Chapter 157

The noisy background sound fell silent for less than a second, and turned into a long roar in Tang Erda's ears.

None of the team members spoke.

This silence didn't last long, and soon a team member walked over tremblingly, holding another computer with tears in his eyes: "Team, captain, they sent the photos of the players who died in the next round. .”

Tang Er staggered and stood up with the back of the chair. He lowered his head for a long time without making a sound. When he raised his head again, he looked at the team members around him without any light in his eyes, and asked in a hoarse voice. : "Bai Liu, afraid of water, right?"

It seems that from that moment, a certain part of Tang Erda's body, along with Su Chao's brutal death, completely collapsed in the clown's funny and crazy smile.

All the memories will start and end with Bai Liu's calm eyes, like a pool of stagnant lake covered with duckweed.

Same this time.

Tang Erda, who was kneeling on Lu Yizhan's body, stood up staggeringly, with no light in his blue eyes, he raised his hand and pointed his gun at Bai Liu.

Just like when the clown laughed and raised his gun at the innocent Su Chao, at this moment Tang Erda numbly raised his gun at the innocent Bai Liu.

The righteous hunter was tainted with a vagabond background during countless retracements, and finally, he became one of the members of the [Wandering Circus] that he has always hated.

Mu Sicheng and Mu Ke, who pointed their guns at Tang Erda, moved closer vigilantly. Mu Sicheng's gun almost reached Tang Erda's head, but Tang Erda still pointed his gun at Bai Liu indifferently. This confused Mu Sicheng, and he yelled, "This Tang team, before you shoot Bai Liu, obviously we will pop your head into a puddle of popcorn."

Mu Ke calmly persuaded: "So you'd better put down the gun."

Lu Yizhan, who had just been beaten to the ground by Tang Er, got up shaking his painful wrist. Liu Jiayi jumped over from his side, jumped to Bai Liu's side cleverly, and looked up at Bai Liu from the beginning to the end. After confirming that there is no problem with Bai Liu, just like checking the goods, he turned his head to look at the four elders who were confronting each other on the other side of the corridor.

If it is normal, Liu Jiayi will definitely say that after killing Tang Erda, we will directly enter the game, and this matter will be over.

But now her eyes fell on Lu Yizhan who stood up staggeringly - Lu Yizhan was a [spectator] who hadn't entered the game, and with this person around, they couldn't easily enter the game.

And if they casually beat Tang Erda to death, according to Liu Jiayi's understanding of this upright little policeman in Lu Yizhan, they would be turned over to the judiciary in the next second by the shocked Lu Yizhan.

Liu Jiayi thought that if Lu Yizhan found out that he was doing some illegal and criminal things here, he would probably be shocked by Lu Yizhan and educate him for a long time.

When this little policeman was guarding her before, he was very good at reading and meddling in other things, and he could read all kinds of trivial things like Liu Jiayi's mother who has fifty menopauses and has just retired. She can read Liu Jiayi's eyes Straight hair, goose bumps all over.

Thinking of this, Liu Jiayi felt weirdly uncomfortable and felt numb in her back. She subconsciously hid a little behind Bai Liu, and moved up the huge goggles that covered her face, trying to hide herself better .

Bai Liu cast a sideways glance at Liu Jiayi's small movements of avoiding Lu Yizhan, Liu Jiayi raised her eyes to look at him, and then moved her eyes tacitly away.

——I have made sure that the eyes are all people who have been crippled by Lu Yizhan.

Sure enough, after Lu Yizhan stood up, the first thing he did was try to persuade the three people who were confronting each other with guns. He blocked Tang Erda's chest and held Mu Si with both hands. Cheng and Muke aimed at Tang Erda's muzzle, and with a sigh they were about to start the performance:

"It's not good to fight and kill. Can't everyone sit down and have a hot pot and have a good talk? Is there anything that can only be solved by using a gun? You see, it's so narrow here, it's still a metal wall, and the bullets go out , the bullet casing might bounce back to yourself, and it’s not certain who will be the accident, which also shows a truth, the bullet that hits someone else will eventually return to yourself, why bother, right..."

Mu Sicheng, who was pinched by the gun, looked shocked: "Who are you?!"

Mu Ke tried to draw back his gun, but found that he couldn't draw it back: "????"

Liu Jiayi and Bai Liu behind showed a clear expression of "ah, it's really started", Liu Jiayi rubbed her arms with a bit of aversion - this familiar feeling.

Tang Erda suddenly interrupted Lu Yizhan's broken thoughts. He looked at Lu Yizhan who stood in front of him: "You are right, the bullets that hit others will eventually return to themselves."

As he spoke, he slowly raised his elbow and turned it ninety degrees. Under Lu Yizhan's stunned gaze, Tang Erda indifferently turned the muzzle of his gun and pointed it at himself precisely. A silver rose revolver.

