Chapter 243: Inhuman (51) (1st update + 2nd update + 4,700 thunder 3rd update) [VIP]
"Wait a minute!" Xiao Tang caught the point at once.
"To trigger this S, you first need to collect 99 pairs of right ring fingers of people who died in street fights?"
"Yeah," Dita said with a puzzled expression, "What's wrong? What's the problem?"
"So the body parts we saw earlier were yours!" Xiao Tang said angrily, "You started the street fight and then collected the dead man's ring fingers?"
"Ah, this..." The yellow-haired guy also scratched his head in shock, "Then the arm and those eyeballs we saw before, could it be you..."
"That's not fair, too unfair," Xiao Tang curled his lips, "You've already dismembered the body, can't you use a more environmentally friendly method?"
"Can't we just light a fire and cremate it?" She made a gesture of lighting a fire, "Don't let the unused corpse go! You should cremate it instead of letting it chase us!"
"Ah?" Dita and Guan Hongyan were obviously a little confused.
"What cremation?" Dita frowned and spoke first, "The ring fingers of the deceased we collected were not caused by us in the street fight."
"Well," Guan Hongyan explained, "You may not know that there are not too many street fights in B City, so there is no need for us to collect them specifically."
"What B City lacks the most is gang fights and deaths," Dita said beside him, "You may not feel it now, but in the past, there were at least ten violent incidents happening at the same time in B City, and... oh, that's right."
She suddenly remembered: "You are not the local team of the violent city, so you may not know this."
"What do you know?" Yuan Shanming was a little confused. "I used to lead the City of the Dead more often, and I'm not familiar with the leader of the City of Violence. The last time I came here was a long time ago."
"This software," Dita held up her phone and showed them a black app icon, "Look, it's the exclusive software for the City of Violence."
"What's this?" Bai Jinshu shifted his gaze and found that under the black icon on the screen, there were three large square characters: [Did you fight?].
The app's icon is two fists facing each other, with sparks flying, which is very much in the style of the City of Violence.
"What is this for?" Yuan Shanming opened his eyes wide.
"Dialem app, a special app for citizens of the City of Violence," Dita shook her phone and showed them the page inside the phone. "The app has a built-in map of the entire city of the City of Violence, which pushes reports in real time and helps you locate every violent incident around you."
"Look, just like now." She opened the map, and next to their location, there was a big red fist.
The floating window above the map was filled with the latest push notification: [Please note that a violent incident is occurring within 200 meters of you.]
"Here, click here to view the details of the violent incident." Dita clicked on the red fist, and several lines of text slowly appeared:
[The debate between sweet and salty rice dumplings]
[The debate between sweet and salty tofu pudding]
[Potato chips cucumber flavor and lime flavor battle]
There are even three familiar buttons below this row of text, which seem easy to distinguish, namely like, comment and forward.
"This is not about likes and reposts," Guan Hongyan saw the familiarity in everyone's eyes and took the initiative to speak, "This is about the user's intention to participate in this struggle, and the number of participants who have gone to the location of the violence."
The red heart on the left has reached 40,000 to 50,000 likes, which means that at least 40,000 to 50,000 people have a very clear intention to participate in this violent incident.
The number of people on the right who went to the violent scene was also around 10,000 to 20,000, which is roughly the same as the number of people fighting outside.
"What about the middle?" The yellow-haired man's mouth twitched.
"In the middle are all the pictures uploaded by citizens near the violent incident and the actual scene," Guan Hongyan clicked on the icon, and the pictures that unfolded were indeed all fighting scenes. "After receiving the push notification, nearby users will be asked whether they want to go to the place where the violent incident occurred to take pictures."
The first picture is still in the supermarket. You can see that the citizens fighting in the supermarket, some are holding celery in their hands, some are carrying an iron shopping cart with one hand, some are holding a toilet plunger that they got from some shelf in the daily chemical area, and some are holding a durian.
"Hiss..." Xiao Tang took a breath of cold air, "This looks so painful..."
No matter the person who was about to be hit, or the lady holding a durian with her bare hands, both of them looked in pain...
Dita: "Users who upload pictures must be within 200 meters of the violent incident in order for the uploaded pictures to be approved. Users can add their own descriptions to the pictures and can comment on the pictures and texts they post."
