He had a baby in a supernatural game

Chapter 12

Holding a stone, Qi Yang tried to scratch the wheel, and blurred the red number 4. After scratching for a while, the number seemed to be engraved in the tire, and there was no sign of blurring.

There are numbers on the tires of both cars, not just one of them. If these two cars get out of control together, the lethality will not be small. If there is a knife, it will be better. If there is a knife, it will be much easier.

But at this time, where to find the knife seems to have become a big problem.

Du Yong and others were moving books in the car, and almost all the books in the car had been moved down, but the accident didn't seem to have happened yet.

Some students shouted to them outside that there was no time to come down.

The players looked at each other in blank dismay, and the eyes of the ghostly students outside the carriage seemed to become particularly dim in the dark, which made people panic subconsciously.

"Can you not go down?" Xu Yang stood beside Yi Xinming, leaning his head over to look outside cautiously.

There seems to be no accident at present, but no one can guarantee that they are absolutely safe now.

"It's all over, what are you doing hiding in the car, get down quickly, and you have to go to the classroom to continue your evening self-study."

"Or are you afraid? Don't worry, no one dares to violate the rules." A male student walked outside the carriage, and he smiled friendlyly, but his smile did not reassure the players at all. Get out, wait for them to go out, and catch them all.

"But if you don't come out all the time, really bad things will happen."

The classmate even kindly reminded everyone.

When the players were hesitating whether to go down or not, suddenly the voice of Qi Yang came in from outside.

"Everyone come down, just come and think of a way together." Qi Yang stood between the two cars, and the carriages of the cars leaned sideways, so the players inside could see Qi Yang.

When Du Yong saw that Qi Yang had woken up unexpectedly, he was really worried to the extreme when Qi Yang suddenly fainted before. Seeing that Qi Yang was fine, the momentary joy and even fear were suppressed.

Jumping directly out of the carriage, Du Yong walked towards Qi Yang.

"Brother Qi, are you healthy?" Du Yong is very concerned about Qi Yang's body. If something happens to Qi Yang, it is unknown whether they can survive today.

"I'm fine. I'm not used to eating here, and I didn't sleep well at night. I had a nightmare last night." This statement is half true and half false. From Du Yong's observation, it is impossible to detect that Qi Yang is lying of.

"It's fine, I'm worried to death." Du Yong heaved a sigh of relief.

"Don't talk about that, there are numbers on the tires, let's see how to get rid of the numbers." The others got out of the car one after another, and walked towards Qi Yang together.

When they heard the numbers, many people's faces changed suddenly. Obviously, for them, numbers meant that there would be a crisis of death.

"I, can I go over there?" A player's voice trembled slightly. He pointed in the direction of the library and wanted to hide there. If the truck lost control after a while, even if it would hit the wall, it probably wouldn't Knock down the whole library.

Everyone looked at the player, and the others also wanted to hide, but there were still a lot of books on the ground, those were put down from the car, and the books had to be moved from the ground to the library.

Obviously the number of other students was about the same as the players, but they seemed to be lazy, they didn't move much, as if they were waiting for the players to come down before continuing to move.

But now they are standing behind the car and moving, if the car falls backwards at any time, it may run over many people.

The players were all afraid of the ghost students, and no one dared to say anything about them or complain.

But these people did not include Qi Yang, Qi Yang knew what he was saying, and these ghosts seemed afraid not to listen.

"We've moved a lot, and we want to take a break. You move first, and we'll help out after you've rested." Qi Yang won't be polite to these ghosts, they are not polite to them at all, and even stare at the food all the time Stare at them.

The classmates of Qi Yang's companion knew that Qi Yang's identity was special, so they turned around and moved the books to the library room. Some other students were not in the same class as Qi Yang, and some people were not convinced.

"It's only been a while, and you're tired. I'm afraid you want to sneak away. Don't think about it. If you really dare to run, don't blame us for being rude, because you have to violate the rules first." Players are important, as are ghosts.

The ghosts are really eager for the players to break the rules quickly, so that their food will increase. The number of players who come every time is limited, there are too many monks, and there is not enough food. Sometimes they are unlucky and can't even lick a drop of blood.

The tall boy with a slightly bowed back twisted his mouth, with an evil expression that you run away, run away so that we can chase you.

The students in Qi Yang's class are happy to watch the play. Didn't these guys see Qi Yang fainted just now, and even the new supervisor directly hugged him to the infirmary? If you can't see Qi Yang's special from here Sex, then these guys have been working here for so many years.

Hurry up and make some mistakes, let the supervisors crush their heads, so that there will be fewer competitors.

Qi Yang didn't bother to deal with the ghost named Xiaoxiao, and asked the players to look around for sharp things to remove the value 4.

"Did you just swipe?" Yi Xinming could vaguely see some traces on the outside of the tire, so Yi Xinming asked if they were slashed together.

