Chapter 4 Killing Game

Shi Ling looked at the instrument on his left wrist and sighed slightly. He felt a deep trembling and powerlessness in the bottom of his heart. He did not dare to try the consequences of violating the rules of the game. In the end, he could only choose to follow the rules of this "killing game".

No matter what the ultimate purpose of this "killing game" is, he can only find the "prophet" according to the prompts of the game.

With a decision, Shi Ling no longer hesitated and began to run forward along Sudi Avenue according to the logo of the electronic map.

"No, this 'prophet' seems to be moving, and where is the 'evil apostle' that the woman said?"

Shi Ling rushed to the instrument screen on his left wrist and found that the white light spot representing the "prophet" was also moving slightly.

Shi Ling's mind is still full of confusion at this moment, what will the "prophet" be? Who is the "evil apostle"? If he is also a human, will he really kill him when he finds him?

"Killing", Shi Ling didn't dare to think about it.

In this law and orderly country, killing is worth your life.

Shi Ling, who was running and thinking nonsense, suddenly found that not far in front of him, there was a man's behavior, which was very similar to himself.

This person, like Shi Ling, ran forward alone in the crowd along "Su Di". While running, he looked at the electronic watch on his left wrist from time to time. This action was actually very similar to Shi Ling.

Shi Ling fell behind him. When he saw this scene, he was shocked and unconsciously stopped. Was this person also selected to participate in the "killing game" like himself?

When Shi Ling stopped, the man with a strong back had run to the single-hole stone arch bridge in front of him. Almost at the same moment when he stepped on the stone arch bridge, there was a loud bang and an accident happened.

The stone arch bridge suddenly collapsed almost without warning. The strong man who had just run up, together with several male and female tourists walking on it, fell down with the collapsed stone arch bridge in a voiceless exclamation.

Shi Ling's heart suddenly contracted and rushed up. In all directions, countless tourists exclaimed. Soon, a large number of tourists gathered here.

I don't know how many years this stone arch bridge has existed. It has been repaired all year round, and there has been no accident. How could it suddenly collapse today?

When Shi Ling ran nearby, he saw the wreckage of the collapsed stone bridge. Other tourists were falling into the water and struggling desperately to call for help. Only the strong-looking man whose head had been sandwiched together by the big stones broken by two stone arch bridges, rotting into a ball of meat mud, with red and white things inside. It splashed out and touched the stone on one side, which was shocking.

He wears an electronic watch that is exactly the same as Shi Ling's on his wrist, which is quietly disappearing. What scares Shi Ling more is under the collapsed stone bridge, and there is something like a ghost floating on the water.

This thing, loose and wrapped in a black cloak, suddenly raised his head, grinned, and stretched out a skeleton finger to Shi Ling, as if to say silently, the next one is you.

"Ah--" Shi Ling screamed in horror, stumbled back several steps, and almost fell down.

Countless tourists have come up behind, and those who can swim inside have jumped into the water to save people, and the scene was chaotic.

When Shi Ling reluctantly calmed down and went to see it again, where was there any skeleton ghost in a canopy on the water? There are so many people in all directions. If there are really ghosts, how can other people not see them? Is it just your own hallucination?

"No, this is not an illusion... This bridge... This bridge was collapsed by it. This dead man must have been selected to play this killing game like me... That ghost... Is it an 'evil apostle'?"

"Young man, what's wrong with you?" Suddenly, there were words of concern around me.

Shi Ling was shocked and came to his senses. I don't know when an old man who seemed to be in his sixties was standing beside him, looking at him with concern.

Shi Ling's face was pale, and he just muttered to himself, as if he had been stimulated. The old man thought there was something wrong with Shi Ling.

"No...nothing..." Shi Ling reluctantly replied, turned around and left, and there was a faint conversation behind him.

"What a pity. He died miserably."

"Yes, you see, the head has been completely smashed."

"How could this bridge collapse? There is no sign at all."

"Is there a sudden small-scale earthquake in this area?"

"Now it's really, it's not safe everywhere. I didn't expect that people would die when I came to the West Lake, alas."

The discussion behind is getting smaller and smaller, and it will be completely inaudible in a short time.

In the distance, a faint siren came over.

"What kind of killing game is this? It doesn't seem to be a prank now. Someone is really dead... What should I do next? No... Now it's time to calm down and follow the instructions to find the 'prophet'..."

Suddenly, there was a "cluck" in his ear. Shi Ling looked up and saw a huge willow tree beside him that needed to be hugged by two people suddenly broke down and pressed heavily on him.

Shocked, Shi Ling screamed and rolled forward desperately, with exclamation around.

There was a loud "boom", and the huge willow tree hit the ground heavily. The dust flew. Shi Ling hid quickly and was not pressed, but his right arm was also scratched by one of the branches, and the blood flowed.

"How's it going?"

"Are you all right?"

Other tourists came up one after another, and many of them were interested in asking questions.

Shi Ling barely recovered and got up from the ground. However, he saw that the suddenly broken root of the willow tree had been eaten empty by countless insects. Sooner or later, it would be broken down. It seemed that this was just a pure accident, but it was folded over him at this time. Compared with the previous collapse of the stone arch bridge, Shi Ling could not think that it was single. Pure accident.

This must also be done by the indescribable power. Shi Ling doesn't know what this mysterious power is, so he can only call it an "evil apostle" for the time being.

Look at the willow tree that fell on the ground. There are many sharp branches on the willow tree, which hit the ground, and these sharp and thick branches are deeply plunged into the soil.

Shi Ling's back was full of cold sweat, which pressed the wound on his right arm. Fortunately, the injury was not serious. He just broke a little skin, and it was not serious. He didn't even need to be bandaged.

If it hadn't been for the crash of the Chinese bus, he would have fallen into the crack. With three days of experience like a nightmare, Shi Ling's reaction speed would not have been as fast as it is now.

Then, he is likely to be hit by the huge willow tree. Looking at the sharp and thick broken tree pins piercing into the earth, he can imagine the terrible scene of these sharp branches piercing into his body if he takes a step slower.

The "evil apostle" stared at him. It must be around.

Shi Ling suddenly looked around, and cold sweat kept oozing out of his forehead.

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