After all, Luo Jian still didn't see Feng Yulan and others in the same place, because halfway through, Luo Jian turned into an alley in order to take a shortcut. I don't know why it was broad daylight, but there was no one in the alley, and there was no air. The humidity was filled with the smell of rust, a bit like the smell of blood.
Luo Jian felt creepy, accompanied by nausea and vomiting. He speeded up his pace unconsciously. His high fever seemed to be getting worse. The clothes he had just changed were soaked with cold sweat, making him feel hot and uncomfortable. He couldn't help but cover the cold little spot on his neck.
It's strange. Is this alley so long?
After walking for a long time and still not seeing the exit, Luo Jian began to realize that something was wrong. He has only walked through this alley a few times, because it is relatively close and he can go directly through it. Although this road is very narrow and remote, many people usually like to take this shortcut. It is convenient and fast. Every time he walks, he can meet one or two passers-by.
But there was no one there today.
Luo Jian raised his head and looked at the sky again. In the narrow alley, the sky was also a narrow gap. Several wires were intertwined and arranged above Luo Jian's head. For some reason, he felt bound. Soon after, Luo Jian heard the sound of footsteps coming from the front. They were very heavy and made a solid sound as they stepped on the ground step by step. Someone was walking over! Luo Jian was even more alert, his hair stood on end. He put his right hand behind his back and touched the handle of the knife with his fingers.
There is a ring on the handle of the saber, and your fingers can go through it and hook it. This design will make Luo Jian's drawing action faster, and it will be difficult to get rid of it after hooking it, and it has a fixing effect.
The uninvited guest was revealed in front of Luo Jian. He was a man dressed a little strangely. He was wearing a gray vest and a seemingly thick hood on the outside. The hood was put on his head, but he was still wearing it. A gray mask, baggy black casual pants, and a pair of white sneakers.
It was very dark in the alley, and Luo Jian couldn't see the other person's face clearly, and it was really weird that this man was wearing such a thick coat and hood on such a hot day, and even had a mask on. Luo Jian looked carefully and found that the other party also had a weapon like him, and it turned out to be a small hand crossbow!
The small hand gun is similar to an ordinary pistol, slightly larger, and has a half-moon-shaped bowstring on it, which shoots arrows instead of bullets. Luo Jian had also seen this thing from his friend who was obsessed with collecting weapons. That friend was so precious that Luo Jian wouldn't let Luo Jian touch it.
Both sides stopped about five or six meters away from the opposite side. While Luo Jian was sizing up each other, he knew that the stranger on the opposite side was also observing him. It would be wrong to launch an attack rashly. Luo Jian pondered and waited to see what would happen.
In fact, Luo Jian didn't know why he knew that he would be attacked, so he carried weapons on his body in advance. It was really a strange premonition, as if there was a voice in his head telling him how to act, what to do, what to do. Do, this rather magical feeling comes as inexplicably as the piece of paper with the purple flower printed on it.
"Are you a newcomer?" the other party said.
"What newcomer?" Luo Jian put a hand behind his back and held his weapon tightly.
The other party raised his little hand and showed the weapon to Luo Jian: "That's where the knife on your back came from, and that's how I got this crossbow."
Luo Jian understood. This person was telling him that they had experienced the same thing.
"You mean the damn secret room? Right?"
However, before Luo Jian could get the answer, the masked man suddenly launched an attack!
It was really a sudden attack. The masked man directly raised the hand crossbow in his hand and pointed it at Luo Jian to pull the engine board. The sound of the short arrow shooting through the air made Luo Jian startled, and he rushed towards it in panic. He jumped to the side and escaped the attack in a panic. He couldn't help but glance at the place where the short arrow hit. The tip of the arrow was deeply inserted into the concrete ground, and only the tip of the tail was exposed.
Luo Jian instantly broke out in a cold sweat. He had no doubt that if he had hid just a little slower, the arrow would have given him a chill!
