with a smile, "If you don't pimp your guests here, won't he give you a tattoo?"

"Hiss, why are you talking like that?!" Tour guide Hua glared at Zhou Qian angrily, turned around and walked away with his butt twisted.

After a while, no one spoke, and no other guests came in.

The huge tattoo parlor is very quiet.

The four members of the Invincible Legion were standing in the corner together, and Chen Dami had been following his boss, Ba Tufei, and there was no difference between the two of them.

But the other two people are different, probably because Zhou Qian took a copy and survived from Ruan Mei's hands. They glanced at Zhou Qian from time to time, paying attention to his movements at all times, probably planning to kill him. Whatever they do, they follow suit.

As for the skinny man who went to hall D, he didn't follow anyone at first, but he probably saw that Batufei and others were not easy to get along with, so he ran up to Zhou Qian and the others and asked, "Can I to join you guys?"

Zhou Qian nodded noncommittally, and began to look at the skins of each person again.

At this time, He Xiaowei asked him in a low voice: "Qian'er, what do you think?"

"Langong City is a normal society, with police and laws. Chang Shu, a tattoo artist, opened such a big shop. If he shows off the human skin of the person he killed...do you think it is reasonable?"

Zhou Qian said, "So, although it sounds unbelievable and tastes like an urban legend, what Chang Shu said is very likely to be true. There are a group of people who worship this tattoo art very much, and are willing to dedicate their skins to Him, it's not impossible."

He Xiaowei asked again: "Well, he may not be a killer. But killers will target people with tattoos, right?"

"Yes. But no."

At this moment, Zhou Qian has already walked around the entire store, looking at every human skin.

A certain guess in his mind has slowly taken shape.

After reading all the details, Zhou Qian walked up to a clerk and asked, "Can I make a call?"

"Yes." The clerk led Zhou Qian to the front desk and handed him a very old landline phone.

Zhou Qian picked up the receiver, but looked at Tour Guide Hua who was standing near the store door, and asked, "Excuse me, what is the phone number of Saiya Hotel?"

Tour Guide Hua was scolded by Zhou Qian just now, he looked very unhappy, rolled his eyes, and didn't say a word.

"Oh, you were very arrogant just now, and you were very rude to me. I can't make much money by bringing tourists like you here! You think I want to see your faces!"

After hearing this, Zhou Qian didn't respond, but He Xiaowei gave him a look of "Qian'er, you still need me", and hurriedly ran to Tour Guide Hua and said a few flattering words.

Guide Hua looked at He Xiaowei: "You want to ask me for help? It's easy to do."

He Xiaowei nodded and bowed. "You say, we can do everything we can."

Tour guide Hua immediately winked at him. "Little brother, give me a kiss and I'll tell you."

He Xiaowei: "..."

Tour guide Hua: "If you don't want to, other little brothers can do it if they want to. I'll tell whoever kisses me."

He Xiaowei was unhappy, and ran to Zhou Qian's side and muttered in a low voice: "My love life is too bumpy. Last time I was asked to marry a ghost. Now there is another man who asks me to kiss him."

"Just go and kiss it. It's no big deal." Zhou Qian said.

He Xiaowei: "No way. Qian'er, we have a fateful friendship, that's true. But I can't sell my lust for you! No!"

"You imagine him as a girl!"

"That's not allowed! Men and women are not allowed! I am very principled! If you have no feelings, you can't!"

"That's right. How can you be so casual about a girl."

"you do not say!"

"If you don't go, let me go?"

At this point, Zhou Qian smiled and aimed at Bai Zhou who was not far away. "Brother Zhou, why don't you go?"

Bai Zhou frowned slightly, and was about to move his hands.

The eyelids of Yin Dao next to him twitched violently. "Fucking God, please! When you take out your knife, how can there be no blood? Let me do it!"

After speaking very quickly, Yin Dao had already pulled out his own knife.

There was a flash of light from the knife, and the back of the knife had touched Tour Guide Hua's neck in an instant.

Lifting his chin, Yindao looked at Tour Guide Hua with a cold expression: "Would you like to tell me?"

