travel frog

The "Happy" Hell Horse turned into a wisp of blue smoke, slumped back to the revolving shelf, brewed for three seconds, and then transformed into a wooden carousel, but compared with the strange and beautiful appearance at the beginning, it is now a few more Very embarrassed.

Ma spit out a note, almost at the same time, Gin also received a prompt from the system.

Note: Your "Carousel Tour" is over, look forward to (cross out) welcome (cross out) hope you don't come next time.

System prompt: Congratulations to the host for completing Paradise Pastoral [Phase [-]]: rotating hell horse, [-]% chaos resistance reserved, stone sticks recovered, limited item [sunglasses] has arrived.

System prompt: You have triggered Paradise Pastoral [Phase [-]]: Bumper Cars.

System prompt: Fast and furious, join if you can't beat it.

Seeing the second prompt, Gin naturally set his sights on the two "Syria limited style" bumper cars not far away.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but one of them seemed to come alive, with murderous intent all over his body, and even the corner of the front of the car had a strange and oppressive feeling.

Gin took off his sunglasses from his breast pocket and put them on. Most of his face was hidden behind the dark lenses, which softened the scattered moonlight into blurred shadows and traced his outline with the flow of light.

He straightened the frame of the mirror, shook his empty hand, a little unaccustomed to not having a stone stick in his hand, but he calmly walked to the bumper car field, and tapped on the one whose murderous intent had surged due to his approach.

"Tickets."

The bumper car seemed to froze for a moment, and all the parts were in a state of being so tense that it almost collapsed in a few seconds. The head bumper activated and lit up red, and it was already aimed at the vitals of the gin.

Qin Jiu couldn't see this scene. The picture on the map was a ball of red cotton stretching its teeth and claws, full of childishness, which really made him not vigilant.

So when he faced the threat of the bumper car in an extremely relaxed and calm state, the bumper car was so angry that the doors of the car cracked open, and he wished to launch a set of whirlwind charge tornado at him, and directly carried away the eating seat and scattered ashes.

But there are rules in Chaos Amusement Park. If the guests don't buy tickets, the project cannot run.

The bumper car can only suppress the evil fire, and a sign pops out from the car.

——Dear guests, this is the second entertainment project of Chaos Amusement Park, please buy a ticket to experience it.

Price: life, full refund after the whole process.

Remarks: Power!strength!strength!

Scanning the column of remarks, and then at the bumper cars ready to go in front of him, Gin felt that the designer of this amusement park was more or less seriously ill.

The next time I see him, I have to give him some money to see his brain, which can be regarded as thanks to him for allowing me to experience a thrilling journey.

Thinking about it, Gin turned over and sat in the driver's seat of the bumper car.

The moment he sat down, the shape of the bumper car changed drastically, the body was extended, and the parts of each part were reassembled. Under the sound of refitting, it changed from a "Syria-limited style" bumper car to a black one with a unique appearance. Domineering and cool sports car.

It cannot be said that a shotgun is replaced by a cannon, it can only be said that a slingshot is replaced by a star destroyer.

At the same time, a steel seat belt was crossed in front of Qin Jiu in the car, clamping his chest, abdomen and neck to firmly fix him in position, and the hands holding the steering wheel were surrounded by two black snakes. , They are not living things, but a pair of scarlet eyes stared at the gin coldly, waiting for him to make a mistake at any time, and then slapped his wrist hard.

He couldn't move except his hands and eyes.

It's not fun, but it's a wise thing to do.

Gin blinked, and the dark glasses suddenly lit up with a faint light. The light penetrated his retina and reached the optic nerve, directly conveying all the scenes to him.

At the same time, the right lens outlines a complicated and precise map with a red line, which includes the location of all obstacles and hidden traps within a radius of 300 meters. Even the traps are clearly marked, produced by the system, and guaranteed by conscience.

As for why it is only 300 meters, it is very simple, because the site is only 300 meters.