When the first strike failed, the masked man calmly launched a second strike, loaded and wound the short arrow he took out from nowhere, and aimed at Luo Jian again. This process may seem tedious, but it's actually completed in seconds.
This guy is serious! Luo Jian knew that he could not be careless, as the enemy was exuding a terrifying aura! Luo Jian could clearly feel the murderous intention of the other party with just one look! It's not impulsive or passionate, but an action taken after calm thinking!
"Wait! I don't want to fight you!" Luo Jian is not a good fighter. He can count the number of fights he has had on one hand since he was a child. This man's movements are skillful and his momentum is overwhelming. It is obvious that he is not a good person. The master to deal with.
"Pick up your weapon and fight back at me, or I will blow your brains out in the next second!" The masked man threatened mercilessly. His cold tone and the crossbow in his hand showed Luo Jian what this man said. To do it.
If I don't resist, I will really die!
Luo Jian took out his knife. At this moment, he thought of the murderer in the secret room, the real illusion that death was approaching. Luo Jian didn't quite remember how he escaped from the secret room in the end. He should be dead. But he is still alive now.
Since you are alive, you cannot die here. Luo Jian said to himself that he was still scared and his hands and feet were still trembling, but he had summoned up all his courage! Use your remaining strength to make a bet, even if the chance of winning is so slim that Luo Jian can't see any hope at all.
Luo Jian had never fought with a knife, just like he had never used a gun before. Ordinary fights were just waving fists, but this was the first time he fought with a real knife and a real gun. No matter how he held the knife in his hand, he felt extremely awkward, but the enemy would not give him time to think before he shot another arrow. ejaculate.
I have to be close to him. Luo Jian reluctantly dodged the second arrow, thinking to himself that the opponent moved very quickly and was very skilled in weapon operation, but for some reason his accuracy was poor, so Luo Jian dodged it easily.
This made Luo Jian take his guard down, so when he held the knife and rushed towards the enemy, the masked man seemed to let out a slight chuckle, then quickly loaded the arrow and fired the short arrow towards him. The speed was so fast that Luo Jian could not even There is no room for escape!
The moment the arrow flew towards Luo Jian, panic suddenly surged into his heart, and his mind was highly concentrated in an instant. In only 0.01 seconds, the most magical thing happened.
Luo Jian felt like he was being manipulated by the knife in his hand!
He felt that the saber he was holding tightly in his hand seemed to be getting hotter, hotter than his body temperature, and then his body involuntarily made an action that his brain could not react to. He used his saber to deflect the arrow!
Not even finishing picking off the arrow, Luo Jian felt his feet take steps automatically again, and rushed towards the masked man in front of him at a speed that even surprised him. Before the masked man could launch the next blow, When Luo Jian rushed in front of him, the saber made a standard thrusting action. If Luo Jian didn't stop him or there were no other accidents, he would penetrate the man's chest with one knife!
But Luo Jian stopped at the last moment.
His face was pale and he kept on attacking. The blade stopped one centimeter away from the masked man. His body was stiff and motionless. God knows how much effort he put in to stop himself! That moment just now was definitely not Luo Jian's illusion. He was controlled by his own knife! Those difficult attacks or defensive moves are definitely not something Luo Jian, a sports loser, can use!
I almost killed someone! Luo Jian roared inwardly!
"What do you think about the weapon in your hand?" The masked man was not frightened by Luo Jian's attack at all. He seemed not to care at all that he was almost poked a hole in his body by Luo Jian just now. He was very logical. put away the crossbow.
"What do you mean?" Luo Jian was dripping with cold sweat and panting. He took back his knife with trembling hands. His trembling hands made the knife tremble too. He couldn't understand this kind of thing, this feeling of fear. The way he looked at the knife in his hand was like looking at a monster.
"You don't need to be surprised or afraid." The masked man said: "The weapons given to us by the secret room are selected based on our psychological and physical conditions. The weapons that are most suitable for us. The moment you hold the weapon, the weapon It's the part of your body that guides you in the right response to maximize your chances of survival."
