Chapter 1918

one thousand nine hundred and thirteen

... what, what's going on?

Lin Sanjiu couldn't help it for a moment, slightly turned his head and quickly glanced at the back of the hostess.

She was bent into a bow, and the back of the chair blocked most of her body. Lin Sanjiu could only vaguely see her face buried in her hands, revealing a line of silent back.

Why?

The host of a game, why would he do this for the death of a participant... So... It seems that he was suddenly shocked by a death he has seen many times, but he can only sit in a daze, not knowing how to deal with a strange emotion.

Even Lin Sanjiu couldn't explain why he wanted to go up for a moment, put a hand on the other party's shoulder, and gently comfort her with a few words, which clearly showed that the other party was not even a real person.

The strong man who had been staring at her didn't miss the opportunity to distract her.

When Lin Sanjiu heard the wind in her ear, her heart jumped, and she immediately understood her carelessness; Her attention involuntarily went to the host. When she realized that she should avoid, she was already a step late - a strong man's hand had been wrapped in the wind and hit her neck; Perhaps because it was "content rehearsal", he didn't use the ability of evolution, but if this blow hit, I'm afraid Lin Sanjiu's throat would break.

In the emergency, Lin Sanjiu suddenly dodged back, but his feet happened to be stepping on the edge of the steps. He didn't grasp the center of gravity at that time, and slid down the steps.

At that moment, the strong man's eyes lit up.

"Grab her! No, push her down!"

Somewhere in the distance, someone shouted from a distance. A person's life is equal to 30 seconds of peace. The attention of the whole stadium seems to be focused on the two people fighting here - everyone seems to be wholeheartedly hoping that Lin Sanjiu can die for them, so that he can live a little longer.

Perhaps under fatigue, her way of understanding the world is a little confused; Lin Sanjiu only felt that she was watching her body limbs float up in the air like jellyfish tentacles, and then realized that she was falling down the steps. How could the strong man let go of this opportunity? He had already caught up with it a few steps. He was ready and wouldn't leave her any chance to stand on her feet. As long as he caught her landing and kicked a few feet continuously, Lin Sanjiu would repeat the fate of the last man and roll all the way into the foot ban area.

Lin Sanjiu didn't try to stand firm at all.

When you want to fall down, you will first stabilize your body and regain balance, which is the most basic biological instinct; However, what the man was waiting for was the moment when she had no time for him - at the same time when she realized this, she instinctively fell back to the deep in silence under the command of Lin Sanjiu; She fell straight down like a pile of grass and a bundle of cloth without life.

An experienced evolutionist can predict how a person will land, for example, how to protect the head and face and balance the center of gravity; However, no matter how experienced the evolutionist is, it is also difficult to judge the way and whereabouts of an inanimate object when it lands in a fleeting moment.

Especially when the "object" suddenly stretched its arm and grabbed the man's arm before it fell to the ground.

With a scream, the strong man was also pulled down the steps by Lin Sanjiu, and his feet also lost their balance.

It was as if the bird opened its wings and hugged the wind. Lin Sanjiu also stretched out his hands and hugged the man.

With only one toe, she borrowed a little force on the floor of the steps, and then the whole person flipped around in the air lightly - the man was pressed down by her, bearing the weight of Lin San wine, and hit the next step with a harsh dull sound, which just became her meat pad.

It's also his bad luck; When she was physically strong, Lin Sanjiu was also a very aboveboard person when fighting. However, she knew that she couldn't afford to fight for too long at the moment and had to make a quick decision, and the other party happened to be a very convenient man - she immediately took advantage of the situation to press all her strength on her knees, and that knee stabbed into the crotch of a strong man.

It seemed that he was swung by a hammer weighing more than a hundred kilograms. The man didn't even hum this time. As soon as his eyes turned white, he lost consciousness. Lin San Jiu heard from Xie Feng that * * rupture can even directly kill people, but it is the first time to use it in actual combat; She rolled up, raised her foot, kicked the unconscious man down, and then turned around and rushed into the seats in the audience.

A few seconds later, when the expected white light lit up behind her, Lin Sanjiu was just illuminated by the light column, and the shadow was long thrown out, printed in the silent and shocked stadium in front.

When she turned her head, sure enough, the hostess had already disappeared from her last position.

Did you leave quietly when people were not paying attention to avoiding the pillar of light?

Lin Sanjiu stabilized her breath in her chest and her sour and soft legs. When she opened her mouth, her voice echoed clearly in the air.

"Listen, I'll only say that once." She glanced at the stadium and shouted, "my goal is the hostess. You show me the way and tell me where she is, so I won't embarrass you, but if any of you want to attack me... Like him, the pillar of light is your coffin."

The whole stadium was so quiet that there was not even a trace of wind. If it weren't for a figure standing in the audience, Lin Sanjiu would almost think that everyone was dead.

