Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 243: 1 person, I am drunk!
What are the audiences?
A bunch of desperadoes!
In this world, even the mercenaries who often mingled in those war-torn areas, are estimated to be insignificant in front of the audience, and even the former can't make it to the table in comparison.
They have no king's law, because the king's law can't restrain them. The only thing that can restrain them is broadcasting. But broadcasting has always been in a way of raising gu, giving them a lot of freedom, and at the same time There is also a lot of dead space.
There are still four carriages with no doors left,
Actually, the four carriages passed by Su Bai. The dining car workshop, the sleeper workshop, the soft seat workshop and the hard seat workshop. There are indeed no doors, because the carriages in these carriages are not good. thing.
When the car window is broken,
The surrounding listeners are looking forward to, excited, and curious. There were only these low-level phantom dolls in the previous carriages. Everyone was like a group of sharks gathered around smelling blood, but only Who can enjoy it after dropping a chicken wing?
Those who took the dolls felt uncomfortable, and those who didn't even got the dolls felt even more unwilling!
Even, when I broke the car window and saw a person smoking standing in the car window, the audience immediately exploded.
Fuck,
There are still people who eat solo food so profitably!
Of course, it is impossible for them to know the bitterness in Su Bai's heart at the time. Su Bai really didn't want to eat this food alone. Whoever loves it, whoever eats it!
The listeners did not have time to enter the car, because the contents of the car can't wait to come out. Those sarcomas have found food!
It's like a group of goats happily opening a cage, thinking that it will be hay, but who knows, all the cages are actually wild wolves.
On the first group of listeners, only a few two or three warning signs came quickly enough to escape, and the remaining dozen people were instantly surrounded by a group of sarcomas.
Their power hits the sarcoma, only to make the sarcoma on their body bigger and can cause no harm at all, and their defensive barrier, in front of these sarcomas, also looks very unbearable, almost It can be corroded in an instant.
Very straightforward,
Very straightforward,
It's too dry,
It's too direct too,
This kind of fear of facing death makes the listeners feel that they are humans and no longer gods, because at this time, gods are being harvested!
Fortunately, although the audience here is indeed a group of mobs, from all corners of the country, and even many from the West, the mobs are also divided into different levels. At this time, everyone is not all hysterically collapsed, although Some people started to retreat, but most of them still sacrificed their magic weapons.
For a time, various types of attacks roared up. I have to say that there is really no absolute fool who can become an experienced listener under the guidance of the broadcast. Everyone knows that the number of deaths in a confrontation The most common thing is not when fighting head-on, but when one party is chased after a rout, leaving one's back to the enemy, it is the most stupid thing.
There are also many listeners who brought out magical instruments and totems borrowed from senior listeners. For a time, on this vast and desolate platform, the energy breath raged and swept constantly, just like in this dark and dim sky Next, brilliant fireworks bloomed.
Very beautiful,
Very beautiful,
Very beautiful;
…………
"Pointless action." The young man in the shirt smiled slightly, "Too weak, too weak."
Su Bai shook the ashes. Until now, the broadcast has not yet appeared, and it is all these listeners who are desperate for themselves, but Su Bai is not in a hurry, nor panic, because according to the aesthetics of broadcasting, it does not like to personally Participating in the next boxing match, it likes to gradually reveal its layout and settings in a high-B style.
This is a broadcasting routine and a habit of broadcasting;
It’s just that the dozen or so listeners who were besieged in the beginning are now all black charcoal corpses. This group of sarcomas have just been released, and facing their first meal, it is indeed very impressive. Excitement.
"I believe it will still make sense." Su Bai sorted out his clothes. Although his clothes were almost only a tattered shelf, he still tore off his clothes very seriously. , The windbreaker slowly manifested and re-knitted clothes for Su Bai.
Previously, Su Bai did not summon the windbreaker when he was swallowed, because it felt meaningless. The western tycoon's barrier could not last for many seconds under the swallowing of these sarcomas. It was also a matter of summoning the windbreaker himself Kind of waste.
But now, it’s not a waste,
Outside, there was a fierce screaming and fighting, while inside, a young man carefully arranged his collar and bangs in front of the mirror glass.
That's how the young man in the shirt watched Su Bai's actions. Maybe, in the eyes of the young man in the shirt, Su Bai's behavior was already equated with an "idiot".
