The small, dilapidated park with few people has lost its sunshine, and even the plane tree, which is still a little alive, is dancing with its teeth and claws, dancing strangely, and from time to time the autumn wind blows off the yellowing leaves, and the ground is paved with golden yellow, becoming another world that is incompatible with this decadent and decaying elephant. The two swing chains standing in the corner are rusty, shrouded in dark shadows, waiting to perish. The man with the hood and his face sat on one of the swings, holding the mottled chain with both hands and sitting silently, until his whole body was shaking violently when he coughed, covering his mouth and not letting go after coughing, he shook his head helplessly when he saw the red blood stains in his palm, got up and walked to the pool next to the fountain, unscrewed the rusty faucet, the yellow water splashed out along the faucet, and it took a long time before it gradually cleared, the man washed his hands clean, then tightened the faucet, and glanced at the ruins of the orphanage across the road, Walked over and lifted the blockade and sat in the ruins covered with the dust of time, his hands propped on the ground, looking up at the crows coiled on the wires and unwilling to disperse, his withered and sallow face smiling bitterly until his vision was covered in red.

"Brother Han Nuo, Yiyi still can't let you go." Yiyi, who was driven away by Han Nuo before, suddenly sat down next to Han Nuo, and reached out to cover the bearded face in distress, Han Nuo, whose eyes were lifeless and shiny, let Yiyi touch him, he had nothing, and now his life is about to come to an end, what else is there to care about?

"If you hadn't rejected Yiyiduo in the first place, none of this would have happened." Yiyi gently rested her head on Han Nuo's shoulder, her silver bell-like voice was crisp and beautiful but full of sadness, "I reminded you that Ouyang Luo will hurt you sooner or later, this is already the third reincarnation, haven't you understood it yet?" ”

"Ouyang Luo is my fate, from the moment I picked him up, my fate with him has been closely linked, no matter what kind of ending it ushers in, it is fate." Han Nuo straightened Yiyi's head, "I don't have much time left, and it's time to put an end to this ridiculous everything." ”

"Brother Han Nuo, don't you really need Yiyi's help?" Yiyi saw that Han Nuo had made up his mind, and still grabbed the corner of his clothes and asked.

"No, I don't." Han Nuo once again refused Yiyi's kindness, but he was dizzy as soon as he stood up, and then coughed up a pool of blood, "Brother Han Nuo! Yiyi exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly supported him, Han Nuo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, let go of Yiyi, and tried his best to straighten his back and slowly move away, and the figure that slowly walked away was reflected in the eyes of the girl in red who was independent of the ruins. Seeing the figure disappear from view, the girl secretly clenched her fists, and there were crystal tears flashing in her eyes.

"Little girl, do you want to play with my uncle?" In the shadow of the corner of Liuxiang Lane, which is known for its chaotic law and order, a young girl who looks like a student is stopped by several hooligans, among which a middle-aged man with a green dragon tattoo on his left arm and a thick necklace around his neck is piled up, and a disgusting smile is piled up from his face full of meat, Yin smiled and pinched the girl's chin and was about to be beaten, but was kicked down from behind.

"Fuck! Which grandson dares to kick labor and management! The man scolded and was just about to get up, but he saw his companions fall down one by one, and his head was stepped on heavily, "Scum." The tall man with the hood and face cursing in a low voice, his hands casually in his trouser pockets and looking at the man who was trampled on the soles of his feet, "Zhao Peng, male, 40 years old, has multiple criminal records. Seeing that the comer was not good, a few little minions got up and slipped away, completely ignoring the life or death of the boss.

"You son of a bitch! Let go of Lao Tzu! As soon as Zhao Peng finished speaking, he was thrown to the wall and lay on the ground, and the frightened girl saw that the man signaled her to leave, nodded and thanked her, and hurriedly ran away, and the light could not reach the end of the alley from time to time, which was the chaotic music that would sound on time in the middle of the night on the red light street across the wall. Actually, it's better for a scum like you to die. The man kicked it up again, but the strength was much smaller than before, and he covered his mouth and coughed for a while, and then he said to Zhao Peng, who was looking at the right time and wanted to slip away: "The outside of the alley is full of police who are following you, as long as you go out, you will be arrested, whether to go with me or go to squat, you choose." ”

"Who are you! Why find me! Before he came out of the man's courage, Zhao Peng, who used to be powerful and domineering, became a bear at this moment, so that he didn't notice that the hand behind the man's back was barely standing on the sundries behind him, and seeing that the man didn't answer but stared at him coldly, he had to get up, "I'll go with you!" Can't I go with you! ”

"Give me my phone." The man stretched out his hand, and Zhao Pengxin said that he was robbed? But he obediently handed over the phone, called up the text message, and found that there was a text message inviting him to enter the game, so he threw the phone back, "Go to the right for twenty steps and turn left, turn right and left at the fifth fork, and wait for me there." You'd better not run around, I just installed the location on your phone, if you don't wait for me there, I can guarantee that the police will catch you right away. ”

Zhao Peng, who was bluffed, hurriedly smiled and said that he would obediently follow his instructions, and did not dare to delay, so he left quickly according to the route under the cold gaze of the man. Seeing that Zhao Peng turned into a fork in the road according to the instructions, the man who had been fighting his spirits was slumped on the pile of debris, and the heart-rending and violent cough actually overshadowed those gluttonous sounds, which made people feel distressed to listen to in this deep dark night.

