Fifteen.
Red was dipped in heavy paint, a hand-written Arabic numeral that was obviously hazy, and the last line of the word "5” on the 15 was dragged long, winding down in shock.
The practice room was dead silence--
Witch Jane turned back suddenly.
The trainees stood clear and could see their blues and pale faces on their foreheads due to tension under dim lights. Go from silver to silver. One, two, three...
Fifteen.
Witch Jane breathes slightly.
Practice there are only 15 people in the room.
The disappearing trainer was a median circle player named "Lin Qingshan”, who was not impressed by the witch, but only remembered as one of a large group of trainees following Lega. Witch Jane glanced slightly and quickly swept over everyone in the field.
Reykjah's face sank like water, and the "champions” behind him thought they could be safe and secure. Silver armor looked silently at the blood on the wall, lips tight and silent.
Three of Witch Jane's “roommates” stood behind the crowd, and the leader of this newly formed small alliance was the next Circle Trainer named Wangshu, who was also watching everyone's fine expressions carefully.
Witch Jane and Wangshu's gaze staggered gently and quickly separated.
And finally, Nicholas. The jaw of this beautiful piece of crap was opened by fright, and after the emotional management collapsed, it looked bad and useless.
Witch Jane's gaze lingered on Nicholas for two seconds, and a silent practice room was finally sounded.
"Where is Lin Qingshan? ”
Sixteen became fifteen, and the watch prompted the elimination of one. The answer is out of the blue. Countless double-eyed eyes gathered on Lega for a while.
It's the same as Witch Jane thought. The first voice to seize initiative is necessarily Lega.
Command players are few among the trainees, and their way of survival depends heavily on the support of allies, plots, and other trainees. Lega is one of them. Lin Qingshan, who was originally affiliated with the "Lega forces", was eliminated for the first time, which was tantamount to beating him hard in the face.
No one answered in the practice room.
Lega waited for a very skillful pause and said again: “Let's change the question, just now, when the players were eliminated, that is when the watch was vibrating. What are you all doing. ”
“I can be the first to tell by example. ”
The heavy atmosphere in the practice room is finally a little loose at this time. There are plenty of practitioners behind Lega, and after the RAP training, most wander around the practice room - although the witches don't believe it. But they all have peers to support each other.
Then there's Witch Jane, Nicholas. Witch Jane said succinctly: "The direction of the playground. ”
RAP Class 2 is located in the southeast corner of the entire factory camp, and the direction of the playground is to go to the canteen and other classes to explore the map.
As for Nicholas. Neither Silver Armor nor Leica cares about Nicholas' movements. This man seems to be a famous gangster in the Star Dust Cup Youth Training, and can easily be recognized with a mask.
This detail and Nicholas' account are mutually supportive - in the Stardust Cup, the presence of the "Caravan" is based solely on the "political/political/correct/correct” requirements of the Interstellar Alliance, while the Caravan players, who are a must in the "race for the state", are basically overwhelmed.
This was followed by Witch Jane's three roommates.
And finally, silver armor. The athlete said only two words, "search map", in cold ice. Silver armor is always proud and even traveling to the Lega newspaper is like charity.
Legacy doesn't really screw eyebrows.
After one lap, everyone “doesn't know where Lin Qingshan went” and “they were on their own way when it happened”.
Only Silver Armor is alone.
Lega turned to Silver Armor: "Well, who can give you an alibi? ”
The atmosphere in the practice room was cold.
Lega is mild and seems to be just disguised as a routine questioning. Silver armor has no surprise cold face. The arrogant trainer looked around and stopped at Lega.
Silver armor said indifferently: "No. I'm not used to being with the weak. ”
Witch Jane grew her eyes slightly and quickly pressed the feeling that she had melons to eat. It was like suddenly filing a spark and Lega's face was twisted. Silver armor lifted its chin and looked away at the “15” on the wall, as if Lega was not worth paying attention to and there was only his real opponent on the wall.
Lega quickly adjusted her mood: "You think you're the King of Hearts? ”
Silver armor snorted: “Are you afraid of the king of hearts?”.
Lega asked again, “I have one more question: who was the last one to leave the practice room? Isn't... you. ”
Looking at the two, they were about to quarrel. At last, Witch Jane turned from the crowd and asked Leica vainly: “Is it possible that the other classes were practicing vivid hands? ”
However, Witch Jane had a small transparent cake face of 97, had a weak temper and low temperament, and was about to be ignored by two sword-drawn crossbowmen. Only Wang Shu and Nicholas looked at Witch Jane a few times. Nicholas was kind enough to explain to Witch Jane: “Brother Wang, our class dormitories are so far apart, I don't think the King of Hearts would have come all the way to do it...”
