Director Meng Lingrui said in a calm tone: "I don't have any prejudice against Zhang Guangmu. ”

"I'm different from Cao Guan, and I didn't target him in "The World of Corpses."

"In this play, the relationship between all the characters is normal."

Speaking of which, she finally explained: "In this play, the key to the test in the first act is reason." ”

"Calm and precise judgment is where the way to survive lies."

"The people in Zhang Guangmu's classroom ......"

"Not so lucky."

"Geng Qingou has a key prop in his hand, which can make the dark corpse] forced to sleep for three minutes, but he died before he could use it."

"Originally, the dark corpse was set to sleep for three minutes, but it was disturbed that it woke up early......

"Otherwise, under normal circumstances, time is completely sufficient."

Hearing this, Zhou Mo was stunned......

Regarding the setting of the monster, he did not comment.

However, the name "Geng Qingou" is too unfamiliar to Zhou Mo, and he has no impression at all.

He racked his brains before finally connecting this name with the "heart-digging boy" who had spoken to Zhang Guangmu before.

Although the boy surnamed Geng did not have any role after his appearance, only a few lines, he also showed good insight, and compared with those who also appeared in the "second class" classroom with Zhang Guangmu, he was already an elite.

It's a pity that he wasn't very lucky, he was dragged down by his pig teammates, and after the monster named Dark Corpse woke up, he was the first to kill.

"Understood."

The silver light of Zhou Mo's incarnation squirmed, and there was curiosity in his voice: "So, the next thing is the convergence of the two survivor teams?" ”

"Wang Shangqing's performance over there is not bad, if he can meet Zhang Guangmu, it should be more interesting."

Compared with the game between the subconscious actors and the monsters, Zhou Mo, who is full of bad tastes, prefers to watch the tearing drama between the members of the protagonist group because of different ideas.

Whether it is a clear dispute or a secret fight, Zhou Mo is looking forward to it.

Especially......

Both Wang Shangqing and Zhang Guangmu have worked with him.

Zhou Mo has some understanding of the abilities, temperaments and subconscious traits of these two people.

Unlike Ma Wu, Wang Shangqing has a more domineering personality, and is never willing to submit to anyone, and the more critical he is, the more willing he is to believe in himself, rather than entrusting his life and death to others.

It's okay when the teams on both sides are fighting on their own......

If both parties come together......

At that time, the opponents that the leading actors had to face were probably not just monsters called Dark Corpses.

The sinister human heart is not weaker than the corpse by half a point!

Thinking of this, Zhou Mo was in a happy mood, although he turned into a silver light cluster, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but start to rise.

"Wrong."

Meng Lingrui, who was incarnated as a golden light cluster, called out to his assistant and took out a virtual map: "This building is designed with two corridors. ”

"Both squads are on the east and west sides, and they can all go up the nearest staircase."

"It's completely impossible to break down the door on the first floor."

"So...... When the two teams meet depends on what the leaders of both teams think. ”

Hearing this, Zhou Mo's interest became more and more intense.

Unknown, hopeless, contradictory, fearful......

Together, these factors render the snow-white painting of art.

Next, it's to see how Zhang Guangmu, Wang Shangqing, Ma Wu, Jon, and Li Fengling splash ink!

……

The first floor of the building.

West Head.

Zhang Guangmu didn't pretend to be a master without talking like before.

After the first act, the information and information that should be gathered are almost in hand.

At this moment, Zhang Guangmu had already made a judgment that just by relying on his own and Jiang Ling's words, he would not be able to kill 100% of the second floor, and there was a high probability that he would be torn apart by those living corpses on the way!

So......

After taking a breath, Zhang Guangmu took the initiative to speak.

"It's a reality show or a live experiment."

Zhang Guangmu spoke coldly, attracting everyone's attention: "There are deliberate traces everywhere. ”

Hearing this, the survivors at the scene had different expressions.

Some people are ignorant and have palpitations.

Someone frowned and listened quietly.

Some people also opened their mouths, as if they wanted to vent their pent-up fears through words: "What about the evidence? You're not going to jump to a conclusion with a bang on the head, are you? ”

The boy who spoke had a pair of impressive triangular eyes, about 1.77 meters tall, his hair was slightly curly, his cheeks were fleshless, and his cheekbones were protruding, which looked a little mean.

Zhang Guangmu looked at the boy who was a good boy.

Because Zhang Guangmu himself is a senior bar, such an annoying low-level bar can't break his defense.

Even......

Sometimes, with some inexplicable malicious remarks, if you make good use of it, the other party is forced to become your own "praise".

The corners of Zhang Guangmu's lips rose slightly, and he said in a flat tone: "In the classroom or room with the 'second class' sign, only two people survived. ”

"When I was escaping, I noticed that all the glass windows in the second class classroom were reinforced explosion-proof glass and completely locked."

The boy was a little unconvinced, and when he heard this, he immediately ran to the glass window of the security room and slammed two punches.

Boom! Boom!

Two muffled sounds.

There is not a trace left on the glass windows.

He was still unconvinced, so he immediately took off his shirt, wrapped his fist, and pounded the glass window with punches like punching a sandbag.

Frankly......

Although this person is a bar master and does not look very good, his boxing skills are quite standard, and there is no trace of amateurs in sight, and he is obviously a person who has undergone professional training.

"Don't waste your energy."

Zhang Guangmu's choice of time node is very in place.

He didn't immediately dissuade him, but let the other party punch more than twenty times before he said in a leisurely tone: "Obviously, this is OEU28 explosion-proof glass, and the bazooka can't be exploded, even if you hammer your hand to a broken bone here, it won't help." ”

Hearing this, the boy who was originally very dissatisfied with Zhang Guangmu immediately stopped.

He had already realized after five or six punches that he couldn't smash the window.

He just needed a step down.

Even so, the boy was still skeptical: "Okay! Even if the window is of good quality, then why do you say it's a reality show]? ”

Zhang Guangmu didn't explain, just raised his foot slightly.

Boom ......

A pair of shackles fell to the ground.

Originally......

I don't know when, Zhang Guangmu has already untied the shackles that imprisoned him!

Syllable!

Without waiting for everyone to speak, Zhang Guangmu slapped a bunch of keys on the table: "I just found it." ”

"There are only shackles, no handcuffs."

"Still, it's pretty good."

"It freed our legs."

Ma Wu, who was standing next to him silently observing everyone, couldn't help but nod secretly.

The decision to insist on saving Zhang Guangmu's brothers and sisters is indeed correct!

Speaking of this, Zhang Guangmu smiled: "I have just observed, the power of those living corpses is very exaggerated, they can directly tear people into two pieces with their bare hands, and their movement speed is not slow, but their flexibility is lacking, their joints are stiff, and it is not convenient to turn." ”

"After freeing our legs, when we face a living corpse again, the probability of surviving can be increased by at least ten percentage points!"

Except for the boy who hurriedly took the key to unshackle himself, everyone present did not rush to act.

Everyone listened quietly to Zhang Guangmu's speech, for fear that they would miss half a sentence.

This kind of key information, at a critical juncture, is likely to be the "trick" to survive!

Finally, the boy untied the shackles and took the initiative to hand the bunch of keys to the people around him.

He raised his hands, which were still handcuffed, rubbed his side face with the back of his hand, and walked in front of Zhang Guangmu with his head down: "You...... You are right. ”

"I was wrong."

"I'm sorry."

There are two more chapters in the evening, and today's plus more does not consume plus more cards