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Chapter 303

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The five listeners sat together. The one in the lead was naturally Sister Qu. The peaked cap man was dozing off, Ah Cui looked a little bored, and the other two listeners, who were at the same level as the crew cut, looked a little terrified.

Actually, to a real desperado, what they were most afraid of was the unknown, not a real threat that could be seen or felt. However, to the rookies, the unknown danger could make them nervous, but it could also give them the illusion that they could escape by luck and that misfortune would not befall them. Once the danger was found and they had to face it, they would feel real fear.

"Sister Qu, can't we tell Officer Xu?"

The two rookies were called Sun Zheng and Wu Liang, and the one who asked the question was Wu Liang.

"Heh …" The peaked cap man seemed to have woken up and said, "Are you stupid? At this time, the police still have the time to care about your murder case? If the broadcast wasn't made and the village was isolated, we might still be able to borrow the power of the police. But now, it's basically impossible. The few police officers are also panicking now. How would they have the time to care about you? "

Sister Qu ignored Wu Liang's suggestion. In her opinion, the peaked cap man had already explained it very clearly.

"The village is actually very big, including the forest and a river on the west side. The village includes the residential area and a large suburban area nearby. Now, we only have five people, and the opponent is likely to have three people. Furthermore, one of them is likely to know sorcery. Although that guy's life is in danger, we definitely can't underestimate him. Next, we need to discuss how to deal with them."

"What's there to discuss? Find them and kill them." The peaked cap man sneered. "They are already rats without holes. What's there to be afraid of?"

"Then, can you find them?" Sister Qu asked.

The peaked cap man didn't speak.

"My suggestion is that we don't go out now and try to stay in this house. Don't give the opponent a chance to sneak an attack." Sister Qu gave her suggestion.

Other than the peaked cap man who was a little disdainful, the others didn't object. Soon, the short meeting ended.

Only Sister Qu and the peaked cap man stayed in the small hall.

"What are you afraid of?" The peaked cap man asked, puzzled. "I really felt your fear today. We forced the rat out, but you're starting to be afraid."

"Because after confirming that the two people are the murderers, I have a feeling of unease. You haven't really come into contact with it …"

"I have. When Fatso was possessed, I helped him get rid of it," the peaked cap man said.

"What if it was a ruse?" Sister Qu asked in return. "You purposely used the experience of being possessed to get close to us and neutralize our guard."

The man with the peaked cap curled his lips in disbelief. "It can't be."

"It can't be. They were the murderers. At the very least, they had a deep connection with the old man. Otherwise, the old man wouldn't have gone to their house when he escaped. Moreover, it was obvious that they had taken the old man away. Hence, everything they had done in front of us was fake. They had a special purpose.

Do you still remember the one who would rather curl up in front of the ambulance than run? Who was he acting for? "Sister Qu asked.

"They are just two ordinary people with meticulous minds."

"In fact, if that old man hadn't exposed them, we would have already given up on suspecting the two of them, right?" Sister Qu asked.

"Alright, alright. Whatever you say, whatever you say." The man in the cap got up and was about to return to his room, but when he reached the door, he suddenly stopped. "Hey, you didn't answer my question."

The man with the peaked cap smiled again. He didn't seem to want to ask any more questions and left the room.

Sister Qu gently rubbed her knuckles on the table. Yes, of course she knew what the cap meant because she was also surprised by her own reaction.

It was as if..,

The opponent she was facing was not an NPC designed by the broadcast, but an incredibly experienced listener.

However..,

How was this possible?

..

When they escaped from the house, Fatso had brought some things with him. Of course, he couldn't bring the marinated human flesh, but he had brought some black dog blood talisman paper and other materials with him. He had spent a lot of effort preparing these things, so of course, he had to bring them along.

The small house by the river, at least for now, was relatively safe. Su Bai and the fatty did not think that the other party would continue to search after failing to find anything. They had already lost four people, and if they acted rashly, they would be counterattacked by the two of them and lose one or two people. The situation and strength would be reversed.

The old man's life force was strong. He was recovering at a rate of one level per hour. His face was slowly regaining some blood.

Su Bai thought that the old man must have sucked his daughter's essence, causing the death of the supermarket owner. He hadn't had time to digest it when he was ambushed. Now that he was starting to digest it, his body was recovering.

The old man was a ruthless character. Unfortunately, he had made two wrong moves on the two groups of listeners. First, he sneaked into his house and was severely injured. Then, another group of young workers (listeners) from the village who had just returned from Foxconn saw through his identity and launched another ambush.