Perhaps for the participants in the "content preview", she was too unexpected. Just a moment later, everything returned to what it was not long ago: the participants were chasing and fighting, desperately trying to survive, some people wanted to catch others and throw them away to deflect the ball and the light column, some people were looking for a safe corner to hide in the sports ground, and some people were frantically smashing things like door panels and wanted to use them as shields - but, No matter how chaotic and panicked Lin Sanjiu was, no one dared to stop her again.

Lin Sanjiu figured it out: since she couldn't judge where the ball would fall, she wouldn't judge.

She didn't waste every second of the thirty seconds before the ball turned again: she walked step by step between the auditorium of the stadium, her eyes carefully swept over every visible face, she didn't know where her intuition came from, and she always felt that the hostess didn't disappear from the field.

Someone became a victim again, and the next fall direction of the light column was anchored by human life again, but Lin Sanjiu was immersed in his thoughts, and he almost didn't realize it - even if he saw too many cruel things, that's what happened.

The other party must still be there... The death picture she caused is being staged one after another, and people are also dying one by one; The hostess won't turn her head and leave the stadium.

It's not because the other party is happy to appreciate the death of the participant... It's like

Lin Sanjiu's eyes swept from the back of a man in the audience below. Seeing that it was not the hostess, she continued to walk over, thinking in her heart that the hostess looked like she was very tired.

It seemed that she had walked far and spent too many awake nights. Now she sat down and found that she was unconsciously so tired.

This feeling seems a little puzzling

wait.

Lin Sanjiu suddenly stopped and went back a few steps.

The figure of the man is still crouching between the seats. He is not avoiding the ball and the column of light; He is avoiding other participants.

She stared at the back of the man's head and a piece of dark skin exposed from his collar. She didn't know why. She always felt that the other party was vaguely familiar. After two seconds, the man seemed to finally realize something, and slowly turned his head towards Lin Sanjiu.

It was a man with dark brown skin, curly hair, long eyelashes, deep eyes - most importantly, she had seen it.

Is it in the world of God's love?

Lin Sanjiu's hands trembled slightly; He was a puppet sent by the puppet master at that time - yes, she remembered this face because she thought the other party was an evolutionist at the beginning.

Is it possible that all the participants in the stadium are dolls he once owned in his memory?

Lin Sanjiu looked up and glanced at the stadium from a distance in bursts of shivering that she couldn't understand.

Of course, she didn't meet everyone occasionally, and even if she did, she couldn't remember them all; However, the more she looked at it, the more she felt that her guess was right, because there was more than one familiar face.

The hostess suddenly showed her emotions, which turned out to be aimed at a doll... "You are cherished and raised, but you are not even as good as a piece of mud in the hands of another person.".

"Another person" didn't mean the person who caught the girl and pushed her down.

Immersed in his thoughts, Lin Sanjiu vaguely realized that a woman in the distance suddenly turned her head away and walked away when she touched her eyes.

"Stop her!" Lin Sanjiu roared, suddenly surging up a force, catching up with the woman who left quickly at full speed, "stop her, I have a way to stop this game!"

As if in response to her words, the ball suddenly shook back and forth a few times. Just a few times, the column of light swept more than ten meters back and forth in the audience, instantly turning several people into coke soil.

However, Lin Sanjiu couldn't care about anything.

This stadium game doesn't come from the past experience of the puppet division. She understands it now.

The whole stadium game is a struggle in which he suppresses, rolls, tears and swings left and right. He looked at pieces of living people, lying on the ground like fallen rice, lying at his feet, without life; They spent countless efforts to protect their lives, even worse than a piece of mud in his hands.

He may not feel guilty. It's hard for a tired and numb person to feel guilty.

The key item to prevent the rehearsal of this part of the content is not the tangible black flat plate in her hand.

Lin Sanjiu, like a wild Eagle swooping down into the sky, stepped on the seat of the audience and jumped down - she stretched her arms, wrapped her around the hostess and hugged her tightly in her arms; The two of them didn't even have a foothold. They rolled and smashed on rows of seats together, and the sound was amazing. They rolled down all the way, broke through several rows of seats, and just rolled to the foot ban area below.

However, when Lin Sanjiu, who was aching all over and spinning in her brain, finally stopped rolling, she was still alive and breathing, and the white light column had not yet fallen.

She opened her eyes with difficulty. The rain curtain in her vision hung high under the dark clouds. The stadium was rapidly receding, like a distant echo of the ebb tide.

In her arms is a female plastic clothing model, just like when she first met a puppeteer in extreme temperature hell.

In recent chapters, I fell asleep after writing for a while and then got up to continue writing... In other words, my codeword software is very easy to use now. The only annoying thing (except for charging money) is that some parts of the software are unclear, and the left and right quotation marks look the same... It's all luck to open quotation marks