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"Oh, no." Hearing this, Su Wei immediately shook his head: "I only hurt my right eye, but my leg is fine."

"Then why are you holding on to crutches?" Tik Lee asked curiously, "Didn't you say that your leg wasn't hurt?"

"Who says you can't use a cane if you're not injured." Su Wei gave him a blank look, and retorted: "I finally got this thing, if I don't use it, wouldn't I be smoking for nothing?"

Everyone: "..."

"Okay, brothers, help me fix this thing first, I don't dare to touch my eyes."

"Aren't you afraid of infection?"

"I don't know, let's install it first. Since it is a reward for the yellow ball, there should be no problem."

With the help of everyone, he successfully installed this mechanical eyeball. Although there is no device for receiving signals, according to Su Wei's description, this mechanical prosthetic eye seems to be born in his right eye socket. Not only did he not feel any discomfort, but it gave him the ability to adjust the focus of his sight, which was completely based on his heart.

The players who were worried about driving the red ball to be punished couldn't help but start to move after seeing Solway's wonderful counter-kill, but the one who reacted the fastest was Tripp, while others were still installing prosthetic eyes for Solway Then he quietly came to the clown.

"Mr. Clown, what color ball do you think I can draw?"

clown:"?"

You must be sick when riding a horse. What's the use of asking me this kind of question, and I'm not going to smoke it for you.

"Uh, don't use that look..."

Seeing the foolish expression on the clown, Tripp realized that he seemed to have asked a stupid question, and quickly changed his words: "Mr. Clown, are you ready?"

"What do you mean I'm ready? You're the one who draws the lottery, not me, do you understand?"

"No, why are you reacting so badly? I'm just asking if you're ready. If you're ready, I'll start drawing."

Hearing the other party's innocent accusations, the clown felt his blood pressure soar for the first time, and the corners of his mouth kept trembling: "Okay, stop talking nonsense, or I can pump it for you..."

"Thank you... Ah, no, I can smoke it myself."

Seeing that he was about to play off, Tripp quickly reached into the magic box, and then took out a small white ball from it.

"Oh, white ball!"

clown:"?"

Seeing this scene, the clown almost sat down on the ground with black eyes. At this moment, he felt unprecedented humiliation. If it weren't for the rules, he would have drawn his gun now.

"Hehe, you are so lucky, I hope you can be as good next time."

"Oh, Mr. Clown, thank you so much!"

"..."

Looking at Tripp who whistled and left contentedly, the clown didn't say a word, and his eyes became cold as the anger gradually disappeared.

Boy, I already remember you.

Don't think that this is the end of the matter. How arrogant you are now will be how painful you will be in the future.

But that time is still far away, let your teammates suffer for you now.

hehehe...

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ps: 6.2w has been repaid

A rookie managed to attract aggro without his teammates knowing about it (fog)

Volume 136 Eternal Night Paradise: Chapter 130 Chapter 6 Detonates the Audience ([-]K)

"Haha, look everyone, I also got the Paradise Coin."

When everyone surrounded Su Wei and asked him about the function of his prosthetic eye, Tripp strode back with a white ball in his hand in high spirits, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

No one noticed when he left. After seeing the commemorative coin in the man's hand, everyone was dumbfounded. How could they get the final prize without seeing him for half a minute?

Aware of the curious and surprised eyes of others, Tripp thought he was handsome and reached out to stroke the bangs on his forehead, threw the coin in his hand high into the air and then grabbed it.

"Once, I only used one chance to draw it!" He stretched out a finger, emphasizing the number of times he used to draw the commemorative coin in a brisk tone: "I think this game is quite simple, why don't you Go try it out."

Hearing this, Winterson couldn't help frowning. He wanted to say something, but after seeing the enthusiastic expressions of the others, he finally chose to remain silent.

This guy... actually incited other people's emotions. If he didn't know that he was a member of the players, Winterson would almost have thought that this guy was a spy sent by the clown.

Originally, he wanted to persuade these newcomers not to be dazzled by the temporary false appearance, but it seems that it is useless to persuade them with words, and they have to suffer. won't bark.

Also standing on the sidelines was Zuo Tong, who had never participated in the custom-made prosthetic eyes of the players. After hearing Tripp show off that she had won the grand prize with a shot, she immediately cheered up and looked towards everyone with great interest. cast his gaze in the direction.

Of course, she doesn't care how lucky the other party is. After all, everyone is a member of the same team. It is a good thing for her to get a Paradise Coin, not to mention that she already has a Paradise Coin in her hand. Well, no one can compare to her in terms of luck.