There was a saying on the football field that it was not shameful to lose a goal to a "world-class wave". For an ordinary person, it was not shameful for the old man to continuously stumble on the Listener. On the contrary, it was already very good that he could still keep his life. To an ordinary person, the Listener was a creature from another dimension, even if he was a practitioner of evil arts.

"Come, help me draw the talisman." Fatty saw that the old man had recovered a little, so he asked him to help him. Right now, he had no strength and could not use many of his skills, so he could only use the old man as a laborer. The old man was quite happy. He probably felt good secretly learning from Fatty. At the very least, the concepts and train of thought that Fatty brought out were equivalent to opening the door to a whole new world for him.

As for whether the old man had other thoughts in his heart, whether he would be a knife in their hands, Su Bai and Fatso were also on guard.

After watching for a while, Su Bai walked out of the small house. He looked around and found that he had no cigarettes.

Fatso came out and threw his half pack of cigarettes to Su Bai.

Su Bai smiled and lit a cigarette. He also lit one for Fatso.

"What's wrong, Da Bai, I feel that you are very sentimental. Let me say, we can be optimistic and positive. We still have a high chance of winning the final victory in this story world. Even if it is a life-and-death struggle in the end, we have at least a 50% chance of winning, don't you think so?

Why are you so depressed? Our little guy has been found. Although he is locked in the orphanage, at least it proves that he is still alive, right? After gritting your teeth for so long and persevering for so long, you finally have a choice. Why is your spirit getting weaker and weaker? "

Su Bai shook his head, indicating that he was not thinking about this.

"Then what are you thinking about?" Fatso sat down beside Su Bai.

"You came out and left him alone in the orphanage. Is it appropriate?" Su Bai asked.

Fatso took out a newly drawn talisman paper and said, "I didn't tell him the method to activate it. How can I not know about this?"

"Yes." Su Bai nodded.

"No, Da Bai, what are you worried about?" Fatso could not understand. It was Su Bai who said that he was ready to fight to the death, but now it was him who was hesitating.

Su Bai took out a piece of white paper. This was the mission paper. Fatso also had one.

Eyes Soaking Wine 1/2 Selling Meat 0/8

"Fatso, what did I say before?"

"You said to fight to the death," Fatso said.

"Previously, I said that the broadcast seemed to be because there was no main mission. After losing the mode and purpose of raising voodoo, its plot and setting began to become fragmented."

"Yes, you said that this was normal, didn't you? It's not like the broadcast has never had problems before, and recently, because of your parents and that Alexander the Great, it caused a big change. "

"No, Fatso." Su Bai pursed his lips. "I thought about it carefully, and it seems that something is wrong. This plot has indeed collapsed because of its suspenseful atmosphere. It's similar to a killing game or Sun Honglei's version of Lurk has long collapsed.

But what if the broadcast is really not interested in this? "

"What are you trying to say?"

"Next, when we kill them, try to preserve the corpses." Su Bai said, "I have now completed half of the eyeballs soaking wine. They are the eyeballs of the three guys that we killed. I need three more pairs of audience eyeballs, and the completion of the wine soaking will be okay.

But for the meat, it has never been fixed, because I am talking about the quantity sold, and you are talking about the money sold. The money you sell is actually easier to control than me. You can force people to buy and sell, and you can trick them into selling Tang Seng's meat. It's not impossible for you to sell half a pound of meat for 10,000 yuan. But here, I am talking about the quantity sold. This quantity is said to be 0/8, but I still don't know what quantity is used to measure it. "

"Get to the point." Fatso urged.

"Because Hu Kai's body turned into a zombie, I gave up on his meat because his meat definitely didn't pass the standard and didn't count. In the end, I only took his eyeballs. I took Jiang Hong's meat and the meat of the guy that you strangled to death. They were all pickled, and their bodies were also disposed of.

But because I haven't started selling, I don't know how the quantity of 0/8 is measured.

So, when we kill the audience, try not to destroy their bodies, so that it's convenient for me to take the meat. The crew cut was burned to death, and the meat on his body probably can't be used. "

"You mean, after we successfully kill them, when you sell the meat, even if you sell it at a discount, it's very likely that you won't be able to reach the completion of the task?"

Su Bai nodded.

"Then, in the end, if we can kill them and then take the meat …" Fatso stretched out his finger and pointed at his face, "Is that how the broadcast wants to play?"

"If this is the interesting thing that the broadcast wants to see, it seems to be really normal." Su Bai licked his lips, "After all, from the perspective of the two of us, those guys are just experiencers. They can't even be considered supporting roles, they can only be considered extras."

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