Yeah, got it, it's the Fast and the Furious, he did it a lot when he was still alive.

Gin wasn't in a hurry, and he was still in the mood to ask the system for a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and was about to rush out with his foot on the gas pedal.

But at this moment, an extraordinarily magical melody comparable to soul reverberation rap came from the direction of another car——

"I'm swinging with you

high voltage line

look at that black and white impermanence

We will meet at the side of the Yellow Spring..."

Gin opened his mouth and the cigarette fell out.

What the hell is this?Is the tactics on the opposite side mentally polluted?

Before he could react, the same red sports car with a slingshot replaced by a Star Destroyer cannon slammed into his driver's door with a "boom" on the dynamic DJ music that couldn't be given more than [-] cents. If it wasn't for this car The mass itself is hard enough, and with just one blow, he can be carried away with people and a car.

Qin Jiu regained his composure, slammed the steering wheel and slid it sideways, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the sports car engine started at full strength, roaring and rushing for hundreds of meters.

The red sports car is chasing after him, the collision angle of the front of the car is always aimed at the driver's seat, as if the killer's sword is always ready to cut the throat of the mission target, the crazy murderous intent surges at the limit speed, and the whole car turns into a tyrannical Hellfire.

"I hold hands with you

Walk to the Nanaihe Bridge

Sitting on that laughing river, swim, swim, swim

Swim to the other shore of reincarnation..."

The "passionate" music is still playing in a loop, the melody is fresh and refined, with a lot of earth, and the earthy taste is also cheerful, every word in the lyrics is death, but the whole song is full of Sand sculptures that make people laugh and come alive.

Listening to it once is better than ten times, one time is enough to make people brainwashed, and then there is an infinite loop in the brain, which has a disturbing effect.

As the chorus began, the red sports car swayed its tail, kicked up dust and sand, and slammed into the rear of Gin Jiu's car.

Well, the taste is very positive, that rabbit must like it.

Qin Jiu stabilized the car, changed direction several times, and tried his best to distance himself from the red car.

His ears are now full of "I was swinging with you to the high-tension line", and his face is stiff.

What kind of shit is Fast and Furious, he is just a poor blind driver with no emotion, what speed?What are you passionate about?You should show the belief of three steps, one collision, seven steps and one stop, and drag that unlucky sports car to get off the high-voltage line together... Oh no, let's go on the swing together...

Why are his eyes old?

Gin's mind was a little out of control.

Thanks to the system, the chaos resistance was reserved for him. If he didn't have this resistance to stand in front of him...

Thinking of this, Qin Jiu couldn't help but tremble. After taking a deep breath, he got rid of distracting thoughts and decided to blend into the melody and follow the beat of the song... to find a breakthrough.

"I fly with you

Fly over the green water and green mountains

Hit that high voltage line again

Go back and forth..."

The clear and distinct beats and tunes came to the ears, and Gin tried to relax his tense body, followed the turns of the tune, changed direction, accelerated and decelerated, and easily avoided the impact of two red cars.

Once around the corner.The red car slanted into the stab, trying to attack the driver's seat by turning at a small angle, and made another place in the hollow of the door to send gin to the high-voltage line.

Just when the song came to the chorus, the tune changed suddenly. Qin Jiu subconsciously stepped on the accelerator, and the car suddenly rushed forward under the strong force. stand up.

During a chase on a straight road, Gin's two sudden stops were directly overwhelmed by the red car. Instead of catching up with Gin, he seized the opportunity to slam it into the side, and the car flew more than ten meters into the trap with precision , bound by thorny steel vines.

Oh, so that's what the phrase "join if you can't beat it" means it.

Gin pushed the sunglasses that had fallen to the nose, picked up the dropped cigarette and put it in the corner of his mouth, pressed his fingers on the steering wheel and tapped, the cross pendant on his chest bounced up and down, reflecting a faint and sharp light.

