Tang Zheng was overjoyed when he saw Tu Jinxin's hard work. Unexpectedly, this guy was unlucky enough to enter Trojan's room. Apparently he was a prostitute and found out that he was stealing money. As a result, there was an argument and he was stabbed to death.
"Eh, it's you? Where is this place? I should be in the hotel..." Tu Jinxin caught a glimpse of the prisoners from the corner of his eye, and he couldn't say any more. He wanted to hide towards the armed police for protection, but after taking a few steps,
He was shocked when he saw the prisoners staring at them with fierce eyes. Yes, wouldn't walking over prove that he was in their group? The swimmer quickly put on a smile and moved closer to Tang Zheng.
"We meet again. We don't know each other without fighting." Tu Jinxin put away the arrogance he showed when he was on the swimming team, and started to get closer to Tang Zheng with a playful smile.
"Stay quiet." Tang Zheng glanced at him and looked at the bright white light. Someone started teleporting again.
Tu Jinxin's face froze, and he touched his arm that was still a little sore. He restrained himself from having an attack. He also felt that something was not good. He wanted to check the situation first. Besides, he was not stupid. If someone dared to confront the prisoner, there must be something wrong.
capital.
The first person who came in was Ging Guo, followed by a twenty-two-year-old woman, wearing jeans and a down jacket that had been washed out and turned white. They were as ordinary as a handful of green vegetables. They were quite inconspicuous. People just glanced at them and gave up.
Tang Zheng did not move his eyes away. This woman's face was rough from the wind and sand, her hands were red from cold, and she was holding a pen with paint peeling off. She must have stayed up late to correct something, because her eyes were dry and clothy.
Full of blood.
The other was a thin high school student. When he saw a room full of people, he showed no fear, but glanced at his left wrist indifferently.
"A fool who committed suicide by cutting his pulse." Liu Hong, the scarred man, spat disdainfully. People like them were deeply afraid of dying too early, but there were those damn kids who thought they would live too long.
The high school student held a paper knife in his right hand and held it tightly. Blood was dripping from it.
"It seems that the newcomers' fighting power is not weak this time?" Looking at the men who were all prisoners and armed policemen, Lin Weiguo felt that he could spare you this time.
"Ha, that also means they won't be too obedient." Tantai's voice was loud and he didn't care about them at all.
The prisoners were very quiet, and even one of them, a young man in his twenties, did not make any noise. It was obvious that several years in prison had taught them a lot, at least they knew how to be patient.
"Dogs that bite but don't bark are ruthless people." Tantai laughed at them unscrupulously with a smile, while his eyes wandered over the prisoners holding guns.
"Who are you?" The captain of the armed police couldn't keep silent. He was on the weak side and wanted to seek help. Qin Yan and others didn't look bad, but the guns in their hands made him very afraid. Good people don't have such things, but they always
Give it a try.
"The leader's name is Li Yulong. He is a prison bully and a gangster boss. Seventy-eight people died at his hands more than ten years ago."
"Then why isn't it the death penalty?" Xu Biyun asked back. The captain of the armed police was choked and couldn't answer. How can you say this kind of shady story?
"Liu Hong, a man with a scar, was doing the work. He thought the boss gave him too little money, so he broke in late at night, raped the boss's wife, killed a family of three and ran away. The reason why he was not sentenced to death was because the guy was on probation immediately.
It was changed to life without merit." The armed police captain changed the topic.
"Hey, are you ready to tell us all about our origins?" A short but extremely stocky man looked at the armed police captain with a hawk-like look, and tightened his grip on the micro punch in his hand.
"Wang Tao, a border smuggler, does whatever he wants to make money. Although there is no evidence, more than dozens of people have died at his hands." The armed police captain is not afraid in the face of danger. The situation is bad enough anyway, so it is better to take a chance and at least put his stand on justice.
clear.
"Stop introducing, it's useless. The people who entered the Trojan room are all people who died once. You still don't understand?" Pang Meiqin waved her hand and interrupted him, "What you have to do now is to listen to Tang Zheng.
Then get out alive and start a new life again.”
The newcomers immediately made noisy noises and looked at Pang Meiqin in confusion. The armed police frowned, while the prisoners looked happy and faintly excited.
"Can we do that too?" A prisoner wearing glasses pushed up the frame of his glasses, his voice trembling.
"Okay, Trojan horse will help you take care of everything in the outside world, and you can start a new life." Yi Gaoren is bold. If it were a few months ago, Pang Meiqin would have gone around when he saw this group of vicious-looking prisoners.
How dare you talk to them so arrogantly.
"Comrade, please pay attention to your words and stance." The armed police captain could not agree with what the flight attendant with beautiful legs said and warned her.
"When you come back alive, talk to me like this." Pang Meiqin liked this feeling.
"Haha, I get it. Is it the main god? Is it a killing game? We have to survive in it and earn points, right? That's how the equipment on your body came from, right? Haha, God finally favored me after 17 years of abandoning me.
