Welcome to the Nightmare Live

"!"

After noticing that Wen Jianyan and his party were walking in this direction, the members of Zhong Shan's team were startled and turned around subconsciously to escape.

But what I didn't expect was that just after turning around and not running a few steps, I was caught by a strong pulling force.

"??"

The man turned his head in horror.

Is this... a prop?

And at least it can only be bought in the A-level system store, and it is a prop that is used exclusively on the anchor!

Are the anchors of this team so arrogant when they spend their points?

He bit his head and stopped, with a smile on his face, turned his head to look in Wen Jianyan's direction: "Hi... What a coincidence."

"yes."

Wen Jianyan nodded with a smile and walked over step by step.

"It's really a coincidence."

The members of Zhongshan Squad stood on the spot, watching the unpredictable expression on the face of the young man not far away, beating drums frantically in their hearts.

Only to hear the other party say lightly:

"...If the tracking that started after we entered the fourth floor is also a coincidence."

"?!"

Hearing this, the man couldn't help but his heart skipped a beat, showing a look of astonishment.

how is this possible? !

His deeds are obviously well hidden, and the other side has never shown the appearance of discovering him... Could it be that they pretended everything?

"Ah, it sure is."

Wen Jianyan looked at the subtle changes in the expression on the other's face, and the smile on her lips deepened a little, "It seems that I guessed right."

The faces of the members of Zhong Shan's team suddenly became brilliant.

Yes, Wen Jianyan was indeed deceiving him.

In the process of rushing on the road, Huangmao's line of sight is limited, and the only spiritual stage Baixue is unclear. Even if the person who is following is found, there is a high probability that he will not remind him until the other party does not make any fatal actions. At first, I didn't notice the little tail following behind.

until they come out of 408.

Maybe it was because he stayed in a certain place for too long, and the other party became a little anxious, so he accidentally revealed his tricks.

And Wen Jianyan was very sensitive to other people's sights, and only then discovered this uninvited guest not far away. But he didn't know whether the other party happened to meet in the middle of the middle, or he followed from the beginning.

"Let me guess again..."

Wen Jianyan narrowed her eyes, with a smile on her lips, and approached step by step,

"It's an order from Zhong Shan, is it possible that he doesn't want to know where I'm going, but wants you to figure out my talent, right? In order to achieve this goal, it's not impossible to create a little danger secretly. —"

With his slow narration, the blood on the face of the man opposite gradually faded.

Before Wen Jianyan's words were finished, the other party suddenly activated the prop, broke free from the restraint, turned around and ran!

However, before taking a few steps, they were caught by Hong Bilan and Chen Mo, who were prepared by the army. The two of them were originally talented in the attack department, and his talent also affected their physique and physical quality. Almost no one can keep the strict defense that they participated in for two days.

The man cried out in pain.

Chen Mo is still the same official looking, expressionless, like, the strength of his men is not slack,

Yun Bilan, on the other hand, grinned and tightened the strength of her subordinates, happily watching the other's face become more distorted, as if taking pleasure in it.

With a white face, he gritted his teeth and looked in Wen Jianyan's direction: "I, we are all red in the end! You, you can't treat me—"

"to you?"

Wen Jianyan tilted her head with a surprised expression: "what do you think I will do to you?"

"..." The man's expression was stagnant, and his mouth was speechless.

Wen Jianyan raised his chin, motioning Yun Bilan and Chen Mo to let go.

The two looked at each other and let the man go.

The members of Zhong Shan's team stood there blankly, like a chicken with a pinched neck, not knowing what to do for a while.

At this time, Wen Jianyan had already walked in front of him.

That Zhang Qingjun said with a smile on his face, "I don't have any thoughts about you and your team, I just need you to do me a little favor."

The other's body stiffened, staring at the young man's face that was close at hand.

There was an unfathomable gentle smile in those amber eyes, but it made him feel inexplicably creepy.

Wen Jianyan lowered her head, stretched out her hand and gently helped the other party sort out the messy clothes, and said with a smile:

"Now, take me to your captain, okay?"

*

"You're back."

When he saw the familiar figures of his own team members, Zhong Shan's eyes lit up, and he habitually asked, "Then they—"

Before he could finish speaking, he was stuck in his throat.

Several familiar figures walked out behind the team members.

And the first one, it was the first time when the lights were turned off,

The captain of the squad they accidentally entered the same painting!

Zhong Shan's pupils shrank.

