Chunjiang himself can't see it, but he can see the barrage.

That's the car.

Bus 498.

Brand new bus 498.

The electric bus, without an engine, came from behind the Spring River, throwing his silent but deadly knives from afar like a killer.

Fortunately, although Chunjiang couldn't hear, he still had vision, and when there was light behind him, he knew that something was wrong, but he couldn't help but avoid it immediately, but tried his best to jump to the side when he could almost feel the wind pressure!

At this distance, it is no longer possible for No. 498 to hit the steering wheel and crash into Chunjiang.

The strategy was very successful, and in the moment of lightning, Chunjiang's heel almost passed by the body.

He turned his head to look and saw that the car was full of people.

It was very different from the first train he had seen before, and this one was full...... There are sitting and standing, there are men and women, old and young.

The only thing they had in common was that they were all staring at him.

Every miserable white face was looking at him silently.

Chunjiang's heart shook. Rising from the ground, no longer retaining his strength as cautiously and slowly as before, and not caring about what was around him, he ran forward quickly.

"What is he doing? There is a problem with the car, do you still want to catch up and tear the bus with your bare hands? "I don't understand that there is a barrage.

But they soon understood why Chunjiang did this.

Because the crisis has already arisen, it will not end so quickly.

A few seconds later, Chunjiang caught up with the 498.

It's not that he suddenly exploded in the middle of a crisis and ran faster than a reporter.

It was the car that actually stopped on the road for no reason.

Chunjiang's heart sank, and he couldn't call it good.

Sure enough, the next second, just after he ran past the front of the car, the door opened.

The ghosts of that car all poured down.

Like flies chasing carrion, they chased in his direction.

Chunjiang secretly scolded in his heart, this copy is really the most difficult among the C books he has played.

The rules were issued by the bus company and placed at the Galaxy Park stop to protect the safety of passengers.

Chunjiang, who judged this from the beginning, perfectly implemented every prohibition in it and survived until now.

However, the bus company is not a public welfare organization, let alone a heavenly master association, and is not responsible for catching ghosts.

In short, their rules just mean that you don't die in the car and don't die when you get off. "Don't kill people in my car" means.

What do you run into after getting out of the car, the rules are not mentioned in a word.

According to that rule, you just have to get out of the car and walk a little longer. In the last part of the road, the player has no rules to protect at all!

He could only run.

Because he really has no other way but to run away at the moment.

He has fought the battle that should be fought.

He will also come to the end of the road that should be taken.

A copy of the C-Rank Arena is like this. Everyone who has played this mode dungeon knows it.

There is no second way to go but to struggle between life and death!

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The good news is that even if they are on the same dungeon, players don't know each other's progress, let alone talk to each other.

Otherwise, if you can see what player 184 is doing now, Chunjiang, who feels that he has been fully prepared, must have collapsed.

About ten minutes ago, Bai Buzhi had already made a completely different choice from Chunjiang.

At that time, there were only two survivors left, Chunjiang was just sitting in his seat, and Bai Buzhi had other measures, and the perspective of the main live broadcast room was cut to the live broadcast room No. 184.

"Let's see if the No. 184 player, who has been silent before, will still be favored by the god of luck, right?" Xiao Xi said.

Since Qiu Xiaokui's tragic death a moment ago, she didn't seem to be particularly happy.

Park Duoduo said with a smile: "It seems that Xiaoxi does have relatively high expectations for the No. 184 player. ”

The subtext of this sentence is, are you a bit of a double standard?

Xiao Xi pulled out a smile: "Because the performance of player No. 184 has proven to us that his thinking is very special, and he is a player who will surprise us." It's just that in the copy of the rules and strange talks, a surprise that is one step away can sometimes turn into a fright. How will the No. 184 player choose next, Xiaoxi is also looking forward to it. ”

It means that this person is just a blind cat and a dead mouse, and then maybe he will go up and be tough with the driver in the same way.

Park Duoduo smiled and didn't argue with her.

He has been a game commentator for many years.

He also watched the battle of player No. 184 in the past 14 days, but that didn't mean anything.

He probably knows the algorithm of the system to select the live broadcast player.

In order to ensure the look and feel of the live broadcast room, about 60% of the average points of the game are higher than other players in the same period, about 30% are like the original GKD robot with different brain circuits, and only about 10% of the players are really randomly selected ordinary players.

He could see Xiao Xi's thoughts, nothing more than that player 184 should be in the second type of funny player.

Funny players usually don't live long, but this one is lucky, so she thinks why she has lived until now, outlived the person she fancies?

But that's not the case.

There is no one in the world who can make it to the end by luck alone.

Those who attribute all the success of others to good fortune are only jealous people who are blinded by the pain of failure.

He watched as player 184 walked over to the driver's side.

"Aren't you scared to drive the bus in the middle of the night?"

The driver did not reply.

This is not surprising, after all, the rules already state that you can't talk to the driver.

In every sense, he has violated the rules. Talking to a bus driver in Sanyuan is easy to cause a traffic accident, but in the dungeon...... It can cause more serious consequences than a traffic accident.

In the midst of a barrage of speculation about his death, player 184 spoke again.

Will the company give more subsidies when working at such times? After all, it's Qingming Festival, or the night shift. ”

The driver still did not speak.

There was a brief gap in the barrage.

Xiao Xi's expression was slightly sluggish.

"And you're driving this train to the fake 'Galaxy Park' station. The real Galaxy Park Station should be the one that passes through the station after driving, right? No one is waiting there at all, I guess, because everyone thinks it's unlucky? ”

In a belated barrage, Player 184 smiled softly at the driver.

"I'm very curious, obviously the bus company knows that there are ghosts, and even knows what ghosts will be encountered, and they also know how to avoid ghosts, why do they want to drive this trip at this time, the 498 bus is destined to have ghosts."

Xiao Xi's face became extremely ugly.

The player cannot speak while speaking, so both microphones are turned off.

Park Duoduo smiled and said a word to Xiaoxi.

"Have you ever thought that a funny player may be the best in his own right?"

The screeching sound of brakes can be heard in the footage.