Terror broadcast

The windbreaker that catches Su Bai's eyes can already show that its style and style are really at an extremely high level. Although Su Bai has no money now, since he was a child, Young Master Su has always been born with a golden spoon. Yes, the taste and style are naturally very high, and the eye for seeing things is naturally not bad.

However, it is ironic enough. From the side, Su Bai does have good taste, and this windbreaker did not disappoint Su Bai, or it was a big surprise for Su Bai.

As soon as Su Bai stepped on the steps of the elevator, he immediately felt the temperature behind him suddenly freezing. This coldness did not come from the surface of the body, but a tremor from the depths of his soul. , just like the trembling feeling when a moth approaches a candle and the soul is on the verge of death.

Without looking back, and with no time to look back, Su Bai's body sank suddenly, ready to rush upstairs. He had to leave this floor as soon as possible and return to the upper floor. The changes outside the scope of the main plot made Su Bai really... Very headache.

However, the speed of that thing was faster than Su Bai. The dummy actually flew up and stopped in the middle of the stairs in the blink of an eye, intercepting Su Bai.

The windbreaker on the dummy obviously has the ability to stay in the air. His feet were suspended on the elevator, with no expression or eyes, and he was looking at Su Bai coldly. But this feeling made people feel that it was showing disdain. in a sneer.

"Fuck, you cheated, and you can still fly." Su Bai shook his head speechlessly, and at the same time, his body's center of gravity began to slowly sink.

"Whoosh!"

A sound that broke through the air came,

The dummy quickly got close to Su Bai and grabbed Su Bai's neck with one hand at an extremely fast speed.

Su Bai immediately supported the elevator handrail with both arms and jumped backwards with a flip. However, when Su Bai just stood firm on the ground, the dummy flew all the way and met Su Bai again, flying in a straight line. The speed is definitely much faster than Su Bai.

"Buzz!"

A trembling sound came, and the windbreaker on the dummy suddenly fell off at this moment. Immediately, the sleeves of the windbreaker flicked and hit Su Bai's neck. This really caught Su Bai off guard. Who could have expected this? Clothes can actually hit people on their own? Moreover, the beating hurt so much?

"boom!"

The blow was very heavy, and Su Bai was thrown away again. He fell hard on the hard tile floor and slid for more than ten meters. Ever since he came to this floor, Su Bai didn't even remember that it was him. This was the first time I was whipped out like this.

The windbreaker returned to the dummy again, and the dummy regained its ability to move.

As if a cat was playing with a mouse, the dummy walked towards Su Bai step by step.

It was as if he had endured loneliness for an unknown amount of time, and suddenly a toy appeared in front of him, so he planned to play with it to his heart's content and was reluctant to smash the toy in one go.

After Su Bai experienced the previous fight with another dummy in a red suit, he was really scarred and had spent most of his energy. He really felt powerless.

The dummy walked to Su Bai, squatted down, stretched out his hand, and grabbed Su Bai's neck;

Su Bai didn't resist, he just stared at the dummy calmly, no, at the windbreaker on the dummy.

The dummy stood up, lifted Su Bai up, and seemed to be looking at his toy carefully.

Some people, some things, and their thinking patterns really cannot be substituted into the utilitarian thinking of ordinary characters, especially some indigenous people in the story world. As an audience, it is difficult to understand and empathize with the years before the story mission begins. What kind of living condition do they live in? If it is a story world with an ecosystem, that would be fine. But for this type of story world, it is estimated that horror broadcasters will be in eternal loneliness before they use it as a story scene. They are in a closed state, so it is not surprising at all to torture these natives into psychosis.

Wisps of coldness spread out from Su Bai's body. This was the breath of cold poison. Su Bai didn't resist or resist, but it didn't mean that Su Bai was going to sit back and die. With Su Bai's character, even if he reached the end of his rope, , he will also use his last bit of strength to bite off the enemy's ears.

This time, Su Bai jumped out of the trap inexplicably. He couldn't blame others. The key was that Su Bai's own resistance in the illusion was too high. Even when he broke through the illusion as quickly as possible, he felt like he was sleepwalking. If you go to the next level and deviate from the main line of the story, you will inevitably be punished. Just like a character in a story who never appears after appearing at the beginning, the person listening to the story may ask about the story near the end. Why has that character never appeared?