For example, in the photo of a woman holding a durian and preparing to throw it forward, the user added the caption: [The man in front said that sweet and salty rice dumplings are nothing, and durian is still smelly. As a result, the woman behind him just raised the durian and threw it forward. Tsk tsk.]
Comments below: [Why did you open up a new battlefield for no reason? You deserved to be beaten. ]
What a gloating comment...
Without looking at the changes in the pictures, it is obvious that the battle site has changed.
The first picture was still inside the supermarket, then it changed to the supermarket entrance, then to the middle of the road, and then the crowd seemed to be fighting, and finally reached the front of the residential area.
Obviously uploaded by a different user.
"This Daleme software can also automatically set keywords and automatically push you content about conflicts that you like," Dita said silently. "For example, I set it to Pepsi and Coca-Cola. When a dispute arises about these two cola brands, the software will push it to me first, no matter how far away I am."
If Guan Hongyan were a local of the Capital of Violence, she would definitely set the keyword as coriander...
But the relationship between this software and what they said before is...
"Oh, yes, and the corpse you mentioned earlier," Dita finally remembered after introducing the app for a long time, "because this software can mark the location where the violent incidents occurred, so we don't have to provoke these fights to get the finger. We just need to set street fighting as a keyword and let the system push it first. After receiving the push, we just need to go there and wait for the violent incident to end and then pick up the ring finger."
Sounds very convenient.
"But this APP..." Yuan Shanming looked puzzled, "This was created by the citizens of B City?"
As expected of you, the capital of violence. Your citizens are no longer satisfied with just getting involved in fights when they encounter them on the streets. They even want to develop a software to start fights, right?
"No," Dita put away her phone, "This thing was made by a leader of the Violent City a few years ago. It is said that he died suddenly while typing code. After leading the team in the Violent City for a while, he felt that there was a lack of such a broadcasting software here, so he made one himself."
"Initially, it was only available for download to new teams in the violent city. The original intention was to allow everyone to avoid violent incidents in the surrounding area as much as possible. The functions were just two simple functions: marking the location of violent incidents and pushing notifications to nearby users. But I don't know when the software was passed to these citizens. Then he developed and added many functions based on the needs of the citizens, and also cooperated with local mobile manufacturers to expand the server."
"If you pay VIP, you can also schedule fights remotely on the app, book popular fight locations in advance, pay to invite users around the fight location to take photos of the fight for you, and record the fights you have participated in, and then display them on the homepage. As long as someone searches for you, they can see your battle traces. As soon as the membership service was launched, it was bought up by the natives of the capital of violence. The leader made a lot of points, and now he is said to have gone to a high-end space to enjoy his life."
Everyone:……
Who could have imagined that such a bizarre software would have such a past and present.
"So you relied on this software to collect ring fingers before?" Bai Jinshu confirmed.
"Yes," Dita nodded readily, "otherwise, with 99 ring fingers, we would have to fight at least 30 or 40 times... We are not made of iron, how can we possibly do it!"
The triggering conditions of S are extremely harsh and perverted. Even if there is no fight, they need to wait for forty to fifty fights to end in a very short period of time. If it weren't for this APP, they wouldn't be able to even take the first step.
"What about the bodies you dealt with afterwards?" He frowned slightly.
If what she said was true, then the people in Guan Hongyan's team only took away a ring finger. Then what caused the body to be divided into so many pieces and gathered together to chase him?
In the city of violence, there are still people who would dismember corpses for no apparent reason?
"Why do you care so much about this?" Dita asked in a strange tone. "Street fights are not that complicated. We all took advantage of the chaos to cut off our fingers. Time was so tight that we didn't have time to deal with the bodies. We just left after cutting them off. If we don't hurry up, we'll miss the next one."
Weren't their fingers obtained by dismembering bodies?
So where did those eyeballs and the arm that were following them come from?
"What's wrong with you?" Guan Hongyan looked at them strangely.
"When we came here... we encountered something strange." Xiao Tang frowned hesitantly and told Dita about the arm that could hide a bullet and the giant eyeballs that were gathered together.
"Do you know what we encountered?" She frowned and looked at Dita.