You killed me once." The high school student who committed suicide by cutting his pulse suddenly became crazy, laughed, and threw himself in front of the black cube, "You must be the manager of the game, give me weapons quickly, I am going to kill monsters, earn experience, and earn money.
gold."
The high school student who looked like a lunatic scared the newcomers. To be honest, even the prisoners didn't want to mess with this type of guy. After all, anyone who saw a mental illness would avoid it.
The white light lit up and the transmission continued. Chen Hong, the hard-working man Xu Liangmao, and the female host Ruan Feifei entered. Seeing so many men, Chen Hong shrank to Tang Zheng in fright, but when she saw that no one was paying attention to her, she was very angry.
, he is a star.
Ruan Feifei learned her lesson and stood quietly behind Tang Zheng without saying a word.
"With 45 survivors, it's quite difficult." As soon as the veteran finished speaking, three more old men were teleported in, making him lament that these three would definitely die.
The newlyweds were still at a loss and were on guard. The black cube in the center of the room suddenly lit up and turned translucent. Then it floated into the air and played a rock version of the Internationale. It was deafening and revolving on the six screens.
The avatars of survivors flash like this.
"Toys, please me with your lowly lives and sweet blood!"
"Here we come, the manager is here." The high school student stared at the cube with a pious expression on his face, almost worshiping it.
"Ha, it's not easy to meet a toy who likes the world of Trojan Horse. Boy, I appreciate you." Trojan Horse greeted the high school student with a smile, "But it's a pity that there is no extra reward."
"Who are you?" the armed police captain asked the silver Trojan. He thought it was a communication device. "Why are we locked up?"
"Retarded." Silver Trojan gave a brief evaluation and ignored him. "The survival challenge game will start in five minutes. Because it is very difficult, you will have three initial pieces of equipment, protective clothing, a cold weapon, and firearms.
And ten magazines."
During the cruel countdown, the floor cracked with a crack, and two rows of one-meter-high cross-shaped hollow steel frames rose up, filled with weapons and magazines, as well as silver metal boxes for newcomers.
The high school student laughed, grabbed a box with his left hand, and picked up the firearm and magazine with his right hand.
"Don't move, no one is allowed to hold weapons." The armed police captain yelled and advised earnestly, "You are committing a crime. Stop now before it's too late."
Li Yulong looked uncertain. He wanted to prevent the newcomers from getting weapons. After all, his status was not good and he was a target of public criticism. He was easily attacked. However, looking at the expressions of Tang Zheng and others, he did not dare to shout.
Bang, a bullet hit the high school student's foot, it was the drug police officer.
"You all go and stand aside. No one is allowed to hold a firearm." The anti-narcotics policeman is a man in his thirties, with a strong back and a strong look on his face. It is very intimidating. The newcomers who were walking towards the weapons rack suddenly stopped.
, at a loss.
"Please note that you still have four minutes to select equipment." The Trojan's countdown did not stop.
The high school student's body stiffened for a moment. After all, the other party's police title was too intimidating, and the country's violent institutions were no laughing matter.
"You don't have to care about the idiot. In the Trojan game, everyone is equal." Trojan encouraged the high school student, wanting to see how crazy he could get.
"You..." The anti-narcotics police officer was so angry that he wanted to blow him up.
"Haha, this gentleman is right, what we want is equality for everyone." After Li Yulong finished speaking, he winked at the inmates and looked at Tang Zheng, "Little brother, what do you say?"
"Go get your weapons, then put on your protective clothing and wait for the teleportation. You only have three minutes." Tang Zheng looked at the anti-drug policeman, "If you still want to go back alive to see your wife and children, just do what Trojan said. Here,
The law of the jungle is enforced.”
The anti-drug policeman's expression was gloomy. He watched the newcomers rush to the weapons rack and hurriedly choose. This gap in status made him feel uncomfortable.
Li Zhixin put a rifle on his back, selected a few magazines, and picked up a machete. After swinging it twice, he got used to it and changed it to a samurai sword.
The prisoners wanted to bring more guns and magazines as backup, but their bodies became numb from the electric shock and they fell to the ground.
"Those who have got the equipment should get out of the way. Don't hinder others. If you take too much, you will get electric shocks." Tang Zheng looked at the three bewildered Italian beauties standing next to him and translated it in Italian. They then
Squeezed into the crowd.
Because Bai Guo was resurrected and his records were erased, he could get a new set of initial equipment. Lin Weiguo opened a gap and called the ordinary woman who was still in a daze, "Get it quickly, we're running out of time."
"Trojan, what is the mission this time?" There are indeed too many people, but there are a lot of men. Although they are prisoners, they can also become combatants, but those with too bad conduct must be quickly weeded out.
"In Journey to the West, the four masters and disciples of Monk Tang stole the Buddha's scripture. You have to find it back." Trojan smiled evilly, obviously looking forward to their death.
"It's a scam, it's another spirit game." Chu Baichuan wailed and quickly replenished supplies.