Killing the World......

Mu Yan tilted his head sideways and looked out the window, his expression did not change, and his eyes were not shocked.

He knows the purpose of the amusement park - to make the strong stronger and stronger, and to drive the weak to death!

This is not only the rules of the game in this world, but also the only rules for surviving in the amusement park!

Obviously, as the last world for newcomers, the amusement park has decided to complete the final screening of newcomers in this world.

Mu Yan doesn't hate such rules, because he can get a lot of benefits from it, which is his self-confidence as a strong man.

But to say how much he likes this rule, it is not really, after all, he is a wizard, although he studies life, but never tramples on life, on the contrary, in his thirty-seven years of shadow wizard memory, the two words most mentioned in those classics are not transformation, but awe!

The choice of the amusement park made him aware of its disregard for life.

But he can still understand - the way of heaven is ruthless, and if he has not reached that height, he will probably never agree with what the amusement park is doing.

The train is already approaching the middle of the Darke Bridge, and the large cruise ships below are gradually starting to multiply, and you can faintly see countless figures walking above.

Probably...... 60 meters or so.

Mu Yan estimated the distance from the sea to the bridge in his heart.

"At this height, as long as the posture is good enough and the physical strength is slightly stronger, you shouldn't be able to die if you jump......" he said secretly in his heart.

The reason why he thought about this was not that he wanted to jump out of the car now, but that he suddenly thought of a question - why did the opening appear on such a train?

Such a competitive killing world places visitors on a train, which also runs on a straight bridge......

To say that the amusement park is not intentional, who believes?

As long as you are not invincible, you know how easy it is to find out tourists on such a train!

Just look for it one by one along the carriage!

This inescapable space is simply a place for visitors to fight in the amusement park!

So, where is this seven-kilometer bridge journey, it is clearly a seven-kilometer funeral journey!

A glimmer of darkness flashed in Mu Yan's eyes.

If he guessed correctly, every carriage should be the same as his place, with only one tourist, or none at all.

The amusement park obviously didn't want them to start with a scuffle, resulting in a massive attrition.

After all, the next task is the real competition, just like the black feather attack at the beginning of the Journey to the West world, now it's just an appetizer, a little blood, just a festive.

So it gives every visitor a fair choice – take the initiative, or go into hiding!

"When a bitch still stands the archway!"

Mu Yan sneered disdainfully in his heart, he really couldn't get used to the amusement park that wanted to make them mess up, and put on a posture that you don't want to fight anymore.

Cheap!

For him, there is always only one choice in front of him - take the initiative!

After all, if the problem can be solved with simple killing, who will go to the trouble of conspiracing and calculating?

And for him, a shadow wizard, it was not difficult to find tourists among a group of ordinary people.

People can disguise ...... Shadows don't!

However, he was still faced with two choices:

Do you have enough food and clothing by yourself, and personally search the past from carriage to carriage, or wait patiently and wait for the tourists who don't want to make a disturbance by themselves, and then go directly to harvest?

After thinking about it, he still decided to wait, after all, harvesting is the most efficient, he is so strong, what if he slaughters one and scares the other tourists away?

With a faint smile on his face, he tilted his head sideways and leisurely looked out the window.

"Mommy, Mommy......" came the crisp voice of the little boy across the table.

Mu Yan glanced at it and found that the little boy on the other side of the table seemed to have seen excitement from reading the comics, and was excitedly pushing his mother who had just borrowed the newspaper.

"Miles, be quiet!" Although the chestnut-haired mother has harsh words in her mouth, her eyes are gentle.

But the little boy named Miles did not care what his mother said, and when he saw her turn his head, he immediately got up from his chair, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and turned his back to her.

Then he turned around in a "chic", stretched out his index finger and pointed his hand at his mother like a pistol, and said with a "cold" face:

"Mom...... No, Ms. Celia, it's over, you give up! ”

Mu Yan twitched the corner of his mouth, this second child is afraid that he is imitating his favorite character.

Sure enough, as his gaze shifted to the comic book, he saw an off-white trench coat, a bowler hat, and a silver pistol in his hand in a box in the upper right corner, as if the detective-like character in the public impression was doing the same actions as Miles.

The capable woman next to him was also attracted by this scene at some point, put down the tablet in her hand, and leaned on the table to support her side and look at Miles with interest.

"Oh~I admit defeat~" Celia's mother helplessly made an expression of being shot.

It can be seen that the long journey has made her a little tired, and she is a little absent-minded at this time, obviously not thinking to cosplay with her sand sculpture son.

But how is it possible for an energetic child to notice this.

"No- Mom, you're not a proper villain at all!" Miles grumbled dissatisfied.

Celia turned her head to continue reading the newspaper and shrugged her shoulders indifferently, "Thank you for the compliment, Detective Miles!" ”

Sure enough, it is the parents who know their children best, and Celia made Miles lose interest in just a few words.

He sat down with some lack of interest, and was about to pick up the comic book, when suddenly he saw the blonde lady opposite him with an interested face, and immediately refreshed his spirits.

"Hey~ Madam, would you like to play a game with me?" Miles propped one hand on the table (just the right length) and slanted his face with a mean expression.

This terrible line......

Mu Yan silently looked away, he was sure that if it weren't for the fact that this kid's face and height were only ten years old, the blonde lady beside him would be able to beat him to the point that he doubted that he was only ten years old!

This is not a joke, in Mu Yan's elemental perception, this lady's physical strength is more than a step stronger than the men in this carriage except for Mu Yan!

Of course, it is still within the range of normal humans, otherwise she would already be a corpse by now.

Mu Yan was not surprised by this result, his shadow found a first-aid kit, a lock pick, a crowbar, running shoes and other items in the woman's backpack, and the most important thing was a press card placed on the outermost layer.

Daily Ivor's expatriate correspondent - Lorel!

Sure enough, in this year, a qualified expatriate reporter must be able to load and fire, be able to slide the door and pick the lock, catch up with Bolt in a 100-meter sprint, and not lose to Desmond Dawes in battlefield first aid......

In short, it's not easy to mess with (those who are easy to mess with are dead outside)!

"Of course, you can call me Aunt Perry." Faced with a little boy about ten years old, this seasoned expatriate reporter casually said his pseudonym, and his flickering skills were as proficient as he had learned from the Spring Festival Gala.

"That's great!" The little boy quickly got up from his stool, turned his back to Lorel, and struck the same position again.

After a second, he pulled out his gun, turned around, and said "coldly":

"Ms. Perry, it's over, give up!"

Loreel is also worthy of being an expatriate reporter, and her acting skills are really good, but she saw that her face was full of horror for a moment, and then hugged Mu Yan's arm next to her, and shouted in panic: "No! Peter will save me!! ”

Mu Yan: "Hmm??? ”