"Brother Hao, it's time!"

The middle-aged man who was called Brother Hao by Ban Cuntou opened his eyes and sat up slowly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The miners rested directly in the mine after a hard day's work, and a large square accommodated hundreds of miners, many of whom were covered in black mud and fell asleep on straw mats.

The square was dark, except for the two candles lit at the entrance, and the flickering light shone out of the two guards sitting in the entrance of the square, chatting with each other.

Brother Hao was actually a little upset, he thought that after he woke up, he would escape from this absurd dream and turn back into an ordinary office worker.

Instead of leading ninety-eight earthlings to riot here.

He shook his head and shook the distractions out of his mind, slowly stood up, and walked to the side of the square by avoiding the stray miners on the ground in the dim light.

There were already quite a few people waiting. Dozens of pairs of reflective pupils stared at him, but Brother Hao was not uncomfortable, and naturally took over the leadership responsibilities and asked, "Are you all together?" ”

"Except for a comrade who died suddenly in the middle of the night on the No. 5 Mine Road, everyone else is gone."

The voice of the person who said this was a little hoarse, and although Brother Hao didn't see it, he guessed that everyone's faces must not be good-looking. Something like this that suddenly dies on its own is basically caused by the death of the earth itself for various reasons.

But they hadn't woken up yet, and it had been twelve hours.

"Enough, there should be enough of us to break through......"

Suddenly, someone interrupted: "Do you want to activate those NPC miners, if you can activate them, it will be hundreds of people, and the success rate is much greater." "They didn't know what to call miners who weren't earthlings, so they had to call them NPCs as the game would like.

Brother Hao immediately shook his head, "I've thought about it before, but we can't predict what those NPCs think. After all, they are different from us, even if we fail, we still have a chance to be reincarnated, but those NPCs only have one life.

Moreover, everyone is from the earth, and their worldview and values are similar, so it is difficult to reason with those miners who are used to keeping their eyebrows low and forbearing.

What's more, if someone talks too much, it will be too risky and not cost-effective to leak the plan. ”

As the first middle-aged man to find the rules of the world and speculate on the cause of death of the person who died suddenly, Brother Hao, everyone temporarily agreed that he was the main leader, although there were some high-powered, powerful earthlings who wanted to seize the command, but the time was too tight, the difficulty of the riot was not low, and whether this world was real or not was not clear, so let Brother Hao command.

Of course, when the time comes to launch a riot, the thoughts of each person should not be spoken to others.

"What happens after you escape?" A slightly thin man asked, his eyes cloudy.

Brother Hao groaned twice, "If the rules don't deceive us, then all the people on the earth should have entered this world and occupied the body of the NPC, then the earthlings are definitely more than just us ninety people, as long as you enter the town after going out, you will definitely be able to find other earthlings, maybe even find soldiers, and then find a way to contact the government." ”

Everyone looked at each other and then began to act.

The two guards, who were fighting the sleepiness with a blind blowout, held their spears and sat by the lamplight to see a miner emerge from the darkness.

"What?" A thin-looking guard asked.

"Go out and pee." The miner, who looked like a farmer, whispered.

"Go, go, just sprinkle it in it, get out!" The guard snorted and waved his hand for him to walk away.

"This, there will be a smell of it in it." The miner's face is difficult.

"You poor embryos wallowing in the dirt should sleep in a place where there is a stinking smell." The two guards laughed, and when they saw the miner's face pale, the thin guard raised an eyebrow, "What, still have opinions?" ”

As he spoke, the thin guard lifted the spear in his hand and slammed it to the ground.

"Don't dare, don't dare," the honest miner said darely, taking a step back, looking very afraid of the spear, "but I can't get out of the smell when I sprinkle it inside, and the two masters will smell it too, right?" The two of you have to sit here for one night, you can't smell a commotion all night, right? ”

This convinces the two guards, who look at each other and nod. The thin guard beckoned in disgust, "Hurry up, it's not far away...... No, it's not okay if it's too close, you mud legs and let me get away and scatter it, but if you go too far and don't come back after a while, I'll go to you for your uncle, and I'll interrupt your peeing thing. ”

Seeing that the miner lowered his head and did not speak, the thin miner looked at him contemptuously and gave him the way to the entrance, "Hurry up!" ”

The honest miner walked quickly between the two of them, and the thin guard glanced at him casually, a smile on the miner's lowered face in the shadow of the lamplight.

Then the wrist suddenly tightened, and before the two guards could react, the miner's body turned, his hands were like pliers, and his waist and arms were exerted. The guard's whole person was twisted with his wrist, and he flipped in the air and fell to the ground with a clatter.

Before he could get out of his rage, many figures appeared in front of the guard, and then he didn't know anything.

In the darkness, many sleeping miners were awakened, and many people did not know what they were doing under the lights.

The Earth miners didn't pay attention to the "NPC miners" who woke up, but looked at each other, looked at the guards at their feet, and asked out loud:

"To kill or not to kill?"

All Earth miners hesitated.

Homicide? It's not the indifference of a few numbers on the pen, it's not the swords and swords on TV, it's not the duel in the book. It's himself, holding a rusty weapon, and obliterating a wise, lifelike oneself.

Brother Hao glanced around and said slowly: "Don't kill." We are all ordinary people, even if we have learned kung fu for a few years and know a few tricks of crop skills, but we have grown up in a civilized society after all. You see these guards, flesh and blood, what is the difference between them and us? Who's going to kill them? ”

No one came forward. The miner, who pretended to pee at first, and then overturned the two guards, saw that they refused to do anything, and couldn't help but worry: "What if the two of them wait to make trouble?" I got it! ”

"Dongzi" "Dongge." Many people were born to greet him, but they did not stop her. Dongzi, who had practiced martial arts, looked at the two guards who were suppressed, his eyes were fierce, his hands were like claws, and he grabbed the throats of the two guards in more than ninety pairs of eyes.

The sleeping guard also woke up when his life was threatened, and looked at Dongzi's eyes with longing, resentment, pleading, and even tears, hoping that the murderer in front of him would stop out of pity. However, Dongzi's hands became tighter and tighter.

One second, two seconds, ten seconds, thirty seconds...... The feelings in the eyes of the two guards became more and more intense, and then the whites of their eyes slowly flashed, and they looked like they were about to be strangled to death.

"Dongzi, forget it!" An Earth miner who seemed to be familiar with Dongzi rushed out and pulled him up.

Unexpectedly, Dongzi, who looked quite strong, was pulled up by him with a slight tug, and his hands quickly left the necks of the two guards.

Dongzi was actually waiting for someone to stop him.

Le Xisheng, who had been watching from a distance, couldn't help but shake his head. He thought that there would be one or two geniuses in that group of Earth miners who could quickly adapt to this world.

It seems that at most, it is just a middle-aged posture.

They will later understand how vulnerable the compassion and pity of the earth can be in the face of bloody reality and power.

That's it, that's it, wasn't I the same as them in my last life? Pretentious, not aware of the heavens, difficult to discern people's hearts.

A "blood covenant" hidden in the shadows can pluck my peach with one hand.

I'm just a mortal with a smile of fifty paces and a hundred steps.