Scarface's agitation was successful.

As soon as he finished speaking, several throws were thrown from the other side not far in his direction.

Scarface was prepared, and as he was about to avoid the explosion damage caused by the projectile, he noticed two smoke grenades thrown near him.

White smoke from smoke bombs obscured the street, and Scarface gathered for a moment to listen carefully to the movement around him.

His hearing is very good, far better than ordinary people, which is one of the reasons why he can slaughter wantonly in this death royale.

The other is that he is cruel and ruthless enough.

Be there!

Scarface heard Zhao Yanqing's running footsteps, directly raised the Groza assault rifle in his hand, crossed the low wall where he was hiding, and pulled the trigger at the location where the smoke was dispersed.

The Grosa assault rifle has an ultra-high rate of fire... In an instant, a series of barrages poured out in the direction that Scarface was aiming at!

The bullet tore through the smoke screen and shot straight towards Zhao Yanqing.

Zhao Yanqing also returned the color directly.

Scarface doesn't know if he has been shot, but his head is sturdy and hit by a bullet from a Type 95 rifle!

Fortunately, the helmet he is wearing on his head now is a three-level head, and the design prototype is a product of Maozi, which is resistant to beating.

The bullet hit Scarface's third-level head armor with only one dent.

But Scarface was shot back by the impact of the bullet.

The whole head seemed to be put into the bell, and the ears rang like someone knocked it hard.

Even so, Scarface still caught Zhao Yanqing's footsteps, and he ran away!

The ferocity in Scarface's heart made him take off the helmet that was in the way and throw it away, and raised the Grosa assault rifle in his hand to chase Zhao Yanqing.

During the pursuit, the exchange of fire between the two sides was almost uninterrupted.

Scarface also kept a heart, and he was carefully counting how many shots Zhao Yanqing fired.

He had kept an eye out for bullet magazines generated on the Jedi Island, where the automatic rifle had a maximum magazine load of forty rounds.

Now it is the thirty-seventh bullet shot by Zhao Yanqing!

When Zhao Yanqing fired three shots in a row again and missed Scarface, Scarface knew that his chance had come.

Zhao Yanqing also distanced himself from Scarface and hid in the building.

Scarface quickly judged the building where Zhao Yanqing was hiding based on the sound of footsteps.

He quickly lowered his posture and quickly leaned towards the building.

The faint sound of a bullet stuffing into a magazine rang out in one of the building's rooms.

He didn't even have a backup magazine?

Scarface couldn't believe that a professional-level person like Zhao Yanqing didn't prepare a backup magazine at such a juncture.

Can... It's also impossible to say, these dream explorers originally walked around with the mentality of coming in for sightseeing, and they probably didn't want to kill people in the first place!

The sound of bullets pressing into the magazine from that room was subtle, and Zhao Yanqing could be heard trying to restrain his movements.

Here's the chance!

Scarface didn't miss the opportunity, and he did it in the least risky way.

He pulled the safety bolts of a stun grenade and two fragmentation grenades and threw them directly out the window.

When all three projectiles exploded, Scarface went straight through the window and fired an indiscriminate shot from his Groza assault rifle at the location of the sound.

But halfway through the strafing, Scarface found that there was no one in that room!

How is that possible? Where did the sound of the reload come from?

Scarface suddenly sees some debris in the corner of the room, a charred magazine, and the remains of what appears to be some kind of mechanism.

It's a trap!

The idea came to Scarface's mind too late.

Zhao Yanqing jumped straight from the second floor, knocked Scarface directly to the ground, and then pressed him to the ground.

"You ......"

When Scarface wanted to scold for a sentence or two, Zhao Yanqing took out a dagger and put it directly against Scarface's throat.

At this moment, Scarface used all his strength to push the dagger away.

But the sharp dagger pressed down on Scarface's throat little by little, slowly slicing open the skin of his throat, then the muscles, then the trachea, until Scarface could no longer speak

Zhao Yanqing's eyes were cold when he looked at Scarface.