Tour guide Hua choked for a moment and burst into tears. "If you don't kiss, don't kiss, why are you pointing a knife at me?!"

Yin Dao didn't say anything, just continued to approach Tour Guide Hua with the knife.

The tour guide Hua cried so much that the pear blossoms were raining, so he had to give out his phone number in a hurry.

Zhou Qian "tsk tsk" twice: "I almost didn't hear what he reported——"

"You god-level players are really rude."

Looking at Bai Zhou meaningfully and saying something, Zhou Qian smiled, but without any further delay, he picked up the receiver again and dialed the phone.

Seeing this, He Xiaowei ran to him curiously, and couldn't wait to ask: "Qian'er, why are you calling the hotel?"

Zhou Qian didn't answer.

At this moment, his face returned to seriousness, and he made a silent gesture to He Xiaowei sternly, and heard Wang's voice from the front desk on the other end of the phone: "Hello, Saiyan Hotel."

Zhou Qian did not ask questions immediately, but listened quietly for a while.

Sure enough, he heard some noisy voices, as if many people were entering and leaving the hotel, shouting something.

Afterwards, Zhou Qian asked, "I'm a tourist who just checked into the 11th floor this afternoon. Can I ask, what happened to the hotel?"

"How do you know?" Wang Front took a breath and asked in surprise, "Could it be you who did it?"

"Of course it has nothing to do with me." Zhou Qian said, "Can I ask what happened?"

"It's impossible to have nothing to do with you! Two people died!" Wang Tai said, "I tell you, don't try to run away. You have to go back to the hotel for questioning at night. The police are waiting for you!"

Sensing that the front desk Wang wanted to hang up the phone, Zhou Qian took the time to ask him: "Wait. The two people who died are—"

The front desk Wang said: "It's the two who came with you! Their blood flowed from the crack of the door to the corridor, and then they were seen! I took the room card and went to open the door, and I saw... hell, It's terrible! The murderer is really insane!"

Zhou Qian asked again: "How did they both die?"

Front desk Wang: "How do I know?"

"Do they have nylon bags on their heads? Are their hands and feet tied?"

"No."

"Okay, I see. Thanks."

Zhou Qian hung up the phone.

Not long ago, when I noticed that Zhou Qian was calling, all the players surrounded him.

When Zhou Qian had just talked with the front desk Wang, he deliberately raised the receiver of the phone, so everyone could hear their conversation.

Everyone's faces were not very good, and the skinny man collapsed immediately, after all, the two people in Hall D were his acquaintances.The two familiar people died suddenly, and he knelt down on the ground all at once, trembling all over.

Zhou Qian glanced at him indifferently, and after winking at Bai Zhou and He Xiaowei respectively, he put down the phone and walked to the work room behind.

"Wait—" It was the bald man Batufei who stopped Zhou Qian.

He said, "What do you mean?"

Zhou Qian didn't answer, Batufei stared at his back for a while, then ran towards him.

"stop!

"Can you think of making this call and guessing that the two players are dead, which means that you have already guessed the key point of customs clearance?"

"We have heard the conversation you had with the tattoo artist before. Now you are going to get a tattoo from him? Why?"

Zhou Qian stopped, turned around, looked at Batufei, and actually started to explain: "In the exhibition hall C, there are obviously two ways of killing people. If there is no accident, the murderer is two people. The skinner is a murderer The one who put a nylon bag on the head and beat him to death was another one.

"The clues we have encountered so far should only be related to the tattooed murderer. So let's not analyze the nylon bag."

"In this case, if you just look at the clues related to tattoos, everything is actually not complicated."

Zhou Qian said again, "I don't think Chang Shu, the owner of the tattoo shop, is the murderer. I tend to say that he is telling the truth. Then, it is true that he would ask for human skin after the person who had tattooed at his place died unexpectedly. , and bring them back to the store as souvenirs and displays. Of course, he will also sell some treasures for money.

"In this way, the murderer who killed and skinned someone else.

"The key to distinguish between the two is that all the skins in this store do not have the symbol '卐'."

Batufei couldn't help asking: "But the patterns on these human skins are indeed very similar...the deceased must have tattooed here!"

