The aftermath of the door closing still echoed through the hallway.

The 'audience' watching this scene was stunned.

"What does this newcomer want to do?"

"He's not going to finish the 'hunt' here, is he?"

"No, unless he's crazy!"

"Which of the 'Wild Hunters' here is not stronger than him?"

"The one who can become a 'wild hunter' will be a normal person?"

"What a crazy guy!"

"Damn, I thought I could save my bet!"

"Hey, I'm waiting to see what he looks like when he dies!"

……

A barrage of barrages swiped across the screen, which was undoubtedly much denser at this time than before.

Still, no one was optimistic about Jason.

Most of the barrage is gloating.

A small part is swearing.

Because, they all bet on Jason.

Sporadicly, there are some who oppose the 'crazy game', but as soon as they appeared, they were drowned under other barrages, and they were completely out of sight.

Jason, who was outside his cell, didn't know any of this.

He stood there silently, without the slightest expression on his mask-obscured face, waiting for his first prey.

Soon, an iron door opened in the depths of the hallway.

Click!

With the sound of metal moving, a tall, muscular figure slammed into the gate and pounced.

The other party's whole body is muscular, far beyond the imagination of ordinary people, even if he can't retract his strength and hits the opposite wall, he just shakes his head, and his body stands firm.

There was no pain on that ugly face.

There is tyranny.

There's just madness.

The next moment, the 'Wild Hunter' spotted Jason.

"Kill him, big boy!"

"Shred him, big boy!"

"Let him understand the meaning of 'Wild Hunt'!"

……

On the screen belonging to this 'Wild Hunter', the barrage is like water.

Even, on the screen belonging to Jason, there are more similar barrages.

In particular, when the Wild Hunter named 'Big Boy' began to rush at Jason, the audience was frantically tapping on the keyboard and began to vent the rising adrenaline.

It's close!

It's closer!

The 'big boy' had run in front of the 'newcomer'.

Their breathing began to quicken.

Their faces were flushed.

Their eyes widened, trying not to let go of the slightest hint of anticipation.

And then—

Burst!

Blood gushed out.

The skull flies.

"Dry ......"

Many people who were staring at this scene began to shout loudly when the blood was splashed, but the sound stopped abruptly before it could be spoken.

Because, it is not the 'newcomer' who falls.

Rather, 'Big Boy'!

What happened?

These 'spectators' sat there stunned.

But just seconds later, hundreds of people sent out the barrage again.

"Playback!"

"Replay!"

"Cheating"

……

When similar remarks began to appear, the video of the live broadcast began to play back.

Everyone could clearly see what had just happened in the slowed down replay.

The 'big boy' pounced on the 'newcomer' with open arms, just like in previous matches, according to the experience of previous competitions, 'big boy' would hold the 'newcomer' and then strangle the opponent in his arms, or raise it high above his head and slam it on the ground.

The flesh and blood collided with the hard concrete floor, and the result was naturally broken bones and tendons, and even death.

And this is also the perception of "big boy" by all 'audiences'.

I'm looking forward to it.

But that didn't happen.

The 'newcomer' easily dodged the 'big boy'.

Then, with a swing of the knife.

The 'Big Boy' is muscular, but still useless against the blade of a short-handled broad-bladed machete.

The sword flashed, and the big head rolled to the ground.

All the 'viewers' looked at the replay footage, and the disbelief on the ugly face of the 'big boy' froze in place.

On their faces, a similar look also appeared.

After a pause of about three seconds on Jason's screen, there was a blowout.

"Awesome!"

"This newcomer is not ordinary!"

"Just kidding, such a guy is called a 'newcomer'?"

"It must have been a veteran impersonation!"

"Upstairs SB, I won't look at it if there is official information!"

"Win!"

"This time it's a win! I'm going to get rich! ”

"Sure enough, it's a newcomer who wants to stud!"

"Want to win? Very early! ”

"Don't forget that he's still at the 'starting point', even if he gets 20 points, he has to leave the 'starting point' to win."

"Yes!"

"The two 'Wild Hunters' in the back won't let him go."

"In particular, that 'wheelchair brainstormer' is not only powerful, but also intelligent."

"That guy's layout ability is very powerful, and in the previous few 'small regional competitions', he relied on the layout again and again to win the final victory."

……

With a flick of the blade, the blood fell with it.

Jason also looked at the 'Wild Hunter' who fell to the ground.