Witch Jane: “…” This game mixer is shaking like this, don't forget to call K King. What the hell is this, a warm Ritz-Bye to the king of hearts hiding in the crowd?
In the midst of the crowd, Lega continued to control the field, relenting to the silver armor that had not found a witness. Silver armor was silent at first, then suddenly headed towards Lega...
Lega's pupils contracted sharply, muscles tightened slightly, and defensively countered.
Yet Silver Armor rubbed its shoulders past Lega and walked straight to the white wall.
14 Brush your eyes toward the silver armor.
Most of the crowd was stunned to open their mouths and nobody knew what he was going to do. Only silver armor was seen dipped in red paint with his right hand and painted on the wall.
The red number “15” was erased by the silver armor, and no one could see his face.
Then the male practitioner turned back cold and icy, and the red pigment dripping down his right hand made him look creepy, like Shura with blood all over his hand.
It's red on the wall, no more numbers.
Silver Armor says, “You're afraid of this? ”
“Are you afraid of the king of hearts? ”
Silver Armor sneered: “Unfortunately, I'm not afraid. ”
The practice room seemed to have been hit by huge blocks of ice, silenced for a while, and then suddenly numerous frightening whispers erupted.
Next to Witch Jane, Nicholas burst out of his mouth and was frightened.
"Brother Wang, it's over! This is the rule set by King of Red Peaches. King doesn't like people who disobey the rules. Silver armor is about to end...”
Witch Jane got a loud headache: “How did you know it was the K--”
Nicholas wanted to cry without tears: "Who else could he be?" How can you tell King not to fuck with me? ”
The confrontation in the practice room eventually broke loose. Witch Jane landed at the end of the team and couldn't let go of any detail as she walked around.
From athletes leaving the training room to watches vibrating for the first time, 100 went to 99. More than half an hour apart, anything can happen.
Witch Jane drops her gaze and calculates silently.
Half an hour, walking across half a camp from other classes, leaving less than 7 minutes for random kills/people, and not enough to target and start. Most likely, the “killer” suspected of being the King of Hearts was lurking in Rap 2...
Witch Jane stopped abruptly.
The moonlight penetrates through the sloping corridor and the silver armor stands at the corner of the corridor in front of it.
There was not much communication between the two, at best the witch Jane interrupted him in the practice room, but purely because Lega was blind and cluttered in the control field.
Nicholas stopped quickly, waiting for Brother Wang Ping to tell him.
Silver Armor looked at the witch Jane and suddenly said: "Hello. ”
The eyes of the two people were opposite, and Silver Armor looked into the inquiry. Witch Jane finally figured it out, and Silver Armor seemed to be finding an ally for herself. But it's also like a handout when people look for allies.
“I'm not afraid of the king of hearts.” At the door where Witch Jane didn't know if Silver Armor wanted to be allied, the trainer slowly opened his mouth with a strange and compelling ambition: "Because everything about the K of Hearts is not what he deserves. ”
Witch Jane stunned: “Then he...”
“His reputation is false, his location is given by his predecessors, his reputation is dedicated by economic companies, and his style of combat is speculated by the media. He does not have to do ‘any effort' to occupy the C spot that most professional players will never imagine in their lives.” Silver armor said slowly, with irony.
“I'll beat him. ”
“It's important to me. ”
Silver Armor lit his head on Witch Jane and turned around and left.
Witch Jane was left where she was, flashing through her mind and watching the Star Dust Cup match with the Big Brother. Speak freely when players enter the arena.
- This is the King of Hearts, the Empire's most talented rookie!! Future escape star!
--So this is an unnamed practitioner who has been practicing for 11 years, I don't know why he is still an practitioner hahahaha...
Some people are in front of the stars and others struggle to die out of the way.
Yet Witch Jane didn't have time for emotion, and Nicholas screamed, "It's over, it's over. Brother Wang, we can't go near him, humiliating King, humiliating this man...”
Witch Jane reprimanded: "Shut up! ”
Nicholas is quiet as a chicken.
Before the bedroom went out, Witch Jane dragged Nicholas to the camera to draw some blood.
“Magnificent” seems to be the most rendered killing style for the K of Hearts, yet rests on any of the 15 people currently in RAP Class 2.
On their way back to bed, Nicholas was twisted and twisted. Witch Jane even thought, "Nicholas the Out Card” is the character that makes any player snort, a big fool who can easily let go of his guard.
If the K of Hearts is going to disguise itself, it's not going to have to try to fit nicholas cleverly --
Ten minutes later, Nicholas creeped out: "Wang Wang, you don't suspect me, do you?! I was with you just now, Brother Wang, Brother Wang, we agreed that you can't let me be an orphan athlete...”