"Guide Hua has been emphasizing one sentence, did you hear it? He said that many people like the tattoos here. The owner Chang Shu also claimed that there are all works of art here, and he is creating great art.

"I don't know if it's art or not. But this tattoo shop is really famous, and it can become a tourist attraction. I just saw a lot of brochures about Blue Harbor City at the front desk. This city really treats tattoo shops as a tourist attraction." It’s here to promote. Although Tour Guide Hua is suspected of soliciting business, and his words and descriptions are a bit exaggerated, he is not talking nonsense.”

"Besides, there are so many people who choose to keep their skin here... It can be seen that the value and artistry of this tattoo parlor have obviously been recognized to a certain extent.

"Then there is enough basis to infer that the murderer is also a person who appreciates this kind of art."

"Since there are indeed two players who are dead. We can exclude Toki, he has been here.

"Similarly, we can rule out the tour guide Hua.

"Then the murderer is a hunter hiding in the dark. He may deliberately hunt and kill people with beautiful tattoos, especially the customers of this shop. Then the question arises. Since Tour Guide Hua is not the murderer, why is he safe all the time? Are you okay?"

He Xiaowei grasped the key point this time, and immediately said, "Guide Hua has that swastika symbol on his hand!"

"Yes. Tour guide Hua said that this symbol can ward off evil and exorcise ghosts and protect ourselves. Now it seems that this symbol can indeed bring us protection, but it does not drive away ghosts, but people." Zhou Qian said, "Killer, no Will kill people with '卐' on their body."

"Wait. I have a question." He Xiaowei asked, "The murderer in the serial murder case killed people with tattoos. If someone had a '卐' on their body, he wouldn't kill, I understand that. But...

"Then why did he kill those two players? They don't have tattoos on their bodies!"

Zhou Qian: "Simple. This means that we are all thinking wrong. Whether the murderer kills, actually has nothing to do with tattoos.

"People with tattoos may be more likely to attract his attention, and then attract his hunting. After all, he knows how to appreciate the artistic beauty of tattoos. But I think that the murderer does not specifically pick out people with tattoos. We are still Without knowing the real pattern of his killing, he may even be killing completely randomly."

"Huh? Wait...wait, wait, wait—"

Thinking of another key question, He Xiaowei asked puzzledly, "In Exhibition Hall C, and on the human skin decorations in the hotel rooms, there are '卐' characters on them all! How can this be explained? This is wrong. Come on Qianer.

"This is contradictory. If the killer doesn't kill people with the '卐', what about the decorations we saw earlier?"

"The answer is simple - the '卐' in the exhibition hall and hotel rooms were done by the murderer, not the tattoo artist." Zhou Qian said.

He Xiaowei was taken aback: "Ah, this..."

"About your two questions, there is an inference that can explain everything—"

Zhou Qian said, "As I said just now, the murderer has nothing to do with whether the victim has tattoos or not.

"It's just that after the murderer finishes killing, if the deceased has nothing on him, then he doesn't have to do anything. But if he sees tattoos on the deceased, the murderer will peel off his skin for decoration. In this sense, this is just a coincidence. Of course, in addition to this, he will also carve an additional 'Swastika' symbol on this tattooed skin.

"We don't know the specific rules of the murderer's killing, but one thing can be basically confirmed - if the hunted target has a 'Swastika' character on it, the murderer will not kill him."

After reacting for a while, He Xiaowei finally understood.

"I'm going, that's really evil. But this '卐' seems to mean auspicious in Buddhism, right? Both ways of writing should be fine, '卜' or '卍'...In short, it can bless us It's just... so it seems that the murderer believes in Buddhism?

"Hiss, but if he believes in Buddhism, why would he kill someone?"

"He doesn't necessarily believe in Buddhism, but in other things." Zhou Qian said in a deep voice.

"What does he believe in?" It was the bald man Batufei who asked this question.

"In Buddhism, this character can be used in both directions. The Nazi swastika, or the cross, is the only right-handed 'Swastika'. Just like what we see."

Zhou Qian said, "Have you heard a rumor? During World War II, the Nazis would turn the skin of prisoners in concentration camps into human lampshades."