It was clearly still that gentle and handsome face, but now in his eyes, it was no longer as threatening as it was at the beginning, but rather terrifying.

what happened? !

He asked the team members to follow the opposite side, not to let them bring people back! ! ! !

Zhong Shan collapsed a little.

The other party came step by step from not far away.

In these few seconds, Zhong Shan had already made up his mind, no matter what the other party said, he would bite to death and refuse to admit it————

However, before he could do anything, Wen Jianyan spoke bluntly:

"I need you to do something for me."

The excuse Zhong Shan had just prepared got stuck in his throat, and he couldn't get up or down.

He managed to squeeze out a sentence "...what's the matter?"

As soon as he said it, he regretted it.

His reply just now was simply too weak, just like a submissive younger brother, he really lost his identity.

Wen Jianyan said, "Bring me all the anchors of the red party that can be contacted." He pointedly said:

"Especially the now recognized camp captain."

Now, Zhong Shan finally found a way to save face.

He said in a polite, pretentious tone: "Captain... But an anchor of that level is very busy, isn't it a bit too ignorant to look for it now?"

"Huh? Aren't you helping?"

Wen Jianyan stared at him intently.

Those light-colored eyes glittered in the dark red light, and there was a faint smile on his lips: "That's fine."

"..."

At that moment, Zhong Shan couldn't help but feel a chill on his back, and a strong sense of ominousness struck, and the scalp that had been pulled by the other party's force before seemed to start to ache again.

He turned his head and looked at his team members who were going to monitor without a trace.

The man lowered his head, his face was pale, and he looked shy and sluggish—it didn't look like he had obtained any key information.

Thinking of the few strands of hair that had been ripped away from him, the mysterious talent that the other party has yet to understand, and the evil character that this guy showed in the small town...

Zhong Shan gritted his teeth and forced a smile: "But I think you must have important clues to share with everyone, right?"

Wen Jianyan smiled and nodded, "Yes."

Zhong Shan's smile was slightly distorted, "Since that's the case, it seems that I have to help."

After a brief conversation with Zhong Shan, Wen Jianyan brought his team to the first hall on the fourth floor.

The other anchors are still exploring the dungeon, and the hall is empty.

Wen Jianyan went straight to the center of the hall, sitting lazily in the center on the most conspicuous red sofa.

He raised his eyes, "Sit down."

Several people in the team looked at each other and took a few seats next to them.

"So, Captain," Huang Mao seemed a little restless, "You, what are you going to do this time?"

Wen Jianyan leaned on the sofa, rested her chin with one hand, relaxed her posture, raised her eyelids lightly, and habitually used a smile to cover up the real emotions in her eyes:

"Ah? Didn't you see it?"

Yellow Hair: "No..."

Chen Mo on the side said, "Because the rules of this copy are different from the previous ones."

"Huh? What does that mean?"

Huang Mao turned his head to look blankly.

Chen Mo turned his head to look over, and his brows, which were already decent, looked even more solemn:

"It means that the outcome of this book cannot be decided by a single team fighting alone."

Whether it is the ownership of the hotel room, or the so-called "meeting guest requirements" after that, they all point to the same thing - the final outcome of this dungeon is difficult to be affected by the decision of a single team.

And their enemies are not only Black, but also the guests.

Even if they only bring single-person paintings into the Xingwang Hotel from beginning to end, and do not exchange information with other anchors who are in the same group, the number of ghosts will be more and more brought in. If they cannot be completed, they will not be controlled If it is not properly controlled, it may make Fang more tired, and the number of their camp will still be greatly reduced.

In particular, they still haven't figured out what the basis of [Hao De Fighting Cancer] is, so even if their team always makes the right decision, they may lose in this dungeon in the end.

"But... Captain,"

Yun Bilan looked at Wen Jianyan and asked with some doubts, "I'm curious about something. I understand why you have to ask Zhong Shan to call someone for you at this time?"

"Because this is the most suitable time, and he is the most suitable person," Wen Jianyan said.

He leaned back on the sofa, picked up his eyes a little, and looked towards a few corridors not far away: "Whether we participate or not, the red party will definitely get together at this time to exchange information."

The lights are just off twice now.

A light out is slightly short-lived, and it is difficult to get any very specific information.

But after a lot of rounds, it's different.

For such a long time, it was enough for the anchors to confirm their guesses, and even gradually figured out some rules to see part of the dungeon.

Therefore, in any case, this information exchange meeting must be held, but not necessarily now, it may be the next time the lights are turned on

At that time, even if Wen Jianyan doesn't organize, the current "Red Team Captain" will find a way to gather everyone here.

