Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 244: The identity of the assassin
"I am drunk alone;
Drunk and make beautiful women in pairs;
Two eyes are alone;
I just want to be able to return in the future;
I'm a charming girl with a piano;
Yanxi, my purple bamboo forest............"
The rhythm of shouting wheat with a strong sense of rhythm sounded, appearing at this time, it seems so harsh;
Senior listeners, in the usual circle of listeners, are worshipped by the lower listeners. When they meet, the listeners below will respectfully call "adults" with respect and fear;
However, at this time, in this place, adults, suddenly became very worthless, even a little cheap, just like old newspapers in the wholesale market, collected by the catty.
Every senior person is dying. They are like gods and they are now indistinguishable from ordinary people. Their identities, their status, and everything about them are extremely cheap at this time.
Looking at the death of a person next to him, the senior listeners who are still alive are extremely miserable, because the dead person around him has the same identity and status as himself, and the feeling of sadness is so strong.
Because sarcoma kills people rely on the most primitive gnawing, so every senior who died has obvious wounds, and even the whole body is gnawed to pieces, just because the sarcomas are still thinking about all the senior listeners. Kill it and come back and enjoy the meal slowly, so I didn't treat it like the Western kinsman, and absorbed it all.
The blood of dead senior listeners began to spread on the ground.
This was originally a very normal thing, dead people, blood, and the senior audience present were too numb to see it, but the blood all showed a strange flow direction between the moments. All flowed to the dolls who were dropped on the ground.
The flow of blood is so fast that not only the senior listeners do not respond, but even the sarcomas that are hunting for food and are sensitive to spatial fluctuations have no time to react at all.
In an instant, the blood of those senior listeners who died was completely absorbed by the dolls on the ground,
These dolls seemed to have come to life at this time, and they opened their eyes collectively!
Puppets are lifeless humanoid props. However, compared with Eastern shadow puppets, Western puppets, for contemporary people, can actually evoke a kind of fear from the depths of their hearts.
It seems that they have life, as if when you put them in a corner of the house, they are actually watching you while you are turning to them while you are sleeping, watching you, their My eyes are patrolling you over and over again.
Therefore, in most normal households, there are very few ornaments like dolls, because its appearance makes people feel weird.
However, at this time, the dolls have been resurrected collectively. They are no longer the kind of low-level illusion artifacts, and no longer useless items that can be discarded at will. In their deep level, there should be something hidden It's a prohibition that senior listeners can't detect at all.
Yes,
If this kind of prohibition can only be activated by the blood that exists at the life level of the senior listener, it has already manifested its terribleness.
More than twenty dolls, floating in mid-air, between them, there seems to be an invisible thread connecting each other, and a mysterious breath is emitting.
Below,
Those sarcomas stopped attacking the rest of the audience. They were too lazy to think, because in their own world, they are definitely a dominant presence, just like the kangaroos in Australia, because in Australia, they have no natural enemies, so They can live carefree, but if they are placed elsewhere, they may have been extinct or forced to evolve into something else.
This situation is similar to these sarcomas. In their world, there is no enemy that can be strong enough to threaten their survival. The meaning of their existence, or their own lives, is swallowing. Otherwise, they don’t need Thinking, thinking, is considered to be a very meaningless thing, and only in the group, the lowest and least status sarcoma, will be forced to start thinking, in order to lead the rest of the sarcoma to eat. This is Slave work.
This method and system are completely inverted from the human society, and even the entire natural system of the earth.
However, being unwilling to think, too lazy to think, does not mean that they are stupid, nor does it mean that they are stupid. In fact, the fact that a certain race can evolve to the top sequence of a world plane certainly proves the excellence of this race. They actually evolved themselves to a certain level that might not be perfect but enough to survive on that plane of the world steadily. Their genes also showed their excellence.
So, at this time, all the sarcomas felt a sense of crisis, a sense of crisis that made them all start to panic instantly.
Su Bai put his arm around the shirt youth. At this moment, he could feel the shirt youth trembling constantly.
"Isn't it interesting?" Su Bai put his face to the side of the shirt youth group and asked softly, just like when the two parties first met, the shirt youth spoke when he put his chin on Su Bai's shoulder. a feeling of.
"I remember you said that the relationship between us, food and predators will last forever, but now, it seems something is wrong. Or, do you think it is interesting now?"
The young man in the shirt didn’t have time to respond to Su Bai’s ridicule, because when the two dozen dolls began to rotate in the air, there were harsh noises, and the sarcomas below began to grow bigger and bigger without being attacked. It gets bigger, but their skin is starting to become more and more transparent.
The sarcomas wanted to move, but couldn't move. They could only stay where they were and watch their bodies swell up like a balloon, and waves of terrible energy fluctuations rippled away.
"It's going to explode! Go!"
