Chapter 230: Sorry, he is too small.

Style: Science Author: medieval rabbitWords: 3414Update Time: 24/01/12 05:07:36
"Let's go, the event is about to start."

"Have you brought them all? I only brought one, I don't know if it is enough."

“I didn’t bring one with me, and I couldn’t find any where to find one, but it is said that you can enter for free with a 50-point ticket.”

Unknowingly, the event has already started for a day. From the initial fright to the suddenness, the players gradually adapted to this "horror world" global event.

It was late at night on August 2nd, around 23:00.

Tutu Tu, who was standing on the street with Jian Wuya, came down to get some air. He looked at the people coming and going on the street. He was a little confused. He held a burning cigarette between his fingers and looked at the people on the street in confusion.

Everyone seemed to be rushing in a certain direction in a hurry.

While rushing, they talked to each other.

It looks like an underground gathering of some secret sect.

Some players even have a rope behind them, and behind the rope is a female ghost?

It's really off the mark.

I’ve seen people walking dogs, I’ve seen people walking cats, and it’s the first time I’ve seen people walking ghosts.

The world is really big and full of wonders.

"Eh."

Tutu Rabbit reached out to stop a middle-aged male player who was holding a female ghost and had a hurried expression. He pointed at the female ghost behind the player and asked in confusion.

"Is this going to work?"

"What is that activity you are talking about?"

"you"

After being stopped hastily, the player who was about to lose his temper instantly shrank when he saw the title above the head of the Rabbit and the face of the Rabbit. His face was filled with a flattering smile and he said: "That... is an event organized by Brother Qiang. , called Russian Turntable.”

"The leading female ghost can enter for free. If there is no female ghost, you have to pay 50 points to enter."

This year.

Yancheng players may not know the name of the director of the Yancheng Law Enforcement Bureau and what he looks like.

But there is 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 clearly, and if one day you get mad and offend someone, you'll be totally fucked.

"oh?"

The tuberculosis rabbit grinned thoughtfully: "Russian turntable? That's okay, but I can't tell that you are still a bloody brother."

"Let's go, let me go with you to see it."

Russian carousel.

He understands so well.

A game of blood and violence.

Two players share a revolver with only one bullet in it. They take turns shooting at themselves until one of them dies before the game ends.

Very simple game rules.

What is tested is the player's psychological quality and whether he can remain graceful in the face of death.

A game with a very high mortality rate.

Of course, you can also admit defeat in advance, but this also proves that you give in and give in, and you will get boos from the audience.

"Um, this."

The player who was stopped glanced around hesitantly, and when he saw no one came to help him, 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 Rabbit wants to go, it's no problem."

But Rabbit's face gradually turned cold, and the player simply stopped talking nonsense and immediately walked to the front: "I'll lead the way. Brother Rabbit, please come this way."

"Do you really want to go?"

Jian Wuya was wearing a pink suit, with his thick chest hair exposed in an extremely coquettish manner, with his hair slicked back and his hands in his pockets, walking beside Tutu Rabbit.

There was a cigarette in his mouth and he couldn't speak clearly.

"They are all games played by children. We went there to have some fun."

really.

In front of a few of them, these players in Yancheng can indeed be called children.

After all, even if they put the revolver to the temple and fire a shot, they still have many ways to prevent themselves from dying.

Even if you die, it will just take some effort to climb out of hell.

From this perspective, the so-called Russian roulette is indeed a game played by children.

"Go and have some fun."

Although the Rabbit scorned this so-called extremely bloody Russian roulette game, he still followed him and said casually.

"Brother Yi is still having fun with the eight Jia Ye upstairs. We have nothing to do, so why not join in the fun and experience the entertainment activities of Yancheng players."

At their level.

Their entertainment activities are definitely better than those of Yancheng players.

For example, building an exclusive desert swimming pool in Hell, can Yancheng players do it?

Of course not.

From the bottom of their hearts, they didn't think these Yancheng players could come up with any tricks. They just wanted to see who would be the first to admit defeat in the face of death.

A game played by children.

Almost ten minutes passed.

"arrive."

The player leading the way pointed to the ticket hall in front of him and introduced: "You can enter from here. It is divided into four halls in total."

"You can play in any hall you want."

After saying that, the player slipped into the crowd. It was obvious that he was under a lot of pressure to stay with the tuberculent rabbit.

In front of you is a huge villa.

