Chapter 838 Music and Travel 14
So that’s it!
Fu Anan looked at the bright sections of road.
Every light is the most dangerous place.
The consequence of walking on the wrong piano grid is that you will either fall to your death or become disabled, or you will fall into an abyss with no bottom at your feet, just like the person you saw before.
Players are more careful.
But the curvature of the road is getting more and more exaggerated, and the speed of the piano is getting faster and faster.
It was not easy to notice from the beginning, but later it felt difficult.
It even started to happen that someone stepped on it wrongly and fell to their death.
There was no time to be sad, everyone kept rushing forward with their heads down. Because they know that if they don't go all out, the person who falls will become themselves.
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Sweat appeared on Fu Anan's forehead.
Because she hadn't drank water or eaten for too long, she felt a little exhausted.
My throat was so dry that it stung. The piano blocks under my feet gave me no chance to rest, and the speed was so fast that it made me dizzy.
Fu Anan wiped his sweat, jumped on the piano tiles with his sore legs.
This section is almost over!
Just as she was thinking about it, a row of distinctive piano tiles suddenly appeared in front of her.
All four are black grids, with something like a gift box floating in the air on each grid.
The gift boxes are all exactly the same.
award?
Fu Anan was shocked, stepped on a piece of it and hugged the box.
Just when she was about to hug the next box, the other three boxes disappeared and the squares turned from black to white.
Damn it!
This is actually possible!
She retracted her legs when she was in mid-air, put one foot on the ground and rolled forward.
There was even a small amount of sweat breaking out on my back, and I was a little scared.
The all-black squares and four gift boxes were refreshed for the people behind. Seeing Fu Anan's situation just now, they honestly only hugged one.
After all, not everyone has Fu An'an's skills and reflexes.
"What is this?" The little fat man who had survived until now collapsed on the ground and wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked.
"have no idea."
Fu Anan shook her head and opened the box casually.
Inside were two bottles of mineral water and a piece of whole wheat bread.
Just right!
Fu Anan, whose throat was about to smoke, unscrewed the mineral water bottle and drank it down.
The little fat man next to him licked his lips and couldn't wait to open the gift box. They both had the same thing.
Are they all the same?
Fu Anan stood in front of the box, watching the next person choose a gift box, but he did not step out. There was a look of fear on his face, and suddenly a big hole opened in his chest.
A large round hole.
His eyes instantly lost their brightness and he fell heavily on the white grid behind him.
Xiaopang was frightened.
Covering his open mouth, his whole body was shaking.
So, so scary!
Next, they saw three ways to die: having a hole in the chest, losing the head, and being crushed into a pulp.
Many people got food, but many more died.
These dead people are constantly being refreshed like gift boxes, one after another.
Little Fatty was so frightened that he almost vomited.
The bread he had just eaten mixed with the mineral water came up in his throat, and he swallowed it hard.
Very disgusting, very disgusting!
But the fear of death forced him to eat everything into his stomach.
The organization originally had more than 300 people, but there are still about 100 people left.
The little fat man looked at Fu An'an who was calm on the side, and his hands kept shaking as he held the corner of her clothes.
Fu Anan looked over, "What are you doing?"
The little fat man's whole body was shaking, "Boss, boss."
"It's good that you didn't spit it out." Fu An'an patted his shoulder and praised him, "The more rational people are in this situation, the longer they will live."
As soon as she finished speaking, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind her, "Fu An'an."
Good night everyone~