Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 75: Come on, evolve!

The moment the mask was put on his face, Su Bai only felt that he had forgotten all the pain on his body in that moment, and his whole person suddenly became extremely...calm, it seems that every time he breathes, he is Captured perfectly. [Read the latest chapters]

He slowly stood up. This body, now he feels, is more like a **** to his soul. At this time, he even wants to peel off his skin and cut himself. The flesh and blood, interrupt your own bones, and free yourself.

This is a kind that is difficult to describe in words, because after putting on the mask, what Su Bai rises in his heart is not a kind of contempt for surrounding things, but a contempt for himself.

Always feel,

It’s not a pity to lose this body, it’s better if it’s destroyed.

It is this kind of emotion that invisibly stripped Su Bai’s consciousness from this body, and no longer felt his pain or joy,

Only left,

Kill!

While Su Bai walked, he limped, but he walked firmly. Blood kept flowing on his body, and his skin was constantly changing. This is because the blood of the vampire is repairing Su Bai’s body, but maybe it is Because of the serious injury, it is very slow and slow. Of course, the most important reason is that I need blood, fresh blood,

With raw materials, some blood,

Only the blood of vampire can truly display its own characteristics.

Sun Zang is completely out of strength at this time. He tried his best to raise the longbow again, but failed all the time. Even his left arm was broken. It was not the reason for the lack of strength, but even the lack of strength. The method uses the broken arm to pull the longbow out of the arc again.

Su Bai kept approaching, maintaining a constant speed. Although he was limping, it brought a greater and majestic pressure.

This may be related to character.

There is one, he is not afraid to enter the story world, which is similar to Su Bai. He has not been summoned into the story world by the horror broadcast for a long time. .

So, it was hard to justify encountering a listener in the real world who he could kill. It was like a pervert who was hungry for women to a certain extent and suddenly saw a slim woman stripped off her clothes and stood dancing in front of her.

"No room for negotiation?"

Sun Zang said weakly.

This didn’t kill Su Bai. Sun Zang had completely given up. In fact, Sun Zang didn’t complain much in his heart. He just felt very aggrieved, yes, very aggrieved. If it weren’t for terrorist broadcasting, it would be **** In the true sense of the rules, in the story world, how could the man in front of him beat up the three of himself like this!

In other words, if the three of them showed an aura that would rather be jade rather than be complete, and they would show a determination to advance and retreat together even if they completely violate the rules of terrorist broadcasting, maybe, the one in front of you People will not be so arrogant.

Zhao Yawen will not die, and she will not fall into this field.

Su Bai staggered over, facing Sun Zang's words, Su Bai only shook his head slightly, and then nodded again.

Sun Zang's eyes suddenly showed a hint of hope. Most people still have great fear of death.

Just at this time, Sun Zang seems to have forgotten how Su Bai killed Zhao Yawen before,

Perhaps,

For mental patients like Su Bai, killing is indeed a kind of pleasure, so that a kind of art is derived. How to kill can maximize this pleasure.

For example, eating is a kind of pleasure in itself, and food, with its color, flavor, and flavor, is to magnify the pleasure of food to a greater extent.

Su Bai wearing a mask has become a machine controlled by his own negative emotions. Of course, this is what Su Bai himself likes.

"There is something, I want to talk to you."

Su Bai opened the mouth and said, his voice was a bit weak, with a little fatigue. In fact, Su Bai was also seriously injured, but he was better than Sun Zang, and Su Bai could still shoot.

Sometimes, simply pulling the trigger is indeed much more convenient than opening a bow and an arrow. This is what the Senggelinqin cavalry in the Qing Dynasty launched against the gun array of the Anglo-French coalition forces has explained everything.

"Say, you say." Sun Zang pursed his chapped lips, looking very urgent. He can talk, talk, and bargain, no problem, he even showed the rest of his story to Su Bai There is no problem at all in exchanging things. As long as you are still alive, as long as you can survive, this is the foundation, this is a must, this is the final bottom line, the bottom line is still there, everything can be discussed.

"What did you shout when the arrow came out just now?" Su Bai asked.

"What?" Sun Zang was a little confused, he didn't know what Su Bai was asking this for.

"Do you understand...Japanese?"

Sun Zang shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I just think that it is very sensible to yell that paragraph to match my own skills, so I keep shouting with this sentence."