The single-family villa seems to cover an area of ​​thousands of square meters. It should not be called a villa, but it should be called a manor.

Before the upgraded game came, they didn't know that there was such a large single-family villa in the suburbs of Yancheng. The road leading into the villa was marked as private property.

The ticket check-in hall is a newly built small kiosk at the entrance of the small gate of the villa, which is a bit like the old news kiosk.

"oh."

The tuberculosis rabbit nodded, and after casually glancing around in a floral shirt and beach pants, he walked straight to the ticket hall and knocked on the glass.

"Open the door, go in and play."

"It's full and entry is restricted. Go and queue over there. It's expected to queue for 3 hours."

"Look up at me."

"No one can."

The middle-aged woman in the ticket hall said something angrily. She raised her head and was about to shout something at the top of her lungs. She was stunned when she saw Tutu Rabbit's face clearly. Her face instantly turned pale and her voice trembled.

"Brother Consumptive Rabbit, please, I'm sorry."

"Can I come in 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: "We have a distinguished guest!"

But I don’t know what was said over there, it seemed to be a rejection, which made the woman hastily lower her voice and add something again.

"It's the tuberculosis rabbit, the tuberculosis rabbit next to Chen Yi!"

"Get the fuck out of here!"

The words fell within less than thirty seconds.

The door of the huge villa in front of them was pushed open violently, and six men in black suits and sunglasses rushed out surrounded by a man in a red suit.

"I'm sorry, Brother Rabbit, I kept you waiting for so long."

The man in the red suit at the head bowed and apologized apologetically: "I'm really sorry. The people below are not sensible. Brother Tutu Rabbit, please take more responsibility."

"fine."

Tutu Rabbit did not lose his temper, but looked up and looked inside the villa, thinking thoughtfully: "Is this a casino? I heard that there is something to do here, so come here to experience it."

"You lead the way."

"Okay, okay, please come this way!"

The man in a red suit dismissed his men, walked straight to a corridor inside the villa and introduced: "I really didn't expect you, Brother Rabbit, to come to a place like this. Please forgive me for the poor hospitality. There are a total of four people here." A hall."

"Go through this corridor and you will arrive at our Hall No. 1."

"The event in Hall 1 is now Russian Carousel."

"Brother Tutu Rabbit, you can understand."

As the man finished explaining, the door at the end of the corridor was pushed open, and the noisy crowd suddenly rang in his ears.

In front of you is a huge hall.

It seems that the area must be at least four to five hundred square meters.

There were eight conspicuous large circles in the center of the venue, surrounded by sounds of encouragement and roars, which sounded extremely lively.

They appeared on the second floor of the hall.

It overlooks the entire hall.

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Tutu Rabbit lay expressionlessly on the railing on the second floor, overlooking the scene in the hall below. After being silent for five minutes, he said softly.

"Explain it? I'm mentally prepared enough."

The picture below looks so real that it is difficult for ordinary people to accept it.

It has nothing to do with bloody 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 butt facing out.

It looks like a sunflower.

And around the sunflowers stood ten little bees collecting honey, working hard, and there was a commander in the field, as soon as a gunshot was heard.

All the little bees will stop their movements, pull out, and collect the honey of the next little bee clockwise.

"This is called a Russian turntable."

As if he noticed that Tutu Rabbit didn't seem to understand these things, the man leading the way organized his words before speaking cautiously.

"The general rules of the game are that ten men stand behind the turntable. When they hear the sound of gunshots, they have to take out the next one and keep choosing clockwise."

"Those who surrender their guns will be eliminated."

"The player who sticks to the last place will be the final winner of this Russian Roulette."

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The tuberculosis rabbit remained silent and did not speak.

Jian Wuya was silent and in a trance.

After a long time.

The tuberculosis rabbit took out a pack of cigarettes from his arms with a calm expression and divided one of Jian Wuya's cigarettes. Then he lit one and put it into his mouth. After taking a long puff, he looked at the scene below through the light blue smoke. The picture continued to blur.

Even though he thought he had a high level of acceptance, he was still a little confused for a moment.

The scene before him, even in the world of explosions, would be extremely explosive.

He originally thought that the games played by these children would have some fun.

Their hell desert swimming pool is not as good as it looks now.

sorry.

It's because he has become too small.

You still know how to play, no matter how weak you are, you are not weak at all in playing.

(End of chapter)