Death?

Does such a thing really exist? Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Wang Ye wanted to ask something, but it was obvious that he was probably separated from the bald man now, the world of death-18490, if you guessed correctly, this is the name of this world.

But looking at the black rumbling around here, this world really doesn't give people a good feeling. An oppressive aura came from all directions, as if something was pressing tightly on his chest.

This strange sense of oppression made Wang Ye faintly recall a certain familiar feeling, he imitated the strange thief who had played parachuting and hang gliding at that time, and the feeling at this time was very similar to the feeling when he was in the sky.

Anyway, let's find out where this is.

Wang Ye was calm, stretched out his hand and groped around, but his right hand had just reached out not far away, but he suddenly touched something soft.

"Ahh

Wang Ye hurriedly used the screen of the Nianjie to look into the past, and with the help of the faint light of the Nianjie, a girl's face came into view, and the distance between the two was ridiculously close, and they could almost breathe.

"Is that you?"

The moment he saw the girl's face, Wang Ye was shocked.

This girl was none other than the one who had just spoken in the big room.

The girl also recognized Wang Ye, her face suddenly turned red, and one hand pointed awkwardly at her chest. Only then did Wang Ye realize that his hand was in a position that should not be touched.

"I'm sorry......" Wang Ye withdrew his hand in embarrassment.

But this place is really narrow, and as soon as the elbow shrinks, there is a "bang" and hits an iron wall behind it.

"Are you alright?" the girl said with concern, and a fragrant fragrance came to her nose.

"It's fine. Wang Ye responded.

This is not reckless, it stands to reason that such a hard blow should be very painful, but he does not feel too obvious pain at this moment. It seems that the effect of this physical fitness enhancer is even more obvious than he imagined.

Not only that, but this collision also made Wang Ye vaguely aware of something else.

"It seems that this iron wall is not so strong. Wang Ye suddenly smiled.

"What?" the girl was stunned.

Wang Ye didn't respond, and suddenly swung his fist forward with a punch.

"Ahh

"Boom!" there was a heavy, muffled thud followed by the clatter of a screw falling to the ground.

"What are you doing!?" the girl exclaimed.

"You should feel it. Wang Ye said: "We are moving forward, the speed is very uniform and not easy to detect, but if you wave your fist, you can feel the difference between peace and land." ”

As he spoke, Wang Ye smashed on the iron plate behind the girl with a "bang!", and there was another sound of a screw falling.

"So what?" the girl wondered.

"So we should figure out where we are and where we are moving as soon as possible?" Wang Ye smiled: "You have also seen the introduction of the Death Trial, this is the Trial of Sending the Survivors to Death, I don't think we are heading to a good place." It's better to figure out the situation than to be killed passively, even if you die. ”

"Boom!" another fist sounded, and the third screw fell off. Immediately, the fourth ...... Fifth ...... Sixth, the iron plate behind the girl began to gradually relax under the violent boxing.

Suddenly, a crack opened at the edge of the iron plate, and a huge suction force suddenly poured in through the gap, and the rumbling wind suddenly stopped.

Sure enough, it was high in the sky.

The gap verifies Wang Ye's imagination, and the attraction caused by the difference in air pressure has proved this, through the crack, the white clouds and the distant earth under the clouds can be faintly seen.

"Ahh

"Don't be afraid. Wang Ye smiled: "The air pressure difference is not big, not very high altitude." ”

As he spoke, he wrapped one hand around the girl's waist and broke the crack with the other.

His eyes gradually brightened, but at this glance, Wang Ye couldn't help but scream.

"Hell!"

"What's wrong?" the girl wondered.

"This thing is about to crash!" Wang Ye yelled, gesturing at the world beyond the rift.

The girl turned her head in fear, and through the gap she saw that the iron box was moving at an alarming speed towards a towering mountain. There were many more iron boxes in the same situation, suspended under steel cables like the seats of roller coasters, speeding towards the peak. In less than a minute, the chests would be burned in a violent collision with the mountain peak.

"This ...... What shall we do?" the girl panicked, her long hair fluttering in the wind, but she looked as helpless as duckweed.

"What else can I do?" Wang Ye crooked his lips and smiled bitterly: "Ready to jump." ”

"Huh?" The girl was stunned, and subconsciously hurriedly grabbed Wang Ye.

Wang Ye held back his strength, kicked open the iron plate on the side, and the iron plate fell off the side of the iron box when it landed, falling rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a small black dot and disappeared at the end of the field of vision.

"Hold on!" Wang Ye yelled.

As he spoke, he wrapped his arms around the girl, and the two of them jumped out of the iron box together. The weightlessness of the volley hit at once, and the rumbling wind made a big noise in the ears. Looking back, the appearance of the iron box where I stayed just now was clearly visible, and I saw that it was a pitch-black closed container, driven forward by a steel cable like a cable car. Roughly speaking, there are more than 20 containers, and they are moving forward at a speed of about 200 or so per hour. If each container contained two people like them, the death train was sending more than forty trialists to hell.

