Horror Game: Sleeping during Live Broadcast at the Beginning

"Tumbler..." The

blood-red tumbler turned his back to everyone, chanting words in his mouth.

Tang Ping kept approaching with a skull crushing hammer.

The atmosphere in the classroom was unusually dull.

All eyes were on him.

When he was only two steps away, the tumbler suddenly turned around.

"Pour!!"

someone's body trembled involuntarily.

Instantly the head exploded.

The bright red plasma spread to the students next to them.

Instinct to dodge.

Immediately after the landing, blood flowers bloomed one after another.

Panic spread in everyone's hearts, but no one dared to move and speak out.

Seeing that Tang Ping was a little closer to him, the blood-red tumbler tugged at the corners of his mouth.

It stared at Tang Ping, but could not find a trace of fear from the other party's face.

After a moment of stalemate, it reluctantly turned back again.

The other players in the classroom breathed a sigh of relief.

Quietly moved his position, away from the corpse on the ground.

After all, for bloody things, human instinct will feel uncomfortable.

However, this time Tang Ping did not move, and his eyelids jumped slightly.

"The tumbler is down!!"

this time the blood-red tumbler spoke extremely quickly, and finished it in less than a second.

Then immediately turned around.

Some players' heads were caught off guard and exploded into a blood mist.

After this battle, there are not many student players left in the classroom.

Obviously.

Tumblers are most afraid of Tang Ping.

Every time I turned around, I would look at him for the first time.

However, it can't grasp the handle of the other party.

He even deliberately spewed out a mouthful of blood and sprayed it on Tang Ping's face.

The other party was still indifferent, and the look in his eyes seemed to be saying.

"You're dead. "

Tang Ping's live broadcast room is very lively.

The barrage rolls non-stop.

Perhaps because they are accustomed to the ferocity of Brother Sledgehammer, they have a certain immunity to the bloody scene in front of them.

"This tumbler road is narrow..."

"Although it is a little bloody, it is not ruthless enough compared to Brother Sledgehammer."

"Seriously, how long do you think this tumbler warrior will last?"

I bet on a pack of spicy strips, twenty seconds!" "Twenty seconds is more, ten seconds at most!" "

I don't think I can survive for 20 seconds, I followed the package of spicy strips

!" "Look, Brother Sledgehammer is on!"

"As

time passed

, Tang Ping was already one step away from the tumbler.

The blood-red tumbler glared at him viciously, and did not turn around.

This time.

Tang Ping had a shallow smile on his face.

However, that smile looked a little ironic in the eyes of the tumbler.

It turned around instantly: "Tumbler..."

"Boom-"

It stopped abruptly halfway through the words.

Then a dull voice sounded.

The button on the back of the tumbler was directly dented.

Everyone watched this scene with wide eyes.

It should have stopped all that was supposed to be stopped by pressing a button.

But Tang Ping directly slammed the hammer down, directly smashing the tumbler into shape.

It's so fierce....

If that's shocking enough.

But the next scene stunned everyone even more.

"Boom

!" "Boom!" "

..."

Tang Ping was expressionless, holding the skull crushing hammer high and smashing it down again and again.

The originally hideous tumbler was completely unrecognizable, and countless blood flowed out.

Until the mechanical system prompt sounds.

Everything stopped.

[

You successfully passed the game of tumbler!]

However, the others did not receive this prompt.

The blood-red tumbler, which had been smashed flat, suddenly stood up, recovered and jumped onto the table.

Once again, all players hold their breath.

Its eyes were bloodshot, and it said viciously: "Tang Ping pressed the button, Tang Ping cleared the level!" Tang Ping

probably guessed what would happen next.

He picked up the hammer again.

But it was already late.

"Poof!" "

Poof!"

"..."

The sound of heads exploding kept sounding in the classroom.

All players except him turned into a headless corpse.

The blood-red tumbler flashed him a sly smile.

As if it had won.

Tang Ping was as heavy as water.

Without saying a word, he picked up the skull crushing hammer and smashed it down fiercely.

The madness vented for a long time before stopping.

When leaving the classroom.

The clothes on his body were completely soaked with blood.

In the spacious and bright corridor, the classrooms on both sides splattered blood from time to time.

Screams and screams abounded.

Ye Xingyu's classroom was next door to Tang Ping.

He has also seen the mystery behind the tumbler and explained it to everyone.

The tumbler seems to sense their thoughts.

The speed of speech became faster and faster, and he even deliberately got stuck in the middle and turned back suddenly.

Shrouded in the fear of death, everyone began to hesitate and dare not step forward.

At this critical moment.

A man wearing a rabbit hood and a hammer broke into the door.

Everyone almost thought he was dead.

Only Ye Xingyu's eyes flashed with a shimmer, and he wanted to speak, but he still closed his mouth considering the rules of the game.

The blood-red tumbler turned his head to look at the door, glaring at Tang Ping deadly.

The next moment, he was suddenly smashed by an oncoming sledgehammer.

"

Boom!" "Boom!"

"..."A

few hammers down, and the blood-red tumbler has been smashed to pieces.

All the players in the classroom watched this scene in amazement.

This guy

Tang Ping, dressed in a rabbit killer suit, doesn't know many people.

Seeing Ye Xingyu and the others, they were still stunned in place.

Tang Ping frowned, looked at them and said coldly: "Don't you want to get headshot yet?"

All the students fled in a hurry.

During this period, many people secretly glanced at the skull hammer that was still dripping blood, and the fright value climbed wildly.

Apparently.

They misinterpreted the meaning of Tang Ping's headshots.

Sensing that many had fled, the tumblers on the ground began to stir.

Return to its original state at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the classroom, only Ye Xingyu has not left.

He and Tang Ping exchanged a look, and then ran out quickly.

By this time the tumbler had already recovered.

Just getting ready to stand up.

"Boom!!"

was another hammer.

Blood spraying.

The tumbler made a chilling sound.

Even the players who escaped far away couldn't help but shiver when they heard it.

However.

The sound of striking iron soon overshadowed it.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "

..." The

thrilling player who passed the first level did not dare to linger at all.

Because there is a clear prompt when entering the copy.

Be outside the game scene for more than three minutes.

Will be hunted down by ghosts,

playing games may still have a glimmer of life.

For example, the terrible tumbler can be cleared by simply pressing the button behind it within the time limit.

And once targeted by fierce ghosts, for ordinary players.

There is hardly any possibility of survival....