The third chamber was much larger than the previous two, and the walls embedded with white fluorescent lights were covered with strange and complex patterns, and as Zhang Chen and the five of them entered, the classroom-sized secret room gradually became restless. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThere was an eerie atmosphere in the air, and it was surprisingly quiet except for the peculiar chirping of shoes on the floor.

Everyone carefully watched every corner of the room, for fear that the strange laser beam would come out of nowhere and take their lives.

"Everyone be careful, try to spread out and stand, I feel that this room is a little evil, Zhang Chen, Xinyan, you guys get your guns ready!" Zhao Boyuan glanced at the pitch-black smart steel door in the distance and said in a deep voice. At the same time, a red desert eagle that radiated light quickly appeared in its hand.

Zhang Chen and the others nodded, this room did look a little crazy. The monotonous fluorescent lights, complex geometric patterns, and strange smells wafting in the air make people feel inexplicably irritable after staying here for a long time.

Liu Weiqiang and Manson on the side were all frightened after hearing Zhao Boyuan's warning, they had no reserves of blood weapons, so they lacked a means of self-protection.

Just when the two were at a loss, two pistols of different styles were handed to them at the same time.

"When you have a blood weapon in the future, remember to give it back to me!" Zhang Chen smiled at the two young men who were stunned. After speaking, he went to Zhao Boyuan in front of him to discuss countermeasures.

The two of them never dreamed that they would get charity from others here, and when they snorted and cried, they thanked Zhang Chen's ancestors for more than a dozen generations, and they almost knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times. Here, for an unarmed newcomer, a powerful pistol means survival, it means everything!

"You shouldn't have done this, Zhang Chen! Hey....... bloody device! Zhao Boyuan on the side stared at the iron gate in front of him, and stopped talking.

"Perhaps!" Zhang Chen played with the red sand eagle in his hand, and the dazzling red light hit his eyeballs again and again.

"You don't know anything about the world, about what it consists of, what it's made of, everything about it. Kindness is good, but it also has to be divided into occasions, stabbing knives in the back is not uncommon here, and sometimes, choosing to believe comes at a price! ”

Zhao Boyuan lowered his head, faintly, Zhang Chen let out a gloomy sigh when he heard the sharp outline polished by the years, he didn't know what touched the fragile side of that bold man, was it just because he had been here for a long time?

Or is it Zhao Boyuan, he ...... Is there really something hiding from you?

Compared with this kind of speculation, Zhang Chen is more willing to believe that all this is just his unwarranted fantasy.

"Sorry for saying something excessive, I just ...... It's just ......" he said, holding his forehead painfully with his hand, pressing his whole body very low, and it lasted like this for half a minute, and then he returned to his previous hearty and optimistic smile, and said to Zhang Chen:

"When this level is over, I'll invite you to drink! Zhang Chen, I have a lot to tell you. Damn~ I've been holding it for so long, and I finally said it, cool! ”

Zhang Chen nodded, and now it seems that the identification of Zhao Boyuan's identity was a little hasty, he should have a deeper understanding of this mysterious and bloody elevator, at least as a newcomer, he doesn't know it at all.

But what about the purpose?

"Behold, the iron gates are open! onmygod！ Manson's excited words came from his side, Zhang Chen put aside the unfounded speculations in his heart, and looked up: the iron door at the end of the secret room made a heavy clicking sound, like a welcome black curtain slowly rising upward, there were no laser rays, no zombies, and the room was empty except for the violent breathing of the five people.

“let‘sgo！” After a few seconds, seeing that the surroundings were still surprisingly quiet, the international student named Manson had the courage to walk in the direction of the iron door opening.

Due to the reflection, everyone could not see the situation behind the door, but faintly felt a vague shadow standing outside the door, it was the height of an adult, and the pitch-black figure seemed to merge with the darkness behind it.

"Huh? What's that? How does it look like a tube? Liu Weiqiang, who was walking behind Manson, pointed to a slender tube sticking out of the dark shadow in the distance and asked curiously.

He dragged his fat body a few steps away, trying to see what the hell was on the other side. Suddenly, as if he had seen a ghost, he opened his throat and shouted, "Your mother blew up!!" Get down! His limbs fell to the ground in unison, and a series of roars of firecrackers followed, and the muffled sound of the Gatling gun mixed with a desperate rain of bullets.

The most unlucky is Manson, who walked at the forefront, this blonde foreign college student didn't have time to react after hearing the fat man's shout, the whole person was beaten into a sieve by the fierce bullets, and his body was pushed out a few meters away by the strong inertial force, and the surrounding flesh was blurred.

The second is Zhang Chen, although he fell down as soon as he heard the shout, he was still shot on the way to contract his left arm at great speed, although it was a bruise, but the feeling was as if his entire arm was torn outward by a huge force, and the pain of muscle tearing made him hiss.