Witch Jane was so annoyed: "Go back to sleep! ”
Nicholas can fake, muscle reactions can't fake. When the fire escape was captured, Nicholas really proved that he was a weak chicken and that his muscles showed obvious signs of protein/powder ripening.
The muscles that come out in action are not the same as the hands that come out of fitness.
Witch Jane is asleep. If she can't even touch it, she'll sleep in the duvet for so long!
Similar to the ranking of the players, the bedroom is divided into 369, etc. upper and lower circles.
Nicholas, Silver Armor single room, can also lock doors. One room for four in a median circle, spacious and bright bedroom with black sexy nightgown, slippers, cosmetic skincare -
Witch Jane knows all about it. You think the player who grabbed the picture of his face sleeping on the show is actually the player who climbed the bed for a few hours and played CC cream good night powder painted eyebrows washed pillowcases...
And finally, a simple next circle for four.
Nicholas is dying to live. Witch Jane threw him a saying, "Lock the door." Finally, at Nicholas' strong request, a remote contact between the two was agreed upon.
Nicholas has a good view of the studio, and the windows show two trails outside the building, collecting first-hand information. It also works occasionally.
Witch Jane waved a hand, went back to sleep, and the fire started.
Very small thin wires wrap around the gap between the bed string and the cabinet door bearing, and the obscure metal parts hang from the drill rope. And finally a bunch of newspapers drawn from the practice room.
Witch Jane folds the corners between the pages, leaving plenty of space to fill every inch of empty space under the bed, and as soon as someone approaches, stepping on the page will make an immediate noise--
Opposite the bed, the blind practitioner Wangshu is also setting up his position in madness.
The two next to them stared at each other, then suddenly realized that there were samples.
Night.
Witch Jane is not alert for too long, she quickly falls asleep and saves her strength. There have been many battles since then, how long can you sleep? The clock in the escape shows is often adjusted faster, and probably "starts the next day" when the artificial light shines a few hours later.
It was a peaceful dream.
Nicholas was dancing with Caesar, Raphael was swinging with researcher Song, and the old man shouted and threw two rabbit balls into his arms: "Get lost! Take your rabbit head and get out of here! ”
The more Witch Jane looks at Big Brother, the more she feels that there is something unclear in her heart, the more she wants to burst out into happiness with Big Brother--
Boom.
Witch Jane woke up suddenly.
The watch keeps shining, and an unquestioned section of the fan forum, and the way Nicholas agreed to communicate - an abandoned fan newspaper building post, continues to be on the front page.
Nicholas: Brother Wang!!!!
Nicholas: Brother Wang help me ah ah ah!!!
Knock, knock.
The sound of fingers knocking on wooden doors across a thin layer of skin and across distant load-bearing walls echoes in the corridors of a pitch-black sky, creepy.
Witch Jane has a better hearing than most people because of her modifications. He was stunned, then quickly awake. The knocking was dull, orderly and as old-fashioned as obsessive-compulsive.
Nicholas: Brother Wang, someone knocked on the door, as if it were mine, or as if it were silver armor.
Knock, knock...
Witch Jane. I wonder if it's a coincidence, plus the sound that just woke me up, a total of 15 knocks. Matches the number of surviving trainees in RAP Class 2.
It's like being eliminated by Lin Qingshan in Soul.
Witch Jane: “Wait for me. ”
He dressed quickly, punched himself in the bed column, and the three roommates woke up one after the other: "You ——”
Witch Jane made a “shush” gesture: “Someone knocked on the door, possibly a king of hearts. ”
A roommate fried his hair with creeps: "K of hearts? No. Are we going out looking for the King of Hearts? ”
Witch Jane got out of bed, lowered her head and looked down at her roommate. Her eyes flashed a slightly cold light: “Four people don't go out when they're alone. Can't you wait to go out? ”
The man shouted.
Witch Jane opened the door without hesitation, looking behind him without a word, and they pushed the door straight towards the corridor--
The corridor is empty.
The fire escape door that leads to the stairs is half open.
Touch it!
At the end of the corridor, silver armor opens at the same time. This practitioner has a bad color, his eyebrows twisted, and his hand is a weapon that sways brightly to fight the King of Hearts. Yet empty corridors have allowed a sense of war to be thrown into cold water.
The noise woke up the practitioners in the middle bedroom, and Leica laughed at Silver Armor as she came out, seemingly pulling back a round.
Silver Armor stood at the door, with his face on the board, looking at the pitch-black fire escape, and eventually there was no choice and disappeared knockers. He went back to his bedroom, the machine turned, and locked the door back.
In that compartment, Nicholas, who probed his brain at the door, also shook the cord and locked himself in, and the two roommates of Witch Jane seemed to be terrified. Witch Jane lay on her bed and overheard the conversation from next door.
