"F * ck! Is this for real? Could it be that my eyes are wrong?？This little brother's Gatling gun was real?？”
"I can only use 999999 words to describe the effects of this show. If you ask why, it's because it's flipped 6 times.”
"Everyone, don't tell me you still think this is a passerby? This was obviously arranged by the program. Other than the program team's power, who else could get a Gatling gun in the United City?”
"I don't care if it's a target or a program arrangement. I'll say it here. As long as this little brother dares to shoot zombies, I'll tip him 10 million yuan for every kill.”
"I counted. There are a total of 30 zombies. Kill all of them. 300 million.!”
"Brother, this is the smell. I'll follow too. 300 million!! Is the program team coming?"
" Are you coming or not?!!"
For a moment, the live broadcast room was extremely lively. Regardless of whether they had tipped before or not, everyone came up to join in the fun.
This made Eldest Brother Tang feel a lot of pressure.
Since the facts had already shown that this young man was holding a real gun.
It was no longer a question of whether he would come or not. It was a question of whether he wanted to end it.
If it wasn't for Elder Zhao's strict order not to interrupt the live broadcast, he really wouldn't be able to hold on any longer.
Where did this ruthless character pop out from?
He had been in the various worlds of United City for so many years, but he had never heard of this person.
Originally, it was just a regular scaring prank show, but now it was actually doing this.
As for the effects of the program, there was no need to even look at it. It would definitely be explosive.
If he wasn't the host, he would definitely join in.
These audience members could brainlessly jeer without taking any responsibility.
However, he knew that this person was indeed not from the production team.
Therefore, the man probably didn't know that the zombie in front of him was a human in disguise.
When a person found out that the world was ending and that there were zombies in front of them, and they even had a Gatling gun in their hands…
What would he do?
Of course, they would shoot without hesitation and kill as many as they could!!
This was a multiple-choice question that all primary school students would do.
That's right!
Not only do we have zombies, but we also have extras behind us.
He could ask them to sneak up and pretend to be the target to subdue this person.
Or take away his Gatling gun.
This way, he would not offend either side.
As for whether the audience would believe it.
He couldn't care less. It was a hundred times better to be perfunctory than to interrupt the live broadcast and die.
He began to execute the plan.
The extras behind him received the order.
His first reaction was to refuse.
What a joke, he already knew that the person in front of him was a murderous demon with a Gatling gun.
He even rushed forward.
There was no need to be in such a hurry to die.
"We aren't representing individuals, but the face of the Prank Emperor. I know it's a little difficult for you guys to go up.”
"I have a plan. You guys go up and talk to attract this kid's attention. At that moment, the zombies in front will rush out together.”
"You guys are pretending to yearn for the Gatling gun, snatching control of it and not letting him shoot.”
"Attack him from the front and back. Take this kid down in one fell swoop. Take advantage of the crowd and drag him out as far as possible.”
"After the event, as long as you participate, five million. How about it?!”
Even though he said that, his ideals were full, but reality was hard.
The extras at the back were still alright.
The veteran actors in front were facing the muzzle of their guns.
However, it was precisely because they were the greatest threat that they should risk their lives the most.
Otherwise, if he didn't do anything, wouldn't he become someone else's meat on the chopping board?
Those at the front wanted their lives, while those at the back wanted money.
They instantly reached a consensus.
They carefully thought about the number of people on their side. There were more than a hundred people added together.
Moreover, there was the bonus of a sudden attack.
Each of them could kick this kid to the west.
The chances of success were very high.
I'll bet!
Actually, Eldest Brother Tang still had two choices.
Because the entrance was not sealed, the zombies could sneak away from the entrance.
However, there was a risk in doing so. He was afraid that the kid would escape.
He fired without any regard for the consequences, resulting in an irreversible situation.
He also instructed the extras behind him to secretly whisper to Fan Ling and tell him the truth of the prank.
But he did not do so.
Because this was undoubtedly cheating.
They were not satisfied with the program's founding purpose. Once it was exposed, the program would become notorious and end here.
After that, no one knew what would happen.
As the person directly in charge, he would definitely be skinned alive by the Elders Guild.
……
Fan Ling kept changing his posture as he held the Gatling gun.
He wanted to find the most comfortable asset.
At this moment.
A large group of people surrounded them from behind.
"Aiyaya, Gatling, I've seen it in the game. I didn't expect to see a real gun in reality. It's too domineering!!”
"Yes, yes, this texture is amazing.”
As they spoke, the extras all reached out to touch it, as if they were about to snatch the control of the Gatling gun.
Meanwhile, the live broadcast room was already filled with curses.
"F * ck! Could the production team still have some face? Do you think we are stupid? Would a normal person surround a Gatling gun that could save their life with zombies around?？”
"There's such an awkward line. It's obviously an extra arranged by the production team. Can it be any more fake?？”
"Protest! We want to see a real person killing zombies. Tell your people to get lost, or return all the money I gave you!!”
Eldest Brother Tang was also furious.
"They're all useless!!”
It wasn't easy to entrust the important task to these extras, but they actually messed up the act.
To be honest, it was indeed because of her acting skills.
No wonder the audience saw through it.
After this incident, it was not easy to buy water army to wash the ground.
If others could see it, Fan Ling could naturally see it too.
Thinking about it, this was a prank type activity.
Since zombies were fake…
It didn't make sense that there wouldn't be any spies among the humans.
These guys who came to interfere with his Gatling gun were obviously traitors.
"Roar!"
One of the zombies that sneaked over might want to take a deep breath.
The voice changer in his throat instantly let out a roar.
It woke everyone up.
She saw that the zombie crowd was about to attack her.
The crowd started to stir again.
"Ah! The zombies are here! Hurry up and let them shoot!!”
However, the extras surrounding Fan Ling still did their own thing.
He decided to play dumb.
He stood rooted to the ground, motionless, as if he was scared silly, but he was determined not to move.
Fan Ling smiled slightly.
He slowly took out a detonator from the luggage bag beside him.
"How do I use this detonator again? Why don't we just pull the safety off and throw it away!!”
Looking at the crude detonator in Fan Ling's hand, he pretended to pull the safety.
The surrounding extras immediately scattered like birds and beasts.
He only hated his parents for having fewer legs.
It exposed the zombies that were rushing in front of them.
Fan Ling took advantage of the situation and reached out his hand to press the trigger.
"F * ck!"
The zombie at the front trembled violently.
His eyes were wide open in disbelief, and there was a huge bloody hole in his forehead.
With a thud, he fell to the ground.
There was complete silence.
Whether it was live or in the live broadcast room.
Did he really kill her?
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