After listening, He Xiaowei and Batufei said at the same time, "Damn..."

"This symbol is also the party emblem of the Nazi Party, but its color and angle are not exactly the same as the symbol in Buddhism.

"The swastika we see now is directly engraved on the human skin, the color cannot be seen in any direction, and the angle can be changed at any time. Therefore, I said that it is not necessarily a Buddhist symbol, or it may be because the murderer worshiped the Nazis .”

Zhou Qian said, "In this way, all this can be explained better.

"This serial murderer who worships the Nazis takes pleasure in killing. When he wants to attack someone, he sees the 'Swastika' character on that person, and he will regard him as the same kind, so he will not kill him.

"But if that person doesn't have such a symbol on his body, he will be ruthless.

"After killing someone, if that person has a beautiful tattoo on his body, he will imitate what the Nazis did, cut off the skin with the tattoo, and engrave a 'Swastika' to express his belief and spirit. Finally, with some chemical embalming, he turned the tattooed skin into decorations, like the one in Hall C."

He Xiaowei: "Damn it, if we ask the tattoo artist to give us a 'Swastika' tattoo, we won't become Nazis, right?"

"No, don't worry about it, little Viagra.

"This kind of thing, how you look at it in your eyes, it is what it is. Let's just use it as a symbol of peace and auspiciousness in Buddhism."

He comforted He Xiaowei a few words, but there was a word in his heart that Zhou Qian didn't say.

He suddenly had an ominous premonition——

Could it be that the entire Saiyan Hotel will become a concentration camp for the butcher hiding in the dark?

Frowning lightly, Zhou Qian didn't think deeply about it for the time being. Zhou Qian took two steps forward, then turned around suddenly, and sure enough, he saw Batufei followed with his three younger brothers.

Zhou Qian smiled, and stretched out his hand in a blocking gesture. "Wait, what are you trying to do?"

"What else can we do? Of course, let the tattoo artist tattoo a '卐' for us!" After Ba Tufei said this, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Batufei immediately looked at Zhou Qian, and sure enough, he saw him smiling happily. "How can it be so easy? Have you heard what Tour Guide Hua said? Master Chang Shu makes tattoos based on fate and mood. Don't say that the blue Hong Kong dollar is so expensive, even if you are willing to pay, he may not necessarily agree. Lettering for you. But—"

Before Batufei could speak, Zhou Qian walked to Bai Zhou's side not far away.

Like pulling a mascot, Zhou Qian pulled Bai Zhou in front of Batufei, and said braggingly, "Just now the tattoo master said that my brother's skin is the most beautiful work of art! He is begging me This brother really wants to get a tattoo on him. So, if my brother is willing to help you, the master will definitely agree."

Zhou Qian smiled very innocently, but Batufei could see his intentions immediately.

Trying to swallow the dirty words that reached his mouth, Batufei asked Zhou Qian in a hoarse voice: "How much do you want?"

"Damn, Boss Ba! I just like dealing with smart and interesting people like you!"

Zhou Qian showed a gratified smile, and said earnestly, "Look, it's not that I took the opportunity to blackmail you. But when you were on the beach, you wanted to kill me!

"At that time you made it very clear that you wanted my life, and you accepted the bounty offered by the Pink Legion! So, I am worried.

"Now, I'm kindly helping you avoid danger. After I get out... What will you do if you kill me? So, hand over all the gold coins that can be used to buy killing tools, as well as the items on your body!"

After hearing this, Chen Dami, Batufei's loyal follower, stepped forward.

Undoubtedly, he was furious by Zhou Qian, and he blushed and asked thickly: "You, you explain a lot, not to help us, but to—"

"Yeah, if you don't explain it clearly to you, you won't understand.

"If you don't understand, how can you obediently hand over the gold coins and props?"

Zhou Qian hugged Bai Zhou's arm a little tighter, and still tilted his head to the man's shoulder.

Then he smiled and looked at Batufei and the others: "We are going to engrave characters now. Hurry up and make a decision. I advise you to think about it. In this kind of dungeon, the props are useless. If you keep the green hills, don't Worry about no firewood. Come back when all the money is gone!"

