The head of the acrobatic troupe was looking towards the mid-air wall of the acrobatic hall.
The originally dark and empty stone brick wall now has ornamental glass windows covering the entire wall!
This is a one-way glass window, and players cannot see what is inside the window.
But the "distinguished guest" who holds everyone's lives in his hands is most likely behind the glass window, watching their panic elegantly and lazily, as if he is just watching a trivial and low-quality thriller.
"..." A novice player was angry. He picked up a stone from somewhere, raised his arm, threw it high, and smashed it at the glass window in mid-air: "Get lost!"
Not only him, many novice players could not stand such an insult - they would actually lose their lives at the hands of an NPC who never appeared? !
But before the stone thrown by the novice player fell, he was grabbed by a pair of invisible big hands and thrown high into the air. Then, a dull sound of hitting the ground was heard, and he fell to the ground in a bloody flower.
He did not die at that moment. He lay on the ground, half of his body was a bloody mess, and the other half was still twisted in pain. His head was opened and blood vessels and brains were still twitching.
The head of the acrobatic troupe glanced at the body coldly and said in a calm voice: "This is the result of disrespecting the guests! Next, please ask the acrobats to line up in the order of the original list and draw lots for the acrobatic performance items in order."
Another draw...
This time, no one dared to resist and everyone lined up obediently.
Jian Busian stood at the end of the line, his hands in his pockets, casually holding a piece of lemon-flavored candy in his mouth. He raised his eyes, his gaze focused on the glass window on the wall.
At this moment, a scream suddenly broke out from the queue that was queuing up to draw lots.
A novice player was reluctant to go up and draw lots. He collapsed to the ground, broke down and cried, and refused to get up no matter what.
The circus did not let him go, and in the blink of an eye, he was crushed by an invisible stone, and his whole body instantly turned into a pool of meat paste, embedded in the floor and could not be dug out no matter how hard he tried.
This time he could really lie limp on the ground forever.
The head of the acrobatic troupe stood in a high corridor, holding the railing, looking down at the players below.
"The distinguished guest is watching you from behind the glass window. Please follow the work ethics of a good acrobat and don't delay the drawing of lots!"
"From now on, if someone's name is called but he doesn't come to draw a lot within one minute... all of you present here will die with him!"
"I don't like acrobats who would displease the distinguished guests!"
The head of the acrobatic troupe, Zhimadou, opened his eyes very wide, his eyeballs bulged high, and the blue fascia was clearly visible.
When Qin Yihan heard this, he was horrified and took a deep breath.
It is worthy of being a dungeon with a roaming BOSS.
Everything in the copy foreshadows an inevitable death.
If anyone among this group of players deliberately does not draw lots, or if something unexpected happens and they cannot draw lots, then all the players will die.
Qin Yihan thought of what Jian Busian was going to do.
Jian Bushian was about to disguise himself as a servant and go to the distinguished guest.
But Jian Busian had to draw lots for the acrobatic performance event.
Caught in a dilemma, time is running out.
What if something happens to him and he can't make it in time to draw lots? What should I do?
Qin Yihan still wanted to persuade Jian Bumian not to go to the distinguished guest's place. Maybe the head of the acrobatic troupe had forgotten about it and wouldn't find out.
But the next moment, the head of the circus glanced at the clock in the middle of the hall and muttered quietly: "Hmm... I wonder if the little attendant has gone to the guest's place. Let's go and check..."
He spoke to himself in a very low voice, but Qin Yihan could hear it clearly.
This seemed like a deliberate attempt to create a bad taste in the copy, and Qin Yihan's heart almost hung in his throat.
——The head of the acrobatic troupe has never forgotten!
Jian Bumian no longer has the props to disguise himself as an NPC, and the head of the acrobatic troupe will recognize him as an acrobat!
Qin Yihan hurriedly looked for Jian Busian.
But he didn't see the other person.
Jane Bumian disappeared from the team.