"I don't know either..." Dita thought for a moment, "I've been in the City of Violence for several months, and I've never come across anything like this before, except for ghost stories..."
She thought for a moment and said, "Shall I call the other team leaders to ask? You said that thing was formed by the aggregation of corpse parts, but in the City of Violence, very few people would dismember corpses..."
"And this new guy of yours," she looked at Bai Jinshu with a puzzled expression, "Maybe some people are born to be attracted to these things. I have a friend who is prone to encountering ghosts..."
Dita muttered to herself as she held up her cell phone and went to the depths of the courtyard to make a call. The battlefield outside the window was still expanding, and it was obvious with the naked eye that the number of participants would increase from one-fifth to more in the future.
The noise of the fighting crowd even reached the courtyard:
"Bullshit! Sweet tofu pudding is a cult!"
"Say it again? I have nothing to say to people who don't understand sweet tofu pudding. God will hate those who can't get it, and heaven will not accept them. After they die, they can only stay in a place where they can only eat sweet tofu pudding forever until their taste changes!"
"Haha, if heaven is all sweet tofu pudding, then isn't that another kind of hell?"
"Stop arguing, you two. Do you want sweet or salty rice dumplings?"
"Who stuffed a piece of lime-flavored potato chip into my mouth? Shameless thing! Get out of here!"
"What a joke! Didn't you just lean over and eat it yourself?"
"Ah..." Xiao Tang sighed, "What active citizens..."
Why is this still happening...
"If we continue fighting like this, won't everyone in the city gather behind us?" Yuan Shanming was worried.
There are more and more people fighting...
"That won't happen," Guan Hongyan said with a serious face, "because no one will come anymore."
"Why?" Huangmao asked curiously.
Guan Hongyan: “Uh…”
"Because the remaining four-fifths of the citizens are also fighting..." she said in a faint voice.
"Didn't you realize... there are only two of us here?" She scratched her head awkwardly, "Because the remaining nine team members are also outside trying to cause trouble."
"We have to create 99 fights in a day and a half!" She raised her voice to emphasize, "Of course we have to provoke fights in all directions!"
"Well, it's the man you saw, the one with lots of muscles," Guan Hongyan rubbed his nose and explained, "He started to negotiate cooperation with the local gangs yesterday. Because there is no limit on the scale of the fights that trigger S now, we cooperated with the local gangs and promised to divert most of the police resources and citizens within one day today to create opportunities for them to rob and increase the number of small-scale fights."
"So..." Bai Jinshu's eyelids twitched wildly, "The zero-dollar purchases we saw when we entered B were done by you guys."
"You can't say it was us, right?" Guan Hongyan said confidently, "B has had the tradition of zero-yuan shopping since I came here. It's just that we lured everyone away this time, so it's more serious."
It sounds like their provocation today was planned.
"What about these at the door?" Finally, it was Yuan Shanming who spoke.
"Oh, it's okay," Guan Hongyan glanced at the watch, "It's almost time for dinner, we'll be disbanding soon, I'll post a status to see how many people don't want to play anymore."
She turned on her phone and walked to the gate of the courtyard, took a photo and typed a dynamic picture nearby: [Are there any salty tofu pudding sisters who were fighting this morning? I’m a little hungry. How about we continue in the afternoon? ]
As soon as the picture was released, it received an enthusiastic response.
[Has anyone signed up for membership yet? Make a reservation for the fight location this afternoon! ]
[This area is too small to play, so I will go to the Civic Center Square to play in the afternoon. ]
[The Civic Center Plaza has been reserved long ago, so there are no seats available today. ]
[It’s time to stop. It’s almost time for lunch. I’m rushing back to the company cafeteria to get food.]
[Why are you in such a hurry? The aunt from your cafeteria is probably here too. ]
[Auntie is not here, she eats everything. If you don’t go back, it will be past the company’s dinner time! ]
As more and more people joined the Internet, the sound of fighting at the door gradually died down. The popularity of the "Dare to Fight" app was beyond imagination. Many people actually put down their weapons and joined the discussion within the app.
