Chart Topper Queen

boom.

bang bang.

The sound of the ball bouncing reverberated on the empty street.

Everyone also regained their voices.

"Do not make jokes."

"Who is going to die, are you?"

They scoffed at the proposal and quarreled again. Regina rubbed her forehead and interrupted their free discussion: "If you don't mind, let me tell you what I think. There is also a way to make the ball touch the ground for a longer time - we can restrict its Height. Every time it hits the target, it needs the bounce space to charge up. The higher the bounce, the greater the gravity blow when it falls. That is to say, if we can close it in a small space, it cannot bounce , the attack power released will be minimized. If the barrier is strong enough that it cannot be broken through in a short period of time, we have enough time to obtain weapons."

"I support this proposal."

"Yes, yes, but where are we going to find a space like this?"

"The trickiest thing is that it's chasing the players, not jumping into the trap for no reason, we still need a bait."

Regina glanced at the players with different thoughts, and replied one by one: "The space can use these houses, so many of us should be able to create a suitable space. Therefore, some other players need to dribble the ball first."

Everyone has no objection to this point. They all have to contribute. Although the person dribbling the ball is dangerous, they can also take the opportunity to investigate the distribution of weapons on the entire street. It is better than the person who creates space for logistics. Besides, as long as there is someone When they move the ball, they will chase, and they can take turns dribbling the ball in batches and have plenty of rest time.

Therefore, everyone proposed grouping requirements according to their own abilities.

Regina also assigned Aibe to the "running with the ball" group, and Simmons naturally followed Aibe.

"As for the bait..."

Regina looked at Simmons.

Of the group, Simmons was clearly the fastest runner.

The "bait" requires quicker reflexes, and can leave the wicket after entering the space and lock the ball inside. Once it cannot leave in time, it will be eliminated.

Simmons folded his arms and sneered coldly: "Look at me, do you think I'm a fool? Don't go." He put his bet on Abe, and immediately showed a bad attitude to the other leader to show his innocence and loyalty.

Although he didn't know if Aibe had solved the puzzle.

And to be honest, Regina's ideas and methods are remarkable. The most rare thing is that she can condense a plate of loose sand together in a short period of time. If it wasn't for Aibe's last game, he was too impressed. He probably just called her bet.

Regina no longer insisted. Just as she was thinking about going into battle, someone volunteered. It's the impatient player, his speed is second only to Simmons, and he is indeed a good candidate.

everything's ready.

This time, everyone had a purpose and could not help speeding up their actions. Things went very smoothly. Some people took turns to take the **** away. Others took this opportunity to choose a shop with a narrow space, pried off the roofs of other houses, and temporarily used it as a "box cover". Human power traps it inside.

However, something suddenly happened on the other side.

The rule they set was to start in the center of the high street and run a full lap before changing people. This street is neither short nor long, and one lap back and forth almost reaches the limit of one's physical strength.

Just when the shift was handed over, the impatient runner who was the "bait" suddenly attacked. He shoved the runner who had just finished running and sent him right in front of the ball. Before he could get up and run away, he was crushed to death by the ball.

And he himself had already spotted the position of the weapon, and immediately ran towards the weapon while the ball was in contact with the ground!

The team was in an uproar.

At this moment, a page of paper was rolled by the wind and hit him in the face!

He suddenly lost his direction, fell to the ground, got up and threw himself at the weapon, but missed and fell into the window.

The window glass shattered.

In the team, Simmons was shocked by Aibe's unique skill. I don't know when she started to have the "Fun Island Sightseeing Handbook" in her hand, and then just saw "Mutiny", she tore a page down, fingers Jian Yi loose, as if he was accidentally blown away by the wind.

It's not hard to hit a target with a heavy object, but a page?

Even if it's a downwind, how would she know that this direction can hit the opponent's face just right?

"Ah..." Ai Bei looked down, "I still use that page."

Simmons' eyes lit up, eager and positive: "I'll pick it up, I'll pick it up!"

Abe stepped forward. The man who threw himself on the broken glass of the window struggled to get up, and she stepped on it and pressed his neck. The artery in his neck was close to the shards of triangular glass pierced by the window frame, "Don't move." Abe rolled his toes.

The man froze.

The other players had long been frightened and angry, and at this time they gathered around and yelled at him.

"Let the ball hit him!"

"brute!"

"Does anyone really dare to believe that proposal?"

They couldn't believe what it would be like if they were the one who handed over to him. Among them, there are also people who are tempted by the proposal, but some people dare not put it into practice, and some people have no time to do it. Now seeing his end, they cursed loudly in order to cover up their guilty conscience.

The man listened to the sound of the ball clapping in horror, and thought of the tragic death of the others, and his whole body began to tremble.

"Let the ball kill him" is getting more and more intense!

"No." Ai Bei shook his head to stop them, "Let the captain solve it."

Simmons, who picked up the paper, was stunned. She called Regina the captain, did she want to support her?

You must know that even those who have always supported Regina have not directly called her the captain. After all, they are all well-heeled anchors, and no one is willing to be inferior.

They switched positions, got someone to dribble the ball, and asked Regina to find them. Regina quickly arrived to hear the cause and effect, and also objected to sending him directly to "feed the ball".

Someone said: "Most of us have run back and forth, and we have figured out where weapons are most often found. Isn't this more time-saving and labor-saving?"

It has to be said that this is the real reason why most people are calling for his death.

But without Regina speaking, there are relatively rational people who object:

"No, there's simply not enough time."

"The weapon will be refreshed. He just found the easiest place to refresh. It's good luck to meet it."

"No wonder he has to apply for two rounds as a 'bait', and he doesn't know how to save his energy. I guess if he can't do it once, he might make a second shot."

