Secret Adventure: Play as an assassin, teammate Zhang Qilin

Entrance to Restricted Area 3.

The fog is thick.

"Bud! What a situation! Why did you go back to this damn place! "

Suddenly, a pig-killing wail pierced through the thick fog.

A string of barrages was brushed in the live broadcast room.

[Pig pig does not cry, stand up and continue Lu! ] 】

[Yes, yes! ] Perseverance is victory! 】

[Just lose weight, let me see your eight-pack abs!!] 】

[Teacher, don't give up! ] We don't suffer from this sin! 】

[Yes, quit the competition! ] Isn't it fragrant to come back and eat elephant mussels? 】

"Brother! I can't! I want to retire! "

The short-haired little fat man sat on the ground and gasped.

This show is completely different for him than he imagined.

I thought that just like a variety show, the staff would arrange everything, they only needed to cooperate according to the requirements of the script, and from time to time show the danger and panic of the forbidden area to achieve the effect of the show.

But it backfired, very different!

At the beginning of the show, they encountered a thunderstorm, almost were directly caught by lightning, and were forced to parachute to escape.

As a result, when they landed on the ground, they encountered snakes that popped out of the stones, but fortunately the brothers in the same group brought thermal weapons, otherwise they would have died in the belly of the snake long ago.

Thought that gritting his teeth and insisting on the accident would be better to enter the restricted area, but as a result, there was a black storm on the road, although it was only marginal, but it also made him suffer a lot.

Now it's even worse, trapped in this maze-like fog.

There is nothing to eat, even the fire can't be started, and from time to time you can hear sounds like ghosts crying around, goosebumps layer after layer, and the spirit is about to collapse.

Why can't I think of coming here? Go home and play games little sister, isn't it fragrant?

The more the little fat man thought about it, the more angry he became, and he simply slapped him on the ground and stood up with a bang.

"Grass, I can't hold on! You don't have many bullets! "

The companion's face was full of bitterness, and when he saw the little fat man abstaining, he also nodded silently.

"I agree to withdraw."

The little fat man smiled, did not give his companion a chance to repent, and immediately chose the abstaining option with his bracelet.

Then, in order to be found faster in the fog, the little fat man took out the signal gun he carried with him.

Aim at the sky.

"Poof!" of a sound.

A red flare, shining brightly, burst into the air.

Next, if everything goes well, the program team will send a rescue team and the garrison of the restricted area to pick them up according to the positioning of their bracelets.

.........

Half an hour.

High-rise conference room of the program group.

"Report, received the news, there are currently three groups of players who have chosen to withdraw from the competition, one group each at the entrance of No. 1, No. 3 and No. 4!"

"Okay, I know, it's not a bad thing for these people to withdraw early."

Fei Lao turned the wrench on his thumb and nodded.

"Indeed, those who choose to give up as soon as they enter the forbidden area cannot reach that real ghost city!"

However, at this moment, several more staff members hurriedly ran in with their faces.

"Report, our rescue team lost contact in the fog!"

"The front-line garrison said that it was no longer possible to carry out timely rescue work for the rescue team!"

"In addition, we found the bodies of a group of players in the fog area outside No. 4, and the bracelet showed that they had time to send a distress signal in the future!"

"What!!"

The high-level people who heard the news couldn't help but shoot up.

Looking up at the big radar screen, several dots flashing red lights, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

There was an uncontrollable death just after entering the restricted area, and this gaffe was somewhat beyond their expectations.

Next, I am afraid that they must do something to ensure that this forbidden area exploration can be carried out smoothly.

For a time, in the conference room, high-level personnel representing different forces had different hearts and minds.

......

Outside entrance number three.

An hour passed....

"Bud, why hasn't the rescue team come yet!"

The short-haired fat man sat bored on the ground, although there was a boulder next to him.

But the scene of sitting with a bunch of snakes before made him feel afraid of this stone.

"I don't know, but it's a little slow."

The strong Mao Guoren wiped the pistol in his hand and calculated the time in his heart.

It feels like something is not quite right.

"Goo, goo...!"

"What sound?"

The two turned their heads at the same time.

Suddenly!

A black shadow came out of the dense fog and directly knocked the Mao people down.

"Ah!!"

Blood splattered, and the little fat man was directly stunned.

.........

Around noon.

Zila~!

Under the flame, the fat is slowly roasted from the fat meat and dripped into the flame.

Fueled by grease, the flame burns the beef even more vigorously.

Rougher sea salt is sprinkled on top of the fiery beef.

Under the heat of the flame and the soaking of butter, salt and the taste of the sea are infused into the beef.

The bright red beef is scorched by the flame and has a brownish texture that Michelin chefs love.

"La~la~la, drink coffee and eat fried chicken with garlic, they say you are so unmotivated, but I like you like this??? ......"

Jiang Yun hummed the song he composed on the spot while turning the skewer wearing beef, so that the beef was roasted more evenly.

[Don't read it, don't read it, don't read it, master! ] 】

[I vomited, why do you want to match Jiang Yun's singing voice with such a delicious situation, you have no appetite! ] 】

[Hehe, fortunately I'm smart, I turned off my voice! ] 】

[Look at Zhang Qilin! ] 】

[It seems that Jiang Yun's cooking skills seem to be really great Yazi, and even Zhang Qilin, a cold-faced monster, honestly sits and waits. ] 】

[That is, I don't even gnaw on cookies!] 】

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