Zhao Yanqing didn't plan to kill Scarface with a gun from the beginning, he dared to insult his wife and daughter, and it was too cheap to kill Scarface directly with a bullet!

The blade finally slashed through Scarface's throat completely, and Zhao Yanqing directly ended his life with this dagger.

Zhao Yanqing wiped away the blood stained on the dagger, and the surrounding scenery was swallowed up by darkness during this time.

The Nightmare Lord Tapir came out of the darkness while he clapped softly.

The tapir clapped so slowly that it was impossible to tell if he was celebrating or sarcastic.

"This time you finally won, Mr. Zhao. ”

The Lord of Nightmares seemed to know Zhao Yanqing, and Zhao Yanqing also behaved calmly, he knew that the dagger in his hand could not hurt the Lord of Nightmares.

"Tapir, you shouldn't have to get a student into a nightmare. ”

Zhao Yanqing looked at Qiu Ren who was standing beside the Lord of Nightmares as he spoke.

His eyes were also gesturing for Akihito not to get too close to that guy.

The Lord of Nightmares has a moody personality, and the devil knows if the tapir will come back on a whim and leave Akihito in this nightmare forever.

Qiu Ren raised his hand to signal Zhao Yanqing not to worry too much, he still had some backhands that could get out of this nightmare.

"I just took a fancy to Mr. Akihito's potential and talent, and wanted to give him a stage to show it, and judging from the results, Mr. Akihito's nightmare is beyond the ordinary... Delicious. ”

When the tapir spoke of the back, there was irrepressible excitement in his voice.

"Delicious... You're not going to trade the Nightmare copy back to the Death Tower?"

This is absolutely bad news to Zhao Yanqing.

He won this death royale to sign... The other ninety-nine death row prisoners and dream explorers who participated in this nightmare copy all failed to survive the battle royale.

The damage caused by a tragic death in a nightmare is projected into the real world.

Zhao Yanqing is already estimating how many death row prisoners and dream explorers are sleeping in nightmares forever and can't wake up in reality!

This is not that Zhao Yanqing is sympathizing with the death row prisoners, but that there are so many death row prisoners in Fengdu Prison!

Now the life consumption of this S-class nightmare seed has suddenly increased fivefold, once the lives of the condemned prisoners in Fengdu Prison have been devoured by the nightmare.

After that, what needs to be topped up are a group of dream explorers from Fengdu Prison, as well as soldiers from various military regions.

Therefore, Zhao Yanqing's ultimate goal in exploring this nightmare was to negotiate with the Nightmare Lord Tapir and ask him to exchange the Nightmare Copy back to the Death Tower, which only requires twenty Dream Explorers each time!

"Don't you humans often have to change your tastes? I'm so satisfied with the death royale that Mr. Akihito has constructed, so satisfied that I can't wait to start the second one. ”

The Nightmare Lord Tapir seemed to be very dissatisfied with Zhao Yanqing's questioning, so the last half of the sentence made Zhao Yanqing's heart tremble.

The number of people who needed to be sacrificed for the Nightmare dungeon suddenly increased fivefold, which was terrifying enough.

Once the frequency of sacrifices was shortened, from twelve hours to six hours, or even one hour.

Then this nightmare seed can be judged to be in a state of complete rage.

A hundred lives in an hour? What era is this mass grave?

Fortunately, the tapir is just talking, and he also knows that it is not a good thing to die with humans.

"But you don't need to worry, Mr. Zhao, the damage caused to you by dying in Battle Royale is much lower than in the Tower of Death, and I can guarantee that with my credibility. Tapir said.

"How is this possible?"

Zhao Yanqing didn't understand that they all died in nightmares, and there was a difference between being shot in a death battle royale and being strangled by a trap in the Death Tower?

"I didn't want to believe it before, but it turned out to be doable, and it only took some of you to enjoy this nightmare, this carnage. ”

The Nightmare Lord Tapir glanced at Akihito as he said this.

