infinite boiling

Chapter 1415 The First Game Begins

The female white-collar workers didn't believe it. Before seeing the strength of the conqueror, they were only very afraid because of the male identity of the Vietnamese man.

"I can protect you!" The Vietnamese man waved his hand, slapped it on the buttocks of the female white-collar worker, and then sniffed it in front of his nose, "It smells so good, it must be Chanel No. [-]."

"Help us!" A female white-collar worker asked Tang Zheng for help.

In addition to being a compatriot, Tang Zheng's handsome appearance also won him a lot of favor.

In view of the experience of the two white-collar workers, Chinese newcomers began to gather together spontaneously, and Southeast Asians also gathered according to their nationality.

"Can you stop, let's find a way out first!" the red-haired man suggested, "Everyone is a conqueror, stop pretending to be a wolf with a big tail!"

"What the hell is this place?" After the search failed, the burly scarred man lost his temper, kicked the iron door twice, and then quickly walked towards the table.

Bang, the burly man violently opened the drawer, and the sundries scattered all over the floor.

"Stop!" Tang Zheng frowned and yelled, but the scarred man didn't care at all, and yelled back, "What the hell are you!"

Tang Zheng didn't want to show his ability, so he rushed to the scarred man with a lunge, and punched hard.

The big man was not afraid at all, and he assumed a boxing posture, but before he could punch, his eyes went dark, and there was a huge pain in his mouth, and he flew up with his body.

Tang Zheng punched the big man on the chin, knocking him into the air, then clasped his hands together, lifted it above his head, and slammed him down hard.

Bang, the big man fell to the ground like mud and passed out.

The entire prison-like secret room fell into a dead silence, and the gazes of several conquerors moved over to scrutinize Tang Zheng carefully.

"It seems that you won't deduct points for beating up rookies." Tang Zheng looked at the team's points on the watch screen, teased, and then his face sank, "I don't care what you do to rookies, but you are not allowed to destroy Everything in the room."

"What do you mean?" The Vietnamese man was angry, "Why do you give orders?"

"Are you really stupid, or are you just stupid? This is obviously a secret room to survive. There must be clues to get out in the room. If you destroyed it, how do you find it?" The Indian man has an elite air, and as a third-order Ying, he has this kind of confidence.

"Why is it so troublesome? Just brute force it? It's just a broken iron door." The Vietnamese man didn't care, and just wanted to release his ability, showing off to the two female white-collar workers, but found that his ability was restricted.

"What's wrong?" Seeing the change in the expression of the Vietnamese man, the Indian man asked in surprise.

"Nothing!" The Vietnamese man was not so stupid as to be hopelessly stupid, so he didn't answer, but the conquerors all noticed that their abilities had disappeared.

For a moment, the conquerors who thought they were not in danger all looked dignified. They had no ability and only had physical strength left. They were really too weak.

"Huh? Could it be that there is a problem with the ability?" Tang Zheng tried the gravitational field, which was the most difficult to find, but it was still there, which made his judgment hesitate.

"Ding dong, the Indian man answered correctly. From now on, your abilities will be deprived, and the use of space props is restricted. You can only use intelligence to crack the secret room."

The announcement of the Trojan horse made the conquerors scream.

"Destroy the room. Items, in addition to being deducted points, will also receive punitive electric shocks. Please note that it is an electric shock for all, which means that if one person makes a mistake, all will be punished. The effect of your protective clothing will be cancelled, so don't Reckless as a conqueror."

"As the number of punishments increases, the intensity of each electric shock will gradually increase. Of course, if you use brute force to break the iron door and go out, it is also possible, but you have to bear the consequences of deduction of huge points and super electric shocks."

"The faster you get out, the more points you will be rewarded. These points are very important for the subsequent holy land battle. Please cherish them."

"If you haven't escaped successfully after 24 hours, you will be obliterated!"

Ignoring the whispers of the toys, the wooden horse explained the rules of the game and fell silent.

"You are not allowed to move around, roll to the corner over there and squat." After the Vietnamese man was shocked, he reacted and roared at everyone, "I am the third-rank Ying, so I am the boss here."

The two female white-collar workers fled away like rabbits shot by arrows. It was important to crack the secret room, and the Vietnamese man couldn't care less about playing with them.

"Be careful, I didn't hear you, I scratched the floor, I'll tear off your skin!" The red-haired man roared, looking at the surrounding walls, he was in a hurry, he was not an intelligent person, and he was blinded for a while.

"Hey, aren't you a dick? Find a way!" The Vietnamese man nodded his chin at the Indian man. As for Tang Zheng and his party, they were completely ignored.

"It's useless to be impatient." The Indian man taught the Vietnamese man a lesson, walked to the table, and began to check. Seeing his proficiency, he obviously did this kind of thing a lot.

The Vietnamese man was so determined, he aimed at the beautiful black silk legs of the female white-collar worker, and started thinking again.

"Why do I still have the ability? But more importantly, do you want to take the opportunity to kill them?" Tang Zheng squatted down, put his palm on a book, and sucked it up with gravity.