"Oh, then you were wrong. What you just shouted was probably to eat my sword, a sword for a long sword, not an arrow for archery."

As soon as the voice fell, Su Bai had already raised the muzzle and pointed it at Sun Zang's chest.

Sun Zang's whole person is almost petrified, and with the last sound like a mosquito, he asked with a full of disbelief:

"You just want to talk about...this?"

"Yeah." Su Bai nodded seriously,

Then,

"Boom!"

The gun went off.

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Any society has its own class. Human society or group society is composed of one class after another. In the red years, many ancestors with lofty dreams wanted to break this The class system establishes a free society where everyone is equal, but decades of reality have completely shattered this illusion, or in other words, dreams have always been so full, and reality has always been so skinny.

For example, the hospital where Su Bai lives now is not open to society and only accepts special patients. Those who can see a doctor here are all people with unsophisticated identities.

Su Bai’s assets are being transferred and transferred. Su Bai did not say that he would donate his share to Project Hope, because in Su Bai’s view, donating money to those so-called institutions is a bigger Sin, Su Bai's idea is actually very simple. Separate his own equity and assets under his name, if they can be divided, and then transfer them out, and try not to affect the continued operation of the group established by his parents.

It was Xun'er who took advantage of her relationship and arranged for Su Bai to enter this hospital.

At this time, it was early in the morning, and Xun'er was sitting beside Su Bai's bed and cutting apples for Su Bai, while Chu Zhao was sitting in a chair, a little listless.

After a short while, Su Bai stretched slightly, his injury is actually okay, he will be able to raise it, and during this time the hospital will continue to give Su Bai at Xun'er's request During the blood transfusion, fresh blood is kept up and injected into the body every day. Su Bai thinks it will be difficult for him to recover early, and because of the particularity of this hospital, there are no many restrictions on the medical process arrangements of social hospitals.

"Have you got everything?" Su Bai asked.

Xun'er delivered the sliced ​​apple to Su Bai's mouth. Su Bai smiled and shook his head, indicating that he didn't want to eat it.

At this time, Chu Zhao came to his spirits, took out a bag beside him and put it on Su Bai's hospital bed, and took out the contents one by one.

A purple awl, a long bow and a few arrows, and other odds and ends.

The purple awl should be Zhao Yawen's thing, and the long bow is naturally Sun Zang's thing.

"You are divided." Su Bai said.

Xun'er was a little surprised: "How embarrassing is this."

Chu Zhao also shook his head, "How can we take the spoils that you desperately got down?"

"Just owe me." Su Bai doesn't care. He doesn't really value these things very much. What he values ​​more is the sensory experience when hunting down those people. A more literary way of saying is that Su Bai values ​​more. It is the process, not the result.

Of course, there is another very important reason. Su Bai called Chu Zhao and Xun'er or shared the location and asked them to take care of the aftermath and clean the battlefield. Since they have participated in it, they and Su If Bai’s relationship makes people leave empty-handed, then the relationship between the three of them will be completely broken. After all, Chu Zhao and Xun'er are still experiencers. It is the time when the magic weapon and the weapon are most needed. When you are eager to protect yourself.

Su Bai knows that he, Chu Zhao and Xun'er are a little different from himself and the monk Fatty. Between the three, there are sentimental points. Sometimes the sentimental points are very worthless, but sometimes Love points are also very valuable.

Xun'er and Chu Zhao looked at each other~IndoMTL.com~Xun'er put away the purple awl, and Chu Zhao put away the longbow.

Neither person said thank you, because saying thank you at this time is a bit too perfunctory.

"I usually practice more, even if it is an experience task, it is not impossible to get story points." Su Bai reminded, and then he shrank under the covers, "I'm tired."

Xun'er and Chu Zhao knowing, both left the ward, but the two did not leave, but stayed in the companion room next door.

Su Bai closed his eyes, feeling that the condition in his body has basically stabilized, then reached out and took out a small bottle from the drawer of the bedside table, twisted the small bottle open, and aligned the mouth of the bottle with his brow. ,

The nail crossed my eyebrow first, and a blood stain was scratched, and then, the drop of blood in the small bottle also dripped down,

It just fell on the wound.

Come on,

Evolution! (To be continued.)