Tang Erda dialed down the insurance with his thumb, and said softly under Lu Yizhan's flustered action: "I understand this better than anyone else."

[System prompt: The mental value of player Tang Erda returns to 0 in reality, and he is completely turned into a monster. He can become a monster to unlock and log in to the real copy]

[System prompt: Player Tang Erda uses monsterization skills to unlock the form of "Monster Book: The Withered Rose Hunter" and can use personal skills (Russia □□)]

[Russia □□: There are six bullets in the revolver, three of which will kill oneself, and three of which will kill the enemy. The hunter raised the rose gun for suicide, and the moment he pulled the trigger, it became a scene. To gamble, kill yourself first, or take the other party away? Are you sure to use this skill? 】

【...is... loading...】

[Skill lock object: Bailiu]

[System prompt: □□ starts spinning, gambling is about to begin...]

The revolver next to the temple began to spin twistingly, and the sound of the bullet being loaded and the life-threatening gun spinning was so familiar to Tang Erda. Lu Yizhan watched in panic as Tang Eryi, whose eyes were out of focus, was about to shoot himself. Even Mu Ke and Mu Sicheng were stunned. Although they also shot Tang Er with guns, they didn't know how to react.

However, Liu Jiayi seemed to sense that something was wrong. She frowned and took a step forward, blocking Bai Liu's face. What Wang Shun said to her rang in her mind...

[Rose Hunter is a sharpshooter player, you can't find where he is aiming at the opponent from the map, the opponent will die, sometimes it is like thousands of miles away, he can also accurately kill monsters or players...]

【His skills? Not sure, the Rose Hunter is too lonely, even the people who work with him don’t know his specific skills, only know that his skill is a silver gun, which is related to roses...]

The silver revolver... related to roses... Liu Jiayi's gaze was fixed on the gun in Tang Er's hand - it was a skill weapon! !

Why can Tang Erda use skill weapons in reality! ? ! It doesn't make sense at all!

But whether it is reasonable or not, the current situation does not allow Liu Jiayi to hesitate any longer.

"Muke! Mu Sicheng! Shoot him!!" Liu Jiayi yelled, "His gun is wrong!!"

Tang Erda let out a low laugh abruptly, his laughter mixed with Liu Jiayi's yelling to form a creepy concerto, his dark blue and almost black eyes looked at Bai Liu behind Lu Yizhan, they looked at each other, and the tone of voice Neglect: "Do you know Bai Liu, I have never lost this life-gamble game with you. This is the only game I can win against you."

"Because your luck is too bad. Every time I shoot a bullet, it must kill you."

This is a skill specially developed by the hunter chosen by the gods to kill the evil and unfortunate "werewolf" appointed by the prophet, and himself who is about to become a monster.

Lu Yizhan watched with constricted pupils as Tang Erda pulled the trigger.

The silver bullet spiraled out from the barrel, passing through Tang Erda's head slowly as if in slow motion, and then Tang Erda was hit directly on the wall by the impact of the bullet passing through the skull.

But the bullet passed through Tang Erda's head unscathed in an unbelievable way, rubbed against the metal wall, and rushed towards Bai Liu with sparks.

Liu Jiayi quickly climbed onto Bai Liu's body at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

Before Bai Liu could react, Liu Jiayi gritted her teeth, closed her eyes and covered his head, arching her waist, leaving a gap between Bai Liu's head and her body to buffer the bullet.

If this guy's skill is this type of suicide bullet, then according to where the bullet hit Tang Er, it should also hit Bai Liu's temple, which is the position of his right eye!

The bullet hit Liu Jiayi's waist like a cannonball, she let out a muffled grunt, and her whole body was moved forward by the impact of the bullet, which happened to be cushioned by the gap she had left before.

The bullet seemed to shatter a small earthen jar full of blood, and the blood gushed out continuously from the gap in the earthen jar, instantly staining Bai Liu's white shirt red.

Liu Jiayi clenched Bai Liu's shirt tightly the moment the bullet hit her, and then let go the next second. She fell backwards and landed in Bai Liu's arms who reached out to catch her, and blood began to flow from her mouth. .

She opened her thumb with great effort, grabbed Bai Liu's neckline, and left a bright red handprint on it. Liu Jiayi coughed and said to Bai Liu: "... Come on, let's go..."

Bai Liu looked down at her, and calmly followed her words: "Get rid of Lu Yizhan, and bring you into the game, I know."

Liu Jiayi closed her eyes, curled up in Bai Liu's arms with great effort, and closed her eyes.

Blood continued to seep and drip along Bai Liu's fingers covering the wound on her waist, and her breathing and voice gradually weakened: "The rest, you yourself, come on, I'm not quite sober."