Forces of Temptation

Yuan, Ming and Qing knew that they needed to gain trust as quickly as possible.

Li Yinhang, who is not far from the cat in the corner, has already tried and wrong for him.

Answer "I don't know", in Nanzhou's hands, there is a high probability that he will not die.

According to the data, although he is not a human being, he does not have an addiction to murder in general.

Yuan Mingqing raised his hands, mentally and verbally putting himself and Nan Zhou in the same line: "My name is Yuan Mingqing, just like you. I don't know anything."

Nan Zhou held onto his neck and shoved him against the wall.

This body of Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties is far superior to ordinary people, but it was hit by a real material like Nan Zhou, and a golden star danced in front of her eyes. Only then did his distracted eyes reluctantly focus on Nan Zhou's icy eyes.

“… lied to me.”

Yuan, Ming and Qing were suffocating and restless, and their minds turned fast.

He was confident that he had not shown any mistakes.

He just hid his whereabouts at first, and didn't show up as unsuspectingly as Li Yinhang did.

So after being smashed by Nanzhou, Nanzhou refused to immediately believe his own words as he believed in Li Yinhang.

But he was only suspicious.

He had no reason to kill himself.

So, Yuan Mingqing swallowed a **** spit and looked Nan Zhou in the eyes: "Do you think this car has been driven for too long?"

He raised his hand, panting slightly, and clenched Nanzhou's steel-like wrist bone.

"Instead of worrying about why I didn't show up in the first place, think about where this car is going."

Yuan, Ming and Qing are gambling.

Betting that you are lucky enough, that Nanzhou still needs teammates and partners, betting that the value of calmness and intelligence that he has shown at this moment is worth letting him use him as a temporary partner.

…I have to say, he made the right bet.

Nan Zhou's hand left his throat.

After the slight pressure disappeared, the oxygen was finally able to flow in smoothly.

Yuan Mingqing took a deep breath greedily, leaned against the wall, and barely stood up straight.

Li Yinhang looked at the two men arguing, not knowing whether to run or stay, so he sneaked a crimson safety hammer, held it upside down in his hand, put his back behind him, and continued to hide in the corner Spy on the situation.

The scene is deadlocked for a while.

Nanzhou didn't know anything about this type of transportation, so he went to study the scenery outside the window, trying to determine their location by the scenery outside the window.

Yuan, Ming and Qing took advantage of Nan Zhou's back to them.

He raised his hand and quietly made a move to Li Yinhang.

—Come here, come to me.

Li Yinhang noticed his movement, hesitated a little, glanced at Nan Zhou, and did not dare to move rashly.

Yuan, Ming and Qing are not in a hurry.

He has this confidence.

Compared with the current Nan Zhou, who is full of vigilance and has a strange temperament, he believes that he is more like a normal person.

Since this Li Yinhang has completely lost his memory, it is also very interesting to seize this gap and pull her, who knows nothing, into his own camp, and push her and her former teammates to kill each other. Isn't it.

Nanzhou, standing by the window, could not see any people or buildings.

He only saw the long and curved track in the distance climbing up the mountain, extending along the undulating terrain, and there was a long tunnel several kilometers away, waiting for this track to follow Orbital motion steel monster swallowed it.

The sun shines brightly outside, but the road ahead is hidden in lush shadows, making it difficult to see.

No one knows where they end up.

Yuan, Ming and Qing on the other side were standing upright against the wall, but they had all kinds of ideas and calculations in their hearts.

There is no time limit for this PVP, so this only represents a kind of story direction—

Before your own spirit is completely infiltrated by this weird apocalyptic world, kill all the opponents and win the game.

Then, they are completely dominant, they can gain their trust while gradually infiltrating and delaying time.

Whether it is to infect them with the so-called [Doomsday Syndrome], there is no cure, let them become part of this apocalyptic world, or kill them, they can successfully clear the level and complete the mission .

Since the goal was determined, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties came up with the corresponding plan without stopping.

