After the Doomsday Rebirth, I Went Into the Escape Game

Lin Rurui became more sure of the guess in his mind: They were not transferred to the new game, but were drawn into a copy that was already halfway through. What is the intention of Sister's arrangement? Is this escape game different from the past?

Suddenly, there was a loud noise from the kitchen. Then thick smoke billowed, and an embarrassed figure threw out from the smoke and dust. Wearing a black trench coat, he was hit in the back and rolled over to the table. A man wearing a white windbreaker was chased out behind him. Not only was he wearing a white windbreaker, his skin and hair were snow white, only his eyes were red, and he was actually an albino patient. Holding a cold iron whip in his hand, it should be his weapon. Both are young men. Especially the black side, who looks only about fourteen or five years old, is still a middle school student.

As soon as the white windbreaker appeared, his stern sight locked on the black windbreaker boy. With a long whip in his hand, he lashed at the latter aggressively. The boy in the black windbreaker was shocked and rolled out on the ground. The whip hit the floor and the floor tiles cracked.

Seeing that the man in the white windbreaker missed a hit, it was another whip in the blink of an eye, but the boy in the black windbreaker held up a strange umbrella. A very ancient umbrella. The umbrella surface is plain white, as thin as paper, and looks extremely fragile. But at the moment the whip fell, the umbrella surface suddenly opened a layer of energy protection cover, abruptly resisting the powerful whip. Only after resisting the attack, the light of the energy shield also flickered a few times, becoming more and more dimmed.

Lin Rurui could see that this was the fighting between the two opposing forces. In order not to endanger the pond fish, she plans to leave.

But the maid restaurant is filled with people holding their heads and shivering. Her body is like a conspicuous target rising out of thin air. The eyes of the two people present immediately turned to her. The white windbreaker was not so good. After seeing her face clearly, the young man in the black windbreaker suddenly brightened his eyes.

"You are—— Lin Rurui?" He said in surprise.

Lin Rurui was confused, thinking about when he became so famous, and suddenly noticed that the young man's face was very familiar, as if he seemed familiar.

Ling Feng drew a whip and snapped the table between Lin Rurui and Tang Chu in half. If Tang Chu didn't dodge in time, he would have been wiped by the whip.

The tone of the white trench coat is very bad: "Get out! Don't get in the way!"

Lin Rurui frowned. It can be seen that the opposite is frizzy, she hasn't said what she has to say, and the second whip has already been drawn.

Lin Rurui stretched out his hand extremely fast and grabbed the whip. The white windbreaker discovered with horror that such a powerful whip was grabbed by Lin Rurui's hand. The whip that could smash the floor tiles could not leave the slightest harm to the frosty girl.

Is a master!

In an instant, he knew that he had provoked a powerful enemy.

"Strange..." The snow-white man stared at her with two rabbit-like red eyes, faintly said, "Are you also a player? Neither our side nor the Black Snake team, where did you emerge from? Coming?"

Lin Rurui grabbed the whip, folded her four fingers together twice, and then pulled it abruptly. The whip handle came out of the white windbreaker unexpectedly. The latter reacted quickly, and quickly pulled out the gun from his arms and aimed at the opposite side.

The scene stopped for a while, the muzzle of the white windbreaker was still pointed at her, and the chin was lifted in the direction of the boy in the black windbreaker: "Listen, we don't know each other, and there is no conflict of interest. I have no intention to provoke you, I just want His life." He took the lead by himself, and found that he was in trouble, so he immediately demanded peace in order to achieve his goal.

Lin Rurui also glanced in the direction of the black-clothed boy, who was extremely nervous: "Please help me! You know my brother, he used to participate in games with you! My brother is Kawabata Yuuki, and my name is Kawabata Takuma. "

Lin Rurui was taken aback and looked at him up and down, finally understanding where this familiarity came from. She still remembers the serious and funny Dongying man. Although he died in the game in the end, he was a good person. Unexpectedly, his brother was also involved in the game.

While Lin Rurui was not paying attention here, the white windbreaker suddenly pulled the trigger. Lin Rurui tilted her head, the bullet grazed her temple and shot into the wall, scorching a strand of hair.

The white windbreaker was extremely shocked. Shooting at such a close distance, the opponent can avoid it. What a reaction speed and reflex nerve!

The conversation between the two just now fell in his ears, this person must be the reinforcements invited by the Black Snake Team. In this situation, it is a fantasy to sit down and talk about it, either you die or I die.

He squeezed the trigger frantically, and bullets poured out suddenly. A bright red long knife suddenly appeared in the opponent's hand, flexibly dodge the bullet, and jumped in front of him in twos or twos. The pupils of the man in the white windbreaker shrank sharply, and in the reflection in his eyes, the bright red long knife was already swung down.

laugh! With a bang, the man hides in embarrassment, which avoids the crisis of being chopped in half, but his right forearm is neatly cut off and blood is sprayed. He screamed back and crashed into the checkout counter. Lin Rurui lifted the knife and walked towards him, his eyes flashed, and he took a black ball from his arms and slammed it on the ground. The smog of choking nose came to his face, and he disappeared.