What Zuo Tong really cares about is the obvious provocation and incitement in Tripp's words. You must know that those players whose psychological defense line has been resolved by the experience of Prosthetic Eye Solway are currently in the stage of intense psychological games. Sometimes when he says such things, it will naturally arouse the competitiveness of other people, and at the same time, it will also disintegrate their perception of risks.

As the saying goes: the top.

After doing the math, the three players who played in a row all returned with great victories. Although Winterson, the leader, did not get the Paradise Coin, both Solvay and Tripp got the final reward, which would make The players who came later were very embarrassed. It was okay if they got it, but wouldn't it be embarrassing if they couldn't get it?

So, she can watch a wonderful show...

Sure enough, when they heard about Tripp's lucky experience, everyone's teeth itch with envy, and there was only one thought left in their minds: draw a lottery, and draw the best prize.

Even Sister Jenny, who was most afraid of the lottery before, cast a hopeful look at the magic box not far away. Under the influence of blind obedience, she completely forgot the risk she was worried about before, and subconsciously ignored it. The possibility of successive draws and punishments has been eliminated.

"According to what I just said, you wait here and let me come first."

Glancing arrogantly at Tico Lee and Jenny beside him and Zuo Tong waiting behind him, Ryoko Mikami took a deep breath and walked towards the clown with snow-white and round legs, feeling nervous up.

What if she didn't get the white ball in the first two draws...

No, you have to add another fire.

"Mr. Clown, can you bless me..."

Looking at the silent clown in front of him, Yoshiko Mikami deliberately made a pitiful expression, and prayed in a soft tone: "With your blessing, I will definitely draw the white ball!"

This is her usual trick. Most men will soften their hearts when encountering her coquettish offensive, and the clown in front of him should be no exception.

It's just that Yoshiko Mikami seemed to have failed this time. The clown who had been silent all along gave her a cold look after hearing her words, and had no intention of answering her at all.

What's going on...why does Mr. Clown look so angry?

Is there something I said wrong?

Mikami Ryoko's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly recalled whether she had done something wrong, but she still didn't want to understand the cause and effect.

It seems that Mr. Clown was very angry before she came over...

Looking at the chunky man with a gloomy face in front of her, Yoshiko Mikami, who was originally full of momentum, felt like crying without tears at this moment, and she already had some bad premonitions in her heart.

If Mr. Clown is in a bad mood, will it affect her lottery results?

What should I do, do I need someone else to come over first?

Yes, let other people cover her bag first!

It just so happens that there is a good candidate in the team, or let her come.

Thinking of this, Ryoko Mikami turned her head to look at Jenny who was not far away. After seeing the expectant expression on the other side's face, the thoughts in her mind immediately started to move.

There should be no one more suitable than Jenny. As for the white-haired girl who called herself "Bai", she wouldn't come over even if I asked her to come here myself, so I didn't bother to think about it.

"Jane..."

But just when Ryoko Mikami was about to call Jenny over, a scarlet ball suddenly flew from the side and fell into her plump front armor. After taking it out, she was dumbfounded when she saw the color of the ball, standing there at a loss what to do.

what happened!

Where did this red ball come from?

As if realizing something, Yoshiko Mikami looked at the clown in disbelief. He was undoubtedly the one who threw the red ball.

But why, she obviously didn't draw a lottery...

After noticing her gaze, the clown showed a happy smile, as if releasing the grievances he had accumulated for a long time, smiling very happily.

"Don't be surprised, ma'am, seeing you hesitate, I decided to help you, no need to thank you."

Ryoko Mikami: "..."

Looking at the red ball that disappeared out of thin air in her hand, she felt bad all over, a sudden sense of crisis welled up in her heart, Ryoko Mikami leaped out to the side subconsciously.

In the next second, a fiery circle of fire emerged from where she was before, and in an instant it soared into the air and completely engulfed the place where she had just stood. His long blond hair suffered a catastrophe, and a large number of flames rose up in an instant, exuding an unpleasant burnt smell.

It seems that the flame burned not only the hair, but also some unknown chemicals...

Everything happened between lightning and flint, and before the players could see the color of the ball clearly, a fiery pillar of fire rose into the sky, and the scene instantly ignited.

"Bastard!" Mikami, who was out of control, didn't care about pretending to be a lady. She grabbed the long flowing hair burning with flames with one hand and lay down on the ground and slapped it vigorously towards the ground, but no matter how much she slapped There was no way to completely eliminate these flames, and there was even a vague tendency to burn towards her head, which made her whole face pale and lose all blood in fright.

"Don't panic, here we come!"

At this moment, the players who were watching the play couldn't stand it anymore, and hurriedly ran over to help her out, but there seemed to be no good way to extinguish the burning hair. After looking at each other, everyone I chose the simplest stepping - that is, let Mikami Yoshiko lie on the ground, and let everyone step on the flames on it together.