Qi Yang frowned slightly, and he nodded: "Yes, but the numbers seem to be engraved inside, and it is difficult to erase."

The others found some tools, mostly stones, and everyone took turns scratching the tires. There were various scratches around the number, but the number 4 was still in good condition, without any sign of damage.

"What should I do?" Yuanyuan stared at the pitch-black tires, and she didn't know if it was her illusion, but she always felt that the surrounding lights seemed to be much darker than when she first came here.

Even though the ghosts carrying the books behind them were moving the books, everyone's eyes were still on these players all the time.

Someone watched Qi Yang and the others busy, as if it was of no use, that person deliberately turned up the volume.

"Hey, you guys, enough rest, we've moved a lot, and I'll keep the rest for you."

Qi Yang turned his head and stared at the man who yelled, his eyes were cold, a deterrent force suddenly emerged from his body, the ghost boy froze for a moment.

The boy wanted to say a few more words, but suddenly his body froze, and not far behind Qi Yang, there was a game supervisor standing there. The supervisor didn't know when he started standing there, and his gaze on the boy was as real as it was , the boy only felt a pain in his head. In the afternoon, there was a person who violated the rules and had his head crushed on the spot. Although the opponent will recover in the next game, in this game, he will live with his head crushed until the end. He has no pain but live in pain.

Thinking about that picture, the boy became terrified. The other ghosts who were standing around him also saw the supervisor standing under a tree not far away. Some are the same.

It even gave people an illusion that if the boy said a few more words, maybe the supervisor would break his neck, so that he could only hold his neck and wait for the next game in the next few days.

But the supervisor just watched over there, because the ghost hasn't violated the rules yet.

Qi Yang didn't notice that the supervisor was coming, and his mind was still more on the truck tires.

Since the numbers cannot be crossed out, what happens if the numbers are covered up.

This idea came to Qi Yang's mind, and he called Du Yong.

"Brother Qi?" Du Yong, Qi Yang's number one fanboy, trotted to Qi Yang immediately, looking like he was waiting for the demolition.

"Are you afraid of pain?" Qi Yang asked.

Du Yong opened his eyes wide: "It hurts? It's okay." He was not very afraid of pain.

"Then find something sharper and cut your finger." As for why Qi Yang didn't cut it himself, he is a pregnant woman, although people here don't know, but Qi Yang still has the consciousness of a pregnant woman.

What's more, there is such an obedient tool as Du Yong who uses it, why doesn't he use it.

Because Qi Yang didn't explain clearly why Du Yong scratched his finger, Du Yong was confused.

"Huh? What?"

"Hurry up." Qi Yang urged.

Now that Qi Yang had opened his mouth, Du Yong knew it must be urgent. It just so happened that the tool he was looking for was sharper, so he directly scratched his finger with the small iron piece he picked up on the ground.

But in the next moment, Qi Yang held down his hand.

"Xu Yang, you seem to have picked up a piece of glass, borrow it." Qi Yang signaled Xu Yang to give him the glass piece.

Xu Yang stared at Qi Yang and Du Yong for two seconds. He heard the conversation between the two and was also dazed, but soon he seemed to know what Qi Yang wanted to do.

Without giving the glass piece to Du Yong, Xu Yang directly cut one of his fingers.

Qi Yang looked at Xu Yang's bleeding hand, and followed Xu Yang towards the tire. He squatted down and wiped the blood from his finger on the tire, directly covering the number 4 inside.

The same method was used for another car tire.

Xu Yang got up and pressed the wound on his finger, he turned his head, Qi Yang kept watching him, Xu Yang smiled slightly: "Is that so?"

Qi Yang went to check the cover of the number, it was completely covered, and no number could be seen.

"Well, yes."

At this point, Du Yong knew why Qi Yang asked him to swipe his finger. When he saw Xu Yang did something, he felt a little unwilling and jealous at that time.

Jealous of Xu Yang's brain turning faster than him, he guessed what Qi Yang meant immediately, obviously he was Qi Yang's little fan.

"Everyone go and move the rest of the books, Qi Yang, you just passed out, or you just watch here, lest someone will secretly wipe off the blood." Yi Xinming was also slow when Xu Yang walked towards the truck. After reacting slowly, he really didn't expect that it could be like this, it could be like this.

Qi Yang found a place to sit on the side. He seemed to be getting more and more sleepy when he was standing all the time. The players other than him were all moving books behind the truck. It seemed that the numbers were covered, and everyone recovered a lot emotionally.

It was also at this time that Qi Yang relaxed a little, and then he vaguely noticed that somewhere behind him seemed to be staring at him.

Turning his head, Qi Yang saw the supervisor Fu Mingnan standing silently behind him.

The two looked at each other for a while, Qi Yang raised the corner of his mouth slightly, he smiled, but immediately turned his eyes away from the supervisor.

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