Don’t Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin

The warm blood splashing from the communication window stained Yuan Benshan's half of his face brightly.

He printed the corners of his lips with his thumb and was swollen.

He glanced down at Gan Tang, who had fallen to the ground, and thought about it, still came forward and helped her up.

Gan Tang had fainted. Fortunately, a layer of glittering substance condensed at the wound, which looked like a broken glass sacral section, and there was no bleeding.

Gan Tang's eyes were closed and his eyes were utterly grey.

Chi Xiaochi rushed to Gan Tang, kneeling carefully: "Sister Tang?"

He shook his hands so hard that he didn't even know why he reacted so much.

When I saw her right leg turned into a pile of broken glass and fell to the side, Chi Xiaochi's head buzzed, and her eyes were dark for a few seconds.

... a few seconds ago.

When he noticed that the situation was wrong, it was Qi Xiaochi who went to hold Yuan Benshan.

In a very short period of time, a complete logical chain was established in Chi Xiaochi.

The organs in the corridor must be triggered by human thermal sensing. Therefore, it is impossible to move the cabinet in instead of triggering the thermal sensing device.

So ... there must be a person in the glass corridor, and because of the terrain restrictions, only the thinnest of them can enter.

The person in charge of "holding hands" at both ends of the communication port must be more than 55 kg.

Only one person over 55 kg can use the terrain to successfully trap people in the slit, let alone two.

Only when the glass corridor is closed can the health door be opened, and the situation is already urgent. The prompt of the drum monkey is undoubtedly the decisive pusher for pushing Jia Siyuan to the dead.

If she managed to escape, who would be willing to walk into the martyrdom unless someone was willing to sacrifice herself?

At that time, everyone will push and pull, fight each other, and even go to the point of killing each other.

No reason for him.

This is the last mission, a one-hour mission.

No one wants to die, so they can only send others to die.

Even if Chi Xiaochi wanted to persuade them, there might still be a living in the room, but at the very moment, how could he convince those who have seized a glimmer of hope to give up hope?

... So this is a complete dead end.

In any case, the clown who observes them outside can see the drama he wants to see: Either forcibly sacrifice one person to open a way of life, as it is now, or several people sit together, complain each other, and coax the other to die.

It took a few moments for Chi Xiaochi to build a logical chain in his head, and then he began to think about how to deal with it.

In such a short period of time, to keep Jia Siyuan's life completely innocent, he could only think of a way to break the wall with violence.

The clown has said that he hates redecorating the interior, which means that if the indoor facilities are destroyed, there will be punishment.

An unknown punishment, compared to a life ...

Chi Xiaochi hesitated for a moment, then got up and took a step, ready to break the terrible piece of glass.

Who would have thought that Gan Tang stopped right in front of him.

She said, I'll come.

Just two simple words, she helped Chi Xiaochi stop a disaster.

Chi Xiaochi held Gan Tang in his arms and called her dumbly: "... Sister Tang?"

Gan Tang was motionless.

Chi Xiaochi felt short of breath and tried her breath with her trembling fingertips.

He doesn't remember how long ago he did this last time, but just remembered how he hated it.

Not hate others, but hate one's incompetence.

Fortunately, the results of the temptation are not bad.

Gantang still has breathing and heartbeat, but the rate is reduced to almost nothing, which is enough to maintain the minimum function of the body.

The energy in his heart was loose, and Ichikochi gasped for breath.

... just now he was about to choke himself.

He lowered his head, buried his face in her hair exuding a delicate fragrance, and whispered, "Sister Tang."

As the breathing ability recovered, Chi Koike's hearing also became normal.

The other side of the room had been arguing, translators from the family and Qiao Yun.

However, because they saw the tragic situation of Gan Tang with their own eyes, they did not dare to take action even if they were arguing.

The Qiang's translation is a very ancient and uncharacteristic personality, and was shocked by the tragic appearance.

He angered a **** Qiao Yun: "You killed her!"

Qiao Yun was trying to wipe the blood out of her mouth, sneer when she heard it, "But I opened the door for you."

Translator's Family: "What other way of life? Anxious to send her to death without first looking?"

"What to look for?" Qiao Yun found that the smell in her mouth was difficult to get rid of, and she retched disgustedly. "You look for it, when Xiao Jia comes out of the passage, we can't find a way out, and you go in and step on the machine for her? "

"What if there is another way?"

"In case not."

"Is it really not, or are you afraid that there will be other clues and you dare not find it?"

"I can go to your mother!" Qiao Yun was fiercely questioned by him. "What do you pretend to be? Noble, when you met that headless ghost last time, why didn't you stay upright and let it eat you?" Why do you run faster than that woman? The old lady blocked you for a while, covered with a fishy smell, your **** is cheap and sell well! If you have the ability, you do n’t enter the door, stay here and watch her keep her corpse ?! "

Meng Gan got a headache after being noisy, snapped a "shut up", and tried to avoid the rotten meat mud in the glass, looked at the other side of the room, and asked Chi Xiaochi: "How is she?"

