Chapter 407

Sweat dripped from Wang Shun's forehead as he looked at the big screen covered in snow, his clenched palms were covered in cold sweat.

From the moment Bai Liu suppressed Yuan Guang to the corner, raised his whip and was about to kill him, the big screen suddenly turned into a blurry snowflake screen, accompanied by a system prompt that appeared stuck:

[System prompt: Due to the appearance of summoned objects beyond the tolerance range of the dungeon in the arena, the system is under full maintenance. The big screen cannot broadcast the content in the arena for the time being. Please wait for the end of the maintenance. 】

[We are deeply sorry for not being able to provide you with a good movie-watching experience. 】

From that time to the present, the big screen that was supposed to broadcast the content of the game has snowflakes all the way to the present.

Russell Cemetery likes to use fog tactics to block the screen, so there are not many spectators who are willing to watch the game today. In addition, this bug that has not been fixed for a long time, and the deer hunting that has been playing climaxes over there In the mid-season game of the human-to-killer sequence, the viewing pool, which was already scarce, has gone halfway.

This made Wang Shun, who was looking at the surrounding situation and staring at the big screen, feel anxious and collapsed. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at Charles, who was watching the snowflakes on the big screen with relish. Wang Shun followed His eyes saw the large screen that had been maintained for an unknown amount of time, and then fell to his own system panel, and his heart tightened uncontrollably.

...What to do, even if the president wins the opponent, it is definitely impossible for the Russell Cemetery team to be satisfied with Charles's weak gambling pool points...

This is more than what Charles spent on modifying the weapon on Bai Liu's body. Most of it is the gambling pool funds that were attracted by them at the beginning of the game.

Wang Shun was worried, and felt that he was sick. He even started to worry about his opponent's gambling pool.

In addition, there is one thing that worries Wang Shun particularly—that is, people.

He really underestimated the influence brought by Russell Cemetery's underpopulation and magical tactical style. The number of spectators is basically the same as the basic board they brought, and because the number of opponents' betting pools is too low, even if Betting that they will win, in the end they won't win much, and there are not many spectators betting, so even the growth rate of their betting pool has been seriously affected.

Even though it was the final of the quarter-finals, the growth rate of the betting pool was not as good as one-tenth of the two-person match against the Frenzied Lamb.

Wang Shun started the game optimistically expecting all the members to win gold medals directly through this game, only to realize that he was so naive at the start of the game.

The mid-season game is coming to an end, and the eighth position with the total points is basically locked. These eight teams performed very well in the game, and the points in the betting pool are huge to the point of astronomical numbers. Killer Sequence and Deer Hunter The two teams are even more exaggerated.

Compared with 2010, the base of Killer Sequence gambling pool has doubled by seven times, Deer Hunter has directly doubled by eleven times, Golden Dawn, King's Guild and other teams have also had extraordinary performances and outstanding appearance. There are quite a few viewers, and the base number has increased by four to six times.

In this critical period when the mid-season game is about to end and the season game is about to open, it is almost impossible for people to lose to the team in the season game. Most of the points in circulation in players' hands will definitely be lost. ‌The eighth team ate up the betting pool.

It's really... stupid to expect a season game that beats an underrepresented team to attract people.

Wang Shun smiled wryly, he was really too anxious.

When he thought of horses, he had to face these monsters with all the equipment, extraordinary strength, and a team that seemed to be favored by gods. They couldn't help but win gold medals, and he couldn't even sleep well.

Just as Wang Shun sighed and lowered his head to reflect on himself, there was a sudden commotion from the audience beside him, and they began to whisper:

"The screen over the mid-season game also suddenly started to be maintained..."

"Wow?! What's going on in this year's league, apart from encountering bugs, there are very few problems with the big screen."

"Who is playing over there in the mid-season now?"

"Killer Sequence and Deer Hunter, halfway through the game, the screen suddenly went black, saying that some players on the field used a rule skill, which is forced to be compatible with multiple copies, and the system cannot load the screen normally. It is under maintenance, and the audience over there is already fried. It's gone, it's all crazy, it's about to break."

Wang Shun's gaze paused. He was keenly aware that there might be some connection between the black screen over there and the snowflakes on the screen here. He opened the system panel and began to check the information on the mid-season game.

As a result, as soon as he opened the system panel, he saw a blood-red title burst out:

【Grass! ! The result came out, I lost the bet! Killer sequence wins! Oh shit! How could this be so! 】

At the same time, Wang Shun heard a mechanical system prompt in his ear:

[System prompt: The game is over. 】

Wang Shun suddenly raised his head to look at the big screen, and the next second he stopped breathing.

[(Wandering Circus) vs (Russell Cemetery) the match is over. 】

[Congratulations to the (Russell Cemetery) team for winning the game. 】

The people in the Russell Cemetery were stunned for a long time, and then they looked at each other in disbelief, embraced each other weeping with joy, and howled loudly.

"The president won!"

"I almost thought that Xiaoguang and Qianqian would have sex!"

"President, he didn't lie to us! He said that he would lead us to survive!"

Snowflake's screen returned to darkness, and figures slowly appeared on both sides of the screen.

People from the Russell Cemetery enthusiastically rushed to welcome Yuan Guang and Shi Qian who came out in a daze. They were hugged tightly by the crowd, and then they were lifted up and thrown into the air, cheering enthusiastically, crying and blessing .