[Sweet Zongzi Party, come and gather here][Picture.jpg]
[Salty Zongzi Party, our position is higher than the ones above. 】【Picture.jpg】
[Is there anyone from the No. 1 Middle School? Is our grade director there during morning reading? Will we be caught if we sneak back to school now? ]
[I’m rushing back to the company to eat, so I’m leaving. If anyone books a new fight location, please kick this post.]
[The student from the No. 1 Middle School in the city mentioned above took roll call during the second period, and called the parents of all those who were not in school.]
[That's fine, my parents are fighting here. ]
There is a strange sense of disconnection in this feeling of being in a life-and-death fight one second and communicating peacefully on the Internet the next.
The crowd at the door dispersed in just over ten minutes, leaving behind the newlyweds who were stunned after watching Guan Hongyan post the message.
"Your city of violence..." Xiao Tang searched for words for a long time, "yet the violence is quite orderly."
Although they would fight over the sweetness or saltiness of the rice dumplings, those who wanted to go home would eat, and those who wanted to go back to school would attend classes, so apart from fighting, they still lived their lives.
"Let's go eat now. Will they gather here and fight again in the afternoon?" Huangmao was a little worried.
"No," Guan Hongyan stood up from the ground, "These people are just too idle. When there is a new fight in the afternoon, they will not gather here."
"It's time for lunch," she glanced at her watch and called out, "Sister Tazi, what are you having for lunch?"
Dita's voice came from inside: "Can you see if anyone has taken the takeout order?"
"No," Guan Hongyan flipped through the software, "Let's go to the store to eat."
"Wait a minute while I change my clothes," Dita's voice became a little distant. After a while, she changed into a coat and came out, "You and your friends can come with us. Let's go to the nearby snack street to find something to eat."
"I just asked other teams in the City of Violence, but no one has replied. They are probably fighting. I'll tell them later after they see the message." Dita looked at her phone. "I haven't seen those corpses you mentioned before in the few months I've been here. They may be new changes caused by the trigger that caused the environment to change."
She walked in front, saying as she walked: "The ecology of the City of Violence is very fragile. It is the only city in the entire Novice Village that is not inhabited by any non-human species."
Guan Hongyan explained in a low voice from behind: "Because the indigenous people here are too xenophobic, any species other than humans who want to enter here will be beaten out by them."
"In the entire Novice Village, the proportion of humans is actually not high. Cities like the City of Violence, where humans are the majority, have very unstable ecology. Triggering S, which affects the status of the entire region, is likely to break this fragile balance."
Yuan Shanming thought for a moment and said, "Do you know what the S you touched is?"
"I don't know," Dita spread her hands. "You've been to the City of Violence before, so you should know that there are basically no great ghost stories in the City of Violence. We got this clue by accident. There is no precedent before, and no one has triggered it. No one knows what will be triggered."
"Although the City of Violence is very dangerous for the team members... Hey," she said as she walked, she waved away a bottle thrown from a distance and raised her voice, "Don't you have eyes? Throwing bottles around during a fight?"
"Stop making such a fuss. It didn't hit you!" An angry voice came from the other end.
"You think it's that easy after it hits you? Be careful or I'll chop off your hand!"
"Well... it's dangerous to walk on the street, not to mention that the city-wide buff is now on. It's easy to trigger ghost stories when walking on the street, just like what happened just now. If you don't respond so fiercely, they will easily see you as a weak persimmon and immediately start a low-level ghost story for you." After saying this viciously, Dita turned around and shrugged and continued, "But overall, high-risk ghost stories here are the least common. Dangerous ghost stories are basically... avoided!"
In the distance, a car was rushing towards them on the street.
"Hey, which unlucky kid stole an adult's car and drove it again!" Dita rolled up her sleeves, picked up a stone on the ground and threw it at him, "Xiao Hong, let's go!"
The stone hit the glass with a "bang", scaring the driver so much that he stepped on the accelerator and crashed into a tree on the side of the road. Before everyone in the City of the Dead could react, Guan Hongyan and Dita teamed up, one of them kicked open the glass and the other pulled the child off the driver's seat.
He was a boy who looked about eleven or twelve years old, with a rebellious look on his face. He was ready to fight with Dita, but was lifted up by the collar by Guan Hongyan behind him.
The two strong adults had no idea that children should not be bullied, and they quickly subdued the naughty kid.
