The Survival Game Chapter 133: The world of the howler

lnmao.org, the fastest update to the latest chapter of the survival game!

"Brother, I really didn’t say you. Time is running out. Just stop. You are so breathless after jumping for ten thousand rounds. Don’t blame Brother for not reminding you. It’s over. Don't talk about anything."

Yes, this guy is also ruthless, so he just cursed the opponent to die without leaving any room.

It’s not that I’m burying you. Don’t say too much, otherwise it’s too late to cry when something really happens.

"Hey, you said..."

With the groggy kung fu, we all moved closer according to our respective relationships. At this time, Liu Nian leaned over and gave me a mysterious look. The voice was so low that only I could hear it.

"Is there really a way to discover the howler? We can't be so passive in this round. You must be a good identity this time."

The biggest difference from Werewolf Killing, I am afraid it is more interactive.

Playing board games is brain-burning, but it’s relatively easy physically and mentally. Otherwise, try to spend several hours in a small space, face some answers and people’s answers, think, and you will understand the pain What's it like?

And I was also shocked, I didn't expect Liu Nian to really ask this question.

"Heh...I must be a good identity, do I look a little bit empty?"

I must admit that when I said this, I didn’t feel confident enough. Anyway, it might be enough to fool ordinary people.

As for Liu Nian, to be honest, I really don’t want to attack someone who used to be a partner. If I can, I would rather leave him as the last one.

At least it shouldn't be dead in my hands.

Oh, he nodded, his eyes and posture changed only a little, and he was quickly covered up by his body language.

"It's okay, your kid is definitely a werewolf who kills and plays a lot, don't think about it so much, since our identity is okay, just follow our own direction."

His words are getting stranger.

The identity is okay. This sentence is very strange. It seems that you have not spoken from the passenger side at all. What kind of medicine is sold in the gourd, your kid!

I really don't understand it at all.

"Well, of course I am not worried."

I nodded, my subconscious senses slackened.

Brother, I’m so sorry, although I don’t know how many apologies in my heart, but I still don’t know how to express my apologies.

I'm not a very honest person, and often insincerely hide my heart so that I don't get too hurt.

But now I find that these scruples are a bit redundant, brother, I don’t know how long it can be called, at least we have lived and died together.

Unfortunately, when I found that there were reliable people around, I was about to be alone on the road to deal with all this.

Thinking about it, it's really inexplicable irony.

If I can, if I can ignore the rules here and directly resist everything, and stand on the same line as you, because asking you this way is most likely to get the passenger card.

But I can’t. I admit that I will also be greedy for life and fear of death. What's more, even if I tell the truth, I will just ruin myself. I won’t be able to escape by that time. I might even kill you.

I'm afraid no one would believe what a howling man gave his life to protect someone who would cast him out even if it was just for peace of mind.

In a trance, my thoughts and memories seemed to have entered a piece of icy frozen ground.

There was a chill around me. When my consciousness gradually awakened, it was not in the trance and heat in the past, but the biting frost from my heart.

Uh!

The harsh screams made us fear from the bottom of our hearts. Looking at the companions around us who are still sleeping, the stimulation is even more direct than riding a roller coaster.

This is a different board game. We really wake up suddenly. It feels like we have come to another more dangerous space from a cliff.

"Welcome back to the real world... the world of the howling! Ziz."

The sound of the electric current is extremely harsh, and what is more harsh is the horror behind that sound.

"This is the first and will be the last reminder, howls, your body has been injected with cold potion that lasts for half an hour, which can bring your various reflection abilities and functions to a certain limit. "

So that's it, this lunatic!

No wonder it's called the Howler, not only because of identity and direction of action, but also because of this perverted way of activity.

Our body is not frozen, but it is a bit stiff and cold like a zombie, but its strength and speed have been improved, obviously because of the activation of a special potion.

Damn it, sure enough, can the door be opened here? I can’t imagine how many people are preparing for such a game. Is it the black hand or more?

Such questions will only make me fall into more and more double tremors and fears.

"But remember that if the selected object is not protected, if you fail to kill anyone, you will all die here..."

The sound of his words was cold and even surpassed the power in our body. Gradually, I even found the truth and even had the urge to cry. Only those who have experienced this humiliation and anxiety will understand how wronged.

"Woo...cough..."

Weeping in a low voice, it was a female voice. What is unexpected is that the woman next to Moustache is also one of the weepers!

Sure enough, is the female killer a kind of tradition? It's ironic. The smartest player so far is Mustache, and his dewy couple are actually howling people.

It's really good luck.

At this time, a special loading page also appeared on our mobile phone.

Didi, among the remaining eleven people, they can still choose to kill at will. In the end, we will have the same link and time as voting, but the process is much simpler now.

After all, there are only three votes at most.

It’s no wonder that the security guards can protect people. If the person being assisted hits him, it will be invalid and skip to Christmas Eve.

It seems that I have come to hit a special dimension, and it really is a world that only the howling person knows about.

There is indeed a distinguishing light on our bodies from those passengers, who are ordinary people, but it is not a red light, but a bone-piercing icy blue light, like the light that changes after the broken glass.

And I was also surprised to find that the other howler who kept his head down and did not show up was someone I never expected.

Xiong Yufei.

"Huh...It's really interesting, so you are not a good bird! Now there is no way to continue to pretend, right?"

His anger and hideousness mean that this man who is out of control because of jealousy and hatred can do anything.

"Now you have a handle in my hand. You are also a howler... If you dare not listen to me, we will expose it together and let the captain check your identity. It will definitely die!"