"Report to Bureau Liu, the target has lost his trace in Liuxiang Lane." The two plainclothes guards who were in charge of tracking Zhao Peng did not see Zhao Peng come out for a long time, and as soon as the report was completed, they saw a girl with tears on her face rushing out, and she saw them clutching the arms of the plainclothes as if they were seeing a savior, with a shocked expression. "Report to the headquarters and find a young girl, saying that she was harassed by Zhao Peng and was rescued by a hooded man and escaped, and Zhao Peng himself was blocked in the alley and her life and death are unknown. Well, okay, got it, we'll go now. So saying, they walked towards the place described by the girl, and because the environment was dim, their attention was so focused on the front that they did not even notice that they had passed a hooded man who had just turned a fork in the road.

"How do you have a computer here?" Zhao Peng, who walked outside the abandoned factory according to the man's instructions, was dumbfounded, looking at a set of tables and chairs placed in the middle of the wasteland, but the computer on the table without any power supply was turned on, and it was strange in this desolate place where there was no one except for the sound of frogs and crickets. Zhao Peng, who was chilling, shivered and wanted to turn around and escape, but his feet took uncontrolled steps, one step, two steps, three steps...... "No, don't, I don't want to go over......" Zhao Peng's face was a little distorted by fear and screamed helplessly, but the pace towards the computer did not slow down.

Trembling hands were uncontrollably typing on the keyboard, and the words "The chain of death" disappeared in the search box, followed by a sudden black screen on the computer, and the dark screen reflected Zhao Peng's frightened and distorted face, "Welcome to The chain of death, I wish you a happy game." A few dark red letters suddenly jumped onto the screen, and the blood flowing down the letters gradually spread and sprinkled all over the screen with the cold female voice, and it was a long black screen waiting, and the game interface with red and black as the tone jumped out, and countless small square rooms were displayed or displayed as full, Zhao Peng's uncontrolled hands quickly moved the mouse, looking for a game room that was not yet full.

"Congratulations on becoming the Grim Reaper of this game, and the following is a brief introduction to the rules of the game." As soon as he clicked in, a Q version of the Grim Reaper bowed deeply to him, "This is a multiplayer online chat game, with six players per game, and the game time is 30 minutes, and the identities are a Grim Reaper and five pigs. The identity of the Grim Reaper is hidden, six people must guess who is the Grim Reaper according to the chat content during the game time, the first five minutes of the game speak freely, and after five minutes start to guess who the Grim Reaper is and each pig only has one chance to vote, if it is guessed, the Grim Reaper fails to accept the punishment, and during the survival of the Grim Reaper, you can kill a pig at will every five minutes, if all the pigs die and only live alive, the Grim Reaper wins. The game is about to start, have fun. ”

It is a similar but different interface from the WeChat chat box, with a countdown of "05:00" displayed at the top of the red and black chat box, and a death avatar under it, and the second row is the avatar of five pigs. Zhao Peng, who suddenly obeyed the call with his hand, thought that he was free, and just wanted to run, but his legs were like lead, and he couldn't move a bit.

"Hello everyone!" Someone was the first to speak.

"Hello! It's the first time I've played this game, so please be more tolerant if you don't know it. ”

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and guess the Grim Reaper."

"People greet each other and get in the way? Playing a game so irritable and rushing to reincarnate? ”

"Lao Tzu's speech is about your birds?"

"So horizontal? How old are you? ”

"Okay, okay, stop arguing, playing games is entertainment and relaxing, and you're going to make yourself angry, isn't it?"

"Shut up!"

"It's your business!"

Zhao Peng watched a few pigs arguing, and gradually forgot that the fear ghost was tapping on the keyboard: "Five minutes is coming, have you chosen the god of death?" ”

"Get out of the way, didn't you see that I'm arguing with this bar, uncle?"

"******" probably scolded too unsightly, and the words from the pig who made the most noise were directly harmonized into stars.

"It's five minutes, and you're ready to go." The cold female voice interrupted the duel between the two Internet trolls and prompted loudly.

Watching the five people invariably begin to use language to induce others, constantly clearing their suspicions and pointing the finger at others while defending, the fierce confrontation between languages made Zhao Peng, who was not much educated, dumbfounded, and his hands froze on the keyboard and he didn't know how to respond.

"Hey, have you noticed a guy who has only said one sentence from the beginning to now?" I don't know who suddenly @ Zhao Peng, "I guess you're the Grim Reaper, right?" ”

"I'm not the Grim Reaper!" Only then did I remember that Zhao Peng, who wanted to defend himself, couldn't get out of the sentence, and the voice of "This game is over, and the Grim Reaper is about to be punished for failure" jumped out.