Chi Xiaochi replied: "Alive."

"I'm okay to find something!" Qiao Yun was really flustered in her heart. She could only rely on bluffing to brave herself and restrain her guilt of killing her life. "I said I don't want to destroy things, what kind of death?"

Chi Xiaochi didn't speak, just raised her eyes and stared at her quietly.

Qiao Yun was shocked by his gaze, but he didn't want to whisper obediently, whispering: "No hero can beat any hero."

Meng Qian scolded dirtyly: "Don't bother! It took 18 minutes in the first room, and you can't pass the next room ?!"

Chi Xiaochi leaned down, intending to carry the comatose Gan Tang on his back.

Yuan Benshan, who had been squatting beside him, took a hand.

He was far less confident than Qiao Yun, tempting to call his eyes: "... pure ... Koike."

Ichi Koike took out a pack of toilet paper from his pocket and handed it to him: "Wipe your face."

Yuan Benshan looked a little surprised: "You don't blame me?"

Chi Xiaochi stared at a void in the back of his head, his lips wriggling a few times, as if thinking about his mind, and as if avoiding his sight: "... Who made the agency so designed?"

Yuan Benshan kept busy and echoed: "Yes, yes."

Chi Xiaochi said: "We are not facing the children in the welfare homes, nor the female ghosts in the castle. The other party is a serial murderer, a psychopath, and we can't reason with him."

Yuan Benshan was so touched by Song Chunyang's understanding of him that he took the initiative to support Gan Tang's waist and moved her unconscious to Chi Xiaochi's back.

When backing Gantang, Chi Xiaochi thought that what they had to deal with was indeed a metamorphosis.

However, this abnormal brainwave that Qiao Yiyuan and the two could respond to in the first place is indeed a strange person.

At that time, Gan Yan, who had not spoken a word, slowly walked towards Chi Xiaochi: "Leave Tangtang to me."

His face was ugly, his expression was faint, but the tip of his nose was exuding cold sweat, not knowing whether he was nervous or angry.

Chi Xiaochi didn't say anything, just carried Gan Tang back up again.

He tried to disperse the sudden weight increase to the maximum, and every next step on the glass, he inevitably stepped on a creak, which caused Yuan Ben to be frightened and frightened.

Fortunately, they passed the door safely.

The door seemed to be eating Jia Siyuan's flesh and blood, absorbing enough nutrients, and when Jia Siyuan was squeezed flat, he looked at the wind and grew, and returned to normal scale. Although there is still a glass wall in the center, the left and right sides are empty Already can guarantee a person's access.

Time is running short, even the translator who is quite vocal about Qiao Yun's practice has no choice but to stay with him, to accompany the blood and mud, or to find a second way that may or may not exist.

After everyone entered the dark door, the door suddenly closed.

They seemed to have entered a small, elevator-like mobile device and were blasted to an unknown distance.

In front of Chi Xiaochi, there was still flesh and blood flowing slowly along the inner wall of the glass, as well as broken glass.

... Gan Tang's right leg fragment was mixed in there and he could never find it again.

He gasped slightly, forcing himself to calm down.

At present, they not only have to break the game, but also take care of the injured Gan Tang.

Gan Tang, she should be fine ... as long as she can get out ...

In the dark, a left hand came out slightly, and clenched his hand.

He turned back instinctively, only to find that Gan Tang's head was still resting on his shoulders, letting him fall asleep.

A very gentle whisper came from his side: "It's not your business. Don't blame yourself."

Pond Koike bowed his head.

He only felt that the hand that came over was colder than hiss, but it was unexpectedly reliable and solid.

Just like every time I contacted Gan Gan, Ichikoike did not feel any discomfort.

He thought, and tilted his head to look at him, but his face was hidden in the deep darkness, which was difficult to distinguish.

And where he couldn't see it, Gan Yan leaned his back against a wall and pressed his right hand firmly to the thigh roots, cold sweat like a waterfall.

If Iko Koike listened just now, he would find his words with a slight painful tremolo.

After about two minutes of vertical and horizontal movement of the elevator device, it stopped moving.

There was a thumping sound, and a violent heartbeat came and went.

Meng Qian: "Stop it?"

The words did not fall, the floor under the feet of several people was suddenly removed!

A tide of horrible weightlessness came.

But the next moment, several people were already standing in the brightly lit room, like a "fall from height" during light sleep. When they thought they were about to fall to death, they opened their eyes and found themselves lying side by side On the bed.

Compared with the room just now, here is much more normal. At least the ground walls are made of concrete. There is an iron door with a large brass lock from the inside. It seems that this is probably the only way to get out.

however……

In the center of the room is a huge closed aquarium with a single person, small rockery, long water grass, lighting, and all facilities. According to its size, it can be used to raise small sharks.