“K sets the rules. ”
“K definitely doesn't like people who break the rules… so he wants to eliminate Silver Armor. What does he have to do with us knocking on the silver door? ”
“Silver Armor, hey, dare erase the K-written word. But as long as he unlocks the door, nobody gets in. Lucky for you, who told him to take ninth place...”
Nicholas was similarly crooked at the watch forum.
Ignored by Witch Jane, she leaned on the pillow and repeatedly restored the model in her mind.
15 knocks.
Empty corridor for nobody.
Fire escape...
Half a dream and half a wake up, my head spinning and silver armor talking in the hallway.
- "I'll beat him, it's important to me. ”
Witch Jane sinks in her dreams.
He's going to beat K.
Because he wants to.
Boom.
Witch Jane reacted instantly to climb fastest. Wangshu woke up with another roommate, and with the last knock on the door, everyone's vigilance rose to the highest level, followed by the last roommate.
The knocking was particularly impatient. From light to heavy, Witch Jane could not even hear where she was knocking and did not know how many times she had woken up.
Watches Forum, Nicholas is madly calling for help again: "Brother Wang!! Knock on my door this time, my door!! ”
“Knocked 14 times...”
Fourteen.
Less than just now.
Witch Jane: “Don't come out. ”
Witch Jane's eyebrows twisted together, and the hallway seemed like an invisible ghost wandering around. The bedroom next door also sounded loud, the bedroom where Lin Qingshan, the first eliminator, was located.
On the watch, the survival number stops at 94.
Eliminate six more overnight. Not only RAP Class 2 was affected by the chain effect of Lin Qingshan's phase-out, but other practitioners were also severely phased out in areas unknown to the factory camp.
Bedroom doors keep opening and diverse players gather in the hallway. Witch Jane knocked on Nicholas' door, indicating safety, and Nicholas was the cat's waist out.
Fourteen.
Everyone's expression changed dramatically.
Countless sights have been cast to one end.
Silver armor bedroom.
Only silver armor didn't show up. Witch Jane didn't hesitate to knock on the door, and there was no response from the door. Suddenly there was a practitioner shouting, "Look! ”
On the ground, bright red and strange bloodstains stretched from Silver Armor's bedroom through the door stitches and through the corridor, pointing all the way--
Some of the practitioners instantly covered their arms with goose bumps and whitened faces.
“Point in the direction of the practice room.” Lega muffled her mouth.
“It's just red pigment.” Witch Jane crouched down on one knee and twisted.
“Kick the door.” On the other hand, the words were simple and concise, indicating that she would come and help Jane.
The silver armor room is locked from the interior and the window fans are closed, making it the perfect secret room for textbooks. However, under the combined strength of the four trainees, Silver Armor's wooden bedroom door was finally unbearably kicked open and the witch frowned.
Everybody take a sip of air.
The bedroom is a mess and the silver lifestyle compartment stands in the middle of the spacious bedroom.
Silver armor... eliminated.
“I told you, K hates not following the rules... even a locked chamber can kill silver armor...”
“Is K, K a ghost...”
Witch Jane lowered her head slightly and there were countless clues in her mind that were irrelevant, like turning people around to the dead end. A few hours ago, the silver armor in the hallway flashed back and forth in my memory.
Impossible.
Locked bedroom, never.
Witch Jane retreated from the door, and Leica was already standing outside.
Nicholas is still immersed in the joy of the undead: “Brother Wang -”
Witch Jane and Lega said almost simultaneously: "Go to the practice room. ”
Nicholas: “What? In the middle of the night! ”
Leica looked at the witch Jane and took the initiative again: "Pigment extends in the direction of the practice room, and K is leading us past. Let's go, all together. ”
Even K is between us.
No objection.
K could be anybody, anybody who leaves alone could be the next to be eliminated. A group of people swooped through the corridor, and the sporadic red paint on the ground looked like a horror movie in the dark of the night.
The door to the practice room was already open.
Lega was the first to go in, followed by Witch Jane.
Witch Jane hasn't stepped into the door yet and saw Lega's arm tremble. Although it stabilized quickly, it seemed to have been devastated -
On the white wall of the room, the players' prints, which were covered in dense numbness, were pasted in whole red paint, as if they were a stack of blood on a big beach.
Right in the middle of the blood is a pale, bloodstained face!
Witch Jane frowned.
That's a perfectly torn facial skin. Face on the wall, as if the obsolete had been built into a bloody wall, never to live.
He recognized this face.
Handsome, can afford the ninth place on the show.
Silver armor.
“9.” Someone shook up behind him.
Witch Jane turns around.
On the other wall, a brand new number is written under "15” erased by silver armor.
Nine.
There are 14 people in the practice room.
“Red... King of hearts is angry," someone shook his mouth: “He's going to execute five people next time. ”
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