At this time, Yoshiko Mikami didn't care about anything else, feeling the back of her head getting hot, she lay on her side on the ground without saying a word, and let everyone trample on her long hair, which she regarded as a treasure before.

This is the hair my wife has saved for several years, bastard, take it easy!

While rejoicing that she had recovered her life, she complained that everyone stepped on her too hard, but when Ryoko Mikami was cursing in her heart, someone kicked her on the head, which hurt her so much Almost shouted out.

Finally, with everyone's concerted efforts, the fire on Yoshiko Mikami's head was finally completely extinguished. As the designated victim, she grabbed the scorched hairball behind her, her eyes went dark for a moment, and she almost fainted on the ground.

No, I can't suffer in vain!

Glancing at the other people who retreated to the side, although he didn't know who kicked that kick, Yoshiko Mikami would not be willing to suffer this time. Anyway, I should ask Mr. Tripp when the time comes. As for who it is, she probably has an idea, but now she has to continue to draw lots.

She has already lost her face after eating a big deflated one. This is absolutely unacceptable to Mikami Ryoko. She must pass the next lottery to boost her morale.

Thinking of this, she gritted her teeth and stood in front of the clown again, picked up the revolver and pulled the trigger at herself.

"Crack!"

This round was still empty, and all the people who hadn't drawn the lottery trembled suddenly after hearing this voice, and the pressure suddenly came to them.

"Hum..."

Before the clown could congratulate her, she reached into the magic box.

This time, Ryoko Mikami will definitely not let the clown draw for her again, she won’t be able to draw anything good if he decides, and she has to be herself, uh...

Looking at the blue ball in her hand, Yoshiko Mikami was silent, and the others who saw the color of the ball also backed away nervously, for fear of any accidents, after all, the stump of the tree man Tanaka still had a severed arm. Scattered next door, if a time bomb is released this time, they will have to run away.

"Drip-"

A few seconds later, the ball in the woman's hand disappeared out of thin air, replaced by a heavy metal object wrapped in newspaper, and there was a ticking sound from inside. Everyone turned pale with fright after hearing this sound.

Just when Yoshiko Mikami was about to drop it and run away, all the strength in her body seemed to be taken away in an instant, and she immediately limp on the ground and couldn't move away from that thing at all.

At the critical moment, Winterson, as the captain, rushed retrogradely from the panicked crowd, picked up the heavy object thrown on the ground by Ryoko Mikami, and ran towards the huge pit not far away. At the end when the sound became more and more frequent, he threw it out forcefully.

After throwing it into the pit, Winterson turned around and ran without hesitation. At the last second when the bomb exploded, he instinctively fell to the ground, and shouted loudly to the people in the distance: "Made, don't run around. Lie down quickly!"

Before he could finish speaking, there was a terrifying loud noise in the distance, and the violent explosion immediately interrupted Winterson's words, and also caused his short-term tinnitus.

And the others were not much better. The shock wave generated by the explosion in this open space was much more powerful than normal. At this time, people who were still standing wobbled and fell to the ground. No injuries, but short-term dizziness and hearing loss are indispensable.

If Winterson hadn't reacted in time to throw the bomb into the deep pit, the metal fragments produced by its direct explosion would have instantly killed all the humans on the field.

The worst thing at this time is Dai Lina who is looking for her own paradise coins not far away. She is the only person who is really injured in this incident, and she is the closest to the explosion point. A pitch-black iron nail flew into the explosion into her right arm, the pain made her almost faint.

Forget it, forget it, don't look for it anymore, if I stay here any longer, my life will probably be gone.

……

"Ma'am, do you want to continue the lottery draw?"

Looking down at Yoshiko Mikami who was limp on the ground, the clown's smile gradually became weird: "Next time, you have two chances, you have already drawn the red ball and the blue ball, maybe the next one you will draw is the yellow ball What about the white ball..."

"what?"

Ryoko Mikami, who was about to leave in disgrace, froze immediately when she heard the clown's earnest words. She had to say that she was tempted.

She has already drawn two of the worst balls, and it can't be worse than now, so the next draw must be a good one...

Moreover, she only pulled the trigger of the revolver once, and one of the six magazines was removed. In fact, the danger was not great.

Thinking of this, Yoshiko Mikami swallowed her saliva, stretched out her hand to the revolver placed on the side, and prepared to do another round.

She will definitely get the white ball this round, and wash away the previous shame in one go.

But just when her hand was about to touch the revolver, Winterson appeared beside Ryoko Mikami and grabbed her wrist.