infinite boiling

Chapter 239 Relieving the Headshot Crisis
"If we can't find the reason, we will always be controlled by Alice, and we will always be in danger of headshots. We must fight." Tang Zheng did not want to be controlled by others, and once again stated the status quo of the crisis. Han Zifeng outside the wall, this is his ultimate goal.

Everyone was silent. They knew that someone had to do these things, but every time it was Tang Zheng's turn, they felt very ashamed of him.

"What if Alice senses the destruction of the magic circle?" Han Zifeng said subconsciously. The first thing he thought of was his own safety, but in the end he was despised by everyone.

Zhang Hao's eyes lit up, he looked at Han Zifeng, and immediately rushed over. The latter felt uncomfortable and ran away, but he was too slow, Zhang Hao pinched his shoulders, grabbed his throat and pulled him over.

"Sure enough, it's good to have a bad guy who is taking the blame." How could Tang Zheng not think of experimenting with others, but he just experienced the second game against the enemy, and everyone is still relatively united. He is really not suitable for such a thing. The old Zhang Hao, after being slapped by Han Zifeng on the stone bridge, wished to fix him as soon as possible. Now that he has this opportunity, of course he will not give up.

"You have also seen that this kid does not work hard and only thinks about himself. This time it is his turn to contribute to everyone." Zhang Hao is not stupid, he knows to put Han Zifeng's position on the opposite side of everyone.

In view of Han Zifeng's bad behavior, no one pleaded for him, he was about to despair, suddenly remembered the rules, and yelled, "You can't hurt me, or you will be shot in the head too."

"No, you did it voluntarily." With the steps down, Tang Zheng grabbed Han Zifeng by the collar and pinned him to the ground, "Besides, what Alice said is that you can't attack the Superman team. Suicide and massacre."

"That's right, even if we do it, Alice won't be there anymore, how can I know if you are injured?" Lu Fan kicked Han Zifeng with his toe, "Don't be a coward, hurry up and destroy the magic circle yourself."

"I beg you, let me go." Holding a straight knife, Han Zifeng couldn't let go, and asked his classmates for help, "Are you so indifferent? Just watch me die like this?"

"Squad leader, I admire your courage, so I was preparing to compete just now, but Tang Zheng took all the places in the three competitions in the end." Han Zifeng cried with tears and snot, putting on a miserable look His appearance is incomparable, but it would be fine if he didn't say the last sentence. When he mentioned it, the students all remembered Han Zifeng's behavior of shrinking eggs, and they were even more shameless towards him. They all turned their heads away and didn't look at him.

"Hey, don't insult the dead Gao Meilin, Wang Shang, and Yang Chen, they are our heroes, you scum, go to hell." A girl who is close to Gao Meilin thought of her companion who was headshot, and spit directly on the bed. on Han Zifeng's face.

Han Zifeng had been pampered since he was a child, but he had never suffered such humiliation. He suddenly felt sick, and when his crying face changed, he was about to get angry, but he spit again and hit him in the face.

"You still don't know how to repent? Bah." The students finally found an outlet to vent their feelings, accusing Han Zifeng one after another, as if everyone was unified in this way.

Although the high school students were impassioned just now, there are two or three students who are extremely anxious. They neither want to participate in the competition nor be looked down upon. Zhengcai regrets the deaths of Gao Meilin and Wang Shang. These two children are qualified to be companions.

"Hurry up." Seeing Han Zifeng being spurned, Zhang Hao took pleasure in his misfortune, picked up the straight knife and stuffed it into his hand, then took off his clothes.

Han Zifeng didn't have the guts to cut his own skin, his mind was in a mess, and he immediately turned on him, grabbed the straight knife and stabbed Zhang Hao.

"Damn it." Zhang Hao was startled, and punched him on the chin, knocking out a few teeth, and cursed, "You kid still wants to rebel."

"It seems that it's okay to hurt someone else's body, Zhang Hao, you do it." Tang Zheng would not do it himself anyway, and acted righteously.

"Huh?" Zhang Hao, who was about to hit Han Zifeng again, was stunned, scratching his hair and didn't want to do it. Just as he was about to find an excuse to go for a walk, the eyes of the students began to turn into contempt.

"I'm afraid of a ghost." Zhang Hao couldn't stand this kind of contempt, picked up the straight knife, and drew a straight line on the magic circle on Han Zifeng's shoulder.

Han Zifeng wanted to scream in pain, but Tang Zheng pinched his cheek quickly, making him whine.

"Is it alright?" Zhang Hao wiped off his sweat and asked, he was still scared after all, and the wound was very shallow.

"At the very least, the magic circle should be erased or destroyed. I'm afraid it's not enough to just draw a straight line." Lu Fan put forward his own suggestion, "It should destroy more than half of the magic circle before it will fail."

Lu Fan guessed right, the magic circle will only fail if it is destroyed by more than half.

