Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 270: The death of Gyatso!

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However, Su Bai's shout was a little late, or it was not timely enough.

Gyatso's hand has been placed on the fire-fighting suit in front of him, and the other three listeners have also picked up the fire-fighting suit in front of him.

Only the monk and the fat man hesitated after praying, but if Su Bai called a few seconds later, their hands must have touched the fire suit in front of him.

Gyatso's palm was against the fireman's suit, and his expression suddenly twitched. When Su Bai called this sentence, he knew that the matter was serious.

And the three other listeners who were originally under Mu Nan's hands were also surprised.

Next moment,

Gyatso felt a tingling sensation from the center of his eyebrows. Then, from the center of the eyebrows to the bottom of the body, a blood line appeared. Then, before Gyatso had time to react, the flesh on his body was So cut from both sides, only the white bones glowing black and gold stood in place.

And the breath of Gyatso completely disappeared at this time!

The bodies of the other three listeners were also divided. The flesh was flesh, the bones were bones, and the organs were organs. All of them were divided and scattered on the ground.

The fat man swallowed subconsciously and looked at the white bones of Gyatso on the ground. A sense of horror suddenly struck him. The fat man didn't expect that he had known him for so long, and even lived in Gyatso under one roof for a long time. ,

Just die like this?

Don't even have a chance to resist?

Don't even have a chance to shout?

The fat man felt so suffocated in his heart. He suffocated for Gyatso, and at the same time replaced Gyatso!

For a while, the surrounding temperature seemed to have dropped a lot, reflecting the mentality of the three people who were still alive.

The monk closed his eyes and forcibly suppressed the anxiety and fear in his mind. He did not allow this emotion to appear on his body, and at such a critical moment!

Immediately afterwards, the monk looked at Su Bai, lowered his voice, and asked, "Da Bai, there is a turnaround, right?"

The fat man who was originally angry heard the monk's words and his face immediately appeared in a daze. He looked at Su Bai, "Dabai, things are not like this, right?

Impossible, impossible,

Let the five veterans die without resistance, even if this is a game, even if the price of the game violation is death, it is impossible to die so much all at once.

This does not fit the aesthetics of broadcasting! "

Yes, the fat man finally discovered the problem under the monk's reminder. Broadcasting has the quirk of pursuing stories, and it can even be said to be a kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Suddenly because of this **** rule, five senior listeners died?

This is too wasteful!

It’s not that senior listeners can’t die, but just like bunches of fireworks, throwing them in the water is a consumption and end. However, the normal way is to light them so that they can emit instant light and sound, although The final end is actually no different from being thrown in the water, it's all turned into a pile of garbage.

Senior listeners can die, but they should die a little more exciting, right?

Su Bai was still holding the firefighting suit in his hand, and pointed to the blood stains remaining on the chest of the firefighting suit.

"This is my blood."

"Is it the blood you left thirty years ago?" The monk squinted his eyes and asked, "Can't you extract memories from blood? Now, can you try to extract these blood from it for thirty years? Memories from the past?"

Su Bai heard this and shook his head, "There is a prerequisite, that is, I can find a few more drops of blood similar to the ancient vampire of Esther as a primer, otherwise I am now, but There is no way to accomplish this kind of thing."

When Su Bai said so, the monk's eyes showed disappointment, but soon, the monk seemed to have finally followed Su Bai's thoughts, because he thought of what Su Bai said before, and was hit!

For a time, countless thoughts collided in the monk’s mind. Even this high monk needs some time to digest and straighten out. In addition, the monk clearly knew that he and Su Bai were at least in this story world. Here, there is a kind of disadvantage, or it cannot be called a disadvantage, which is called unequal information acquisition.

"Dabai, let's talk about it first." The fat man squatted down, stretched one hand over, and took a bone of Gyatso in his hand. Gyatso, Buddha and magic double repaired, and the bones seemed to have been forged. It is the same, with dark black and gold intertwined luster, which gives people a very indestructible feeling.

But even so, when he died before, it was so simple and straightforward. Until now, the fat man has not completely separated from the scene of witnessing Gyatso's death just now.

The monk let out a foul breath. He sat cross-legged and looked around. Finally, his eyes fell on Su Bai again, "Your thirty years of radiation is not because of the skin on your shoulders. , Isn't it?"

