when the alien joins the escape game

The old man Lai Ying's fierce and greedy eyes swept over every trainee in the carriage, his expression was like picking ribs in a butcher's shop in the vegetable market...

Then he suddenly laughed, and said in a fake and uncomfortable kind tone: "Why are you so nervous? Don't worry, we are not cannibals."

The old man winked, and a bowler hat behind him immediately stepped forward, casually pulled out a sober prisoner from among the prisoners in the compartment, and put his hand on the back of his head.

There was a commotion in the crowd, and the sober man was also frightened, and began to struggle a few times... But when he saw the muzzles of the four bowler hats suddenly raised around him, he could only freeze in place with chills .

The moment the bowler hat was lifted up, the eyeballs turned bright white like ceramics, and all human expressions faded from the entire face, and the mechanical one hand took out a pen and paper from his pocket, like a robot. The same thing is recorded in a brush.

After a while, the bowler hat removed the hand on the back of the conscious person's head, his eyes and expression returned to normal, and he respectfully handed the record paper in his hand to Lai Ying.

"C5? Take it there!" The old man's expression was not very satisfied, but he waved his hand impatiently.

The two bowler hats next to him listened to the order, and carried the sober man with limp limbs to another carriage.

Everyone looked at their backs, only to find that in the train compartment where the old man was staying just now, a huge iron cage had been added at some point, occupying almost half of the space in the train compartment.

And the original seats and railings of the train car have long since disappeared without a trace.It must be the masterpiece of a metal-type supernatural being among the bandits.

Immediately afterwards, the white ceramic eye bowler hat read two more people one after another. After reading the recording paper, Lai Ying's face was gloomy, as if he was angry at his own fat pig for not being strong...but in the end he still took one of the different people. Can pick out D1 with a slightly higher level and throw it into the iron cage over there.

The bowler hats who were laughing and laughing just now were all silent now, and under the gloomy gaze of the old man, they stood upright for fear that they might make a mistake.

As the two sober people were all thrown into the cage, the door of the iron cage was closed with a click and a big lock was locked.

Lai Ying paced aside, twisted an encouraging expression from his sharp mouth, raised his voice and said impassionedly:

"Girls, the most glorious half hour of your life has come! Now, use your incomparable abilities to kill the companions standing in front of you!"

The two sober people who were still confused at first broke down in cold sweat when they heard this, showing panicked and desperate expressions.However, their eyes were all fixed on the person in front of them, and they were extremely alert.

A few seconds passed and no one moved.

No normal person would risk his life to murder another living person because of a word from a stranger.

"Of course, in order to stimulate your enthusiasm and urge everyone to use their abilities to the limit, as long as they are lazy for three seconds, they will be punished once," Lai Ying's malicious voice sounded again:

"Now... the timer starts!"

One second, two seconds, three seconds!

"Ahhhhh!!!"

The two sober people suddenly fell to the ground and twitched all over, with vague howls of pain from their mouths.

"Twelve-level pain experience that lasts for 10 seconds...do you like it?" Lai Ying introduced like an old tour guide, his voice full of malice: "Relevant studies have shown that under this level of pain, 20 seconds It can cause irreversible damage to the nerves, and the probability of human death in 3 minutes is 70%..."

At this time, the two trainees had stopped convulsing, and stood up with all their strength to support their bodies, with a hint of desperate madness in their eyes.

"I know you guys have big opinions on my motivation method, but if you want to bring me a loss of a rookie through your own painful death..." Lai Ying stared at the two sober people The action, the tone is full of regret: "I can only bear the pain to accept."

A strong blue-white light flashed!The sober person with a level of C5 was the first to attack the opposite companion with red eyes.

This was a huge electric arc, hitting another trialer's shoulder straight.The sober person was shocked by the shock, and a faint burnt smell radiated...

In the midst of this flash, the arms of the lower-level sober person also suddenly swelled, turning into a pair of mechanical iron arms like an excavator, twisting towards his opponent!

The C5-level supernatural user hurriedly raised his hand to block it, pressing against his arms like iron tongs, and released the arc again.

The arc went straight along the iron arm, and the D1 sober person trembled violently, but he didn't dare to let go of his arms at all, because the opponent's ability could hurt people in the air, and he had to grab this close-up Opportunity!

As a result, the two testers with vastly different abilities just stood there deadlocked.

The iron arm twisted the C5 awake person's shoulders and made a crackling sound, making the sound of bones breaking.In order to protect itself, C5 had to release the arc desperately, wishing to turn the opponent into coke all at once.

However, due to the limited level of abilities of the two of them, they couldn't be fatal with one blow.The magnitude of the arc is getting smaller and smaller, and the strength of the iron arm that is foaming at the mouth is getting weaker and weaker...

But who dares to let go?That deadly punishment of excruciating pain awaits.

A disgusting smell of burnt meat wafted to the side compartment, and the faces of the survivors who were not selected for the time being were ashen, and even one with a weak stomach vomited it out on the spot.

Although they didn't understand the meaning of the vulture old man's torture, the sober people next to Zhuo Ning finally knew the origin of the looted test field and the wreckage of the broken arm!

Sitting in the arms of the young college student, the little alien stared straight at the old man beside the iron cage, his eyes became colder and colder, with a gleam of an inhuman creature!