"You mean, your crossbow will control you like just now?" The masked man's words gave Luo Jian a vague idea.
"Weapons will not control you." The masked man's eyes were calm: "It will only awaken your instincts."
"Instinct awakening? What do you mean?"
The masked man didn't answer. He turned his back to Luo Jian, made a motion to signal him to follow, and then walked away on his own. Luo Jian hesitated for a while, but still couldn't bear his curiosity and followed him.
Luo Jian knew that this was an opportunity. By following this man, he might be able to get some information about the secret room. The appearance of this man made Luo Jian deduce a message, that is - anyone who has experienced this terrible secret room escape game will definitely Luo Jian is not the only one, there may be hundreds, thousands or even more people who are deeply trapped in a claustrophobic cage and unable to extricate themselves.
Luo Jian followed unhurriedly, always keeping a certain distance. The masked man didn't seem to care about the distance he deliberately kept, as if he ignored Luo Jian's existence. His pace became faster and faster. They passed through the alley and walked several streets. Luo Jian saw the masked man on the street. After putting away the crossbow, Luo Jian couldn't see clearly how he put away such a big thing. After playing with it for a few times, it disappeared.
Luo Jian frowned, relaxed the hand that had been holding the handle of the knife, and put the knife back into the scabbard.
Not long after, the masked man took Luo Jian to a bar in a remote area. This bar was built in a very remote place, because this area seemed to be the old part of the city. After twisting and turning several times, we stopped in front of a dilapidated door. Because it was still broad daylight, the bar was not open yet, and the old signboard was marked with the name of the bar - Manzhu Shahua.
"Why do you have to call it this name?" The moment Luo Jian saw the name of the bar, he couldn't help but think of the note with purple flowers on it, which made him feel quite uncomfortable.
"Because you and I are still in hell." What's amazing is that Luo Jian muttered so quietly that the masked man standing in front of him actually heard it and replied with something that Luo Jian couldn't understand.
Although the bar was not open yet, the door was not closed. It was open. It was dark inside the door, as if the lights were not turned on. The masked man walked in first, and Luo Jian was slow to follow. Unexpectedly, this bar is quite spacious and well-organized. There are not many people in the bar. There is a bartender who is cleaning the wine glasses, a cleaning lady who is mopping the floor, and a gray-haired old man sitting on the sofa in the corner in a daze. There is no one else.
The sound of Luo Jian and the masked man entering the door made the bartender, who was concentrating on wiping the wine glasses with his head down, subconsciously shout: "I'm sorry, it's not business hours now..."
Before he finished speaking, the bartender raised his head and saw the masked man. He was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "So he is a regular customer. Are you here to see the boss?"
The masked man nodded, looked down at Luo Jian who was following behind, and then said, "Introducing the newcomers."
"Oh~" The bartender put his eyes on Luo Jian, looked at her seriously, and said with a smile: "Then you have to treat him well."
Luo Jian frowned. He felt that the bartender looked at him strangely, but he couldn't really tell what was to blame. The bartender was an average-looking man, neither good-looking nor ugly. His hair was dyed brown, and his eyes narrowed into slits when he smiled, making him look like a fox.
"My name is Noah, welcome to hell, newcomer." The bartender smiled at Luo Jian. He waved to Luo Jian and motioned for him to come over, so Luo Jian went over and stood in front of the bartender. The bartender poured a glass of wine into the glass. Luo Jian thought he would offer it to him, but he didn't expect the bartender to drink it directly for himself.
Luo Jian looked at the sky speechlessly, am I being too sentimental?
"Noah, drink less, your boss will scold you." The masked man unexpectedly became concerned about people, and then passed Luo Jian without looking away, turning his head and motioning for him to follow.
Luo Jian looked at Noah. Noah didn't speak, but just smiled at him with an unclear meaning.