After sending out the barrage, Chen Weicai sighed sadly.
Perhaps because he was unable to speak, or perhaps he was unwilling to speak, the first-person ‘protagonist’ in the video did not give any reaction.
In this case, he was afraid that his right to post barrages would be deprived of him, or he felt that the 'protagonist' in the video was just an ordinary person like himself. Chen Weicai did not continue to say anything, and there was no moral kidnapping.
The other viewers in the live broadcast room also looked at the motionless protagonist in silence.
The silent scene is also particularly eye-catching at this moment.
Not knowing what Chen Weicai was thinking, Ye Ge just felt a little nauseous and couldn't help but want to vomit.
In order to suppress the feeling of vomiting, Ye Ge could only clench his fists and grit his teeth.
Different from the world he lived in, under this cold night sky there were riots everywhere, and there was no order or justice at all.
An unpleasant sound echoed in the apartment building. Ye Ge lowered his head, letting the sound that tortured his ears hit his heart, stir his brain, and pierce his soul.
If he wants to save that woman, he must be prepared, not for fighting, but for killing. After all, he does not have any combat advantage. If he does not have the awareness to do things right, there is a high probability that he will die here.
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Although he had been mentally prepared for a long time, Ye Ge still could not imagine how it would feel to deprive himself of the lives of his fellow humans. In modern society, only the law has the power to deprive lives. Other than that, any killing will be punished by violence.
If the powerful murderer is stopped by the authorities and is caught, he will be spared his life.
"It turns out there is death... Hey, Chen Weicaiji, he said there is no one outside the apartment?"
"Orotnev! This bastard who was stabbed a thousand times is on the eighth floor! Chen Weicaiji was probably killed! You guard the stairs on the seventh floor, they should be more careful!"
"You just want to know that there are no beautiful men left..."
The tangled look on Ye Ge's face finally lost a hint of anger.
"Bang!"
"Ahhhhh!!!"
Ye Ge kicked off his legs and hugged the bandit's front waist and rushed backwards. At that moment, Chen Weicaiji could no longer maintain his body balance. He took two steps back and fell hard towards the floor. The bridge of his nose hit the ground instantly.
Crooked to the left.
"Britt, is it possible that the damn cat has retreated?"
In the white eyes, the hostility that had been brewing for a long time finally condensed into a chilling murderous intention.
A feeling of power hit his heart, and Ye Ge was not angry that he was too brave. At that time, he still thought about something that he didn't have, but making up his mind to do something is my style.
"Sukabule! No enemies!!! No enemies!!! Fuck! Fuck!!"
The cannon fell to the ground.
A person who has the heart to abuse cats outside of the game has a small chance of abusing cats outside the real world.
There was no response. It was estimated that Chen Weicaiji had not been killed yet. Grace's face became normal and ugly. If she ended her love, she was about to go up the stairs. At that moment, a small scream came from the lower floor.
Grace's face was filled with joy, and she roared at the top of her lungs.
His whole head and body instantly became riddled with holes. With a pop, Qi Shiren fell to the ground and became a corpse.
"Damn it! Damn it!! Who the bastard dares to cause trouble for you!"
The footsteps and curses upstairs were getting closer and closer. Ye Ge rushed down the stairs and picked up the Makarov pistol that had fallen on the ground. When he was about to touch the bullets and magazines, it was not bright yet upstairs.
The muzzle flashed, and the ricocheting bullets scraped against the metal fence and wall, making a scalp-numbing scream. The wall erupted into pieces of complete dust, and death was close at hand.
Even if it's eating bran, sleeping on a bridge, or picking up trash, I'm always willing to borrow a penny from others.
The reason why the bottom line is called the bottom line is because once the bottom line is breached, it can never go back to the bottom line.
As long as you don't gain the initiative... your destiny can be in your own hands. Anyone who blocks you is your enemy]
The bandit who spoke seemed to have a little regret in his tone.
What kind of game character was standing at a distance of seventeen meters? It was an avatar that could only curse "Sukabule" and "Turbo Suka". It was a rubber man who could eat bullets and shoot blood.
He is a living person who can pant, breathe, and have a beating heart.
Ye Ge couldn't help but imagine what the situation was like for the man who was being bullied outside the room, but all I could hear was the bandit's funny laughter.
"Bang, bang, bang."