The green gas in the venom pool is not as simple as it seems. As long as the creature is inhaled into the body and contaminated on the skin, a magic circle will be formed on the shoulder. At this time, Alice can not only explode their heads at will by remote control, And immune to any of their attacks.

"Scratch this piece of skin?" Zhang Hao gestured, thinking about how to use the knife, "Why don't you get an anesthetic injection?"

"It's the quickest way to peel it off, one hour, not much time to waste." Lu Fan took off her protective clothing, exposed her shoulders, and said helplessly, "Actually, whether it's useful or not, as long as his head doesn't blow up, we have to Peel off the magic circle."

The students were terrified, hugged their shoulders unconsciously, and shuddered at the thought of the pain of peeling their skin.

"I only have ten anesthetics." Li Xinlan sighed, not enough.

"I have, unfortunately, you can't perform the scene of bone scraping and healing." Tang Zheng teased, took out the anesthetic, and injected Han Zifeng with one.

"What a waste." Zhang Hao muttered, and began to peel the skin. The students watched the bloody scene, but they no longer had the desire to vomit, they were used to it.

Tang Zheng didn't deny it. In fact, he wasn't being kind, but he didn't want the subject to faint. Otherwise, what if he missed some details?
Three minutes later, Zhang Hao, who was sweating profusely, peeled off the whole piece of Han Zifeng's skin branded with the magic circle, without causing a headshot. This situation made everyone heave a sigh of relief.

"It seems that there is no problem. Let's do it, Lu Fan. Endure the pain." After injecting the little loli with anesthesia, Tang Zheng took out a scalpel and disinfectant alcohol, and started working.

Seeing the skin on little Lolita's shoulders being peeled off bit by bit, the students who were still resisting timidity also compromised. They didn't want to be called cowards.

"Without the danger of headshots, shall we still participate in the third game?" Xu Guanlin stared at the Superman team opposite. They seemed to have not noticed this detail, and they all sat listlessly.

"If you don't participate, I'm afraid you can't leave this room, unless you can kill Alice here. Look at the hundreds of armored knights and poker guards. Although their IQs are low, their force value should not be underestimated, and they can be completely consumed. Let's." Ying Shangwu, who was picking up the magic circle for Li Xinlan, was not optimistic about the combat power of these students, "Besides, you are not afraid that the Superman team will take advantage of the fire? Anyway, you will kill them in the end, why not participate in the game."

"That's the only way." Xu Guanlin sighed, how many people will die in the last match.

"Don't worry, 21 vs. 11, we have a good chance of winning." Yue Tong encouraged everyone, and looked at Tang Zheng, "Head teacher, can you give me some food?"

Qin Yan stayed beside Bai Guo's body, took out the relics from the space backpack, sorted them carefully, and then threw the food over.

Pang Meiqin, who had been silent all this time, finally had a chance to express herself. She immediately opened her backpack and contributed all her reserves.

"FU.CK, what's going on with these orientals? They even gave food to the 'chips', do you want to eat me up?" Brandt thumped the ground, but he had to distribute the food, otherwise the morale would drop again up.

"This kind of forced team battle is the most troublesome. You will never be able to actively choose your teammates." Andrew also looked depressed.

"They seem to be performing some evil rituals? Cut off the skin?" The man with glasses has been observing the Eastern team, but he couldn't see clearly because of the wall of people.

"What are you afraid of? I heard that in the Qing Dynasty, an organization called Yihequan, which helped the Qing Dynasty and destroy foreigners, also called for invulnerability, but in the end it was defeated by the muskets of our foreigners!" Brandt didn't care about these things, he Was thinking that Alice could blow anyone's head off, but had no clue.

"Have you had enough rest? Lowly human bugs." Alice led a group of ghost maids into the room, then snapped her fingers, and a stone door opened, "You will reach the room of the third game from here, don't Don't waste time, act quickly."

"Run, the one who goes first may have the advantage." Tang Zheng sprang up from the ground and ran towards Shimen with his head buried. Ying Shangwu followed closely behind, and Brandt also ran out like a cheetah.

The others were like ants crowded together, scrambling to squeeze into the stone gate.

Qin Yan took one last look at Bai Guo's body, entered the tunnel, and the stone door fell with a bang, locking the blood of severed fingers and the body all over the ground in the dungeon of Castlevania forever.

Another 500-meter dark corridor, without any light, only the sound of heavy panting and running footsteps lingering in the ears, everyone is running with all their strength, afraid of falling behind.

Brandt only ran 50 meters and passed Tang Zheng, which made him very happy. The opponent's body was really bad, but when he reached 200 meters, Brandt knew that he had been beaten before he could get rid of the guy behind him. played.

"This boy from the east couldn't get rid of me physically, so he deliberately put on a posture of fighting for the first place to let me be tricked into chasing him, and then he followed me when I passed, so that I could step on landmines and also You can reach the location of the third game at almost the same time." Brandt thought of all this in a flash, and almost died of anger, this kid is too treacherous.

(End of this chapter)