About 30 senior people died, and there are still about 60 people left. These people also had injuries on their bodies. They had struggled to resist before, but everyone was human, knowing that they felt Dolls that are useless to them are aroused after absorbing the blood of dead seniors. Now, these dolls are the reminders of these terrible sarcomas!
However, once it explodes, this desolate and huge platform will definitely be razed, and the sarcomas are unable to move, so naturally there is no way to attack. The exit direction that was originally blocked by them The position was also opened all of a sudden.
Naturally, these senior listeners did not want to stay here and be bombed to death with these disgusting things, and immediately took out their train tickets and ran to the train station to get out of the station.
This platform and the Shanghai Railway Station outside are located in two spaces, at least there are space cracks or space folding, so there is no need to worry that the explosion here will spread to the Shanghai Railway Station.
What's more, there are more than a dozen senior listeners who are not in a hurry to escape, but turn back and hold some of the artifacts and objects of the dead listeners before leaving. You must know that these sarcomas will explode at any time. Status,
This scene can be regarded as a vivid expression of the nature of the senior audience.
"I feel... I am in pain."
The voice of the youth in the shirt kept coming, and he was very uncomfortable because he had also been amplified. At this time, he was no longer a long sarcoma, but a huge hydrogen balloon.
"Do you still find it interesting?" Su Bai did not rush to leave or escape for his life. To be honest, he can live to this day by relying on this young shirt youth who wants to imitate humans. Without him, he It must have been eaten.
It is now obvious that the methods laid out at the beginning of the broadcast have been fulfilled at this time. These terrible sarcomas, gg, are only a matter of time, but Su Bai feels that he should say a few more words with him.
The thinking mode of mental patients is really difficult to understand, because their concept of interests is beyond the thinking mode of normal people.
In other words, in fact, among the sarcomas, this young man in shirt is actually equivalent to a different kind. He is forced to think, but on the other hand, he is actively imitating and learning from human beings because he feels Very interesting,
And the two words interesting,
Sometimes it is the most primitive subjective initiative driven by the concept of interest.
"You go...Let..." The shirt youth's eyes are blurred, and even the voice is no longer heard clearly, "Death...actually...not interesting at all..."
"My buddy, honestly, thank you." Su Bai gently patted the huge sphere in front of him.
"His...you slapped me...you will die..."
Su Bai smiled, waved, and said goodbye, but after walking two steps, he stopped, took out all the packs of cigarettes on his body, took out the lighter, lit them all, and put them on the cigarette box vertically. on.
Unfortunately, he still has no body, and he still couldn't smoke.
Taking out his train ticket, Su Bai walked towards the exit very calmly and unhurriedly.
Because Su Bai’s experience this time is different from those of the listeners who did not enter the train, so Su Bai knows that all of this is designed for broadcasting. If enough senior people die, their blood can activate people. I, once the doll is activated, then these sarcomas will be gg, but every senior is a Chinese cabbage for broadcasting. After the doll is activated enough, the broadcast should not be willing to let the seniors sacrifice.
This degree, this point,
Su Bai got here, so when he walked from the train to the ticket gate, he picked up some of the dead audience's things in his spare time. They were all small objects, but Su Bai did not dare to stay too much because of the broadcast I don't mind if I really explode another shameless cargo.
As soon as he walked past the fence and disappeared, Su Bai felt the huge explosion wave behind him.
"Om!"
Exit station,
The flow of people is surging, and many tourists are coming out from here, dragging salutes and bringing their children, bustling,
For a time, it was like a lifetime.
The fat man reconciled and stood at the exit. When he watched Su Bai walk out, he almost ran over excitedly and beat Su Bai in the chest.
"Fuck, I am so happy to hear Gongzihai say that you are not dead."
Su Bai nodded and pushed away the 300-jin baby's attempt to hug him. At this time, the phone rang again, and it was that of the assassin.
Su Bai took out his phone and glanced at it. It was a text message.
"Master Wang Lin, I just learned about your death and I am very disturbed. I will always keep your teachings and kindness in my heart. Although the society does not recognize you, I know your greatness."
Even if the listener dies in the real world, he will be broadcasted to arrange a death method that will not cause social disturbance. His relatives, friends and all members of social relations will think that he died normally.
The signature of this text message is actually the name of a celebrity, and I don’t know if it is true or not~IndoMTL.com~ However, Su Bai suddenly thought of something,
Wang Lin,
Why is this name so familiar,
Su Bai recalled the appearance of the assassin enhancer again, and he was a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.
"Fatty, who is Wang Lin?" Su Bai looked at the fatty and asked.
"Oh, that qigong master, he was fooled by many dignitaries and celebrities who regarded him as gods and worshippers. When I was outside, I checked Weibo and found that he seemed to have just passed away from illness. It also caused a lot of sensation and debate It."
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