Because Liu Fatzi reacted the fastest, except for the slight injury on the belly of the chubby beer, all the others were unscathed, Xin Yan and Zhao Boyuan stood on both sides of the room, and they were all safe.

"It's such a powerful fire suppression, it should belong to a heavy machine gun like Gatling, this is a big trouble." Zhao Boyuan smiled bitterly, looking at the figure behind the door that slowly fell into everyone's sight, and suddenly, his expression changed.

"It's ...... Heavy weapons mastery? There seemed to be the sound of Zhao Boyuan gasping for air in the air.

"What's that?" Zhang Chen and Xinyan on the side asked suspiciously at the same time.

Zhao Boyuan was about to say something, but he heard Liu Weiqiang scolding his mother in front of him: "It's fucking blown up, no matter what it is, you guys have to think of a way, this guy raised the damn muzzle again." ”

Seeing that the student named Manson was beaten into a mess, everyone was palpitating, and I am afraid that now the four of them are thinking about one thing:

Damn, it's all a lie in the movies!

"Why don't we exchange a handful and fight it too? There are four of us! Xinyan on the side frowned and said after thinking slightly.

Who knew that Zhao Boyuan shook his head, "No, it is difficult for ordinary people like us who have not undergone special training to operate such a heavy weapon, even if they can barely fire bullets, there is no accuracy at all." Besides, little girl, do you think that numerical superiority will be useful in the face of such an exaggerated weapon with a large number of bullets? ”

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to Zhang Chen, who was a little weak on the side, "Of course, the method of destroying the control board will not work, we can't figure out the identity of the other party at all, you have suffered a lot of injuries again, this time, I'm afraid it's a real desperate situation!" ”

Not far away, the unique mechanical sound of the barrel of the Gatling gun turning clearly came into everyone's ears, like a declaration of death, and then, following the light of the tongue of fire, Zhang Chen saw the appearance of the figure opposite. In the next second, a bright red transparent police blast shield appeared in his hand, and the bullets hit it one after another with a banging sound.

"Fatty, come here!" Zhang Chen struggled to hold the explosion-proof shield while shouting at Liu Weiqiang, who was huddled in front of him. This is also strange, the dead fat man is obviously at the front, but he doesn't seem to be treated very well by the other party, the bullet either passes through it or doesn't go there at all, but more aimed at Zhang Chen and the three people who are in the rear.

"Don't call me fat! Fat man, where am I fat, I am called strong! Liu Weiqiang said unconvinced, and at the same time learned from the soldiers in the Anti-Japanese War movie and came to Zhang Chen's side.

Zhao Boyuan also materialized an explosion-proof shield at this moment, although he was a little distressed, he still gritted his teeth and came to Zhang Chen's side, and went up next to Zhang Chen's explosion-proof shield. So, the four of them cowered behind the explosion-proof shield, feeling the large-caliber bullets crunching the explosion-proof shield in front of them, and they all gasped.

The silhouette of the figure gradually became clear as he moved forward unscrupulously: nearly two meters tall, dressed in black metal armor, wearing a silver mask, and carrying a ..... on his back was a shoulder-mounted bazooka!

The terrifying guy in front of him who controls the Gatling gun with both hands is like an artificial intelligence in a science fiction movie, with no thoughts, no feelings, and everything he does is just simple killing!

Every step he took seemed to herald that everyone was closer to death.

The impact of a series of machine gun bullets had already pushed the four to the brink, and Zhao Boyuan, Liu Weiqiang, and Zhang Chen continued to fight back against the man in black during this time. However, those bullets could not penetrate the opponent's armor at all, and could not even slow down the opponent's pace.

There was a strange low roar from under the silver mask, as if to sympathize with the four poor poor ghosts, and the heavy machine gun was thrown aside, and the armored figure took out the shoulder-mounted bazooka on his back.

No......

For the first time since he arrived here, he felt the fear of death from the bottom of his heart, and Zhang Chen despaired. The pain in his arm reached deep into his bone marrow, and he tried to take a step, only to find that his legs were not listening.

At a distance of less than ten meters, being hit head-on by a bazooka shell, even with an explosion-proof shield, the probability of survival is only zero.

But he didn't want to die yet.

He has not yet completed his agreement with Zhao Boyuan; He hasn't come out of this hellish hell on earth unharmed; He hasn't fulfilled his oath to Xinyan that he won't leave you......

The bazooka let out a slight roar, and there was a faint smoke nearby, and the cannonball cut a graceful arc in the air, rushing straight in the direction where Zhang Chen and the others were.

Until he lost consciousness, Zhang Chen vaguely heard Zhao Boyuan's calm voice, which was a sentence that made him desperate but full of hope:

"Brother, you've done a good job, leave the rest to me!"