Are you dead? Or passed out?
Ye Ge, who suppressed Chen Weicaiji in the riding position, raised the stone again and hit Chen Weicaiji's head with a broken head. At the same position, the stone hit him deeper and deeper each time, deforming his skull.
The organs were intact, and the woman's wailing stopped abruptly.
Makarov's pistol burst into flames before he knew it, and the bullet hit the ceiling, making a big crater.
But now that shabby-looking shotgun has become my only chance to survive.
"I just passed out. This stinky man is really good at fucking."
[Is it for life or money, just for destiny? You come here to control your own destiny, but they who are forgiven of all evils open their eyes and block you in front of you]
The sound of empty wine bottles tumbling could be heard on the hot ground outside Aiqi's apartment building. Qi Shirenji suddenly picked up the cannon and stared at the end of the corridor with his small eyes, feeling sleepy all at once.
Just as I am willing to sign a domineering contract with the platform union to make money, I have never cared about the pride and self-esteem that people on the inside think are extremely ridiculous, and it is that ridiculous pride and self-esteem that makes me always feel that I am
Your destiny is in your own hands,
The words of the pistol bandit completely cut off Ye Ge's other path. I can't hide on the eighth floor for a night. However, there will be fewer bandits coming tomorrow, and I will definitely become one of the 'pig's.
I risked my life to sign a contract with this weird live broadcast company and came out there, wasn't it just to kneel down and be humiliated like a pig by those heinous scum?
Qi Shirenji glanced at the watch that was almost cracked, covered his mouth and dozed off.
At the same time, there were 187 viewers left in the live broadcast room. Only these viewers who watched from beginning to end knew what the seemingly cruel killing meant. It was as if they were screaming after experiencing a low point, and they were so happy.
, and what’s more, he even gave the anchor a gift priced at 500,000 yen.
I allowed myself to do stupid things and wrong things, but I just wanted to live my life as a sober ghost.
Slowly and hurriedly walked up the seven flights of stairs. As he was about to go upstairs, Grace smelled the strong smell of blood, and his expression became stern. The bandit stopped in the middle between the eighth and seventh floors, holding a pistol and roaring.
Outside the noisy and white apartment building, the half-open and half-closed tattered security door on the eighth floor attracted attention. Nothing normal was found. Qi Shirenji breathed a sigh of relief, but did I see the garbage in front of me?
A figure stood up quickly outside the pile.
Of course, I can't wishfully think that those bandits with guns are just game characters, and they can take away the lives of others with peace of mind. But in the final analysis, this is just an act of self-deception.
I haven’t checked the cannon on my watch yet. The bolt-action shotgun is a well-known shabby weapon outside of Tarkov. For players who even think of the AK74U as inferior, the cannon is a lousy weapon for dogs.
,
"Qi Shirenji? Is he a fool here?"
Now I am not in the same world, and am bound by any laws of any country, but morality still constrains my thoughts.
Outside of that materialistic and money-oriented society, people like me are destined to be eliminated, but now I have no chance to change. A chance to control my own destiny through my own efforts. Does anyone else have a chance to change my destiny?
It's just that I don't have the chance.
Thinking of that, Qi Shi couldn't help but wonder. Outside the world of those bandits, what does human life mean?
We can only take a gamble and kill the enemy downstairs while they still know their position.
Is there any embarrassing harmony outside the ordinary live broadcast room? The house management seems to have a way to control it, which makes the viewers who are fed up with the rules and regulations fall in love with it in an instant - besides being able to shoot bullets
To express your emotions to others.
"Suka..."
Taking a deep breath, at that moment, Ye Ge found the reason for killing that I recognized.
Qi Shi, who was able to empathize with the bandits, raised his head, and the sounds in his ears gradually disappeared, like a man's life that was dying in the wind.
In the same way, even if I successfully leave that world, I will forget the killings there before returning to reality, and I will forget the feeling of depriving the lives of my fellow humans.
"Sokka, what's going on?"
The shrill screams spread throughout the entire apartment building. Qi Shiren, who was sleeping, turned over and sat up, pulling out the Makarov pistol from the pillow.
Ye Ge, who was covered in blood, did not relax. He casually wiped the blood stains far away from his eyes with his sleeves to avoid blocking his sight. Ye Ge took off the flashlight from Chen Weicaiji's hand and turned off the light, then picked up the cannon and searched out seven rounds.
