bookrandom Chapter 92 Crocodile Tears and Feigned Compassion
Chapter 92 Crocodile Tears and Feigned Compassion
A navy blue sedan with license plate number 109JP was driving on an eerie, deserted street when it suddenly stopped in the middle of a wide road and unlocked itself.
The people inside the car got off one after another, their faces full of confusion and wariness.
"Red team, why aren't you getting off the bus?"
Shen Qu still didn't get out of the car. The young man, sensing his impending death, gave a helpless bitter smile: "Since we're all going to die anyway, why not choose a comfortable position?"
Before the young man outside the car could understand what the words meant, a car suddenly appeared on the road at high speed. With a "bang," the young man was thrown more than ten meters away! The other two were instantly stunned, but before their brains could send the commands to their thighs, one after another, high-speed cars suddenly appeared on the road.
"boom!"
"boom!"
“Gala”.
The vehicles are like phantoms, overlapping and intersecting, yet they can still realistically crush the player's body.
Shen Qu closed his eyes and calmly accepted the punishment for his failure.
No one could scream, and in no time, dark red meat patties appeared in the middle of the intersection.
The correct answer for car B is 109JP.
Oramkis has successfully advanced to the third round of the "War of the Spirits".
In the dimly lit underground parking garage, a large amount of blood seeped from a black MPV with license plate 772Q8, and the windows were covered with gruesome bloody handprints.
The correct answer for car C is 772Q8.
Michelle Gudula has successfully advanced to the third round of "The Battle of Psychics".
Players who did not ride in the three wrecked vehicles got off and returned to the center of the arena one after another. They could not hide their shock and their eyes were filled with the joy of escaping death. No one expected that the inevitable death would take such a turn for the better!
An Zhiwei clutched her chest, her hands and feet still numb, and looked at Jiang Lin with apprehension: "How did you know?"
Jiang Lin: "After thinking about it carefully, the NPCs never mentioned the conditions for the observer to win."
Host Kane allowed the 40 observers to choose a vehicle to ride in, and explained that observers who successfully advanced to the third round of "The Battle of Psychics" would have the opportunity to choose any psychic to have a one-on-one conversation for 15 minutes.
The original statement never explicitly stated that the 12 observers who selected the accident vehicle would advance to the next round.
Choosing the wrecked car from 30 vehicles is the winning condition for the 12 psychics.
Players naturally assumed this requirement was the condition for 40 observers to advance, and desperately tried to grab those 12 spots, thus stepping into the real trap.
"Awesome! Looks like I'm really lucky!" Liu Yangyang gave Jiang Lin a thumbs up.
"It's not just the NPCs who are misleading us, is it?" Jiang Lin's eyes were like two sharp swords, staring unblinkingly at the man in front of him who had no serious demeanor: "You are too!"
There's no such thing as a free lunch in this world; high returns always come with high risks.
Seeing that An Zhiwei still looked confused, Jiang Lin sneered, "40 players, 10 teams, which can actually be understood as 10 players, each with 4 lives. If a dungeon kills you 4 times, how can its difficulty be low? It might even be higher!"
The so-called low mortality rate and extremely high returns are nothing but Liu Yangyang's scam!
Ji Xingyi narrowed his eyes slightly: "Your original target was Yi Jing?"
Whether Yi Jing's absence was truly due to lack of time, or because he had already seen through Liu Yangyang's true nature, they didn't know. However, Yi Jing's recommendation of Jiang Lin to Liu Yangyang was somewhat malicious. Thinking of this, Ji Xing's eyes gradually turned dangerous.
"I did want to find Yi Jing, but your performance far exceeded my expectations. I, Liu Yangyang, feel extremely honored to be your teammate!"
Since everything was out in the open, Liu Yangyang didn't intend to argue. He continued to act shamelessly with a smile: "I was wrong about what happened before. I'll treat you to a meal and drinks later. We'll still be a loving family!"
An Zhiwei was so angry that her face turned from green to white, then back to green again. She wanted to rush up and slap Liu Yangyang, but in the end she held back. After all, they were in the same boat.
Host Kane announced the winners of the third round of eliminations: Emilia (medium), Liu Zhen (Taoist priest), Oramkis (dream seer), Gudura (shaman), and Michelle (astrologer). The following three will fill the remaining spots: Martha (medium), Angrey (witch), and Sirius (psychic).
[System notification: Welcome back to the special hotel for "The War of Psychics" - 28 observers.]
The third round of the "Spirit Battle" tournament will begin in 12 hours. Before then, you are prohibited from leaving the hotel.
[Friendly reminder: The hotel is absolutely safe; please feel free to check in.]
Back at the hotel, all the players went to their rooms to rest and wait for the next part of the selection process for the psychic.
Just as Ji Xingyi grasped the doorknob, she suddenly remembered something and turned to look at An Zhiwei, who was still in a daze. At that moment, Liu Yangyang entered the room, so Ji Xingyi asked An Zhiwei, "Do you need help?"
Help? An Zhiwei was stunned for three seconds. After realizing that Ji Xingyi was referring to her and Liu Yangyang, her face flushed red with embarrassment and anger. She then sneered, "Heh! Don't pretend to be kind with your crocodile tears!"
Ji Xingyi frowned.
"Did I say something wrong? When you snatched the keys yesterday, didn't you think about what a woman like me might have to go through?" An Zhiwei's eyes grew redder and redder. Recalling the humiliation of last night, she couldn't help but grit her teeth: "You two are even more despicable than him!"
Ji Xingyi didn't like meddling in other people's business, but Liu Yangyang's actions were so disgusting that he kindly inquired with An Zhiwei. Unexpectedly, he was retorted with a barrage of insults, and his face instantly darkened. He turned and went into his room, saying nothing more.
Seeing the man's reaction, Jiang Lin's eyes flashed with anger. She blocked An Zhiwei's path with her foot and sneered, "If you didn't want to share a room with him, why didn't you tell us? It's because you've never trusted us. You trust Liu Yangyang more than us!"
A guilty look flashed in An Zhiwei's eyes, then she roared angrily, "I don't believe you. Is Ruan Qing's death really unrelated to you? Fine, because I don't believe you, I deserve to be bullied?"
"Don't blame your incompetence and stupidity on others! There are at least a dozen female players among the 40 players. You can use the information you have to trade rooms with other players!" Jiang Lin's eyes grew colder as he cornered the woman against the wall.
He rarely confronts people directly; the ones he's dealt with before him are all dead.
An Zhiwei's eyes were red and her chest was heaving violently, stubbornly refusing to shed tears.
She chose to share a room with Liu Yangyang for two reasons: firstly, as Jiang Lin said, she didn't trust them; secondly, Yi Jing said that Liu Yangyang liked men, so she made this choice.
All the grievances could not be expressed openly.
An Zhiwei knew that Ji Xingyi's words were meant to show concern for her, but they also felt like a reminder of her own foolish behavior. So she deliberately vented all her negative emotions on Ji Xingyi.
Blaming others and suppressing one's conscience makes one feel better.
However, Jiang Lin ruthlessly exposed all of this.
"Heh, you should be glad we're on the same team." Jiang Lin sneered, turning away with a disdainful look in his eyes.
An Zhiwei slumped to the ground. A minute later, she wiped away her tears, stood up, and resolutely walked toward Liu Yangyang's room.