"Eating a meal is so restless... Will this buff ever end?" Dita took off her coat and put it on the car. "Unlucky child, I haven't eaten yet. If you dare to tell me a weird story now, don't blame me for beating you up. Where are your parents?"
"What do you care?" The child was unruly and glanced in Bai Jinshu's direction intentionally or unintentionally.
"Didn't your parents teach you not to mess with the sisters on the street, or you'll get beaten and cry for your parents?" Guan Hongyan thought something was wrong when she saw the look in the child's eyes. She quickly stepped forward and pinched the child's cheek, twisting his face back to block him from looking in Cen Bingqi's direction, fearing that Dita would notice something was wrong. "Our two sisters are kind-hearted. They didn't fight back even though they were almost killed by you. If it were you, your parents would definitely play mixed doubles."
"Tsk," the child's cheeks turned red, and he stammered, "I'm not... I'm not afraid!"
Just as he finished speaking, there was another sound of sudden brakes coming from the distance.
Everyone looked up and saw another car speeding towards them, about to hit them.
Xiao Tang quickly pulled over Guan Hongyan who was standing in the path of the car. The black SUV brushed past Dita's shoulder and sped past, then stopped in front of the wall with a "squeak", almost causing another car accident.
A bald muscular man got out from the driver's seat of the vehicle.
At first glance, he looks 80% similar to that unfortunate child.
"Hey, is this your child?" Dita curled her lips and threw the child over. "Your family's poor driving skills are really inherited from generation to generation. Two adults can't watch a poor child steal a car. Go home and give him a good beating."
"You guys intercepted him?" The bald muscle man caught his son with one hand and lifted him up like a chicken. "Thank you, I didn't beat the kid enough. I'll give him a good lesson when I get home!"
The two of them got into the Land Rover, and they could still vaguely hear the boy's unconvinced voice: "Why do you have to beat me up just because I stole a car and came out to tell people about ghost stories, but my sister doesn't have to!"
"Haha," the bald muscle man sneered, "Because your sister is sweet-talking, when she was caught and found that she couldn't fight, she would hug the stranger's thighs and say sorry to her brother and sister. Unlike you, you are so stupid that you would quarrel with others after being caught."
"If it were someone with a bad temper, your father would fight with him right now!"
The sound of the accelerator rang out, and the black Land Rover sped away.
Dita patted the dust off her hands and explained, "Most of these people who scam people on the road are unlucky kids in the violent city. Growing up in the violent city, these naughty kids are eager to prove themselves. Every day when they see new people on the road, they want to scam them and file a ticket. In general, you don't need to do anything about it. Just give them a beating. If their parents come to find them, let them go home and beat them up."
"Oh, right, where were you talking about?"
"You're talking about the dangerous weird stories in the city of violence." The yellow-haired man was stunned and added weakly.
"Oh oh yeah, dangerous weird talk," Dita suddenly remembered, "I said dangerous... Shit!"
She heard a sound of breaking air above her head and jumped to the side quickly.
Just as she jumped away, something came crashing down from above.
It turned out to be a vase.
The water in the vase and the broken pieces of the vase splashed everywhere, and the three roses in the vase were broken like withered flowers. If it had hit Dita on the head, at least she would have been broken and bleeding.
"Does he have any sense of public morality? Throwing objects from high places? There are people walking downstairs! Are they going to fight?" Dita put her hands on her hips and looked up.
Upstairs, in the small office building, no one paid any attention to her. Through the broken glass, she could hear the sound of a fierce quarrel coming from inside the building.
"You don't love me at all! All you do is fight outside all day long!"
"You didn't fight? You didn't fight? You didn't fight? Who was the one who got into a fight over a sweet and salty rice dumpling? It wasn't you? Don't you think you're really funny? What's the difference between these two kinds of rice dumplings?"
"No matter how funny I am, it's not as funny as you fighting with others over whether Houttuynia cordata is delicious or not, right? This thing is so disgusting that only a fool would eat it!"
"I don't allow you to say Houttuynia cordata! If you don't put Houttuynia cordata in the roasted potato skin, it's roasted in vain!"
"Come on, get out! I don't want anything you gave me anymore! Let's break up!"
