klisemfg Chapter 575: After the Luck Was Stolen, the Survival Game Came
Chapter 575: After the Luck Was Stolen, the Survival Game Came
Oh my god, people are going crazy on the sea!
This thought flashed through almost everyone's mind, and they looked at the person who shouted with horror.
I don't know who this person is, but just from his familiar raft, the familiar wooden boat, wooden pavilion, and treasure chest on the raft...
Wait, wait, they can all tell that the other person is a player.
I don’t know which district he is from, but he is definitely a player.
player?
A player with a light screen and a regional chat group?
A human being who loves to have fun, eat melons, and laugh at other people’s jokes?
They're finished!
Everyone remained silent and lowered their heads in unison, hoping to save their own face.
They hope that this player is not from Zone 167. This is their last and only wish.
"Hey!"
The man was even happier when he saw a group of naked people lowering their heads.
"If you have the guts to take off your clothes, then show your face! Don't just keep your head down and pretend you don't exist. I know you can hear me!"
A group of people: "..."
They lowered their heads even lower, wishing they could break their necks.
The next second, they heard something even more unacceptable.
"Comrades, come and see what's going on! There's a group of naked people running in our 167th District. Let's count them. Two, four, six, seven, eight... Oh my God! There are five of them! Is this a distortion of human nature or a loss of morality..."
Area 167?!
It turned out to be the number they least wanted to hear!
From then on, they became a complete joke among the group of people!
Among these five people, Situ Bang was the one who found it most difficult to accept this scene.
He was deeply aware that he was different from his men.
His face represents his identity, the face of a family, and the growth of a generation.
But today, he ended up with the same fate as his group of subordinates who were not worthy of showing their faces.
He was powerless to stop it and could only growl in anger at his men.
"Can you please stop holding on to the raft? Can you please paddle and leave this place quickly! Otherwise, that person will keep filming us!"
That was his idea, sacrifice pawns to save the chariot.
The men were in a state of disarray and humiliation.
Don't they want to leave?
Do they want to be photographed all the time?
"But...without tools, there might be sharks in the sea!"
It is life, the life that has been repeatedly whipped by life but they are reluctant to discard, that is at work, so they would rather die socially than dig with their hands or legs.
"There aren't so many sharks! Aren't you all okay now?"
Situ Bang cursed.
When they disregarded their image and held on to the edge of the raft with both hands, their hands had already touched the sea water, but there were no sharks swimming towards them.
He rarely moved his head.
He guessed that maybe because they were being punished, the game wouldn't let them die.
The subordinates were stunned for a rare moment, and only reacted when they saw their hands being constantly "kissed" by the sea water.
There are indeed no sharks appearing at the moment!
Although their raft was still floating with the waves, the waves had calmed down at this time and there was no wind or waves on the sea. They were stuck here, unable to move, and could only be passively photographed.
If you don't take action, you will have to choose to accept being stripped naked by the people in District 167 and live...
"Do it quickly!"
Still hesitating, Situ Bang couldn't bear it any longer.
He reached out and paddled the raft to encourage the others.
Seeing that Situ Bang was not in danger, the five men became restless.
They stretched out their arms and began to paddle tentatively.
Thanks to the efforts of the five people, the raft actually moved forward.
The group of people were instantly excited, and five of them started to paddle in a circle, except Situ Bang. He hid among the crowd, lowered his body slightly and lay prone, trying to use the bodies of others to block his view.