Preface:

[Life is like playing chess. If you make a mistake in one move, you will lose all the game—]

[—Freud]

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[part 1 - Flame Explosion Roller Coaster]

At the entrance to the mine area of ​​Mimier Hot Springs Market.

Two 100-meter-high arcade stone gates are the legacy left by the giants.

Among them, the magnificent mural reliefs, the strange and strange statues of mountain monsters and beasts, and the fossil relics brought back from the depths of the ground were all transported to the museum in the city center.

In fact, today, its broadcasting platform and workers' square have become empty, with only the disrepaired workers' dormitories and the lights in the exile area proving that humans are still active here.

The rails with mixed tangled and unkempt watercress are controlled by thousands of turntable systems.

The diversion nodes of the entire twenty-eight-layer mine stations form a huge mine channel vein, which divides coal stone, non-ferrous metal minerals, natural gas, eclogite and geothermal lava in different rock layers.

The prosperity of mining in the past is no longer there.

Mimier Hot Spring Market has made new tricks to this complex and complicated mine track.

If you have a good memory-

——I still remember that not long ago, the brothers of the Redstone Rock Group mentioned a fresh and exciting recreation.

Its full name is [Flame Explosion Roller Coaster].

A hundred hand-cranked manpower mine cars set off from this ancient mine station, passed through various switch nodes, and finally arrived at different destinations.

From these hundred mine cars, five lucky mine cars will be selected and sent to the ground-level road of the boiling volcano, jump between the obsidian glass rock layers, and roll in the round-rotating roller road.

People scramble to select the contestants they like and squander their blood and sweat at the gambling table.

Until the bravest and lucky warriors win the crown. Winners take all, losers eat dust - this is the gambling industry in Mimire Hot Springs Market.

In order to make this game more exciting and diversified, the Latin American Police Department added the procedures for exile criminals to make this [horse betting competition] even more chaotic.

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January 6th is a crazy Thursday.

Not only is it a KFC special sale, but it is also a day when the flames explode roller coaster races.

People were ready to line up in the Floyd mining area, took tickets for the game-watching seats at the ticket purchase window, had a barbecue in front of the circus tent, and then took a lucky ticket from the collar of the hot-sized gambling lady.

They squeezed into the registration window of [End of Friendship], stretched their necks and stuck out their tongues, raised their heads, and wanted to see the drivers of the ninety-five lucky mine cars on the projection screen, and wrote the corresponding numbers on the lottery tickets, hoping to be favored by the goddess of luck and get money that will change their destiny from then on.

According to the plan, Jiang Xueming and his group successfully got on the bus.

Their mine car numbers were covered with tracer paint. In the high-speed cameras of the mine channel, the backstage personnel of the program team would quietly send them to the secret passage of Station Zero.

No one cares about the sudden disappearance of the mine cart in the flames--but a few unlucky guys disappeared in the mines.

If you want to win the first prize of Million Phenocene, you will inevitably have the awareness of dying here.

But when Jiang Xueming understood the rules of this game, he suddenly realized that he suddenly understood why Wen Bucai repeatedly emphasized the saying "Don't make a living by gambling."

There is no winner in this Marseille, it's like...

"It's like a ceremony." Jason Megan leaned against the edge of the steel plate of the mine truck, his face turned gloomy and felt very uncomfortable.

The fanatical atmosphere at the scene implicated his inspiration and made him disgusted.

Bu Leixing also had a heavy expression and felt very uncomfortable.

Only the little waiter looked ignorant and patted the employer's back gently.

"Sir! What's wrong with you? Are you sick with motion sickness?"

Jason shook his head: "No, I can feel a lot of chaotic emotions. The people in the game table looked at me like picking up beef cattle in the cold storage - look around again."

He pointed to dozens of wide and crowded tracks, densely packed with mine cars from other contestants.

"These people never seem to take their lives seriously..."

Various noises came from both sides of the mine cart.

Jiang Xueming looked at it when he heard the sound.

A young lady on the left, who was in her early 25 or 26, was wearing heavy makeup and dressed like a monster. She winked at the equipment of the film team, held a ppk pistol and twisted her waist to the camera and pulled an advertiser's ribbon. The fabric on her body was only one step away from entering the R18 channel.

She shouted loudly about the promotional slogans of her entertainment company, and asked the accompanying security guard to prepare quickly, prepare to shake the handle and turn the steel wheel.

Look at the four old ladies in the Sunset Red team on the right. The races range from Slavs to Germans, and the costumes of East and West Germany and family members are like they want to fight World War II again.

The old lady in the middle who wore the Soviet medal and medal of the chest specially brought a box of earthen explosives, and the posture of throwing grenades was a unique skill.

The other two old men in the team raised a flag, which was a bread baking shop in the hot spring market, and their logan was also called [Dulei's mother].

Wen Bucai wiped away the sweat from his forehead, as if he was a big talk in the Westward Journey to the Supreme Treasure who turned into the Monkey King and shook his hand.

"It's so fucking hard."

Mr. Jason's face was full of anger, and he felt nauseous in the inspiration of the chaotic and violent experience: "The madness in their hearts was projected directly into my head."

Jiang Xueming also saw several mine cars running away in advance. Before the referees in the mining area fired guns, the people on the observation stage had already raised the gun of justice in their hands.

It seems like the sound of cannons-

——The unlucky guy who runs the slowest becomes a sieve.

The alert and brave, cunning and rogue vanguards flocked out.

Only then did Jiang Xueming realize that there was no whistle or rules in this game.

A bullet hit the car, Mr. Wen Bucai waved his hand and immediately lowered the heads of the four friends.

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I also heard the gamblers on the watch stage cursing and urging!

"Run! Why don't you run! What are you doing?"

"I've placed a heavy bet! Hello! Don't be stunned!"

"Wen Luo! I recognize you! You are so capable! Why did you start talking about the morality of fair competition knights at this time? Hahaha! It feels so uncomfortable to be pointed at by a gun?! You have today too! You too..."

Bang--

The m00's powerful pistol bullet burst out into the audience with a thick mass of plasma.

The bone pieces and blood appeared as a fan, like boiling flames, splashing all over the bodies of dozens of people.

Wen Bucai competed with his middle finger at the audience, kicked the brake pads off, and suddenly drove into this path of no regrets.

"You saw it! It was him who took the initiative! More than 20,000 witnesses at the scene testified for me!"

Wen Bucai pulled his eyelids and made a face, blowing away the blue smoke from the m00 muzzle.

In this moment—

——Jiang Xueming beeped in a low voice.

"Is it still time for me to get off the bus now?"

Wen Bucai whistled: "You can think of yourself a nickname, like a very exciting name like [Du Lei Lao Mother], so that no one will remember who we were when we disappeared."

The meteor suddenly looked up: "Wangwang Expedition Team?!"

Jason: "It's too mentally retarded."

Jiang Xueming: "A dawn comes out?"

Jason: "It's too dated."

Wen Bucai: "Red and Black?"

Jason: "It's classical, but the plot is a bit twisted."

Little waiter: "Sin and punishment?"

Jason: "I just came out of the cell, are you serious?"

"Then you tell me one!" The little waiter pouted, shook the steel handle hard, and activated the mine cart.

Jason smiled and became excited.

"We are Lingyun! We have a life thinner than paper and a heart higher than the sky."

The mine cart goes down the ramp—

——Breaking into the complex diversion fork.

Gunshots and explosions everywhere.

Bu Leixing vomited it out directly.
To be continued...