The banging noises from upstairs became louder. A bunny-eared doll, a brand-name bag, and a cell phone with a broken screen were even thrown out from the broken window. A colleague's voice seemed to be mixed in: "Are you two crazy? Breaking up and smashing the company's things?"
"Where's the security? The security threw them both out of the window!"
"What are you doing! You just watch them throw me down! Husband, why don't you say something!"
"Stop interfering in our affairs!"
"You two, shut up!" the colleague said angrily, "We are colleagues, don't force me to beat you two!"
"I think these two people are actually..." Xiao Tang was silent for a moment, "They are quite a good match. There is no need to break up."
Dita rubbed her head and asked, "What was I going to say?"
"Forget it, don't say it anymore," Guan Hongyan quickly stretched out her hand to stop him, "I don't think you can say this today, so let me say it."
She raised her head silently: "In fact, in the violent city, high-risk ghost stories are the least common. Dangerous ghost stories are mainly composed of dangerous locals."
"I see..." Bai Jinshu twitched his lips, "If you want to do ghost stories in the city of violence, besides having strong fighting skills, the most important thing is actually good luck."
Schrödinger's local luck is that of Dita, who is so unlucky that she encounters strange things every three steps, but always manages to narrowly escape danger.
"Anyway..." Dita continued, "If you can fight, then there's no problem."
Yuan Shanming: "...I still find it hard to understand why someone would explore here."
In this hellish environment where one could die just walking on the street, who on earth can thrive here?
All the way to the restaurant, we were led by two local team members, Dita and Guan Hongyan. Problems and disasters occurred frequently along the way, but when we finally sat down in the restaurant in the snack street, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
The weird stories every three steps that we didn't experience in the City of the Dead are now abundant here. The invisible assassinations that everyone encountered along the way are enough to make "Final Destination" one to eight.
"Speaking of which, where are the other members of your team?" Yuan Shanming looked up. "Don't we need to worry about them?"
"No need," Dita poured herself a cup of tea, "They will solve the lunch problem by themselves. I'll check the progress..."
"It has been confirmed that 35 fights have been completed," Guan Hongyan seemed to be thinking. "According to this order, our one and a half day countdown will end tomorrow morning. It will definitely be too late to complete 99 fights before then. We have to work overtime tonight and smash other people's windows or something..."
In just twenty hours, they provoked thirty-four group fights. This team of only ten people was simply so terrifying.
But at this rate, 99 games is still a distant number.
After all, the atmosphere in the city of violence is easily ignited, and small fights can easily be expanded for some strange reasons and eventually turn into a large-scale group fight.
It's simply out of control.
Not to mention that now with the buff, it is easier to trigger the weird stories in the City of Violence.
"Hey, let's eat first." The waiter brought a large plate of chicken, and Dita quickly greeted him, "Try it, it's worth it! I always come to this restaurant with my team!"
Could this be the reason why she traveled thousands of miles to come here?
"I know the owner of this restaurant. Although he has a bad temper, his cooking skills are definitely the best in the entire City of Violence. Among all the restaurants that serve big plate chicken, this one is the best!"
"But the boss just can't stand others saying bad things about him, so if you don't like the taste, wait until you get out."
Everyone silently took a look at the big plate of chicken, and it actually looked quite delicious.
Green coriander and sesame seeds floated on a layer of red oil, and the chicken pieces below the red oil were mixed with a lot of stewed soft sweet potato noodles and potato cubes. The tempting aroma wafted from the dish, and for a moment people almost forgot that this was the most dangerous and violent city in the entire Novice Village.
Just as the waiter put down seven bowls of rice and everyone picked up their chopsticks to start feasting, there was a sudden "bang" sound from the kitchen.
The sound was not only loud, but also carried a wave of air.
The gust of wind rushed over violently, and the dust on the ground surged. The tempting big plate of chicken was instantly covered with a layer of dust that was shaken down from the ceiling.
"What's wrong?" Dita jumped up nervously.
Bai Jinshu's nose detected something wrong: "Don't eat! Let's go! It's a gas explosion!"
"Gas explosion--" Before Guan Hongyan could finish her words, a heat wave rushed out from the direction of the kitchen.