The storyteller will not say that he has forgotten, but will just casually make up the simplest and most trouble-free ending for that character:

Oh, that man, he's dead.

This fits the character of horror broadcasting very well.

The sleeves of the windbreaker kept kneading Su Bai's body. The feeling of flesh and blood and the feeling of a living body made it feel very novel. This was a living body that it had never seen before, and it was full of curiosity about it. At the same time, he is also full of jealousy and hatred,

Why can you have flesh and blood?

Why can you have temperature?

Why can you have life?

Why can you have freedom?

Why don't I have everything you have?

Why is this!

The cuff pin of the windbreaker was deliberately inserted into Su Bai's neck. Seeing Su Bai's blood constantly flowing out, it became more and more excited. The temperature and color of the blood symbolized the state of life. The windbreaker was wanton. As he played with it, blood holes were poked out on Su Bai's body, like a tireless child, playing with his toy wantonly, even harming it. Anyway, in Feng Yi's heart, this toy, in the end, was It will be destroyed by itself. It does not allow a toy to have so many things that it does not have.

“Amusement parks are the holy places in every child’s heart;

Play is also the release of human nature;

Many adults, when they were children, did not have enough conditions to go to amusement parks, so it is more or less a pity;

Many children always feel that they don't have enough time to play in the amusement park, and they have to go back every time without having fun;

Therefore, the amusement park is also a place full of dreams and fantasies. Every toy, every game console, every prop, every coin input, and the sounds they emit are all so beautiful. So fascinating......"

At this moment, the sound of the terrorist broadcast sounded in Su Bai's ears.

Su Bai was stunned, and at the same time he felt ecstatic. They had found the clown card, and they had completed the main task 2. This also meant that the rest of the audience was about to come down and enter this level. By then, their chances of survival would be even greater. Big.

"Two people sleep here forever, and their dreams merge with the amusement park to form a more beautiful picture and moment.

Human life is not about length, but quality. If given the opportunity, choosing one kind of eternity or another kind of momentary youth is an interpretation and respect for life.

Now, please go to the next floor. The two floors below are all clothing specialty areas, but every piece of clothing here has its own character.

Yes, character;

These two layers are all clothes with characters. Some of them are transformed by the undead, some are covered by ferocious beasts, and some are exiled magic weapons.

But without exception, they are born with a kind of disgust and rejection of life.

After all, they are dead things, and you are living creatures.

The meaning of their existence is to turn all lives that try to pass through these two levels into existences as cold as themselves, and accompany them to endure the endless loneliness and loneliness in these years;

Main mission 3: Pass the third and second floors and enter the bottom floor within 24 hours.

Listeners, I will be waiting for you at the bottom. Now, five listeners have left us, and there are still ten listeners left. I am looking forward to seeing how many people can finally reach the bottom successfully.

real,

Am looking forward to……"

"Hiss..."

A gust of wind blew, and the red suit that Su Bai had hit on the ground floated and returned to its original position. At the same time, all the pieces of the dummy that Su Bai had smashed to pieces on the ground also disappeared. It dissipated, regrouped, and stood at its original position.

This is clearing the place.

Because the next scene of the plot will happen here.

Everything must be restored to its original state.

The listeners on the upper floor are already waiting at the elevator entrance and are ready to come down. What they will face is the next life and death level prepared for them by the horror broadcast;

The black trench coat in front of Su Bai gradually separated from the dummy at this time and was about to return to its original place. The dummy also retreated directly into the distance.

However, Su Bai, who had been silent before, suddenly opened his mouth and let out a sharp roar,

The cold air that had been soaked around him was completely boiling at this time, and layers of frost kept covering it up like a facial mask, so fast that it was simply staggering.

The black windbreaker was imprisoned in the air forcibly. Blood began to overflow from the corners of Su Bai's eyes, and there was a flush on his face. After all, his condition was already in poor condition, and the zombie cold poison in his body was forced out. Undoubtedly, it pushed the already poor body further to the edge of the cliff.

But Su Bai is like this. If you bite me, I will risk my life to bite you back.

come,

Don’t you treat me like a toy?

come,

Don’t you think you can knead me as much as you want?

come,

Let me see,

I am a listener, and no matter how formatted the scene of horror broadcast is, it will not format me, but what about you?

what are you?

An indigenous windbreaker in the story world,

I really think you can go to heaven! ! ! ! ! !