[An exciting highway intersection is about to appear!!!]
Wow, I've already put my cup down, is this going to turn into a fight?! I can't bear to watch (/▽╲)
If you had kept your eyes closed a little longer, I might have believed your nonsense.
[It's here!!! The exciting moment has finally arrived!!!]
Chen Xinyi watched as the vehicle in front of her appeared, her eyes filled with envy as she looked at the tricycle, which was many times larger than her bicycle.
But she didn't expect that the man would stop a short distance away and come down carrying a stick.
No way?! It's live streaming!!!
This guy is going to beat someone up on live stream!!!
Chen Xinyi immediately wanted to turn around and run, but halfway through the turn, she suddenly remembered that going against the flow would result in elimination. She swallowed hard and looked at the man carrying the stick with some fear. It was impossible for her not to be afraid at all.
The main issue was that it was the first time they had crossed roads, and she wasn't sure if the other party was just putting on an act or if they were really going to fight.
Fortunately, several staff members were already waiting at the road intersection, which relieved her anxiety and allowed her to calm down.
The sound of the other person's stick dragging on the black ground grew closer.
Chen Xinyi felt she could see the determination in the other person's eyes, and the arrogance of someone who thought their opponent was so weak that they could be killed with a single finger. She slowly raised the prop gun in her hand and pulled the trigger.
A colorful flower bloomed on the other person's shirt, and a staff member next to them raised a red flag and shouted through a megaphone, "Number 34 is eliminated."
Another staff member was taking notes while seemingly checking the items with his eyes.
Chen Xinyi saw the other person's eyes go from "How could this be?" to "Full of anger," but in the end, she had no choice but to have the wooden stick taken away by the staff and be driven away.
She watched the other person walk away before she breathed a sigh of relief, a chill running down her spine.
She then realized that she had been sweating a lot without even noticing, and the sudden chill made her shiver involuntarily.
Then, my mind went blank, and my palms, which were holding the prop gun, turned red and began to tremble involuntarily.
She eliminated a contestant? She really eliminated them?!
Her heart suddenly began to pound wildly, she felt a surge of excitement, and her hands stopped trembling and unconsciously gripped the prop gun.
I thought we'd have a proper exchange of blows? That's it?! Suddenly I miss "Man vs. Wild," where you can see some action.
What kind of martial arts are you talking about? That's just one-sided torture!
That's right!
I actually feel it's quite different. Compared to close-quarters combat, props don't have that visceral, bone-crunching feel, but there's a sense of overwhelming power under the influence of reason. I wonder if you guys can feel it.
[I totally understand! It's just like when I'm fishing. Beneath the calm surface, the hook could be bitten at any moment. The feeling of being able to reel it in cleanly and decisively is incredibly satisfying.]
The sudden surge of adrenaline beneath a calm surface is indeed captivating; it's as if an ordinary, peaceful life has suddenly been given a life-or-death advantage.
[Sigh, after talking about it for half a year, it's still just Death Note.]
[I've waited so many years and it still hasn't happened, and now it's all ruined?!]
[Holy crap, quick, go check on number 17!]
[Are these two really that strong?!]
Neither of them had any weapons, so they were fighting hand-to-hand. They were locked in a fierce struggle, each trying to throw the other off the track.
This wrestling match was actually quite interesting.
【Huh?! Who sent this gift?!】
Zhou Sheng noticed that a staff member had placed a prop gun not far away.
"A netizen gifted No. 17 a prop pistol and one bullet."
[Exciting?! One bullet!!!]
[It's heating up!!! Hurry and grab yours on the 17th!!!]
[Number 17 is pinned down; both of them are currently focused on this prop gun and can't move.]
Zhou Sheng felt his strength gradually weakening. He looked at another person, who didn't seem to be much better off than him. He had to win; he absolutely had to win.
From the day he left the doctor's office, every time he closed his eyes, all he could see was that exorbitant medical bill that he couldn't afford.
He suddenly opened his eyes and, with all his might, broke free unexpectedly.
But before he could even be happy to touch the toy gun, he was restrained again.
Why? Why does fate always force him to give up?! Why does fate always play tricks on him?! He refuses to accept it!!! He's already tried so hard to live his life, that gambling, alcoholic, and violent scoundrel is finally dead, everything is clearly starting to look good, he's not reconciled!!!
Why didn't that rotten person get a terminal illness? He struggled so hard, he was so close to seeing the sunlight again, why?!
"ah-!"
With a long roar, Zhou Sheng rolled over to weaken his opponent and quickly ran to the prop gun.
Snap! A colorful little flower blooms on the other person's forehead.
His eyes were bloodshot, his pupils looked like they were about to bulge out, and his gaze was fierce, as if he were holding a real pistol.
The other person met his gaze, paused for a moment, then dusted himself off and stood up.
Zhou Sheng kept his gun raised and stared at the other person.
The other person looked somewhat helpless, then laughed heartily and extended their hand to Zhou Sheng.
Zhou Sheng felt his brain had stopped working, and he involuntarily took a half step back when the other person came over, grabbed one of his arms, and shook his hand.
"Young man, you've got real strength. Keep up the good work and go all the way."
Zhou Sheng stared at the other person's back, a blurry image, the hand still holding the gun firmly in his hand.
Only when the other person was completely out of sight did he collapse to the ground, realizing that tears had soaked the front of his clothes. But he quickly wiped away his tears, gathered his things, and continued walking.
[Didn't number 17 eliminate the opponent? What's there to cry about?]
[I don't understand, but the person who gave the gift is truly amazing. The previously balanced battle was instantly disrupted. If someone else had gotten it first, number 17 would probably have been eliminated.]
Wow, look at this! This person has so much stuff! After taking over their supplies on the 17th, they're already in the top 60 on the leaderboard.
[It seems like this kind of blitzkrieg is a pretty easy way to get rich; it's survival of the fittest, after all.]
[I feel like something's not right. Everything seems to be going too smoothly from the start of the show until now, which isn't like Director Lin's style.]
[You're scaring yourself.]
[No, everyone, how long has it been since the escape room reality show aired? Have you all forgotten? Director Lin always manages to pull something unexpected.]
"No way, there's nothing to cause trouble in this competition. You're overthinking it."
I just felt something was off; it was too calm.
【No way?! This is called calm?! Have you never watched a slow-paced variety show?! This is calm? My heart rate has increased significantly compared to usual.】
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