"Now, I can understand that it is not interesting, but deliberately showing in front of me in order to add points?" said the shirt youth.
Su Bai pointed to himself and smiled: "In a little while, take a look, I have a hunch, it's not far away, you said you were sent by an oriental, but I can tell you responsibly You, those who abuse you as vegetables on your plane, are actually being abused here."
After saying this, Su Bai didn't feel much happy, nor did he feel so honored, more, it was actually bitter and helpless.
"If no miracle happens, I will be the first to eat you." The shirt youth shook his head, "Because I think this is not so funny anymore, and you are not funny anymore."
"Let’s wait and see, I don’t know who will eat whom by then." After finishing his clothes, Su Bai slowly turned out from the window, halfway through, Su Bai turned his head and looked at the shirt Youth, "Come out together. If you don't stand next to me, I'm afraid of being eaten by your clan."
"So, you are also afraid." The young man in the shirt seemed to have discovered something very interesting.
"You can see my heart, in fact, you should know that I have been scared from the beginning."
Su Bai got out of the train, and the young man in the shirt turned into a long strip of sarcoma, floating beside Su Bai.
"Me too, a little hungry."
Obviously, the **** food and shirt youth in front are also very eager.
"Brother, listen to my advice, wait a minute." Su Bai suggested.
The young man in the shirt turned his head and looked at Su Bai with a spiteful look, "I think this kind of patience is very uninteresting. If I didn't wait for the miracle you said, your end would be miserable."
Su Bai stretched out his hand and hooked it to the young man in the shirt. The touch of the sarcoma was strange and greasy, but it was as good as holding a large silkworm.
It’s just that Su Bai seems to have forgotten one thing,
Maybe Su Bai doesn’t care,
It may also be that Su Bai has been a little numb because he has experienced too many great changes before,
That is, at this time, more than 70 listeners are fighting against these sarcomas, and listeners are dying constantly, and the sarcomas form a kind of encirclement, directly blocking the exit of the station.
And when these listeners are fighting for their own survival with these sarcomas,
While these listeners are struggling with the unknown creatures that only lychee-level bosses can solve to prevent themselves from becoming food,
When everyone is in hysterics under fear and oppression,
They saw,
One person,
A man in a trench coat,
Standing there,
in hand,
Hugging a terrible sarcoma,
Now...
Smile!
Fuck!
…………
"It's been a long time. Thirty people have died." The young man in the shirt was already a little unbearable.
"It's coming, it should be coming soon. These are all Chinese cabbage raised on the radio. It is impossible for you to dig it all up." Su Bai said confidently.
At this time, an eastern assassin strengthened the audience and wanted to escape out of the encirclement by his own figure, but these sarcomas seemed to be very sensitive to spatial fluctuations, and even forced the assassin by forcibly squeezing the space. The direction was reversed, and the assassin had to appear in front of Su Bai in the opposite direction, close to the train.
On the assassin's head, there are several sarcomas on his stomach, gnawing at his brain. The assassin's pupils are turned upwards at this moment, and his eyes are exposed. He is very painful.
When he fell to the ground and died, his eyes were still open, not squinting!
Su Bai squatted down, these sarcomas rushed to kill all the senior listeners here, and waited until they were all killed before they could taste the food, so this assassin could leave a whole body, at least for now.
Su Bai squatted down, stretched out his hand, and gently stroked the audience's eyes, closing his eyelids. This is the only thing Su Bai can do now.
Sorry, I can’t change the situation, and,
I didn't break the window;
In this assassin's clothes, a mobile phone fell off. Su Bai picked up the mobile phone. It just so happened. I don’t know if there is a call coming in or the alarm is ringing.
A shout of Mai, suddenly sounded:
This scene,
Will be forever engraved in the minds of more than 60 senior listeners who are still present,
When they were surrounded by a group of terrifying unknown creatures, and powerful senior listeners around them were falling and dying constantly,
Outside the enclosing circle,
An audience like them,
An oriental youth wearing a trench coat,
A clothed sarcoma hovering at his feet,
The other party squatted down gracefully~IndoMTL.com~ seems to be observing the death of the poor listener,
As if,
At this moment, he became the absolute master. The terrible sarcoma here are the terrible monsters he released. He seems to want to learn and imitate the way litchi destroys a city, and slaughter a hundred senior listeners in one fell swoop!
And this moment,
A song,
Suddenly sounded:
"I am drunk alone..."
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