Before this, he didn't believe Akihito's words, 'Someone will indulge in this nightmare', and even if there were, it was the kind of murderer who was a murderer.

But it turns out that you don't need to be a murderer, and most people who figure out the rules of battle royale will be addicted to it, and those who don't get into it may be too afraid of pain and death.

If pain and death are reconciled, few people may be able to escape the charm of Battle Royale.

"......" Zhao Yanqing didn't answer, although he didn't want to admit it, but he couldn't find anything to refute.

"Mr. Zhao, this is a reward awarded to the last winner, congratulations on surviving to the end in this hundred-person battle royale, successful... Got the laurel of 'eating chicken'. ”

The tapir did not continue the topic either, but directly gave the reward for eating chicken.

Of course, this reward can't really be a plate of fragrant roast chicken.

It's a seed with a pale golden hue.

Dream Seeds!

This is probably the best thing the Dream Finders have gotten from exploring the Nightmare, and it is also the most important reason why the Dream Finders are desperately exploring the S-Class Nightmare Dungeon.

Dream makers don't just have creation points to build dreams, if they want to build dreams with science fiction or magic, this kind of extraordinary nature, they need dream seeds as the base.

The strength of the Dream Seed is also from E to SS level, and the stronger the Dream Seed, the stronger the character in the Dream Dungeon.

The C-grade dream seed that the tapir took out as a reward is also a valuable strategic resource in today's market.

Or it is no exaggeration to say that any dream seed is a strategic resource cherished by the country, and it is as important in this world as oil and rare earths!

Zhao Yanqing could only accept this C-level dream seed, and after accepting it, his eyes looked at Qiu Ren again, as if he wanted to take Qiu Ren out of this nightmare.

"I still have something to talk to him about, Mr. Zhao, please come back now." ”

The Nightmare Lord Tapir clapped his hands again, and Zhao Yanqing suddenly woke up from the nightmare.

He opened his eyes, and the scenery around him changed back to the medical monitoring room of Fengdu Prison.

Only the gleaming C-class dream seed in his hand told him that everything was real just now.

"Are you awake? Have you talked to the Lord of Nightmares? What is his decision?"

Kan Shaoni and the other dream explorers from Fengdu Prison immediately gathered around and asked.

"The tapir's decision is... The nightmare that the student constructed will remain for a long time to come. Zhao Yanqing said the bad news in an extremely heavy tone.

This is tantamount to bad news for the staff of Fengdu Prison.

Some of the Dream Explorers sat down uncontrollably on the ground, expressions of despair on their faces, 'We're done!'.

In the meantime, another piece of bad news came to the monitoring room.

"Captain, the condemned prisoners who came out of the nightmare copy are rioting!" a prison guard shouted as he burst into the surveillance room.

"Riot, they still have the strength to riot, grab those guys and throw them all back into the Nightmare Copy!" Kan Shaoni said.

"It's... Captain, the reason they rioted was because they wanted to get back to that nightmare copy. The prison guard said, "When the condemned prisoners woke up, many of them were shouting that they wanted to go back and eat chicken. ”

Kan Shaoni was stunned when she heard this, and then looked at Xiao Zhou next to her.

Xiao Zhou shouted alone and wanted to go back to that nightmare copy to continue to eat chicken and chicken, it can be said that Xiao Zhou is masochist attribute has awakened, but those death row prisoners also want to go back to eat chicken, what's the matter?

Masochistic contagion mass transmission?

Kan Shaoni may not be able to understand it, but when Xiao Zhou thought that he would never be able to experience the pleasure of eating chicken again, he was already in a state of 'my heart has been taken away by eating chicken, and there will be no more joys and sorrows in this life'.

But as soon as he learned that Battle Royale had become a long-term retention, he clenched his fist uncontrollably, and an expression of 'yes!' appeared on his face.

So how exactly did that chicken come from? Was it steamed or braised with such a great magic that so many people wanted to taste it without fear of life or death?