What annoys Wang Ye is that from a distance, there are some exaggerated large characters written on the outer walls of these containers. Together, it reads: "Bolognese Factory Train." Behind the words is a smiling face, as if a bystander is looking down on them playfully.

"It's a bad taste. Wang Ye said viciously.

Unfortunately, now is clearly not the time for him to be indignant, unless he just likes to get emotional in free fall. If nothing is done, he will also be one of the products of this "meat sauce factory train", nothing more than meat sauce that has fallen to the ground.

The girl's whole body was trembling, she closed her eyes and clung to Wang Ye tightly, and the cold wind almost froze her whole body.

"What's your name?" Wang Ye asked with a sudden smile.

"Huh?" The girl was stunned, she didn't expect this man to have the heart to ask this at this time.

"Ask your name, it's inconvenient to call without a name. Wang Ye smiled and said, "Or do you prefer to call you A?"

"Ahh......h

"Buyu. "I'm a freelance writer," she shuddered. ”

"Oh?"

Hearing about this profession, Wang Ye suddenly realized. No wonder it was so familiar, he had indeed seen a photo of this young girl. A beautiful girl writer on the Internet.,But most of the works are female.,It's not very well-known.。 The reason why Wang Ye noticed her was because during the stage of his theft of gems, the female writer once published an article called "Urban Tales at Night", which attracted a lot of attention, and the content was based on the real-life version of the strange thief, in which the identity of the strange thief was guessed wildly, full of idealism, but it was quite interestingly written.

"The pen name Bu Lian is lost, is that you?" Wang Ye asked with a smile.

"Huh, have you heard of me?" the girl suddenly became a little excited.

"Well, sort of. Wang Ye smiled bitterly and said, "Okay, Buyu, it's time to talk about business." ”

Bu Yu then remembered that he was still speeding down, and the scenery of the buildings was getting closer and closer to him, as if a Google map was constantly being enlarged.

The strange thing is that after being interrupted by Wang Ye like this, the panic in her heart was gone, as if this was not a fall, but a casual parachute jump. And this is exactly the effect that Wang Ye wants to achieve, the history of mankind has proved countless times that at any time, only a sober consciousness can be a good medicine to save oneself, whether it is drunkenness or excessive panic, everything that affects normal consciousness may kill people.

"Listen to me, do you still have the syringe you just injected?"

Wang Ye said with a smile, saying that he held a needle between his two fingers and put it in front of her, which was the empty needle after the injection was used up before entering the world.

"Ah!" The girl hurriedly opened the Ring Dimension and searched around, but after a while, she finally came to a conclusion:

"Threw ......"

Wang Ye sweated badly, but it is no wonder that if it wasn't for the bald man's words at that time, he might not have cared about an empty needle, and now that I think about it, this needle may be the only straw that saves his life. When he was in the room, he had witnessed the scene of the bald man creating many doppelgangers out of thin air, in other words, in the world of the dead world, perhaps the concept of volume was not so strict.

"Then you have to hurry. Wang Ye said loudly.

As he spoke, he suddenly used both hands to crush the shell of the empty tube.

Hearing only a "poof", a puff of white smoke overflowed from the air pipe, and then something similar to a schoolbag appeared inexplicably in Wang Ye's hand.

"This is ......" Buyu was shocked: "Skydiving bag?"

"It seems to be. Wang Ye smiled bitterly and said, "I thought there would be something better." ”

"I thought ......" Bu Yu's face turned pale: "You weren't sure you had a skydiving bag here just now, so you jumped?"

"It's better than staying on that train. Wang Ye said and pointed to the rushing train in the sky.

At this moment, the death train was slamming into the mountain peak at a terrible speed, and the violent impact provoked a fiery explosion, and a blood-colored salute flower seemed to bloom in the lonely and cold sky. Faintly, I could see that there were also some other trialists in the container who jumped down, but unfortunately, very few people chose to jump. There are also some containers that are already empty at this time, and I don't know if those people are a blessing or a curse.

"It should have been very simple logic. Wang Ye shook his head regretfully: "Jumping down may have a way to live, staying on it is just a dead end, but many people would rather die than have the courage to escape." ”

As soon as the words fell, Wang Ye fluently carried the umbrella bag, one hand wrapped around Buyu, and the other hand pulled the ground.

A huge parachute suddenly unfolded in mid-air, and the two of them shook their bodies, and their speed dropped sharply.

And in the distant sky, the big characters of "Bolognese Factory Train" and the playful smiling face are disappearing with the impact of the train, and they are disappearing into the billowing black smoke.

Looking at this picture, Bu Yu suddenly saw Wang Ye's face flashing a hint of gloom.

In a hazy way, she vaguely heard Wang Ye whispering to herself: "It's not so easy to let me die. ”