Someone lit a fire in the kitchen!
Everyone quickly got up and ran outside. Bai Jinshu was in the innermost position and came out last. Logically, the flames should have burned him to some extent. Fortunately, after a familiar snap of fingers, the flames that were about to wrap around a corner of him instantly shrank back a few inches.
Following the explosion, the chef's full-throated voice came from the kitchen: "I'll blow you to death!"
"Boss, don't be angry, don't be angry!" The waiter's voice sounded, "It's not worth getting angry with the guests."
"If you have the guts, kill me! I'm telling you! Your food today is too salty!"
"Don't stop me, I'm going to kill him!" the boss said angrily.
"Uh..." Dita took a deep breath, "It's just that I really can't say the food is not tasty in front of the boss."
Everyone:……
Capital of violence, you are really violent.
Who can survive in such a city?
In this strange atmosphere, Guan Hongyan uttered softly, "Ah, now it's thirty-six."
"Maybe someone else heard what we said earlier about not speaking ill of the boss," she said weakly, "so this fight was also counted towards our performance."
"We are still sixty-three games away from our goal... Well, at least it's not that far away."
Everyone became even more silent.
As expected of you, the capital of violence.
Just as everyone was lamenting the loss of this bowl of big plate chicken, Xiao Tang silently glanced at Bai Jin and said, "Actually... I think it's quite simple to cause fights and achieve these 99 fights."
"Hmm?" Her words attracted everyone's attention. "What?"
"Well... it's a bit mean, but it has some practical significance," Xiao Tang weakly hugged Dita's muscular arms, "Sister, promise me that if this method works, you and Sister Hua will protect me."
Bai Jinshu: "Why don't you speak first? Is there any weird talk here that you can't defeat?"
Xiao Tang: "Well, go back and tell me... go back and tell me... it will definitely be useful anyway!"
Everyone finished their meal with a half-believing and half-confused look on their faces and walked towards the settlement.
It was almost time for lunch break to end, and many citizens of the violent city who had nothing to do and planned to continue fighting had already gathered at this place in advance.
"Okay, let's wait for the results to come!" Xiao Tang rushed into the room mysteriously, fiddling with something, and hid behind Dita with a cowardly look on his face.
A giant printed banner was thrown out by her, and at the same time, new violent incidents appeared in the Da Le Me app.
The event was located at the gate of the courtyard, and the description only had four large characters - [Martial Arts Competition to Win a Bride]. When you clicked on the fist icon, Bai Jinshu's high-definition photo suddenly appeared in the details.
I don't know when this girl took this photo.
Everyone: …
Bai Jinshu's face was cold: "Why is it my photo?"
Little Tang said timidly: "You are popular. Those half arms and big eyes love you. The citizens of the violent city must love you even more."
At the door, citizens who were preparing to fight received this new push.
Soon, new pictures and texts appeared in the live broadcast column.
[11111 is really looking for a wife, brother? ]
[Hurry up and say that people in the violent city don’t lie to people in the violent city. If you say so, I will believe you. 】
[Family, is this a high-p? I really like this! ]
[The 435th boy I met when I was the most helpless, the one I wanted to protect the most. 】
[Where is the registration office for the marriage proposal? Who posted this event? Give me a registration point!]
[Shark, shark, shark, I'll beat you to pieces! I'm the champion of the martial arts competition! ]
"Look!" Xiao Tang huddled behind Dita's very secure muscles and said confidently, "When the time comes, let them come up one by one to fight. Sixty-three games are nothing. There are six hundred and thirty-six thousand and three hundred and sixty-three thousand people at the door. We will fill it up soon!"
Bai Jinshu took a deep breath and said, "Is this the method you said would definitely work?"
Xiao Tang: "...Just tell me if it's useful!"
The author has something to say:
Danger·Citizens of the violent city·Danger
There is a real app called Citizen, but it is a foreign app. All American students should have installed it. Its functions are the same as those mentioned above, but there is no intention to participate in a fight. However, you can really watch the show online. If there are any violent incidents, shootings, or zero-dollar purchases nearby, you will be prompted with a pop-up window. If you are close, you will be asked if you are willing to go over and take a photo. The main feature is to popularize a war correspondent.
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