"Hey, don't move around, let the Indians find it." The Vietnamese man growled at Tang Zheng, "If we lose the clue, none of us can get out."

"No, if I do it myself, I will become the target of public criticism and put myself in trouble. Let them kill each other first, and then reap the benefits." Tang Zheng was thinking about it, and he was already murderous. Since entering the Holy Land, in order to remove the wooden horse, He is ready to kill the Quartet.

"Hey, kid, didn't you hear me?" The Vietnamese man felt annoyed that he was underestimated.

"Do you think this game will be a game like Chainsaw, where you need to kill people to pass the level?" Tang Zheng changed the topic to guide the Vietnamese man's thinking.

"Huh? With the bad character of the silver Trojan horse, I can really do it." The Vietnamese man nodded.

"That's right. I've experienced a similar secret room before, and I really need to kill people!" The Indian man looked at the newcomers, and spit out bloody words, "You can kill the one who doesn't like it first, and try it."

The newcomers were like antelopes being stared at by lions, the hairs on their backs stood up suddenly, and then there was the sound of Kala Kala pulling the bolt of the gun.

Some newcomers chose rifles, and now they finally remembered to use them for self-defense. For the conquerors, they were imprisoned in a small black room for five days, but the newcomers only squatted for three hours, which was considered a kind of preferential treatment.

In the room at this time, the six conquerors are undoubtedly the leaders relying on their outstanding physical fitness, but with guns, they are a bit unreliable. After all, protective clothing and abilities are restricted. No matter how strong their physical bodies are, I can't bear the random shooting.

In fact, conquerors can subdue newcomers and not die, but this is accompanied by the risk of injury. If you bleed when you first enter the game, it is too bad. You must know that they must consider the enemies they encounter in the future and try to maintain their best condition.

"What? Do you think I can't deal with you with a gun?" The Vietnamese man was not stupid enough, he yelled at his compatriots, "What are you still doing, come here!"

In this kind of crisis, it is undoubtedly a good choice to rely on a strong person.

After some panic, only two Filipino men without a backstage were isolated. They kept watching their gazes, with cold sweat on their foreheads, and they clenched their rifles tightly.

Tang Zheng continued to search for clues. He knew that with the personality of a Vietnamese man, he would definitely not be able to hold his breath. No matter what he suggested, he would become the main target of the Philippines' vigilance, which also meant that there was an [-]% chance that the bullet would hit him.

The Indian man also considered the same problem, despite the Vietnamese man's frequent winks, he just ignored him.

The Vietnamese man has been jumping up and down all the time, and he has long been the object of everyone's attention, so this kind of small gesture can't be hidden from others. The two Filipinos finally couldn't bear the pressure and spoke in advance.

"Don't force us, or we will all die together." A Filipino actually took out a grenade from his backpack, and hooked the ring with his fingers.

The newcomers were in a commotion. Although they couldn't understand their words, the gesture was obviously threatening, so they had to put away their evil thoughts and even stayed away from the Filipinos.

"FU~CK, the Trojan horse is really generous." The Vietnamese man was depressed. It was a defensive grenade. When it exploded in such a small secret room, the shrapnel would fly everywhere.

"I just said that the Trojan horse will not make the newcomers incapable of self-protection!" The Indian man was not surprised, and flipped through the Bible, "Finally, I found something."

"What?" The Vietnamese man ran over and stretched his neck to browse.

"Some fonts have been blacked out by pencils. It seems that we need an eraser." The Indian man went to the table, but didn't find it.

"Don't look for it, I've seen it, there isn't one." A 1.5-meter Japanese woman said coldly, "There's only half a pencil."

"Can you erase the handwriting with saliva?" The Vietnamese man obviously hasn't read much, so he can be stupid, and the Japanese woman rolled her eyes in disgust.

"It will break the pages of the book." The Indian man shook his head. This kind of reckless man has no threat at all. Let's deal with the Chinese first.

The Indian man stared at Tang Zheng. Although he could hide his clumsiness, the details revealed inadvertently showed that he was a strong man, which greatly increased the vigilance of the Indians.

"Give me the pencil!" Tang Zheng held a diary, asking for a pencil like a Japanese woman.

"What did you find?" The Japanese woman handed it over, her eyes fixed on the diary, "I read this diary just now, and I didn't write anything in it."

"Really?" Tang Zheng flipped through a few pages, then scribbled with a pencil.

"Hmm." The Japanese woman curled her lips, "I trust my own judgment."

"Hey, if you want to draw manga, you can choose another time." The Vietnamese man mocked Tang Zheng, obviously not thinking that he would find out.

"So that's how it is!" The Indian man was really not stupid. He walked up to Tang Zheng, took a few glances, and found a clue.

"What's going on?" The Japanese woman was stunned when she saw that as Tang Zheng smeared the paper into black, some dents in the handwriting appeared in reality.

"It's a very simple technique. Someone wrote on the previous page, and these printed handwritings will be displayed naturally when they are painted with graphite." The conquerors have all bought language specialization, so there is no need to worry about communication problems.

(End of this chapter)