Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 611: Slippery Lin Sanjiu

Lin Sanjiu has never had such a strong murderous intention towards the puppet master.

Being hit and knocked away by the shot put, she stood up, rushed back to the track, and was hit by the shot put again... It sounded like she could just follow this process and hold out for one minute, but she greatly underestimated the impact of the shot put in the last minute. density.

The puppet master's words were as effective as the rules of the game; as soon as he finished speaking, the remaining players and puppets suddenly seemed to be crazy, with an endless stream of shot put coming from the air. It was like a tsunami coming in waves.

When Lin Sanjiu was knocked out by the shot put again, the word "4" just appeared on the ground under her feet.

...This is the second time in a row that she has been beaten away. After she was hit by a shot put last time, before she even had time to rush back to the track, she was hit back a long distance by another shot put. Breathing heavily, Lin Sanjiu raised her eyes and her heart suddenly tightened. .

The runway she had just left behind was already covered with hundreds of densely packed bright lines; before any of the lines disappeared, countless shot **** landed on the ground, pulling out more luster behind the balls. Sparkling parabola.

The net of parabolas quickly spread across the sky, and soon there was no room to hide. There were shot **** flying in the air from far and near - "Damn it!" Lin Sanjiu cursed, Without daring to stop at all, she drove the rocket and rushed towards the distant runway again, trying to circle back to the runway before the shot put hit her.

However, those shot put thrown by the evolvers with various means are really too fast. She had just taken two steps forward when another shot put hit her mid-step. With a "boom", she was knocked far away again - this time, she was further away from the runway. Not to mention, the ground was on the ground. The number also changed to "3" at the same time.

"Why do you always get hit!" The Queen of Soul grabbed Lin Sanjiu's shoulders tightly and shouted as if she hated the iron. "Go around, go around, run forward!"

It really doesn’t hurt to stand and talk!

In an instant, countless curses ran through Lin Sanjiu's mind, but she could not utter a single word. Now, from her nose to her chest and abdomen, it was as if she was being burned on fire, and all the breath she breathed in was burning. As if being used for running wasn't enough, it made my lungs hurt.

If she was hit by a shot put again, she would be completely out of the competition. God knows what punishment this ghost world will give her then - Lin Sanjiu gritted her teeth and turned on the first gear of the rocket for a second.

"It's hard to get around her," Fatty Bai was only halfway through his fair words, and he immediately took a mouthful of the fierce wind that suddenly intensified; this time it almost lifted his skull off, and when he was seven When Hun Ba Su finally saw the scenery around him clearly again, Lin Sanjiu breathed a sigh of relief and stepped into the edge of the runway with one foot.

"Squat down!" Fatty Bai suddenly screamed, causing Lin Sanjiu to freeze up in shock - almost at the same time that she stopped her feet and squatted on the ground, a shot put came out of the ground. She pounced at the top of her head, leaving a shining parabola in mid-air.

"Don't move!" The Queen of Soul also shouted suddenly, and at the same time, Lin Sanjiu's pure touch was also activated - she immediately tightened her muscles and stopped herself from rushing forward. At this moment, another shot put passed in front of her, and a bright line was also drawn in front of her.

In this brief moment, Lin Sanjiu had a parabola floating above her head and in front of her, confining her to this small space.

What exactly are these parabolas? She had the answer in the next second.

She was not the only one who followed No. 17’s method and chose to be hit by a shot put; just during the half second that Lin Sanjiu squatted on the spot, something faintly appeared on the side of the track in front of her. A figure appeared - she only knew one person who participated in the race in this way.

The bearded man appeared from the air, and when he stepped onto the track, the number behind him had just jumped to "8"; then, he twisted his body and crashed into the track in front of her. A parabola.

All this happened in a flash of lightning. When Lin Sanjiu wanted to sound a warning, it was already too late.

The shiny parabola trembled in the air, as excited as a trap that finally caught its prey; the big beard remained motionless, being pulled by the bright line from one end to the other, and then disappeared on the runway. ——

When the parabola was completely extinguished, neither the big beard nor the bright line itself seemed to have ever existed.

"What...what..." Lin Sanjiu was stunned. For a moment, she couldn't feel anything except shock.

"What else, run!"

The Queen of Soul screamed, and she was so shocked that she came back to her senses; Lin Sanjiu turned around and realized that the time was approaching, so she jumped up and rushed forward - but at this time, on the runway in front of her , I don’t know when it has been covered with parabolas, some are disappearing, and some have just formed; these parabolas form a wide and dense net, obviously thrown by the shot put competition players in advance, with the purpose of blocking Runners from behind.

Lin Sanjiu cursed secretly, made a decisive decision, turned around and rushed out of the runway.

Judging from what the puppeteer said just now, it seems that the contestants in the shot put competition must throw all the shot put on the ground within a limited time - even though there are only about 300 contestants, it seems that they are piled up like There are more than thousands of shot put in the vast ocean; if the puppeteer had not ordered these players to throw all the shot put within one minute, at least there would be some space for dodging and maneuvering on the track.

But now, Lin Sanjiu had no choice but to be forced far away from the runway by the dense parabola - she didn't even know how far she had to run, because behind her, in front of her, above her head, and under her feet , almost everywhere is covered with shiny parabolas; within the field of vision, there is almost no runner visible.

If Gift Bao had been lucky just now, now it was as if he had been poured down by a basin of ice and snow, and his little face turned pale.

"Why... why?" He turned around suddenly and raised his voice to the puppet master: "What happened to my sister? Do you have to kill her?"

The man wrapped tightly in black leather didn't even look at him, he just squinted at the shot putter in the distance. Amid the screams of "I don't have a ball!" "Where are the people? Where are they?", the shot put players who were not puppets were disappearing one by one - when they threw the last When a shot put missed and hit the ground, they were pulled forward by something invisible and immediately disappeared into the air.

The puppeteer watched for a while~IndoMTL.com~ and dusted the non-existent dust on the corners of his clothes out of boredom. Then he turned his head and seemed to hear the voice of the gift bag: "What did you say?"

The courage that the gift bag gave out in a moment of anger had already melted away after being left out for a few seconds. With his eyes red, he murmured: "My sister..."

"Your sister," the puppet master interrupted him and sneered sarcastically: "You are a cheap sister who you recognize halfway. You have no other ability. The only thing you have is that you never die when you deserve to die."

Libao immediately opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but reason tried his best to restrain himself; upon seeing this, the puppet master lowered his eyelids and whispered gloomily: "If you don't believe me, look back."

For a moment, Libao almost thought that he would strike him when he turned back - but if the other party wanted to kill him, there was no need to trick him into turning back first; Libao hesitated for half a second, and finally plucked up the courage to look. track.

"Eh?" He glanced around the venue, and his eyes suddenly lit up slightly.

Because of disappointment, the puppeteer sounded very unhappy: "She ran away again."