He is just trying to figure out a way to make this happen earlier.

"As for why Zhongshan..."

Wen Jianyan flexed her fingers, tapped the armrest of the sofa beside her, and said, "Did you forget? He was the one who came to trouble us in the first place."

Before, in order to establish authority, the current "Red Team Captain" used Zhong Shan's team to kill chickens and frighten monkeys - but now, they are making Zhong Shan to contact the Red Team Captain instead, which is also showing their position.

Or……

is provocation.

Even if the other party is going to call the red anchor to exchange information after turning off the lights three times, his doing so is enough to make the other party plan ahead.

He asked Zhong Shan to "help", not because Zhong Shan had the ability to summon all the anchors.

But because the "red team captain" has.

Wen Jianyan smiled and raised his chin toward the corridor where footsteps were gradually heard in the distance:

"Look, here comes the man."

As Wen Jianyan's voice fell, a group of teams walked into the hall one after another. Compared with the first meeting, the number of people was not large.

Squad after squad entered the hall.

They kept a cautious silence, and glanced at Wen Jianyan's team sitting in the center of the hall without a trace, showing a thoughtful look.

Wen Jianyan glanced at it.

The people who echoed and catered to in the first meeting have basically disappeared, and most of the people who walked into the hall were those who were cold-eyed and silent.

Obviously, those who are unable to survive in this copy have basically been filtered out, and the rest must be anchors who have found some rules and have a certain ability to survive.

In other words, the previous wall grass is almost dead, and the rest are thorns.

Of course, they came this time not because they agreed with the leadership of "Captain Red Fang", nor were they really persuaded by Zhong Shan, but because they wanted to obtain more information and figure out the direction of the incident.

Under the gaze of unknown emotions coming from all directions, Huangmao's back was tense, and he was particularly restless.

Even Yun Bilan and Chen Mo looked uncomfortable.

However, Wen Jianyan seemed to have long been used to this kind of attention.

He leaned on the soft cushions relaxedly, and was baptized by everyone's eyes. His two slender legs were overlapped, and his eyes were slightly puffed up. Not a sword, but a reward and enjoyment.

Soon, no one entered the hall anymore.

Compared with before the two lights out, the number of people on the red side has been reduced by nearly half.

The originally crowded hall now looks a bit empty and deserted.

A certain subtle atmosphere was maintained in the air, and the hall was dead silent.

The silence was quickly broken.

A sound of footsteps came from one of the corridors.

Zhong Shan's familiar face appeared in the hall, and behind him——

Wen Jianyan's eyes fell on the last man.

Lockett.

Ranking thirty-two, one of the top anchors of Eternal Sun, and also the temporary "Red Team Captain" in this [Xingwang Hotel] dungeon.

His eyes flickered with light, and he swept across the hall quickly, and finally landed on Wen Jianyan and a few people in such a position.

Lockett's eyes flickered dimly, as if he recognized him.

The "inexperienced novice" they found and notified in the corridor before.

The anchor who left the lobby first and disobeyed the order.

Bypassing the captain and asking Zhong Shan to summon the red team members, he challenged the captain's authority from every aspect without any scruples...

Unknown thorns.

Lockett's lips lifted, showing an expression that didn't look like a smile, and then he stepped forward and walked in this direction step by step.

Soon, he stood in front of Wen Jianyan.

He was tall and sturdy, and the shadow he cast happened to cover Wen Jianyan, who was slender and did not stand up, bringing a sense of oppression that was almost contemptuous.

He looked down at Wen Jianyan condescendingly:

"Zhong Shan said, do you have important clues?"

"Yes."

Wen Jianyan raised her head and showed a shy smile that was not threatening.

"First of all, the first one, the captain of the red team is going to be replaced."

"..."

Lockett's expression was indistinguishable.

"Oh? Who?"

Wen Jianyan said with a smile, "Me."

"?!"

Although he had already had a faint premonition, after hearing such a direct provocation, there was still a faint commotion in the hall.

They have seen those who seized the captain's control in the dungeon...

But I've never seen something so blatant!

Lockett's face was completely gloomy: "...What did you say?"

Wen Jianyan still maintained the posture of sitting lazily on the sofa.

He didn't answer the other party's question, but narrowed his bottomless light-colored eyes, and lightly stretched out a slender white palm: "Let's get to know each other again."

"Number 08, Pinocchio."