A journey through life from scratch

Chapter 503
I remember that the Osaka team seemed to rush to give away their heads one by one because of their personal heroism, but the only thing worthy of admiration in the movie was their courage, whether it was the dark-skinned bald man squatting on the locomotive, or the driver below. The man on the locomotive didn't have the slightest fear when facing these monsters, and even tried to cut them off when encountering the unequal strength. This is enough to prove that besides the courage, the brain Some are not enough.

Obviously, as long as the division of labor and cooperation, they can pass through all the way, but they want to play heroism one by one to give away their heads. This kind of behavior can be reported in the game.

However, his eyes turned around, and finally stayed on the dark bald man, and suddenly said: "May I ask, is your skin naturally dark?"

The dark man's eyes twitched: "Do you have any objections?"

Zhuang Yan quickly waved his hand: "No, no, I'm just curious why your complexion is so dark."

With bulging veins on his forehead, the dark man said in a low voice, "I'm black."

"But your face is Asian!"

"Can't I be mixed Chinese and Western?"

The black man couldn't help shouting when he looked at the serious expression on his solemn face.

Zhuang Yan couldn't help digging out his ears, and said, "Don't be so loud, just say something if you have something to say, everyone is in distress, and we can only live together if we share weal and woe and unite together!"

The black man took a mocking look at Zhuang Yan, and said hesitantly: "Unite as one? This game is divided into regions. If one day, the black ball gives us the task of hunting each other's members in each region, what should we say at that time?" ?”

Zhuang Yan frowned: "Is there such a thing?"

Suzuki explained in a low voice: "In Gantz's game rules, anything can happen."

The solemn look is clear, then what is this Gantz for? If such a message is revealed, everyone will definitely make everyone feel insecure and suspicious of each other, and they will not trust each other. But when a team falls apart, and then the game is completely Just can't go on.

And from the black ball room just now to the present period, except for the subconscious resistance and dislike of Nishijo Ichiro's character, there has really been no mutual distrust.

Solemn couldn't help asking: "Have you met?"

Suzuki shook his head slightly, and then said: "I don't know, so far, there has only been one battle between teams."

"Oh, why is that?"

The black man interjected: "This matter is very widely spread. It seems that two top teams in the West competed for something in the hands of a monster. In the end, they even rushed to the opponent's Ganz room to attack and kill. Tsk, In the end, both teams were wiped out."

After speaking, the black man seemed to be staring at everyone with a hint of malice in his eyes, as if he was looking at whether there was something worth his shot.

Seeing this, Zhuang Yan smiled slightly, and didn't take it seriously. Although this guy looked a bit ruthless on the outside, his bluffing eyes just now did not carry any malice.

Then the man driving the locomotive smoked a cigarette and said, "Why don't you even know?"

Seeing that Zhuang Yan kept silent, Suzuki quickly pointed to Kato Katsu and Zhuang Yan and said: "This is the first time for the two of them to play, so there are many things they don't understand."

Hearing this, the man on the motorcycle sneered, "Two novices, a child, a middle-aged man, and a woman..."

He clicked twice, and then said: "It's really pitiful! Hahaha..."

The rest of the Osaka team couldn't help laughing mockingly.

Seeing this, Zhuang Yan gently shook his head. Is this the last madness after looking forward to death? Also, these people came to this rule set by the black ball and were manipulated like puppets on a string. The idea of ​​rebelling against the black ball.

"Hey, boy, where are you shaking your head for, are you very dissatisfied with us?"

Seeing the solemn appearance, the man on the motorcycle stopped laughing and asked indifferently.

The corner of Zhuang Yan's mouth twitched slightly, "Don't get me wrong, I just want to be manipulated by the black ball at will, and I can still have fun while suffering like this. I have a strong inner endurance."

Hearing this, the man on the motorcycle straightened his eyes, and took a steady look at Zhuang Yan. When he saw Zhuang Yan's figure, he straightened his face.

"It seems that your strength is not weak!"

“How come you see?”

The man on the motorcycle smiled and said, "Your body shape, your expression, I've seen people like you before. You are very powerful. Our Osaka team also has one. No wonder it's the first time I entered here. It's not like that kid who was completely at a loss."

After finishing speaking, he looked around at the monsters that had been hacked to death with a single knife.

"You should have done all of this by yourself!"

Zhuang Yan was really surprised by the captain of the Osaka team this time. He didn't expect this guy to be so careful. He asked curiously, "You can even guess this?"

Hearing that Zhuang Yan didn't deny it, the faces of the members of the Osaka team changed, but the meaninglessness revealed in their expressions made them hold back their laughter.

"Hey, Murotani, you're actually not on the same level as Algambi. Even I can kill these scumbags by myself." The black man beside him obviously didn't believe it.

The man on the motorcycle smiled lightly when he heard the words, but didn't speak.

"Hey, what's your name?"

Seeing that the man on the motorcycle didn't answer, the black man couldn't help asking Solemnly, with a solemn look on his face. He was able to kill these monsters by himself. It can be said that his personal ability is absolutely outstanding, comparable to his own.

Of course, if he saw Majestic's coquettish operation at the scene, he would definitely not think so in his heart, but would regard Majesty as a monster in human skin, or if his three views were a little more correct, he would regard it as a monster in human skin. a superman.

"solemn."

Majestic and calm said his name.

Seeing this, the black man also pointed to himself with his thumb, and said loudly, "I, Shimagi!"

Nodding solemnly, then his eyes shifted to the motorcycle man.

The motorcycle man grinned, "My name is Nobuo Muritani."

After speaking, Shimagi and Murotani Nobuo's eyes shifted to the man who was naked from the upper body.

Seeing this, the man couldn't help scratching his head, and said with a headache, "Do I need an introduction? Well, call me Kazuo Kuwahara."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at his teammates behind him, and then said, "I don't need to introduce the rest. After all, I don't know who will die in the next moment. Why remember so many people?"

On the other hand, Zhuang Yan was a little dazed. This guy didn't seem to have appeared in the movie before. He nodded a little dazedly and thought silently.

On the side, Kato Katsuki saw a smiling member of the Osaka team with a broken arm, and he didn't feel any pain because of the broken arm.

He couldn't help but ask, "Is he okay?"

Seeing this, Suzuki followed the sound and replied: "As long as you still have the breath of life after the task is completed, the black ball can bring you back to life."

Hearing this answer, Kato Katsuki was surprised. He had never expected such an operation to exist, so he couldn't help but murmured: "How could there be such a thing."

As for Nobuo Murotani of the Osaka team, he didn't ask any questions when he saw solemnly contemplating something, but turned to look at Suzuki, and said casually, "Where's that tough guy named Xuan?"

Hearing this, Nishijo Ichiro said, "He's dead."

(End of this chapter)