Gamers Are Fierce Chapter 110: Gecko

He....when did he approach...

The black Trojan felt his body froze for a moment, and a cold current rushed up his mind from bottom to top along his back.

Before becoming a player, Black Trojan was an experienced 996 elite programmer,

A major feature of programmers is working overtime.

Work overtime, work overtime, work overtime, shine for the company, burn yourself, and illuminate the boss's money.

The physical fitness of the black Trojan is not very good. After becoming a player, he did not add points to his physical fitness and strength.

Instead, the perception attribute was prioritized to 9 points.

With the [Code Insight] glasses, the black Trojan horse can know in advance the troubles within 100 meters.

This is the first time he has been stuck behind "something" and doesn't know anything about it.

"You, like blue, or red."

As if there was no response, the cross-dressing man behind him asked again impatiently,

Blood and yellow pus dripped from the cracks in the lips.

The black Trojan turned around stiffly, holding a Casio calculator tightly in his hand, pointing the head of the calculator at the cross-dressing man.

He thought about attacking immediately, but the frenzied and violent aura on the opponent's body made him hesitant to do it.

"No answer, yes?"

The cross-dressing man tilted his head and quietly opened his mouth. A tongue that was about half a meter long and shaped like a belt rolled down from the mouth, carrying sticky saliva, and draped it on the red cloak in front of him.

The sense of crisis rose sharply, the black Trojan felt as if it had fallen into an ice cave, and its limbs and bones were frozen, unable to move at all.

Outside the teaching building, the epidemic doctor and Li Ang looked at each other while listening to the movement from the walkie-talkie.

Even if they couldn't see the movement in the teaching building, the two of them could understand that the black Trojan might have encountered a supernatural event, and the situation was extremely dangerous.

Li Ang pursed his lips. He had collected urban legends from all over the world before, and one of them was quite similar to the situation he encountered now.

There is a strange urban legend circulating in Nishima, saying that some students, after school, will meet a strange man in a red cloak and a strange mask,

When he sees the students, he asks: "Do you like red? Or blue? Or white?"

When a student answers that he likes red, he will die in a pool of blood;

When he replied that he liked white, all the blood would be drained;

When he answered that he liked blue, he would be thrown into the water and drowned;

In this urban legend, he is called "A", a living person rather than a monster, and has been murdering children on their way home from school for many years without being caught.

If you think about it carefully, you can find that this urban legend has no logic at all,

After collecting relevant information from the Internet, we can know that Mr. "A" is at best a story that some idle netizens have posted on the Internet in order to attract attention.

After several disseminations, it finally evolved into this strange story,

There is no essential difference between it and the urban legend of a woman with a gaping mouth who likes to ask "Am I beautiful".

But in the killing field, urban legends can be transformed into real horrors,

But at the same time, it can't put the set of urban strange stories into practical application.

Li Ang's thoughts turned sharply, and he gently opened the steel frame of the walkie-talkie, clipped it to the collar of the S.W.A.T. staff uniform, and ran towards the wall of the teaching building.

He moved his fingers, ten fingers like eagle claws, firmly clasped the cracks in the bricks on the wall outside the building, while climbing upwards,

He said to the walkie-talkie: "Blue is the color of melancholy."

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On the other end of the walkie-talkie, the black Trojan horse froze and couldn't move, and the heart was beating violently.

Just now, he seemed to have lost the chance to find a "life" by speaking,

But the existence of the walkie-talkie allows Li Ang to answer in the form of a "double reed" instead of him.

"Do you like blue?"

The cross-dressing man grinned, his accent slurred because of the large tongue hanging from his waist, "Very good...."

Before the cross-dressing man could make a move, Li Ang's voice came from the walkie-talkie again.

"Red is the color of the sun, the color of hope, and symbolizes good luck, joy, enthusiasm, and unrestrainedness. In many cultures around the world, red has the function of expelling evil.

For example, the walls of ancient palaces and temples in the East are all red, and the paper-cuts are also red. In the West, a lot of red is also used in Christmas. "

The man in disguise waited for Li Ang to finish speaking, dragging his big tongue and looking at the black Trojan horse with some bad eyes.

"Then you like red."

The black Trojan subconsciously felt that no matter which color he (or Li Ang on the other end of the walkie-talkie) chose, the final outcome would not be much better.

While struggling with all his strength, he tried to use his fingers to press the zero key of the Casio calculator in his hand,

While praying that Li Risheng's teammate, who seems to have an abnormal brain circuit, can be more reliable.

Li Ang did not answer directly, but said slowly: "Blue symbolizes melancholy, but it is not just melancholy.

It's like there is no paper in the silent public toilet, and the phone battery has been cleared.

You are sitting on the toilet, looking at the blue toilet partition, feeling a little melancholy, but in the melancholy, there is a trace of secluded serenity.

You, got it. "

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What a god! What is this all about?

The black Trojan horse has black lines all over its head, and the man in disguise in front of him doesn't seem to understand the situation. After thinking for a while, he asks viciously: "...You like blue, very good, I To..."

Before he could finish speaking, Li Ang on the walkie-talkie interrupted him roughly,

"In the sunrise the river flowers are more red than the fire, and in spring the river is as green as blue. Is the battle between red and blue really that important? You must know that red and blue have come out since ancient times~IndoMTL.com~ either lily or base..."

As soon as Li Ang opened the chat box, it was a ramble. The man in disguise was stunned for a few seconds before he realized that the other party was fooling him.

"If you don't choose, let me choose the color for you..."

The man tilted his head back, his mouth opened like a snake to the limit,

At the same time, he grabbed his long tongue on his chest and yanked it.

呲——

Blood splattered, but the man in disguise seemed to feel no pain at all, and he forcibly pulled his tongue out.

Holding his **** tongue, he walked slowly forward like a cowboy wielding a noose.

The black Trojan horse's three souls and six souls were almost scared to fly away. He struggled desperately, and his index finger approached the zero key of the calculator little by little.

However, the other party's speed was much faster than him, and before he could press the button, the tongue full of sticky and smelly saliva was tied around his neck.

One line, one pull, one pull.

The black Trojan only felt a sharp pain in his throat, and a strong suffocation pressed his brain, and the skin on his face turned red like a boiled shrimp.

Who will come, save me...

"Hi~"

Li Ang's voice came from outside the corridor guardrail,

In the clear line of sight of the black Trojan horse, Li Ang was like a gecko, climbing the wall and showing his head from the railing.

The system only stipulates that only one player can enter a building, but there is no rule that players cannot climb walls.

"Handsome guy, your red high heels, make a good brew."

Li Ang hangs outside the guardrail, looking at the cross-dressing man with a sinister smile: "Unfortunately, you can't compare to me in terms of beauty."