The other party seems to be muscular, but he has no skills, and his brain is not very smart, although ordinary people will be frightened by that crazy feeling, but in Jason's eyes, the other party is a clumsy, unintelligent beast.

It's really not too easy to deal with this.

However, Jason did not easily become contemptuous of his opponents for the first time.

Do your best against any enemy!

That's what he learned in the 'City That Never Sleeps'.

Death is regrettable.

But the most regrettable thing is that you covered your hole cards until you died and didn't play them.

Jason has seen quite a few of them.

And he?

Definitely don't want to be like that.

Not only is it a nest, but it is also aggrieved.

Of course, what makes him more vigilant is the 'worldview' of this 'copy world'.

Seem......

Extraordinary twist.

Jason thought as he walked down the hallway towards the next cage.

Click!

With the same metallic thud, the door to the cage opened.

It's different from the 'big boys' rampage that preceded it.

The door to the cage was opened, but there was no movement inside.

Sitting in his wheelchair, the 'Wheelchair Brainstormer' pressed the hidden button on his wheelchair with a sneer.

The smell of blood, he smelled it.

What happened, he also guessed.

Every year, no!

Before every 'game' starts, there will always be someone 'waiting for the rabbit'.

There are both newcomers and veterans.

And those who are in order to 'spice up their lives'.

Either way, most of the results won't be too good.

Death is their last option.

Before that, there will be unimaginable pain.

After all, some of the guys in 'The Sadist' are just too perverted.

And he?

He's different.

When he sits in this wheelchair, his IQ is online, and he is always calm.

He's in complete control!

He doesn't just want to win this preliminary round!

Semi-finals and regional finals.

It's even the finals!

He's going to win!

And then......

He will be free!

As for what happens after freedom?

Naturally, he wants to kill all the guys he caught in!

As before, electric shocks, burning at the stake.

He's going to let those guys try them one by one.

The movements in the hands of the 'wheelchair brainstormer' who were thinking in his heart were not slow, and after he pressed the wheelchair several times in a row, three metal spheres the size of ping-pong balls rolled out from under the wheelchair.

Then, they stretched out their mechanical limbs and began to crawl outward like spiders.

At the same time, a translucent screen appeared in the hands of the 'wheelchair brainstormer', allowing him to clearly see everything outside.

Closed gates.

Gloomy corridors.

The corpse of that fool.

It's disgusting.

The 'Wheelchair Brainstormer' commented that he was not in a hurry at all when he did not find a 'newcomer', and that his three little treasures were not just as simple as exploring the path.

Fingers tapped the wheelchair several times again.

The infrared inside the three metal pathfinders began to scan.

But, still no!

This time, the 'wheelchair brainstormer' writhed.

What about people?

Did you leave?

I didn't hear the door open again, did I?

Still is......

The 'wheelchair brainstormer' seems to have thought of something.

That 'newcomer' is behind him!

Although the idea was incredible, and the 'wheelchair brainstormer' didn't think Jason would be able to stand behind him without his eyes, he couldn't help but look back.

Hold your breath and concentrate.

Turning his head sharply.

Nothing!

The 'wheelchair brainstormer' breathed a sigh of relief.

Scare yourself!

It's just a newcomer!

It's not those 'monsters' in the finals, how can they have such ability?

The 'wheelchair brainstormer' thought and turned his head.

Suddenly, that breath resisted!

He looked at the tall, sturdy, masked 'newcomer' in front of him, and his eyes involuntarily expanded.

"Wait, I ......"

Burst!

A knife swept through.

It's no different from the 'big boys' before it.

The 'wheelchair brainstormer' was solved.

Or to be more precise, simpler than the 'big boys'.

At least the 'big boy' still needs a little effort for Jason, and the 'wheelchair brainstormer' in front of him is no different from ordinary people's physical fitness.

When the short-handled broad-bladed machete grabs the opponent's neck, it doesn't need to take any effort at all, just push the boat down the river.

As for the 'wheelchair' that the other party is relying on?

Jason glanced at it and walked out.

Unless it's a technology that transcends the ages like 'Sabi', to him, it's like an ordinary burning stick.

No!

It's better to burn a fire stick!

At the very least, the fire stick can also be used to cook on fire.

And this 'wheelchair' full of mechanisms?

It's just an ornament.

Jason walked out of the 'wheelchair brainstormer' cell.

On the screen belonging to Jason, there was a brief silence.

This time, the audience didn't shout for the replay anymore, and they didn't talk about cheating anymore.

They have already felt the difference in this 'newcomer'.

"This 'newcomer' is so lucky, isn't he?"