His mind has always been delicate, and soon he felt a little trouble again.

—By the way, they all have amnesia.

Then, the act of exhaling the item bar and taking the item will easily reveal the fact that she has not lost her memory.

For me, it means disabling the props.

This is indeed a little trouble worth considering.

Fortunately, this restriction is the same for both of them.

During Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties, when he was advancing his ideas in an orderly manner, Nan Zhou suddenly moved and walked towards the front of the car.

Seeing him moving, Li Yinhang first subconsciously shrank back, realizing that his target was not himself, so he couldn't help asking him, "Where to?"

Nan Zhou did not answer her interest.

In front of him was a scene he had never seen before.

He was surrounded by people he had never met.

He came out of Never, and fell for no reason into another completely unfamiliar place.

He is curious, but the intuition of the beast makes him put the question of survival at the top of the list.

He first needs to figure out where this is and where they are going.

Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties saw that Li Yinhang was abandoned by Nan Zhou again, and he was in a good mood.

Although his head was still a little dizzy, he took the initiative to seize the opportunity and approached her: "Miss Li, I-"

He didn't finish his words.

bang—

When the gunshot rang out, it was accompanied by the cracking sound of the window glass.

When the echoes came all the way and broke into their eardrums arrogantly, they still carried a suffocating aura that made people's legs and feet go weak.

The sound came from the front of the car.

Nan Zhou stopped and his eyes fell on the nameplate next to him.

They were in carriage 13.

Li Yinhang and Yuan Ming and Qing Dynasties came from the rear of the car.

The first 13 sections of the front of the car are areas that none of them have ever set foot in.

The sound of gunfire made Li Yinhang tremble like a pendulum, and he almost failed to grasp the hammer in his hand.

Nan Zhou glanced at her.

She was very nervous, staring blankly at Nan Zhou, and looked at him for a long time.

It wasn't until Nan Zhou glanced at Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties and made a straight line with him with the shortest distance, Li Yinhang guessed the meaning of Nan Zhou—

Let's stay next to Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties, what are you waiting for?

Yuan Mingqing was too lazy to pay attention to her thoughts.

Because he soon saw a silver-haired figure with a short gun and a smear of blood on his cheeks appearing on the other side of the empty carriage.

His heart twisted slightly.

—Only him? What about Tang Song?

The gunshot just now...?

Jiang Fang also saw three people.

Especially Nanzhou, who stood straight in the center of the carriage, never escaping or retreating.

But he did not stop for a moment, and the path came straight.

Because there is no long-range weapon that can be countered, none of the three of them took the initiative to come forward, but just stood there and waited.

In the props warehouse of Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties, there were as many as a dozen long-range firearms. The combined light and heavy firepower was enough to blast this car into two parts.

The small, single-action rhino revolver in Jiang Fang's hand was simply not enough in his eyes.

But like the previous conception of Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties, as long as he opens the props library and uses weapons, he will inevitably reveal his fault.

Although I missed this opportunity, it is a pity, but Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties will not regret it.

He knows that the audience is not a fool.

Between life and death, there is no need for him to copy out a weapon and risk revealing his identity.

Jiang Fang was brisk. He passed through seven or eight carriages in one breath, and stood still when he was only one carriage away from Nanzhou.

Nan Zhou looked at this young man with a special appearance, but he was very special and good-looking.

Jiang Fang also looked at his face with interest, and asked the first question: "Who are you?"

However, without waiting for Nan Zhou to answer, he continued the second half of the sentence indifferently: "...Forget it, it's quite troublesome."

After he finished speaking, he pulled the ram: "Kill them all."

After all, he really did not hesitate, turned the muzzle of the gun, aimed without aiming, and aimed a shot at Nan Zhou's head!

He has spent many years in the chaotic underground world and is quite skilled at fiddling with firearms.

He saw that Nanzhou was the most special of them.

Especially when his eyes met him, he found himself insane for a moment.

Such a special person deserves the most special treatment.