Qiao Yun with blood on her face was sitting in the aquarium.

She hadn't responded to what was going on, and she was stroking the inner wall of the aquarium with a dull face.

Qiao Yun took two shots of the glass and got up again to push the closed top cover tightly. The top cover was locked with locks on all sides. Even if she pushed hard, the cover remained motionless and heavy like a rock.

She fumbled around the aquarium, but couldn't find the exit. She only saw a banner painted in red on the outside. What should be written on it, but she couldn't recognize it from the back.

Until now, she should feel that she is still dull, and she patted the glass with a blue face and asked, "What is written on it?"

Everyone was silent, not even the translator who had just spoken to her.

The banner was painted with countless yellow stars and colorful stripes, a clown jumping out of a scary box, and a sentence written in flower style.

"This is a reward for the player who performed best in the last level!"

Yuan Benshan's face turned pale, and he was slightly grateful to exhale.

Chi Xiaochi carefully lifted the Gantang on his back, walked to the aquarium, and reached out and struck twice.

Unlike ordinary glass in the last world, the quality of the glass here is ridiculously good, and it is completely bulletproof.

In addition to this huge aquarium, there are four small boxes placed at the four corners of the room.

Yuan Benshan walked to one of the boxes, opened the lid, and found a square operation panel about half an inch thin.

Meng Gan opened the box and found the same thing.

He wondered, "Isn't this the kind of gaming ruler that was common when I was a kid."

Indeed, this square plastic plate is very similar to the common game ruler in the kiosk. The ruler's back can be used for measurement, and the front has a long small labyrinth and a small steel ball that can roll freely.

Children who run in class like to play with this kind of ruler, let small steel **** roll from the starting point to the end of the maze, and then return to the starting point from the end.

This operation panel is an enlarged version of this type of game ruler, but the "maze" is larger and the terrain is more complicated.

Meng Qian reached out and took the operation panel out of the box.

Seeing that the situation wasn't right, Gan Min yelled coldly, "Don't move!"

Meng Qian's hand froze in the air.

He also found something wrong.

The operation panel is connected to the bottom of the box by a thin line.

Meng Qian looked closely, and Bai Maohan blew up for a while.

He is not a professional, but as long as I have seen a few police bandits, who can't recognize that this colored plastic thin line is the standard for a bomb?

... if he just cut the line ...

Everyone was stunned. The small speaker on the southeast side of the room suddenly made a sound, shocking everyone.

"Welcome to my Wonderful Gift Lodge-"

It was the voice of the clown.

His tone was full of twisted excitement: "Congratulations on your success in the first level! ~ The winner of our first level has been rewarded! Become a key figure in the second level! Let us applaud her! Bravo! ! "

Qiao Yun scratched the inner wall of the aquarium nervously with both hands, sweating coldly.

"Now ask our winner to find your prize in the rockery !!"

Qiao Yun did not dare to delay time, kneeling on her knees, shaking hands, and found a copper key in the decorative rockery.

... is the key to the outside.

The clown snapped his hand in the microphone: "Now, I will tell you the rules of the game. Look at these four interesting scary boxes. Each of them has a maze plate. Inside the maze plate, there are ways to live, there are. Dead end, there is one very interesting thing-the bomb. "

Meng Gan they hurried to see.

Sure enough, in addition to the small steel **** on the labyrinth plate, there are also a number of dense black round objects distributed at the corners of each labyrinth, and the angles are tricky.

"They are real bombs." The clown grinned. "Be careful, if your little steel ball is on the way to the end, you accidentally touch it-"

A brief silence.

"BOOM !!!!!!"

The sudden rising voice made Qiao Yun scream in fright.

"You have fifteen minutes. Unlock the four boxes and you can open the four locks on the aquarium and take away the treasure you want ~" The clown received the performance effect he wanted, and the laughter grew Weird, "Well, to make it easier for you to calculate time, I will provide you with a more intuitive way."

When Qiao Yun was shocked, he suddenly felt that his hands were wet.

She glanced down and couldn't hold back her fear anymore, screaming.

The water inlet of the aquarium started to inject water!

"After fifteen minutes, if you haven't unlocked the lock yet—" The clown laughed. "The person in the aquarium is my mermaid princess. Hee hee hee."

The communication suddenly broke, and only Qiao Yun screamed and reached out to plug the water outlet, but there was still a steady stream of water overflowing from her fingertips.

Chi Xiaochi knows that mechanical games are weak points among his weaknesses.

So he patted Gan Wei naturally: "Dr. Gan, it's over to you."

Gan Yan knelt down on one knee with her left leg, using her knees as a support point, and braced for a while before laying her right leg on the ground.

He tried to focus on the spirit that was distracted by severe pain, and said quietly, "I try."