Chapter 1832 is worthy of the name Lin Sanjiu
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The blue swan boat probably turned over while sinking, which gave Zao Peng a chance to sit on it, and finally he was not drowned. The air was filled with pungent gun smoke for a while, and a few pieces of broken boats scattered on the lake surface curled and scorched in the sporadic flames, and slowly sank into the water.
For a few seconds, no one could speak.
Just glance at the black cylinder on Zao Peng's shoulder to know that its recoil must be amazing. At this time, her physical fitness is no different from that of ordinary people. She can withstand the recoil without being washed into the water-how much hatred is this power?
"What are you doing?" Her voice was trembling and hysterically raised by the excitement of madness: "Are you looking for a ship? Okay, let us help you find it together!"
Before she finished her words, Lin Sanjiu screamed inwardly—it was the same "boom" again, and the fire flashed across the lake and slammed into several pedal boats; debris, splashes, sparks Suddenly splashed into the air, a few people hurriedly bent down and fell to the bottom of the pedal boat. For a moment, there was a dense smoke in front of them, and they couldn't see anything clearly.
"No? Isn't it?" Zao Peng cried out like crying and laughing, "Then I will continue to help you find!"
"Wait!" Just as Lin Sanjiu shouted out, the sky of the dungeon was reflected in the third launch. She didn't know that several pedal boats were turned into pieces on fire this time, and she was so anxious that she couldn't see it, she could only keep shouting: "Wait! Don't destroy the boat anymore, you can live!"
She yelled several times, and Zao Peng seemed to finally catch it. The black cylinder was silent for a few seconds, and the short-haired woman only uttered one word: "Oh?"
"Hurry up and shoot!" On another ship not far away, Phoebe whispered to Lin Sanjiu with a pale face. His ship was closer to the explosion, and he didn't know if it was being swayed by the water wave or the air wave; every time it shook, his eyeballs seemed to roll out.
"This dungeon can be cleared by all members!" Lin Sanjiu ignored the middle-aged gentleman, but shouted, "As long as everyone in the dungeon cooperates, in fact, everyone can live!"
She didn't realize this until now, it was so stupid!
Now think about it, when the Duplicate Speaker introduced the rules, except for the necessary background introductions such as "beautiful scenery and clean water", there was almost no nonsense-although it is very euphemistic and full of hints, nothing is nonsense!
"The dungeon has repeatedly emphasized that he is very lazy and unwilling to deal with any troubles, right?" Lin Sanjiumao, hiding behind the steering wheel of the pedal boat, looked at the green lake between her and Phoebe, and shouted loudly. Said: "The copy does not tell lies or nonsense, but it tirelessly tells us two contradictory things. One is that it is lazy, and the other is that although it is lazy, it still picks up the sunken ship from the bottom of the lake. Put them back in place!"
Lin Sanjiu's voice echoed round and round on the lake, except for the crackling sound of flames burning on the water; for a moment, she thought she was the only person left on the lake.
"I know what you are thinking-no, putting the ship back is not to increase the difficulty. If it is just to embarrass people, then it is enough to say that there are four good ships out of one or two hundred ships. After all, this is a copy. Who will investigate where these ships came from?" She breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a pain in her throat from the smoke: "Also, this is not entirely my guess. I dare to say that because of the contrast. Do you remember? , When we asked about the waterfront, how did the copy answer?"
She swallowed and continued to shout: "It said,'That's it anyway,' right? There was no explanation at all, and we all accepted it. Then why did the copy react so differently when it came to the sinking of the ship? Because it wants to make us aware of—"
When she said this, her voice suddenly got stuck in her throat. She stared at the green water in front of her in a daze, watching the waves push a person's head one after another, and the next words were suddenly forgotten.
Natasha opened her eyes round, her skin whiter against the green water. The place where her body broke was below the breastbone, and as she gradually sank, she looked like a young girl standing in the lake with only one head exposed. The blood floated up piece by piece, then dissipated and diluted; while the head was also drifting away, gradually sinking deeper and deeper.
"I was wrong," the morning friend's voice came from afar, "I shouldn't fly Natasha's ship. I should smash every empty ship and watch you fight each other alive. …"
Now it doesn't seem to make much sense to continue to talk about all-hands clearance.
"I don't understand." The round-faced man was hiding on a boat behind Lin Sanjiu and the middle-aged gentleman, and suddenly shouted: "Why do you hate us so much? Why do you not want us to live so much? You can live—"
"I don't believe a word of what she said!" Zao Peng roared, "I didn't say anything about all-hands clearance, but now? It's a coincidence!"
Lin Sanjiu raised his head and didn't wait to speak. He happened to see Phoebe on the opposite side making another shot at her.
She only had time to shook her head, and only heard Zao Peng yell again: "You didn't plan to pass the level together from the beginning, all of you have ghosts! Isn't it Natasha that killed Li Yisi? He killed you But it's like a okay person! It's you, you forced me to protect myself, and I had to get on this boat and walk back-now, now I am stuck in the middle of the lake-it is ridiculous, but now you are starting to talk about helping each other. Up?"
Pressed in surprise, Lin Sanjiu let out a deep sigh. She has dealt with this kind of people before, and once the situation is different, they can always turn their faces on the people around them and do everything they want, but they feel that everything is the fault of others in their hearts, and they just have to force them.
Even if the hope is not great, she still has to try—"Do you want us to die more, or do you want you to live by yourself?"
There was a moment of silence on the lake.
"I have a better idea than to cooperate in customs clearance." Zao Peng lowered his voice and said hoarsely: "Now Natasha is dead, there are still only four people here. Have you found a way to distinguish the boat? Drive to me...or else I'll blow them all up one by one. If you bring me a broken ship, I will make you all unable to reach the destination before it sinks. I said, If I die, none of you will survive."
The round-faced man burped suddenly.
"Let's agree to it first," he said in a low voice, trembling, "but... the ship Natasha had just got on had a paper towel in it."
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