It seems that none of the three men’s minds have recovered completely, and there is still some shock, so when the monk asked this sentence, he unconsciously took a little aggressive posture. This kind of thing is rare in monks, of course, Su Bai didn't care about these things, because he was actually very upset in his heart now.

Instead of answering the monk’s question directly, Su Bai first said to the fat man: “You said, Mu Nan is an old lady. I believe it now. I can think about the true nature of all this situation in such a short time. At the same time, we dug a big hole for us. This kind of person is really terrible."

Even this kind of person is one level higher than the monk. Even if it is a monk, the pressure and calculating feeling given to Su Bai are not as shocking as this person like Mu Nan can easily reveal.

"I have experienced a story world before. In that story world, I met Sophia for the first time. Oh, yes, and you fat man, do you remember that story world?

Dense jungles and huts, winding creeks, and the black owner of the convenience store at the entrance of the road? "

The fat man was startled,

In that story world,

Fatty was initially with Yigu. Both of them subconsciously gave up Su Bai who was only an experiencer at the time, but in the end, Su Bai gained a lot in that story world, and he was fat He gained very little, and even died in that story world.

In the eyes of the fat man, if he didn't die that time, that guy might be a senior now.

Obviously, the monk didn’t know about this, so the monk looked a little depressed at this time, and the information was not reciprocally obtained, which made the irritability in the monk’s heart more and more serious. He really hated this feeling. hate.

But at the same time, the monk began to recite the Pure Heart Mantra in his heart. The cleverness of a smart person is actually to control himself to do the right thing at the right time and place.

"You mean, the world principle of this story is the same as last time?" The fat man took a deep breath and pointed to himself, "I am in a certain cycle now?" Then, the fat man pointed to Jia. Cuo, "And Gyatso, will reappear alive in the next cycle? Then we collectively don’t remember what happened before like a fool?"

Su Bai nodded and shook his head again.

"It looks alike, but in fact it should be different."

Raising the firefighting suit in his hand, Su Bai put on him. After he was dressed neatly, Su Bai pointed to the position of his chest, "I don't know how the blood spread came from, but I know if it is That kind of pure reincarnation cycle, this spread of blood, cannot appear here."

"From the position of the blood, you should have been attacked at that time, and the wound was on your chest." The monk said at this time, "And you, when we first entered this story world, you It was radiated to almost only one breath, and the body was full of pustules."

"Why the **** is this?" The fat man scratched his hair, somehow he couldn't understand.

Su Bai looked around, putting on his fire suit, most of his body was hidden under the fire suit.

"Let me, look again."

Su Bai is walking next to the fire-fighting suits next to him again. The fire-fighting suits are folded neatly and placed here, and it is impossible for Su Bai to flip them,

It seems,

Touching a firefighting suit that does not belong to you~IndoMTL.com~ will be punished terribly and become like Gyatso.

Fortunately, when the three listeners died, they held the fire suits in their hands and opened them, so there are many more places to observe.

Finally, Su Bai saw a bead-like burnt mark on an unfolded firefighting suit, and the burnt mark still had some lines on it.

"Monk, come and have a look, is this a trace of your relic?" Su Bai asked.

The monk got up immediately, walked over, and after some observation, the monk nodded, "Amitabha Buddha, eight or nine are not separated from ten, but this may not be a poor monk's fire-fighting suit."

"Yes, it may also be caused by you using the relic to hit someone else." Su Bai said.

The monk's gaze slowly swept across every fireman's suit, his eyes gleaming.

The fat man also walked over at this time, somewhat absurdly saying: "Da Bai, you mean, every listener actually has the corresponding fire suit that he wore before?"

"Yes, so although I don't know how Mu Nan determined which one belongs to him, he deliberately prayed in Korean when he knew it..." Su Bai said.

The fat man answered: "The old Yinbi deliberately made us think that these firefighting suits were actually left by the firefighters who died here before, thinking that we were going to get those firefighters in the dark. Approval to get permission from them to get the fire fighting suit and then enter the next pass?

Actually, his real purpose is to kill us all?

So,

So,

So why did the main mission part be blurred when the mission was broadcast..." The fat man whispered his lips, and a cold horror feeling spread all over his body.

The monk sighed and said slowly:

"Because, we have already received the task."