Chapter Twenty-Six: Just Props

The white-collar worker who didn't have a high sense of presence said at this time: "In other words, in fact, we just came here consciously, just like many online lobbies say, as long as we complete the task or die, we can leave here?"

"Didn't I tell you that if you die while on a mission, you'll be able to leave here forever. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Wu Kun replied.

"Is there really such a good thing?"

"Why don't you try it?" said Wu Kun smiled and handed over the firewood knife in his hand.

What to try? Naturally, after someone dies, can they just quit the subway train!

"In that case, in order to make a great attempt, please use this knife to your head! If you succeed, we must remember your great kindness!" Wu Kun was full of expectation and sincerity when he said this.

"Ahh......h That's what I'm just saying!"

Seeing that the white-collar workers were like this, Wu Kun also lost his intention to flirt, shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands to reveal a helpless expression: "How can I prove that you have come here not only mentally but also physically? ”

"When one of us really dies?" interrupted the white-collar worker who had recovered from the threat with some dissatisfaction.

"No, it doesn't have to be that much trouble. Saying that, Wu Kun glanced at the white-collar workers: "Actually, as long as you make a phone call." ”

"Huh, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"You don't believe it?"

"Of course. ”

"Just make a phone call as I say. The corners of Wu Kun's mouth were hooked as he spoke, and there was a sly look in his eyes, as if he had thought of something very interesting.

Several people on the side looked at Wu Kun's expression, listened to what he said, and showed thoughtful looks, as for Gan Zhi...... Noodles, facial paralysis, no one knows what he's thinking.

"Hit it, hit it, and it won't lose a hair! I'm afraid of something. That's what he said, but his apprehensive tone seemed slightly wrong. The right hand reached into the pocket of his pants, took out a smart phone with a moderate screen, unlocked it, and then pressed his fingertips quickly a few times, and then the phone actually came out with a dialing sound!

"Hey, this is the Yishan City Demon Spirit Alarm Center, what's the matter?" such a female voice came out of the white-collar worker's mobile phone and echoed in the silent carriage.

And Wang Yima showed his rough nerves at this moment: "Is there a signal on the mobile phone here? That, who knows the takeaway number? I haven't eaten yet." ”

For Wang Yi's interruption, naturally no one will pick it up, and everyone has focused on the white-collar workers and his mobile phone.

“...... Please answer quickly, or I can sue you for harassing the police. A delicate female voice came from the mobile phone, but the white-collar worker could only stammer.

"This... That one... I think... I guess I was kidnapped. ”

"What do you call this and that? What do you want? Since this gentleman has been kidnapped, how do you make a phone call? Please don't waste time!" The voice was a little indignant, revealing a wave of resentment, and I hated this kind of harassing phone call the most.

"The reason why I was able to make a phone call was... How so? The kidnappers allowed it. As he spoke, he also glanced at Wu Kun's sneering face.

"This gentleman! Please don't joke about it! The time of the police hotline is precious! If you can't successfully report to the police because of a major accident caused by your problem, you will bear legal responsibility! If there is nothing else, I will hang up the phone! Hmph~" snorted coldly, showing her dissatisfaction with the harassing phone calls made by white-collar workers.

"Ahh............h

"What's it! Don't pant too much when you speak! It's not as good as a!"

Maybe it was because of such an agitation, and the consequences were all left behind by white-collar workers: "Actually, I was caught by a ......"

Before he finished speaking, the white-collar worker had no chance to speak, and a bolt of lightning slashed down from the roof of the carriage, ignoring the other people present, and impartially slashed at the position where the white-collar was standing, telling him to shut up his trouble-making mouth.

The white-collar workers naturally don't have the resurrection armor that Wang Yi is equipped with, nor do they have the ability to have any insulators, let alone Rebis, in such a dazzling lightning, there is naturally only a bunch of burnt mosaics left.

Li Ziqi blinked, squatted down and poked the mosaic with his right hand, and then said: "There is no breath at all, it seems that there is no chance of salvation." ”

Excuse me...... Facial paralysis, facial paralysis, but it can be seen that the sand eagle in his hand is holding more and more tightly, but then again, why does he want to bring a gun? Could it be that he wants to be brave? Although the city-state of Yi does not ban guns, it is not so easy to get this kind of large caliber.

And Wang Yi may have been infected by everyone's mentality, and he didn't show anything special, but just muttered in a low voice: "If you don't die, you won't die, can this kind of thing be publicized everywhere?" ”

"I said I didn't mean to, do you believe it?" Wu Kun spread his hands, revealing an innocent look.

At least the Gan Xie wouldn't believe it, and he raised the Desert Eagle in his hand again.

"Cut~ I'm just using that guy's life to remind you that Metro Line 008 is not so easy to ride. Relax, relax, I think you also know that the place we have come to is very special, it is different from our original world, but it has a special connection.

"On Metro Line 008, death is inevitable in every mission, either the death of an enemy or the death of a teammate. A weak person, a weak person who seems to have five combat strength, such a weak person not only did not recognize the reality, but questioned a strong man who might take him to live, do you say that it is natural for him to die?" Wu Kun naturally said his crooked reasoning.

Since this is a crooked reason, Gan Xie naturally shook his head to express his disapproval, the desert eagle in his hand held more and more steadily, ready to shoot at any time, and at the same time he opened his mouth to say the first sentence, his voice was very good with a unique persuasiveness: "No matter where or for what reason, as long as it is not an enemy, it is not right to push people over knowing that it is a fire pit." ”

"Death? No, I didn't let him die! I just used him as a prop, a one-time prop to warn you. On Metro Line 008, I am using the death of one person to increase the chances of survival of the whole team!"