"I'm going to kill him!" The voice of the little alien suddenly sounded in Huo Li's mind, just because of a moment of excitement, he learned his spiritual powers by a few levels.

"Don't be brave...you can't beat him now." The young college student also said through his mental strength, pouring cold water on him without hesitation.

"I'm not afraid of him shooting." The voice of the little alien sounded, and as he spoke, he looked ahead, calculating the distance between himself and that nasty human old man, and his little hands were eager to alienate into sharp claws.

The young college student hugged the little alien tightly.

"This old vulture's ability is not to control weapons, and it has nothing to do with guns. It's just a cover he uses to cover up his real ability... He is very strong." The young college student said with spiritual power:

"Xiao Yi, be obedient! So what if you kill him? If a strange shape is exposed to the sight of this entire car, you will immediately become the sworn enemy of this car. At that time, what should we do?" Do? Let's implement your Fun City no one plan to kill everyone?"

The young college student sighed, looked at the little alien who opened his eyes and was about to nod, then turned his head and looked at a dead passenger in the carriage in an instant: "Xiaoyi, don't be impulsive, let these poor humans Live first, okay?"

The little alien tilted his head and thought for a while, then nodded sullenly.

"Is that old man crazy?" A tester lowered his voice and said tremblingly: "What's the use of him torturing people like this? The most valuable thing on us is gold coins, why doesn't he grab the gold coins and leave quickly..."

"Before this bus arrives at the stop, I'm afraid they won't be able to get off the bus, even if they forcefully break through the window, they will only fall into the crack of the trial ground." Zhuo Ning said in a low voice:

"No matter how powerful they are, they won't be so stupid as to go head-to-head with the patrol team in the cracks. I'm afraid Lai Ying has planned this robbery long ago. On this bus where everyone has nowhere to escape, they have dozens of days time to do those crimes."

There was another scream from over there, and the iron tongs of the D1-level sober person ruthlessly twisted the flesh behind the neck of the arc-powered user, and the former was not much better, the skin on his body began to turn black, and the silk floated up. Ash smoke...

The few testers here trembled in fright, and squeezed into the crowd again.

At this time, the disgusting smell of burnt meat was suddenly mixed with the choking smell of tobacco.It turned out that it was the bearded smoker who had been taught a lesson by the young college student, but at this moment he just huddled in the corner, lit a crumpled cigarette and started smoking!

He looked at the shocked eyes of everyone, coughed a few times and exhaled smoke from his mouth, and said in a weather-beaten tone: "Do you think that the most valuable thing on a tester is gold coins? Compared with the metal number plate, no matter It is not worth mentioning whether it is gold coins or those materials that are in short supply."

"You know again this time?" Even at this point, the entire team of sobers still didn't have a good attitude towards Wei Zeming:

"Just a guy like you who only smokes with a sad face and hasn't even searched for a car, what do you know... If you pick up the number plates of other testers in the test field, you can get a reward of 1 gold coin when you return them , do you think it is still an astronomical figure?"

The more depressed the moment is, the easier it is for some people to become a chatterbox.

Wei Zeming ignored it, and continued with a cigarette in his mouth: "Do you think Happy City is a charity? We don't charge us tickets and set up so many testing grounds... No matter how this surreal city exists, it always Can't lose money!"

"Collect tickets!!! So many people died here..."

"Is human life valuable? Not at all." Wei Zeming smothered the cigarette fiercely, and threw it on the ground as if venting: "Only supernatural powers are valuable. Each of us is in this life-and-death escape, slow down from D5 The ability to upgrade slowly is the most valuable thing..."

Wei Zeming held his own metal plate between his fingers and shook it to the people around him: "...it's all recorded in everyone's small iron plate. Every time we leave the settlement of the trial field, they extract different When the data is available, as for the gold coins paid to you by the proving ground, it’s just a drop in the bucket.”

The sober people around filled in Wei Zeming's words as if they were listening to the scriptures, and they all looked like they were looking at a lunatic.

"This man is smoking stupid... thinking about something nonsense all day long."

"Then Lai Ying snatched away our number plates and it's over, it doesn't make sense at all!"

"Even if it's true, how could he know the secret of Happy City?"

A few sober people muttered softly, Wei Zeming sneered, retreated to the corner... and lit another cigarette.

The little alien sat in the arms of the young college student and listened with relish. Just as he was about to ask something, he heard a loud crackling sound coming from the iron cage!

The iron-armed man whose body was scorched black from the electric shock finally couldn't hold on anymore, and fell on his back to the ground, motionless, and a pair of long metal arms fell to the ground weakly.

The old man's eyes were shining, and he walked into the iron cage with his hands behind his back, leaned over to check the coke that still had a trace of breath, and patted his back encouragingly: "Not bad! The ability development is very good!"

Then he shook his right hand covered in charcoal powder, and turned to the man with the bloody arc ability user, his face sank in a swish:

"With a C5-level ability, it's only a tie with others! Take this rookie who can go further, and develop another game tomorrow."

Then, with critical eyes, he turned to the carriage over there again, and after slowly scanning around, he fixed on the black-haired boy who was eager to try without the slightest fear in his eyes.

"Go! Bring out the little one."