"Good luck? Upstairs blind, right? ”

"Strength!"

"This newcomer is really powerful!"

"Win! I'm sure I've won! I was able to buy a house and make a down payment! ”

"Luck! Luck for sure! ”

"Another new talent is really strong!"

"He will definitely educate this newcomer well!"

"Education? You will be educated! ”

"You're the one who needs to be educated!"

……

A quarrel arose.

Different from the inferiority complex and cowardice in reality, swallowing their anger, not daring to conflict with others, and not daring to laugh at others, for fear of being beaten, on the Internet, the emergence of quarrels is too simple.

Two 'viewers' who don't like each other sprayed each other directly in Jason's live broadcast room.

They bid farewell to the reality of submissiveness, and here they are extraordinary, high-spirited, punching hard, and insulting each other.

It's like God didn't give birth to me as a keyboard warrior, the spray world is like a long night, the key comes!

It's like the top of the fairy, proud of the world, with my keyboard, there is heaven.

It's more like the key of the river coming from the sky, and one key across the world.

They broke through the red dust, killed all the immortals, and slashed nine days with one click.

If there are no true immortals in the world, they are willing to hold the key and turn into immortals.

First there is a keyboard and then there is a sky, and they spray the sky to kill the immortals.

Soon, they attracted more people to join their camp.

At first there were still people who remembered what they were arguing about.

But as time passed, no one remembered.

They just remember: squirt!

Squirt each other!

Words to the tiger and wolf in foul language!

In the words of Zuan, fight against the horse hunting!

When it is wonderful, it can be summed up in one word -

Gan!

Concise, yet imposing.

But Jason couldn't see it, he just felt a little hot inexplicably.

All his attention was then turned to the last 'Wild Hunter'.

Even through the cell door, Jason could smell the strong smell of blood.

Similarly, the blood gushing from the corpses of the 'big boy' and the 'wheelchair brainstormer' also attracted the 'wild hunter' who was cloaked in hair and gnawed at human heads.

Holding the bone-crushed head, he began to tentatively approach the cell door.

A little bit.

When he finally approached the cell door.

Click!

The cell door opened.

The 'Wild Hunter', known as the 'Skull Collector', immediately backed away vigilantly.

When he was sure that everything was okay, he moved forward again.

This scene attracted the 'audience' in front of the screen.

They paused spraying each other.

They begin to pay attention to the picture in front of them.

They watched as the 'Skull Collector' walked out of his cell.

They saw the 'Skull Collector' and saw Jason.

Then, they saw the 'Skull Collector' scream in terror and begin to retreat.

It was as if it had encountered some terrifying, deadly existence.

"What's going on?"

"This 'skull collector' can't be scared, right?"

"Upstairs, be confident, remove the question mark."

"But why?"

"Of course, I feel the breath of the 'strong'!"

"The 'newcomer' I suppressed is a real powerhouse!"

……

Another barrage, but soon, it stopped.

Because, the 'head collector' who had retracted into his cell had reappeared.

He crept out cautiously, looked at the corpse of the 'big boy' in the distance behind Jason, began to swallow, and then let out a low roar at Jason.

That's intimidation.

It's like a beast.

The 'Skull Collectors' treated Jason as a more powerful 'kind'.

But Jason wasn't a beast.

He is a 'foodie'.

Although sometimes I have to drink blood, it is also sterilized.

As for direct nibbling?

Or is it a head of the same kind?

"No table manners!"

Jason commented silently in his heart.

Therefore, when the 'Skull Collector' could not control his bloodthirsty instincts and rushed towards Jason, Jason raised his hand and stabbed him.

Feeling such a stab, the 'Skull Collector''s body immediately stopped, as if to eliminate inertia, and just stood still, and then, quickly retreated.

He was going back to his cell again.

In his mind, the 'cell' is the nest.

And the nest is a sign of safety.

The 'Skull Collector' had no intelligence, but his instincts told him that he could do it.

Until—

The light of the knife is like a shadow.

'Skull Collector' fast.

Jason is faster.

In the beating of the drums of war, Jason's figure swept past the 'Skull Collectors'.

He stood behind him.

Flip your wrist and shake the blood off the blade.

Blood fell to the ground, showing a straight line of blood.

It's like the blood line on the neck of the 'Skull Collector'.

Smooth and neat.

It's like the perfect 'one'.

subsequently

Crimson Bloom.

The audience boiled.

PS Recommend a friend's book "I'm Really Not"

(End of chapter)