Chapter 45: Death, Owl, and White Rabbit
At dusk, the sky is stained with blood by the sunset, which adds to the eerie feeling.
A team of seven people is on the way, all of them wearing camouflage combat uniforms, and they are the newcomers to Skywalker in this level.
Because of their presence in the same camp, the seven formed a team to take care of each other.
Twenty minutes ago, the seven-member team met the members of the Blood Dragon Drunk Guild, and after some exchange, they accepted the invitation to join the guild on the spot, and now the team is ready to take the token to report to the Blood Dragon Drunken camp.
Suddenly, several people stopped, because a mysterious man in a black leather trench coat stood in the middle of the road.
The man crossed his pistol in both hands over his chest, his face covered in a hideous skull mask, his hairstyle was half round, half waxed messy hair, and a lightning bolt was shaved out of the round.
The newcomers looked at each other, and finally the captain stepped forward and asked, "Hello, is there anything wrong?" β
"I'm a lonely ghost." The man replied, his voice hoarse and low.
"Huh? Lonely Soul? One newcomer couldn't help but laugh, "And are you cosplaying?" You're in the late stages of secondary school! β
Chirp!
With a slight gunshot, the newcomer's laughter stopped abruptly, and a cloud of blood erupted from his head and he fell to the ground.
"Ahh The woman in the newcomer team let out a scream of horror.
"What are you doing!?"
The other newcomers were also shocked and clenched their weapons.
"Hey, hey, hey......" The man named Lonely Soul Death let out a low, eerie laugh.
"you!"
One of the tough-guy newcomers picked up his rifle and was about to fire at the Lonely Soul, but the other man did it before he could pull the trigger.
There were two snaps, the tough guy rookie screamed in pain, and threw down the rifle like an electric shock, and everyone came back to their senses to find that his two arms had no palms, and blood sprayed all over the ground.
The Lonely Soul blew on the muzzle of the gun, and although he was wearing a mask, there was no smoke from the muzzle.
"I don't want to kill you, I just want to play a quiz game with you, and there will be a prize for getting it right, and hehehehe...... hey,
Everyone was terrified for a while, and no one dared to make a sound or make any moves.
"Lady first, you'll be the first to answer." The muzzle of the Lonely Soul Grim Reaper's gun was pointed at the only woman on the scene.
The woman who was picked trembled and her face turned extremely pale.
"With so much weight, it looks like you're a foodie. So the question is, which do you think is more delicious, Ken Beat Chicken or McDonald Chicken? β
The woman was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting to be asked such a question, she hesitated for a moment and replied in a trembling voice: "Mai...... McDonald's Chicken? β
"Hey, hey, hey...... The answer is incorrect. β
Chirp!
The woman was shot in the chest and fell weakly.
The second chosen man was a young man with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and a meticulous, sleek, shiny American oil head that looked like a business elite.
"How's my look?" The Lonely Soul Reaper asked in a tone without a hint of fluctuation.
βvery coolοΌ You are very handsome and your look is perfect! β
In fact, the young man didn't think that the other party was handsome, that alternative hairstyle, that height of less than 1.7 meters...... It's really different from his taste, but in order to save his life, he doesn't dare to say that the other party is not handsome.
The Lonely Soul Grim Reaper handsomely turned his pistol, "Hey, hey, hey...... Answer correctly. But I see hypocrisy in your eyes, and I don't like people who have different hearts, although what you say is the truth. β
"Wait!" The young man hurriedly shouted, "We've joined the Blood Dragon Drunk, if ......"
Chirp!
Before he finished speaking, the young man had already bounced in his eyebrows, and when he fell, his eyes were still wide open, full of unwillingness and panic.
"Should tofu brain be salty or sweet?" The Lonely Soul Grim Reaper chose a third person.
The latter thought for a moment and came up with a foolproof answer, "Both...... You can eat it, whether it's salty or sweet, I like it. β
"Don't play tricks on me." The Lonely Soul Grim Reaper snorted coldly.
Chirp!
"What do you think of the ending of the eighth season of Game of Thrones?" The Lonely Soul Grim Reaper asked the fourth man.
The fourth person asked with a confused face, "What kind of TV series is this?" β
Chirp!
"Do you believe in Chinese medicine?" The Lonely Soul Grim Reaper asks a fifth question.
"Believe your mother......" the tough guy newcomer who had his hands knocked off yelled hysterically.
Chirp!
One question takes away one person, and the answers of five people in a row do not satisfy the Lonely Soul Grim Reaper.
The last turn was a junior high school boy, who was already sitting on the ground trembling with fear.
Unexpectedly, the Lonely Soul Grim Reaper inserted his twin guns back into his waist, turned to leave, and left a sentence lightly.
"The weak eat the strong, the fittest survive, and the weak are just playthings in the hands of the strong. If you want to control your own destiny, then try to become stronger, boy! β
β¦β¦
In a village near a river, dozens of Skywalkers gathered, most of them newcomers.
They were supposed to be safe from the city of Tula, but now there were constant gunshots, interspersed with exclamations and howls.
Because they have met a mad demon......
A ghostly figure weaved through the village, splashing blood everywhere it went.
"It's the Eagle's Nest!"
Some veterans recognized the demon's posture - a wild punk hairstyle, side-braided hair, a bit of a moxican feeling, and tail hair that reached the back. Dressed in a black and smooth one-piece sleeveless tight-fitting combat suit, revealing the fierce eagle tattoos on his arms, and the studs on his ears and lips.
In the next second, the old man's throat was scratched and he spurted blood to death.
The Eagle's Nest, like Hanzhao, is a fierce and notorious super-killer organization in the original world, secretly dominating Central and Western Asia.
But it's still very different from cold photos.
The Eagle's Nest still undertakes various mercenary tasks in the world of Skywalker, and most of the members are cruel and bloodthirsty, and they are even more perverted than the usual cold photos who only kill people for points, and have been included in the list of sworn enemies by many guild organizations (including cold photos).
The monster roared again and again, with an indescribable expression on his face.
He did not directly attack the "prey" at the vital point, but used his two hands with sharp metal fingertips to leave deep scratches on their bodies.
He was enjoying the pleasure of killing, and the death of his prey in pain and fear would excite him to the extreme.
Although the newcomers are holding rifles, they have basically never touched a gun in real life, and it is difficult to hit a fixed target, not to mention that they have to hit a high-speed moving target in a panic.
They have no ability to resist in the slightest, and have completely become the playthings of the owls.
β¦β¦
At night, the four newlyweds rested around a campfire.
Among them was a master of survival in the wild, who caught a few hares during the day, and roasted them on the fire until they were squeaky and fragrant.
"Bunnies are so cute, how can you eat bunnies!"
Suddenly, a coquettish voice came from the cold.
The four newcomers followed the prestige, but saw a bewitching woman dressed as a bunny girl glaring at them.
A newcomer laughed: "Why can't rabbits be eaten?" Beauty, let's eat together, it's fragrant! β
"I want you to bury the cute bunny!"
The bunny girl threw out a fist-sized white rabbit metal doll, and in the surprised eyes of the newcomers, the little white rabbit spread her calves and rushed over.
Boom!
It turned out that this little white rabbit was a bomb in disguise.
There are many similar things, and in the level world of three no matter what, human nature has been completely liberated.
As long as you have enough strength, you can do whatever you want, do what you want, and become the person you want to be.
Acting recklessly or indiscriminately killing innocents according to one's own preferences is a normal thing for many Skywalkers to do.