On the other side, Mu Sicheng, Mu Ke, Tang Erda, and Liu Jiayi walked out of the wounded ones. They didn't say a word, and Bai Liu walked in the front.

Wang Shun rushed forward in surprise. After seeing the result, his mind was blank until now. The first sentence he saw Bai Liu asked was: "How did you lose?"

Bai Liu raised his eyes to look at Wang Shun, as if he was about to open his mouth to say something, but before he had time, his eyelids drooped, and his body was completely relaxed as if he had exhausted the last bit of energy. ‌He fell heavily toward the ground.

"White Willow!!"

"President!!"

Yuan Guang's pupils, who were thrown high by the laughing team members, reflected the slowly falling Bai Liu, and the panicked shouts of the people over there and the joyful laughter of the people here intertwined into a trance of a slice.

The memory that became blurred after using that skill began to slowly become clear in Yuan Guang's painful brain.

His palm curled up slightly, someone stuffed the paper texture of the land certificate into his hand, and there was a heart-piercing cry from a little girl: "Bai Liu—"

Yuan Guang thought about it.

He was fascinated to look at the young man lying in the arms of Tang Er, who was so angry that his veins were exposed. He was wearing a blood-stained white shirt, and his shoulder blades were so thin that they could be seen through the clothes. Allow him to ask: When you killed Yuan Guang and Shi Qian, but when you killed your team members, where did he stand with a calm face, no one was chosen.

At the end of the game, Yuan Guang remembered that he fell on the ground, and in the background of the dissipated game ruins, he saw the young man who looked exactly like this young man, but the more mature man walked towards him with a smile, and looked at him explain:

[One day, he will take the initiative to come to me. 】

The man lowered his eyes, staring at Yuan Guang who was lying on the ground with pity, with a smile on the corner of his mouth:

[After all, in this world, if a natural villain like him wants to be a good person, the price he has to pay is very high. 】

Yuan Guang suddenly turned around from the palm that lifted him, rolled on the ground, stood up under everyone's surprised eyes, then staggered, stumbled towards Bai Liu who was lying on the ground run.

He wanted to come.

Yuan Guang's eye sockets became red, he gasped, and opened his mouth wide, the name rolled in his throat:

The man lowered his head, smiled and whispered in his ear: 【Do you know why? 】

【‌Because God doesn't want to see him be a good person. 】

"White Willow——!"

Mid-season viewing pool.

The black screen‌shows:

[(Killer Sequence) vs (Deer Hunter) The match is over. 】

[Congratulations to the (Killer Sequence) team for winning the game. 】

The two parties on the big screen stepped out of the deer hunter and the team members of the killer sequence respectively.

Cen Buming walked slowly from behind the screen with a gloomy expression. He was in a bad mood at first glance, but Daniel, who lost the game, seemed not to be affected in any way, still laughing and smiling lazily.

On the other side, the overall atmosphere of the killer sequence that won the game seems quite relaxed.

Bai Yi crossed his hips, pointed at Spades and Nishen and accused them loudly: "Damn, what the hell did you do! It's okay to disappear from the field suddenly, and don't tell us about any weird skills that are activated. It's too much Hey you guys!"

Bai Jiamu has always been surprised by these things, but this time he frowned in a rare way: "If it's a tactic, you should talk to us in advance, right?"

Liao Ke has always been laughing and laughing: "In short, if you win, it means that the tactics are good. Are you against God?"

Each of them turned their heads to look at the one walking in the front, and almost logged out of the game, they stopped motionless in their original positions against God and Spades.

Liao Ke was the first to notice something was wrong. He patted the shoulders of these two people carefully: "Naishen? Spades?"

The bodies of Nishen and Spade relaxed, as if unconscious, they fell slowly from the gap in the big screen.

Liao Ke quickly opened his hands to block Nishen's chest, while Bai Jiamu supported Spade's body.

His shoulders sank under the weight of Spade's unreserved body weight, and he suddenly realized something, his face turned ugly for a moment, and his lips were forced to joke: "Hello?! You two were scolded twice In other words, it’s not pretending to be fake, is it?!”

Nishen's body began to slowly become transparent from the shoulder position, and the place where spades pressed on Bai Jiamu's shoulder quickly grew frost. His whole body was as cold as a lump of ice, and Bai Jiamu couldn't help it Don't put him on the ground.

Bai Yi looked at the situation and stayed where he was: "What's the situation?"

Liao Ke, who was the only one who could keep calm, also had a very dark face: "You move the spade to the warehouse of the killer sequence, and hand it over to the people on the Golden Dawn side. Don't let anyone touch him at this time."

"I'm here against God."

Bai Yi looked at Nishen whose outline was so pale that only a shadow remained, and finally panicked: "What happened to Nishen and Spades?!"

"Spades needs to be observed again. He is in a special situation, and I don't know for the time being." Liao Ke took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and clenched his fists, "Ni Shen's side... He should have brought out the serious injury from the game, and the trauma was unconscious, so he automatically logged out of the game."

"It should be...it's okay."

Liao Ke looked at Nishen's disappearing body, his eyes were bottomless.

If you weren't here, your wife would definitely remarry, captain.