"Let's talk about it a little! After an hour, your rope will be untied and the game will officially begin. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info and there is only one thing you have to do - live! Go for it! A lot of people are looking forward to your performance! ”

After chuckling, Duan Yanshan hugged Hua Yun and left, and Mr. Mo's heart sank to the bottom.

He didn't ask anything more, or scolded in vain, but just pondered the meaning of what he had just said.

Stay alive! These three words mean that you are about to face extreme danger, if it is just ordinary danger, it is likely to attach some tasks that have to be completed, and as long as you meet the conditions of simple survival, this in itself is to say that you have to do your best to survive, and you have no time to take care of the rest.

can make Mr. Mo go all out, and it seems that he has made a lot of tricks, naturally it will not be a small battle, it is estimated that he will suffer!

Also, what does "a lot of people expect" mean? Are there a lot of people in the organization watching?

Although Mr. Mo thought about it a lot, it was still useless, and it made him a little anxious in his heart, because - Xiaoqiu!

Mr. Mo already has a hunch that this so-called game will affect at least half of the city. Although he didn't know exactly what was going on outside, he felt something was wrong when he walked down the street before he was tied up, but he didn't know what was wrong. Presumably, that mysterious organization has already done its tricks, and it has been or is about to be completely detonated, right?

It took a bit of trouble to get him here, just to give the game a just right start, like when you actually play the game, you set an initial starting point.

In this way, this large-scale strange situation will definitely involve Xiaoqiu, and Mr. Mo will not be able to calm down at this moment.

He has a rotten life, and he doesn't care if he will hang up, he only cares about the safety of Xiaoqiu, his only relative.

Bang -

A dull crashing sound came from behind him, interrupting Mr. Mo's thoughts.

The sound was probably coming from the other side of the gate. When Duan Yanshan left before, he also closed and locked the door by the way, I don't know what the intention was.

Mr. Mo frowned and listened intently.

It seemed that it was an adult man who banged on the door, and Mr. Mo was a little unsure. Judging from the strength and sound of the impact, it seems that it is an adult man, but why hit the door? Won't you find a brick stick to smash the lock? And the crashing sound is a bit weird!

Although he didn't hit the door to test, Mr. Mo knew that the guy's impact was problematic, he was very stiff, and he didn't have a feeling of hitting the door with all his strength.

The reason why Mr. Mo analyzes these potentially inconsequential things so leisurely is because the hour has not yet arrived, and he is still in a state of being tied.

"Meow~"

A familiar cat meow made Mr. Mo explode instantly.

He turned his head stiffly, but suddenly a furry object landed on his shoulder.

"Hey! Dead cat! Let's play! Go, go, go! ”

He said impatiently as he pushed it away with his head. Mr. Mo tried to get rid of this strange tricolor cat, and now is not the time to kill it, Mr. Mo has more important things.

But before he could squeeze it off his shoulder, the tricolor cat jumped on Mr. Mo's head again, and scratched his hair in various ways.

"Yikes! Give me down! Hear that!? Dead cat! ”

Mr. Mo was so angry that he was actually thrown into a well by a cat! It's a shame that I have never seen in my life!

But I shook my head a few times, but I didn't throw it off.

As if he felt that he had had enough fun, the three-color cat took advantage of Mr. Mo's shaking posture to gently jump down and fall in front of Mr. Mo.

"Meow~ Xiao Mo, are you ready to accept this super test of physiological, psychological, wisdom, courage, perseverance and human nature?"

Void Meow suddenly spoke, and the sharp and crisp voice made Mr. Mo's pupils shrink.

I had guessed that the cat might have been taken away by an unknown being, but when he really heard it speak, Mr. Mo was still startled.

"No, is it okay to just test human nature? My character is still quite good. ”

Mr. Mo squinted his eyes tentatively to see if he could ask something.

"No, meow~ It doesn't matter what your character is, and where is your character that keeps calling me a dead cat?"

Unexpectedly, Void Meow rejected Mr. Mo and spit out a groove by the way.

"How many participants are there in this 'game'? I can't be the only one, right? ”

Mr. Mo asked again. You can't play a game without even figuring out whether it's a standalone or an online game, right?

"Participant......

Void Meow sat on the ground, paw on her chin, and made a thoughtful gesture.

"There were a lot of participants! But you're the only real player! So don't live up to our expectations! Meow~"

Void Meow let out a somewhat wicked smile, and his heterochromatic eyes narrowed with it.

Mr. Mo's heart was cold, but he suddenly remembered some more important things, and immediately continued to ask,

"You're from the Maha Clan, aren't you? What exactly do you want to do? Also, what am I to you? ”

Mr. Mo actually doesn't like to go around the bend at all, after all, it takes his brain. If he could, he would never talk about what he could do, but unfortunately, too many things in life could not be solved by hand.

"Yes, we do belong to the Maha Clan, but ...... What we're going to do is a secret! If you want to know, you have to pay a very, very high price! You don't have the capital to pay this price at the moment~"

What is the principle of equivalent trading? Belch! A piece of information is more expensive than himself! Didn't you say that you have a treasure Maha heart jade on your body? Is that a stall?

Mr. Mo began to complain again in his heart, but False Meow didn't have the intention of pulling it off with Mr. Mo.

"It's almost time, it's time to start meow~"

After muttering to himself, Void Meow stood up and slowly walked behind Mr. Mo. As if there was a snort, the claws in the meat ball popped out of the claws of the meat ball, and with a random stroke, the rope on Mr. Mo's body was broken into several pieces.

Mr. Mo only felt that as soon as his body was loosened, the rope was broken, and he didn't know what False Meow had done, but he was still very calm.

"Can you open the handcuffs by the way? It's best to untie the rope on my leg as well. ”

"No! I'll go first, I suggest you break free of the handcuffs and rope as soon as possible, meow~"

After saying that, she really walked with a little cat step.

"Shh

Mr. Mo took a sip unhappily.

It's really difficult for him to untie the handcuffs himself. Mr. Mo hadn't learned to pick locks or anything, but he really knew how to break free, and all he needed was a simple but difficult trick to achieve - folding his thumb.

This method is called the thumb dislocation method, which is simple and practical, and it is difficult for ordinary people to do because it hurts.

At this moment, Mr. Mo had no time to spare, because he heard that the door not far behind him had been knocked open, and the guy who had knocked it open was dragging heavy and slow steps.

Clenching the root of his teeth, Mr. Mo broke off the thumb joint of his left hand with great force.

"Shhhh

Mr. Mo couldn't help but gasp, knowing that it would hurt a lot, the result would be super painful, the human brain is like this, it will make the parts where you focus your attention more sensitive, which is not good or bad.

After the left hand was detached, Mr. Mo pressed his thumb back again, and then repeated the same trick, getting his right hand out, and then quickly untied the rope on his leg.

After doing this, Mr. Mo was not in a hurry, and moved his hands and feet in place very calmly, so that the blocked blood flowed, after all, the guy who came towards him was not fast.

After tiptoeing out of the clutter surrounding him, Mr. Mo unexpectedly found a rusty crowbar on the ground, which was placed very obviously.

Mr. Mo couldn't help but pout, what is this? Give him a newbie weapon?

Although he was complaining in his heart, Mr. Mo still picked it up, after all, he who has weapons and himself who does not have weapons are two realms, and the former completely beats the latter.

Leaning down slightly, Mr. Mo cautiously poked his head out to look at the guy who had slammed the door open.

"!!"

It's okay not to look at it, but when I saw it, Mr. Mo immediately burst into foul language. Because he saw something that only appeared in movies.