Chapter 510: One person, I am drunk!

What are the audiences?

A group of desperate people!

In this world, even the mercenaries who often sneak in the war-torn areas are estimated to be in the face of the audience. Even the former can't get on the table under the contrast.

They have no royal law, because Wang Fa can't restrain them. The only thing that can restrain them is actually broadcasting, but broadcasting is another way of raising a hand, giving them a lot of freedom, but also a lot. The dead space.

There are still four cars without doors.

In fact, the four compartments are the ones that Su Bai passed, the dining car workshop, the sleeper workshop, the soft seat workshop and the hard seat workshop. There is indeed no door, because the carriages in these carriages are not good things.

When the window is broken,

The surrounding audiences are looking forward to it. They are excited and curious. In the previous few cars, there were only these low-level illusion dolls. Everyone was like a group of sharks that smelled bloody, but they only lost it. A chicken wing, who can enjoy?

Those who took the dolls felt that they were not addicted, and even those who did not get the dolls felt even more unwilling!

Even when the window was broken and the person who was smoking was still standing in the window, the audience at the scene immediately exploded.

Oh,

There are still people who eat solitary food and eat so much!

Of course, it is impossible for them to know the bitterness of Su Bai at that time. This single food, Su Bai really does not want to eat, who loves to eat, who eats it!

The audience did not have time to enter the car, because the things in the car, can not wait to come out, those sarcomas, found the food!

It was like a group of goats happily opening a cage, thinking that there would be hay inside, but who knows, all the cages are closed with wild wolves.

A group of listeners standing at the forefront, only a few two or three warning signs to get away with the law can be escaped, the remaining dozens of people, was suddenly wrapped in a group of sarcoma.

Their power hits the sarcoma, only to make these sarcomas grow bigger, and it does not cause any harm, and their defensive barriers are also very unbearable in front of these sarcomas, almost in an instant. Can corrode it.

Very simple,

Very direct,

Also too crisp,

Also too direct,

This fear of facing death makes the audience feel as if they are human beings, no longer gods, because at this time, God is being harvested!

Fortunately, although the audience here is indeed a group of people, from all corners of the country, and even many from the West, but the people of Wuhe are also divided into times. At this time, everyone is not all hysterical collapse, although some people began to retreat. But most people still sacrifice their own instruments.

For a time, various types of attacks roared up. I have to say that under the supervision of broadcasting, we can become a veteran listener. There is really no absolute fool. Everyone knows that under a confrontation, the number of deaths is the highest. In fact, it is not the case when the front confrontation is strangled, but when one side is defeated and then chased, leaving the back to the enemy is really the most stupid thing.

There are still many listeners who come up with the instruments and totems borrowed from the high-level audience. For a time, on this vast and desolate platform, the energy is raging and sweeping, just like blooming in this dark and faint sky. Out of the eye-catching fireworks.

Very beautiful,

Very beautiful,

very beautiful;

............

"There is no meaningful move." The shirt youth smiled, "too weak, too weak."

Su Bai shook the ash, until now, the radio, has not appeared, it is completely these listeners are desperate, but Su Bai is not anxious, not panic, because according to the aesthetics of the radio, it does not like to personally participate in the end In the boxing match, it likes to gradually reveal its layout and settings in a high-B grid.

This is a routine for broadcasting and a habit of broadcasting;

However, the dozen or so listeners who were confined at the beginning have now become a black charcoal body. This group of sarcomas has just been released, and it is indeed extremely exciting to face their first meal.

"I believe it will still make sense." Su Bai sorted out his clothes. Although his clothes were almost only a broken shelf, he still carefully removed the clothes and the windbreaker was slow. Slowly manifested it, and re-woven the clothes for Su Bai.

Before Su Bai was swallowed, he did not summon the windbreaker, because it didn't make sense. The barrier of the Western cockroaches could not last for many seconds under the phagocytosis of these sarcomas. It is also a waste to summon the windbreaker.

But now, it’s not a waste,

Outside, it is a fierce call to kill the sound of fighting, and in it, a young man carefully tidying his collar and bangs against the mirror glass.

The shirt youth looked at Su Bai’s move. Perhaps, at this time, in the eyes of young shirts, Su Bai’s behavior has been equated with an “idiot”.