That being the case...

Qin Jiu memorized the positions of several nearby traps, tapped his fingertips to follow the rhythm of the music, and had a plan in mind.

His eyes were fixed on the red body that had already broken free from the vines, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, the sparks from the cigarette butt reflected on the dark sunglasses lenses, like the opened eyes of a ferocious beast, looking at the lingering prey with a playful murderous look. meaning.

The engine roared, Gin Jiu kicked the accelerator, and the car crashed into the unadjusted red car, but the force was partially contained, and it didn't bring too much impact to it, it just made it slide for a certain distance .

The red car was furious and was about to fight back immediately. Seeing that Qin Jiu even turned the steering wheel to change direction rapidly, he recklessly chased after him.

However, just three seconds later, Gin Jiu's high-speed car seemed to hit some obstacle, and the whole car rose into the air, turned around in the air and then landed.

The red car sneered wildly in its heart, and was about to take advantage of the gap between his brief stops to catch up with him and kill him on the spot. When he passed 20 meters in front of him, the car body suddenly sank, and was stabbed seventeen by the blood-stained iron thorns. Eight holes.

In an instant, it was riddled with holes.

Hong Che was stunned, while Gin raised the corners of his mouth and bit the cigarette butt in his mouth.

The distribution of traps in the bumper car field is random, and the red car doesn't know where they are.It's just that the car skills of the people it "discussed" with before are better than each other, so before encountering a trap, it will be hit by it to relieve all worries, and it naturally doesn't care about the trap.

But today is different from the past. Although Gin is not considered a car god, there is never a shortage of car gods and opportunities to practice driving skills. From a technical point of view, it is strange to crush it. Creatures, still more than enough.

Killing someone with a borrowed knife is just the beginning.

Qin Jiu rubbed the center of his eyebrows, and yawned unhurriedly.

For the next 2 minutes, the red car was like a mallet, walking around with Gin and experiencing every trap.

The boiling water that sells iron and melts gold, the indestructible sharp teeth, the iron plate that can crush the car into metal blocks, the sharp claws that tear the car to pieces...

It has to be said that the person who designed the venue has a good control over the trap. Whether it is the timing of the activation or the setting of the trap itself, it is clever and sharp. Once triggered, it is almost impossible for those who step into the trap to get out.

The red car was stabbed in the back by his teammates, and finally even the engine was pierced into a puffer fish. The rusty iron thorns made it speechless, so it could only stop in front of the gin car, shedding sadness car oil.

Qin Jiu got out of the car, spit out half of the cigarette in his mouth, and walked to the front of the red car: "The song is good, the trap design is very good, I will come to experience it next time."

The red car, which was almost broken into parts, struggled to hold up the sign: Thank you.

After a while, it took the wooden sign back, and added a line of words "唰唰唰": Your "bumper car tour" is over, please don't come next time.

"You don't have to be so polite." Gin patted the front of the car hard, and two gears popped out under his palm, "I'm just an ordinary blind driver, thank you for allowing me to have such a thrilling experience."

As he spoke, he stood up, swept the corner of his clothes across the car, and burst out a few more screws: "I will come again next time."

Red car: "..."

Thank you so much!

……

Amusement park, behind the gate, in the shadows.

The skeleton lit a cigarette and talked about the past.

"Who designed those traps?"

The evil ghost clasped his palms together and kept silent, with "Great Mercy" written all over his face.

The fallen angel flapped its wings, drew a huge circle above its head with its two arms, and then crossed and hugged itself.

"Oh, I get it, it's him." The skeleton didn't know whether he understood it or not, so he nodded anyway, then dusted off the cigarette ash, and slowly exhaled a smoke ring, "The design is really good! I'll remand he!"

The Ferris wheel in the distance was frightened by this sentence and stopped spinning.

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For the song in the article, please search for "I play high-voltage wires with you" on a website, and you will be happy (manual dog head)!