The shotguns were packed out of the pockets, and the shoes were worn out, squatting in the blind corner of the corridor.
[So, tonight is your only chance to resist. As long as you fail to seize weapons, you will not have the chance to kill the bandits outside the apartment building. Only if you fail to kill the bandits, you will not have the opportunity to observe the enemy's environment, whether it is to find a worse enemy point.
Or defend the apartment, you can gain the initiative,
"Bang!"
After exiting the live broadcast, I thought I was not mentally prepared, but now I am very confused about whether I am mentally prepared.
At the moment Ye Ge appeared, Grace also turned the muzzle of the gun pointed to the left, and put the crosshair under the face of the seven-meter-long Asian man, with a Slavic smile on his face.
Qi Shirenji tightened the military green cashmere hat under his head. He liked it, but did he go back to the house and wake up Grace, who was sleeping with the man's body in his arms? I wanted to be laughed at by this bastard Grace.
big.
Outside the dark apartment building, at the corner of the dark stairs, Ye Ge's body seemed to have broken away from the tangible shackles and became particularly heavy and slow, and his mind became clear.
The 20-gauge buckshot flew out of the gun's muzzle, and the steel balls tore the air into pieces. It crushed all flesh and blood, whether or not they were wearing body armor, and their heads were mangled. It also left Grace with no words to finish.
Swallowed out of the stomach.
Time seemed to speed up at this moment. Ye Ge's left index finger was hooked under the trigger, leaning forward and aiming at the bottom of the stairs.
As the only protagonist, Ye Ge didn't have time to check the live broadcast room. He used his time to translate for the audience what the bandits on the stairs were saying. I didn't even hear the footsteps coming from upstairs.
"Snapped!"
"Not yet, right? We just searched the eighth floor today and caught 74 pigs hiding there. When the demolition team comes tomorrow, we can clear out the apartment. By then, we should be able to catch even fewer pigs.
All of them ran away."
"Hehe, this old man was played to death by him?"
Seeing that he could kill the bandit with one blow, Qi Shi dared not show any determination, and even dared to give the bandit a chance to turn around and shoot at him. It was okay to hit a long-distance target, but within a distance of eight meters,
There is no doubt that you will die if you take one bullet from a cannon.
If I stand firm for a moment longer, I will become a piece of meat between eight sandwiches.
Qi Shihao believed that in his current state, if this bandit leaning on a fire barrel came over, he would have no room to fight back and could only be killed like a stupid pig.
Taking a deep breath, Ye Ge looked at the barrage. The audience member who wanted to save others had not forgotten the agreement to help, so he translated the bandit's words immediately.
[That is not the reason for you to kill them]
When I encounter these long-eyed gangsters and white people in the real world, I may choose a more extreme way to retreat and fight, causing death. In that case, how can I downplay it?
Treat everything behind your eyes like a game?
The cashmere hat could not completely withstand blunt force damage, but it still played a big role. Chen Weicaiji only felt a dull pain in the front of his head, and his body staggered as soon as stars appeared in his eyes, but his mouth was not idle.
The reality is far crueler than one's imagination, and the ideological struggle is far easier than imagined. The sense of morality and the safe environment conflict with each other. The consciousness that is willing to kill is completely opposite to the body that is thirsty for blood. It is like being in space, Ye Ge's body
Feeling weak and dizzy, he could only lean against the wall and gasp for breath like a dying fish.
Was he influenced by others, and saved this man because of moral kidnapping, just because of himself, just because he was willing to be slaughtered by others.
The bumpy big magazine only contains two rounds of 20-gauge shotgun shells. Whether they are buckshot or single-point bullets, they can explode a person's head like a watermelon at close range.
middle man.
He muttered something to embolden himself. He held the cannon in one hand and squeezed the trigger with his finger. The other hand held the flashlight that was not turned on. He was ready to dazzle with the flashlight at any time. Chen Weicaiji walked quietly towards
On the eighth floor, I bent down and glanced at the empty corridor.
Qi Shi, who was barefoot, clenched the stone in his hand and came to the cannon bandit with a sound, and hit the bandit's head selectively with all his strength.
However, after I opened fire, Ye Ge, who was holding a shotgun and needed to aim at it, had not yet pulled the trigger.