"Now, I can understand that it is not interesting, but deliberately make a show in front of me in order to add points?" said the shirt youth.

Su Bai pointed to himself and smiled: "After a while, look at it, I have a hunch, not far away, you said that you were sent by the Orientals, but I can tell you very responsibly, those The people who abuse you in your position are actually here, and they are also abused."

After this sentence was spoken, Su Bai did not feel much happy, and did not feel much glory. More, it was actually a kind of bitterness and helplessness.

"If there is no miracle, I will eat you for the first time." The shirt youth shook his head. "Because I think it is not so interesting, you are no longer interesting."

"Let's wait and see, I don't know who will eat it when I get there." Su Bai finished finishing his clothes and slowly turned it out of the window. When he turned halfway, Su Bai looked back at the shirt youth. Come out together, you don't stand next to me, I am afraid to be eaten by your family."

"Originally, you will be afraid." The shirt youth found something very interesting.

"You can see my heart. In fact, you should know that I have been afraid since the beginning."

Su Bai got out of the train, and the shirt was turned into a long strip of sarcoma, floating around Su Bai.

"I am also a little hungry."

Obviously, the front of the blood food, shirt youth is also very eager.

"Brother, listen to me, then wait." Su Bai suggested.

The young shirt turned his head and looked at Su Bai with a sinful color. "I think this kind of patience is not very interesting. If I didn't wait for the miracle you said, your end will be very miserable."

Su Bai reached out and hooked it on the shirt youth. The sensation of the sarcoma was strange and greasy, but it was quite good with a large silkworm.

However, Su Bai seems to have forgotten one thing,

Maybe Su Bai doesn't care,

It may also be that Su Bai has been numb because of the continuous changes in the past.

That is, at this time more than 70 listeners are confronting these sarcomas, and the audience is dying, and the sarcomas form an encirclement that directly blocks the way out of the station.

And just as these audiences are struggling to fight against these sarcomas for their own survival,

While these listeners are struggling with unknown creatures that can only be solved by the level of lychee, in order not to become food for themselves,

While everyone is falling into hysteria with fear and oppression,

They saw,

A person,

a man in a windbreaker,

Standing there,

Hands,

Holding a terrible sarcoma,

Being...

smile!

Hey!

............

"Time, for a long time, they have already died thirty people." The shirt youth has been somewhat unbearable.

"Come on, it should be faster. These are all cabbages raised by broadcasting. It is impossible to let all of you dug out." Su Bai said with a certainty.

At this time, an oriental assassin intensified the audience to escape from the encirclement by their own body shape, but these sarcomas seem to be very sensitive to space fluctuations, even by forcing the space to force the assassin to reverse the direction. The assassin had to appear in front of Su Bai in the opposite direction, close to the train.

On the assassin's head, there were several sarcomas, and he was eating his brain. The assassin's pupil turned up at this time, revealing his white eyes. He was very painful.

When he fell to the ground and died, his eyes were still screaming, and he died!

Su Bai smashed down, these sarcomas are eager to kill all the senior listeners here, and then taste the food after killing, so this assassin can still leave a whole body, at least for now.

Su Bai squatted down, reached out and gently stroked the eyes of the listener and closed his eyelids. This is the only thing Su Bai can do now.

Sorry, I can't change the situation, and,

The window is not broken by me;

In the assassin's clothes, a mobile phone fell, and Su Bai picked up the phone. It happened that I didn't know if a phone call came in or the alarm bell rang.

One shouted Mai, and suddenly it sounded:

This scene,

Will always be engraved in the minds of more than 60 senior listeners who are still present.

When they are surrounded by a group of horrific unknown creatures, a strong and experienced audience is constantly falling and dying.

Outside the encirclement,

a listener like them,

An oriental youth in a trench coat,

A sarcoma with clothes on his body hovered over his feet.

The other side gracefully kneels down and seems to be observing the death of the poor listener.

as if,

At this moment, he became the absolute master. The terrible sarcoma here is a terrible monster that he released. He seems to want to learn and imitate the lychee to destroy a city, killing hundreds of senior listeners in one fell swoop!

And this moment,

a song,

Suddenly sounded:

"One person, I am drunk........."