Kawabata Takuma clutched his injured armpit and walked to the two of them: "Thank you very much..." Before the words fell, he vomited a mouthful of blood. Tang Chu helped him to sit down at a table and simply treated him the wound. Kawabata Takuma turned his gaze to Lin Rurui: "Some of us were taken away by the White Eagles. Please help me and rescue her."

Lin Rurui saw that he coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood because of his emotions. He felt that it would be difficult for the child to have his brother. He made a gesture of peace and quiet: "You should explain the situation to me first, we seem to It was sent in by mistake. Obviously a new copy should be sent."

Unexpectedly, Kawabata Takuma shook his head with a wry smile: "No, I guess the reason why you and Miss Tang were teleported in halfway, it should be to replenish our team. The other party is full of ten people without any casualties, but we are only left. There are three or two kittens. Namie was also taken away by them just now. She is very beautiful, and the leader of the White Eagles is famously lecher..." At this point, there was a painful expression on his face.

Lin Rurui and Tang Chu looked at each other, and it seemed that Namie, who had been taken away, had an extraordinary meaning to this young boy.

In the game, players are divided into two teams. The White Eagles and Black Snakes. The team accumulates points by hunting hundreds of ghosts, and the size of the score depends on the strength of the ghosts being hunted. By the end of the game, teams with fewer scores will be obliterated.

It may be that the luck is really bad, or the division of the gods is based on the principle of ‘things are gathered together’. Those who are assigned to the Black Snake team are all old, weak, and sick, and those who are assigned to the White Eagles are all young and middle-aged.

Among them, the leader of the White Eagles is a veteran who has survived countless escape games and has had a holiday with Kawabata Yuuki. This time I encountered Takujin who had lost his brother's asylum, so naturally he fell to death with a black hand. Compared to dangerous ghosts, players who are also humans are of course more harmless. After slaying the Black Snake players, the opponent can accumulate fewer points, and they can easily surpass them by hunting a few ghosts.

The game lasted 72 hours, and it is now the second day. Kawabata Takuma never expected that on the first day, the White Eagles would kill him under the leadership of Yamashita. Even if everyone is watching what they are doing off the screen, they don't seem to care anymore. In the face of crises and interests, the ugliness of human nature can always be forced out.

At the beginning of Tang Dynasty, he took a sip: "Bah, scum."

Sister’s voice sounded belatedly: "Player Lin Rurui and Player Tang Chu, welcome to the dungeon Hyakki Yexing. The Black Snake team is seriously under-represented. In order to maintain the balance of the game, you will become a member of the Black Snake team. Fight against the White Eagles together. The rules of the game remain the same: When the early morning of the third day comes, teams with lower scores will be obliterated."

"I wish you good luck and prosperity."

Two beams of light were projected on the two of them. After the light dissipated, they were already wearing the black uniforms of the Black Snake Team. A well-cut pure black windbreaker, the cuffs have a serpentine silhouette embroidered with silver silk threads.

Before Sister disappeared, Lin Rurui suddenly asked: "Is the selection of substitutes completely random, or did they deliberately pick us?"

Sister replied with a sharp glance: "There is a random factor. No one can win the game by opportunism. We randomly select from excellent players and screen out you to balance the strength of the two teams." Then he whispered again, " Something went wrong and the balance was over-balanced."

It's not that the time has not come to report, and the dehumanization will be condemned by God. The games assigned to Lin Rurui were of top difficulty, but the difficulty of escape from this instance was not that high. If it weren't for the White Eagles' speculation, they would not have provoke this evil spirit for them.

The hour hand, minute hand, and second hand gradually merged together-twelve o'clock in the morning.

People dressed up as ghosts, carrying lanterns and walking along the road. Bustling, the atmosphere is harmonious. There are mothers holding their children, older brothers with younger sisters, and men and women who have a crush on each other, laughing together, enjoying the traditional holiday atmosphere.

Suddenly, a cloudy wind blew, like an invisible wind dragon, gradually extinguishing all the lanterns.

The crowd screamed one after another, asking in a panic: "What's the matter? What's the matter?"

Someone took out the phone, but the screen light did not flash a few times before it crashed. The whole long street plunged into thick darkness, and the dark clouds above the head moved away, revealing the hazy moon, which seemed to be enveloped by a covenant blood.

Under the shining of the moonlight, sharp-eyed people found clues. I don't know when, a silent team appeared not far away. In this team, everyone dressed up as ghosts is extremely lifelike.

"Strange, the management team doesn't seem to say that there is another team." The leader stepped forward and asked, "Where do you come from?"

The other party made a strange laugh: "Hell."

The leader's body stiffened, and then under everyone's gaze, he split into two halves from the middle.