Chapter 112 Rat Killing 20
I didn't expect there would be a live broadcast to watch.
Yu Ke sat on the small chair that the man had conjured up. Next to her was a small table with tea and snacks on it.
The treatment was so good that she couldn't help feeling a little guilty when she looked at the tense and serious atmosphere among the players on the screen.
Her eyes wandered and fell on the small, cute and delicious snacks, and she made a unilateral and difficult decision.
She can look at it, but she won’t eat it!
Otherwise, what would it look like to eat while watching? She didn't come to watch the movie to relax.
We must respect our colleagues who work hard.
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In the woods on the other side.
Yu Xiuming found the wooden house where the old man lived. The players stood still and looked at each other, not daring to act rashly for a while.
Who knows what awaits them inside.
A dozen people spread out and surrounded the wooden house to prevent the people inside from escaping.
But even though the players made no effort to conceal their actions, the cabin remained silent and dark.
It was as if the people inside didn't notice anything and were still immersed in their dreams.
An impatient player couldn't help it, so he took out a long-range throwing prop, smashed the window accurately, and threw it into the house.
The colorful lights flickered in the dark night, accompanied by dynamic music, and the channel instantly shifted from horror to a disco scene.
The others watched this scene: …
The person who caused this scene was a teenager of about seventeen or eighteen years old. Next to him was a middle-aged man who was dressed sloppily. He raised his hand and hit him on the head.
The boy cried out in pain, holding his head and angrily said, "What are you doing!"
Middle-aged man: "What am I doing? Look at what you have become. Can you be more serious?"
The boy was still indignant: "Didn't you tell me to throw it away?"
Everyone immediately looked at the middle-aged man with subtle eyes: Good guy, the thief is crying thief.
Middle-aged man: “…” Sooner or later, he will be pissed off to death by this rebellious son.
He asked him to throw the props, but he didn't ask him to throw it like this!
Just when the middle-aged man was about to perform a set of stick-style family education on the spot, a rustling sound came from the wooden house.
The players who were watching the fun just now immediately turned back vigilantly and stared at the direction of the wooden house.
The next moment, a tide of rats gushed out of the wooden house like a gusher, rushing towards the players.
A dense army of fat and strong mice, with red eyes glowing in the dark, ran towards their prey fearlessly.
"What the fuck!"
"I'm going to throw up, this looks so disgusting..."
"I give up. What do these mice eat to grow so big?"
"Damn it, look at the way they're chasing us and gnawing at us. Why are you asking us what we're eating?!"
The players jumped up and down to avoid the rats' attacks.
However, even if you climb up the tree, it will be useless, as the rats will follow and continue to chase and bite the player.
"How can a damn mouse climb a tree?!"
"It's not surprising that they can grow so big and do so many things! Don't just bark, try to kill a few of them!"
The scene became chaotic, the players were chased by rats and ran around, and soon a gap was opened in the encirclement of the wooden house.
The old man who was hiding in the wooden house and observing the situation took advantage of this opportunity and ran out of the house under the cover of darkness.
Yu Xiuming, who had been waiting for him to show up, followed him immediately.
Yu Xiuming's figure was like a ghost. He came behind the old man at an extremely fast speed, took out the props and attacked him directly.
The old man was keenly aware of the attack from behind, and reacted quickly by leaping to the side and dodged.
But this time it successfully stopped the old man from leaving.
Players around him saw him and showed off their various props, shook off the siege of the rats, and rushed towards the old man.
Catch the leader first.
Kill the old ones first, and the young ones will be doomed too!
Charge! ! !
The old man dodged the crowd's attack with a gloomy face, chanting an unknown spell.
Although I have no idea what he is reading, I can tell with my toes that it is definitely not a good thing.
Sure enough, before he finished reading, the rats became more and more violent.
They squeaked like crazy, the teeth in their mouths grew longer and sharper, and their speed and strength became faster and stronger.
One player was accidentally caught up by a mouse and bitten on the calf, and a piece of flesh was torn off. The pain made him swear.
The evolution of the rats has made most players no longer care about the old man, and they are overwhelmed with dealing with the rats that are fed with hormones.
The old man's pressure suddenly eased.
But the spell in his mouth still did not stop, and it was obvious that he had a big move coming up.
Yu Xiuming didn't want to delay any longer, as delaying might lead to unexpected events. With a cold face, he took out new props.
As soon as the prop was taken out, the old man's face changed and he immediately realized that something was wrong.
The old man chanted the spell faster and faster.
At the same time, hair on his face began to grow and his facial features changed. Gradually, his head, which looked like a rat, turned into a rat head.
It just still retained its human body, with a rat head and a human body, and looked exactly the same as what the drunk uncle saw that day.
Yu Xiuming remained unmoved. The ice-like prop in his hand melted instantly, revealing a tiny silver flame inside.
The silver flame flickered, and the light was so weak that it seemed like it would go out in the next second.
It was clearly a flame, but there was not a trace of heat. On the contrary, the temperature around it dropped sharply the moment it appeared.
The players who were nearby all shuddered, exhaled white mist from their mouths, and subconsciously retreated away from the location of the fire.
Only Yu Xiuming was not affected at all.
He raised his hand, and the silver flame in his hand floated towards the old man.
It seemed slow, but in the blink of an eye, the silver flame floated behind the old man.
The old man's body was covered with a layer of frost. He was frozen stiff and his speed was affected, slowing down.
He gritted his teeth and persisted, chanting the spell without interruption, and finally finished it at the moment the flame touched him.
The familiar thick fog came over us.
The old man who turned into ice was submerged in the thick fog, and in the blink of an eye, his figure disappeared.
Yu Xiuming slowly stopped, the expression on his face unclear in the mist.
Yu Ke clenched her fists regretfully.
It was just a little bit more and the bad old guy was caught.
What a pity.
As she was speaking, someone handed her a cup of milk tea and she took it reflexively and drank two sips.
The sweet taste greatly soothed the turbulent emotions in her heart.
Um?
The little beauty realized it belatedly and turned her head to look.
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