Then, someone patted his shoulder. He turned around and saw a blond and blue-eyed Western player, the player who gave Jane Bumian a dress during the day.
The blond player started talking to Qin Yihan in broken Chinese.
"You don't have to look for him, he has just left the team and gone to the guest's place.
...Are you worried about him? Are you worried that he will die? Or are you worried that he won't be able to come back in time to draw lots, and then all the players will be wiped out?"
Qin Yihan's mood was complicated, he didn't know what he was worried about.
He didn't want to die, nor did he want Jane Bumian to die.
The blond player raised his eyes and looked deeply in the direction where Jian Bumian left.
"Don't worry, I think he will not only come back alive, but will also give us a huge surprise with a twist."
He narrowed his narrow blue eyes, his look meaningful.
"There's an old saying in your country: 'Don't judge a book by its cover.' So, don't be fooled by his pretty and delicate appearance. I think he's very powerful. Just like the NPC my guild encountered before... ah, I accidentally said something else."
He chuckled a few times, changed the subject, and turned away.
Qin Yihan's legs felt a little weak, so he held onto the wall and slowly sat down.
He stared at the direction where Jian Busian left, his mind full of the question - Will Jian Busian really come back?
"Qin Yihan."
It was his turn to draw lots.
Qin Yihan didn't dare to slack off no matter what, and hurried over to draw the lot.
Since it was his turn in the draw, it meant that Jane Bumian’s name was not far away.
Only half an hour left at most.
*****
Jian Busian secretly left the drawing team while no one was paying attention.
Just now, he had already observed the terrain of the entire circus hall and knew where to enter the VIP guest rooms.
Jian Busian followed the route he had planned in his mind and entered the area for VIPs in the circus.
When he walked into that place, he couldn't help but marvel a little in his heart.
There is a world of difference between here and where the acrobats live.
The walls were golden white, the floor was covered with a thick red wool blanket, and the light was snow-white, much brighter than outside.
The air is no longer filled with the unpleasant smell of dampness, but instead has a light plant fragrance.
Jian Busian saw many lifelike sculptures placed on both sides of the wide corridor.
There are elephants playing with balls, tiger cubs running through fire rings, monkeys riding unicycles...
Jian Busian couldn't help but have doubts in his heart.
He has been in this copy for so long,...why has he never seen any animal acrobatics?
This is obviously the most important part of the circus's acrobatics.
Soon, Jane Bumian walked to the end of the corridor.
At the end of the corridor, on the left is a tightly closed golden door, and on the right is a huge glass floor-to-ceiling window.
Most likely, the distinguished guest is resting inside the golden gate.
In front of the glass floor-to-ceiling window, there are sofas and coffee tables.
The huge sofa looked very soft and expensive. On the coffee table was a bottle of red wine and a wine glass.
It seemed as if this was just an ordinary reception room in a noble's home.
But no one could have imagined that this "reception room" was used to watch exciting and spectacular death acrobatics.
It completely interprets the idea of treating human life as worthless to the extreme.
Jian Busian stopped in front of the French window.
He looked through the glass and could see the players in the circus hall.
It's a bird's-eye view.
This high-altitude angle, coupled with the pale light coming from nowhere, makes the players below look like insignificant ants, squirming humbly, exuding an atmosphere of weakness and powerlessness.
Jane's sleepless gaze remained on the scene outside the glass wall, and her brows unconsciously frowned.
At this moment, he didn't notice that the door behind him was slowly being pushed open.
The shiny black leather shoes approached the unsuspecting Jane Bumian without making any sound.
The author has something to say:
Woo, Xiao Erduo is busy entering v to save drafts, not sure where the update is qwq I thought this chapter was the end of the top, but I didn't expect there is still one chapter
Little angels, guess the hair and eye color of the old man in Mian Mian’s movie (there are still many movies that have not been released yet). There will be a small red envelope if you guess it><
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