The moment the smell of roasted blue and gunpowder diffused, Nan Zhou's figure had disappeared from his range.

The heat of the bullet passed through his raised black hair, and Nan Zhou swooped in front of Jiang Fang, holding up the hand he raised the gun with one hand, and the other reaching towards him like lightning He was so fragile that he could not help grasping the throat, which was well protected by the black choker.

But Jiang Fang is by no means inferior in terms of responsiveness.

After pulling the trigger, Jiang Fang immediately moved, pulled down the ram, and prepared the second bullet.

When the wrist was lifted to a high place uncontrollably, Jiang Fang immediately released his hand, let the gun fall, and grabbed it with the other hand in the air. Belly is another shot!

Jiang Fang swiftly turned his head, bypassing Nanzhou's beast attacking his throat.

The bullet also missed, and slid hotly against the waist of Nanzhou.

Once you're close to your body, there's only room for hand-to-hand combat.

Nan Zhou moved his legs, one knee hooked Jiang Fang's calf, and the other slammed into his lower abdomen.

If this hit is real, the person may only have the spleen ruptured on the spot.

But the strength of the leg was halfway, and it was cut off by another long leg.

Two pairs of hard bones and slender legs collided, Jiang Fang raised his hand and grabbed his hair, looking down at this face.

Nan Zhou was taken aback.

He didn't expect to grab the hair.

Such an unintentional action adds a touch of ambiguity beyond the picture to the rising murderous intent.

To block this attack, Jiang Fang had already estimated Nan Zhou's means, and without fighting, he retreated, and at the moment of rapid retreat, he was loaded again.

Nan Zhou dodged twice in a row, but he also saw how powerful the thing he had in hand. He stood on the spot, no longer rushed forward, but silently planned the route for the next avoidance and attack .

Jiang Fang stared at Nanzhou and cut to the chase: "What's wrong with you?"

Nanzhou also answered straight to the point: "You are sick."

There is only one Nanzhou in Jiang Fang's eyes: "Did you come to this place suddenly?"

Nan Zhou stared at his muzzle: "Hmm."

Jiang Fang smiled, half pressing down the muzzle with one hand and holding the other hand on his chest, posing a rather sincere gesture: "I'm sorry, please forgive me. Also please be more careful with me, When I opened my eyes, I was suddenly in an unfamiliar place, I was handcuffed, and a mentally ill person tried to kill me.

Because Li Yinhang knew that he was a pure weak chicken, he resisted death and did not believe it.

After all, she felt that Jiang Fang was more like the "mentally abnormal person".

In Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties, because she wanted to win over Li Yinhang, she patted her as a sign of comfort, and at the same time stuck her head out from the narrow hiding place between the carriage connection and the carriage.

He wanted to know if the person he said "tried to kill" him was Tang Song.

Who would have thought that as soon as Yuan Mingqing moved, Jiang Fang raised his hand without warning, pulled the trigger in his direction neatly, and at the same time pitifully showed weakness to Nan Zhou: " ...you see, it's allergies like that."

The ballistic trajectory was slightly skewed, breaking a whole piece of glass behind Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties.

In order to make herself more like a real player, Yuan Mingqing deliberately made a furious look, and scolded three-point and seven-point falsely: "Damn, don't go too far!"

"Ah. I'm sorry." Jiang Fang's mouth still had a polite smile, "But I said 'please be careful about me'."

Between the extreme surprises, Yuan Ming and Qing Dynasties had clear doubts for the first time.

After their observation and data collection, the player Jiang Fang has an unknown personality, looks pleasant on the surface, always smiling, has been following Nanzhou, proficient in gambling skills, high-level skills, is a relative personal experience Sophisticated smart people.

Their knowledge about Jiangfang is limited to this.

If Jiang Fang did not enter "Gravity" from beginning to end, then he is outside, once he encounters an emergency that endangers his personal safety, is he such a person?

…a high functioning psychosis?

The author has something to say:

Brother Fang, a person who is very mentally ill w