"From the point of view of data calculation, planning will not let us get weapons easily, but the time to die is really too urgent. Probably only a small number of people are lucky enough to "guard" the weapons."

"Unless two people die in a row."

After such an argument appeared, Regina finally came out to press the field: "Enough. No matter how many people die, this hole can't be filled. This is not a normal solution to the problem at all."

That's why she doesn't recommend sending people to "feed the ball". Although it relieves anger, it will make everyone's nerves more tense.

And now is not the time to create panic.

She knows that one has two, and that this momentum must be curbed, so she asked the person, "Are you going to quit by yourself, or wait for me to do it?"

Everyone was startled.

The man had cried out eagerly: "I quit! I quit!"

They didn't react until he quickly applied for retirement and the figure disappeared out of thin air.

They have been dominated by the fear of being chased by the ball, and they can't help but forget that although they are fighting for survival, they are in another space and can return to the real and peaceful world at any time.

The nerves of the others relaxed a little, and the scene was no longer so tense.

Abe has some pity.

This is actually a good opportunity to stand out. The best option is to kill him with your own hands and shock the others. It was indeed the stupidest decision to let him get smashed to death by the ball, but it was good to let these people's strings stretch, and once they were loosened, it would be detrimental to Regina's control of the team.

Her idea was quickly validated.

The traps are set up, and the alternate "bait" takes over and dribbles the ball, all the way to the point where the ball jumps into the trap they've prepared.

There was a space gap when the ball fell, and the "bait" ran out of the wicket in time. If the ball tried to jump up again, it was completely covered by the dismantled roof by the people who were squatting on the roof.

"Covering the lid" requires a lot of manpower and quick hands.

Everyone else was sweating when they saw it.

But the ball was blocked.

I only heard a "dong" sound, and it bounced to the roof, but did not break through.

The high-altitude children's laughter stopped, it seemed to slump its mouth, making a little whining sound, like it was about to cry.

The players were overjoyed and immediately searched for weapons around.

But they searched for a long time, and they didn't even see a shadow in the places where weapons were often refreshed. Front, back, left and right, all the places that could be seen on this street were dug up with their eyes, no, not at all.

Could it be... Really only when it kills people?

At this moment, the "dong dong" sound became intense, but it did not come from the roof. The wall facing the street began to tremble, and the wall powder fell down in a rustling manner.

It turned out that everyone was worried that the ball was not trapped for a long time, and they were not far away when searching.

Now the faces of these people changed in shock. Just after they made the move to escape, suddenly the huge ball crashed into the wall and rushed onto the street, crushing these people. Their flesh and blood seemed to be squeezed out at once, exuding a strong fishy smell.

The other players were frightened, and their minds went blank for a moment.

In the shop where the ball came out, the lower bricks and upper tiles were all intact, but the front and rear space was larger than its diameter. At this moment, the tables and chairs in the house, the glass in the back kitchen, and the cooking table were all ground into powder.

Not only can it smash people with gravity, but it can also accumulate power by rolling back and forth.

"1, 2, 3..." Someone happened to avoid the catastrophe, counting the people who were killed in the heart, and asked excitedly in fear, "The dead person, did something come out?!"

Some people are afraid of affecting the audience's perception, and shout at the speaker: "If you die, you will just be offline."

As for whether these people are in pain before they "die", what does it matter if they are in pain? Don't come to the competition if you are afraid of pain.

It never occurred to them that, although not reality, it was also related to their nervous system, and that overloaded pain would cause irreparable damage to the nerves.

The joy of their impending victory overwhelmed them.

"Over there, there's ES-3 over there!"

"And WW-7, the gravity water impact gun, ah, this is what I want the most!"

Everyone rushed towards the weapon they wanted and approached.

But before they could get close, the air where the weapons were distorted, and their outstretched hands only touched the air. Someone staggered forward, looking at his hands in disbelief.

And on the street, the ball jumped up again nightmarishly.

how is this possible?

how is this possible? ! !

"The ball has been rolling on the ground just now?!"

"No, there is something wrong..."

"How do I feel that this **** ball has nothing to do with the appearance of the weapon!"

The player who was exhausted but did a white job was full of resentment, and regardless of the halo of the popular player above Regina, he immediately questioned her: "You lied to us?"

From the very beginning, it was Regina who summed up the connection between the ball and the weapon, and it was she who came up with this method. No matter whether they were incompetent or not, they could only support her decision. on her.

Regina's face was also not very good-looking. She was about to speak when she heard the soft and jumping voice of a girl next to her: "She didn't lie to you, it was actually him who lied to you." She pointed at Simmons .

Simmons, who was pointed out by his name, was stunned.

"In the beginning, he brought the news that the weapon was related to the ball, so we will speculate according to his line of thinking, right?"

"Yes."

"That's right, he brought the ball here, and he said what he said. We were indeed deceived by him."

"This guy doesn't want to borrow the ball to kill us all..."

As soon as this statement came out, it immediately aroused everyone's indignation.

Ai Bei sighed: "In short, we were indeed led in the wrong direction, but that person was not Regina."

Regina's shoulder line relaxed a little, and nodded to Abe with approval and gratitude.

Ai Bei looked at these people and sighed in his heart. She can't do anything either, now the team is in jeopardy, and she has to make up for the loopholes. The best way to make a team cohesive is to have a "foreign enemy" that can be jointly defended against.

Of course, she also didn't believe that someone would always stand by her side.

Unless, he is on the opposite side of everyone.

Abe noticed Simmons' gaze, and couldn't help but smile at him.

He also seemed to work well, so she had to do something before she could use it with confidence.