"By the way, let me emphasize that I want all the props and gold coins, so don't try to hide them.

"I have the kind of pill that makes you have to tell the truth. This kind of props will not be restricted by dungeons. At that time, I will interrogate you one by one whether you have handed them over honestly! If someone is lying or trying to hide it, I will Send you to die directly."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Qian pulled Bai Zhou and winked at He Xiaowei and Yindao without looking at the uglier faces of the four. The four of them walked in together with the skinny man from Hall D. The rear workshop.

In the workshop, seeing Bai Zhou coming, and Yin Dao unexpectedly also coming, Chang Shu's eyes immediately showed a look of frenzy. "God, do you agree?!!"

Zhou Qian took the lead to step forward: "Agreed, but there are prerequisites. Several of us have admired your name for a long time, and we also want you to do some tattoos for us. So, can you engrave us first?"

"Yes, yes. As long as I can tattoo on the perfect skin of those two, I can do anything!" Chang Shu said, "Then we..."

Zhou Qian stretched out his left arm first: "I'll come first, you carve a '卐' for me."

"No problem. You're staying at the Saiyan Hotel, right? It's easy to be haunted there, so it's good to get a tattoo!"

After Chang Shu said this, he began to make preparations.

Bai Zhou walked up to Zhou Qian, didn't say much, but silently stretched out his right hand towards him.

"Why?" Zhou Qian asked him.

Bai Zhou said, "If it hurts, you can catch me."

Zhou Qian smiled: "Do you think it's still the time for vaccinations in elementary school?"

Bai Zhou didn't speak, but just stared at Zhou Qian quietly.

Zhou Qian also glanced at him, and then suddenly thought of something crucial.

What Zhou Qian thought of had nothing to do with the specific dungeon, but with the whole game.

Bai Zhou's skin looks really good, which Zhou Qian admits.But he really felt that Yin Dao's skin was rough.

Besides, with so many players, why did the tattoo artist insist on tattooing them only because they thought their skin was good?

In addition, knowing that everyone is staying at the Saiyan Hotel, even if they don't mention it, the tattoo artist will probably take the initiative to suggest a "Swastika" for each of them.

Then you might as well assume boldly that the reason for this situation is because the dungeon is protecting god-level players.

In the game world, the training system for god-level players is completely different.

Things related to them in reality are also quite complicated, such as the X area of ​​Spring Hill Mental Hospital.

——Different from ordinary players, cultivating god-level players seems to require a very expensive price.

In order for god-level players to practice matching with the trainer, the system had to arrange for them to enter this kind of dungeon to get in touch with the trainer.

At the same time, in order to prevent them from suddenly going berserk and slaughtering other ordinary players, after they entered this instance, the system forcibly restricted their abilities.

But since it is not easy to cultivate god-level players, the system naturally cannot let them die easily.

Therefore, this dungeon will give preferential treatment to god-level players to ensure their survival rate.

It can also be seen from here that the system has different training directions for different players.

Bai Zhou and Yin Dao can display super combat power in the game.

As for Zhou Qian and the others, at the end of the training, most of what was trained was brain power.

Seemingly realizing that Zhou Qian was stunned for a long time, Bai Zhou lowered his head and asked him, "What are you thinking?"

Zhou Qian, who was sitting on the chair, raised his head, looked closely at Bai Zhou and smiled: "It's nothing, I just think that you can be my mascot for customs clearance."

After finishing speaking, without looking at Bai Zhou again, Zhou Qian stretched out his right arm again, and said to tattoo artist Chang Shu, "I'll add another letter 'Z' here."

Hearing this, He Xiaowei yawned behind Zhou Qian. "Haha, I know this time. 'Z' stands for Zhou Qian's 'Zhou'!

"Look, Qian'er, let me just say you're a non-mainstream killer. I've seen people do it, engrave their names on their arms, but that was when I was in junior high school! Adults don't do this of?

"Oh, of course, when I was in middle school, some people also carved the names of their little boyfriends and girlfriends on their arms. But I also know about your situation, Qianer. You are just like me, single!"