The Survival Game Chapter 156: Anti-customer-oriented

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Ah! !

Sorrowful, such adjectives are not enough, such as the cry in front of me, the so-called heroic brother is really just a clown in front of me.

"Accept the reality, trash, what if you discover the little secret in us?"

This is certainly an opportunity.

Thieves, my favorite thing to do is not stealing, so I know they will find out about us sooner or later.

If exposure becomes an established fact, do we also need to fight against destiny?

Yes, it’s about to come to an end now, and the ending of Christmas Eve was announced after the first night. How much disappointed people with the soul of killing in their hearts.

Yes, it's a complete death. I'm getting tired of this kind of polite gameplay in my bones.

So, let's make some interesting changes!

"How can this be..."

I finally found something wrong, brother, in fact, when we had a lot of discussions about Xiong Yufei, I was ready.

This is the gift I left for you. To be precise, it is an important item that I only have for you.

Assessment system.

This is the horrible cutting-edge technology that almost left many people dead in the last round. I always like to say that technology changes lives. In fact, this sentence is true.

But many people can be regarded as electronic products gradually losing their human nature, becoming more like robots.

And when mechanical intelligence finally began to replace human beings in calculating things in some fields, even after completely dominating the movement of life and emotions, it became a ‘machine’ person full of vitality.

This is far more terrifying than the appearance of clones. You know, it is only a loading experiment based on humans.

But artificial intelligence is completely different. It's as terrible as creating life out of thin air from the cold iron sheet. It's almost like the spells and magic of the last century full of various negative atmospheres.

And such a gadget, which seems to be almost insignificant, is actually a source of panic among people around you now.

Everyone began to think about whether he would change their own destiny because of him, but it is likely that this thought has changed their destiny in their consciousness.

It's like you found a goddess, and then you really like and care about the other person's willingness to give everything, so of course you don't like messing up, so you will pay attention to everything.

Until in the end, you were too afraid of **** up, and you directly influenced yourself to screw it up. It's ironic to think about it.

That’s not the case with everyone around me. I’m already afraid of the bizarre changes brought about by artificial intelligence itself, but I don’t want to think about whether I’m as happy as a fool when I use some electronic machinery.

Well, it’s worth mentioning that now Liu Nian touched her purse and finally found that there was something inside. I saw the outline, although only I could fully capture the movement.

"This is not a great response, brother, now we should stay calm."

Shit! I was pierced in the arm by the laughing person head-on. I admit that my defenses have almost been reduced to a critical point because of the lack of equipment and my heart.

"Shut up! Now, now you are not qualified to be our companions to stand here... Hey! I think you'd better die. You have an extra game opportunity and experience without saying it, and this It directly contains the formula for game victory!"

This sentence is actually a bit too big.

If there is such a thing in particular, would I risk such a huge risk to pretend to be a good person?

Just pretending to be the word, it has exhausted the bitterness in my heart, and it is ridiculous that it is almost only you who care about this now.

"Get out! Scum, don't try to use other things to make use of it!"

It surprised me a little bit. The impulsive character of Xiaodong in the shout was suppressed, and he did not attack from a direction he was more familiar with.

The so-called offense is one of the greatest defenses. Too much martial arts is said to be fast and unbreakable, but if the offensive ability deliberately reaches a delicate balance, it can be regarded as an absolute defense.

Of course, these theories are not very appropriate here. We still have to adapt to the status of normal people. In fact, when I tell my experience of old players, it means that I have done everything.

"Now, you should be able to understand what I mean, right?"

My words, many times just leave someone who can understand, as for the others, it's up to your good fortune.

Failure is not my fault. The world is cruelly like a gear that keeps turning. Of course, when you want to find a position to prove the value, and strive to pursue your goals.

But I found that I had finally been smoothed out the water chestnuts. This is not the most terrible thing. The terrible thing is that the gear itself has been completely wiped out, and in the end there are only a bunch of traces of struggle. That's it.

Swipe! I threw out the saber in my hand, and at this moment there was almost no desire to look back.

How do you say that sentence?

Pure men never look back at explosions, because as long as they are hit by my innate talent, there is almost no room for escape.

"Really, forget that this kid still has this hand."

The person who can be regarded as standing in the same position on my side, and still worried about the abilities I possess, is actually that guy. Of course, Xiong Yufei still remembers the scenery I achieved with this stunt in the past time.

Actually, to a large extent, it was Xia Lei's attention to it because of the limelight in a place like a bar, and then it gradually developed into a later relationship.

The irony is that even the breakup is in a filthy place like a bar.

Ha, it's really funny. I still care about these things. It seems that I am really a bit drunk. I finally saw everyone's surprised expressions in my mind.

"You, how did you do it, you can even hit without looking back..."

This is the second guy who is planted in my hands.

Of course, I saw the horrified eyes of people around me. If the first time was a fluke, the second time was a frantic rhythm.

After stabbing someone to death without blinking, I recreated a record of not having the slightest mood swing after killing someone with a flying knife.

It seems that what disappears in my hands is not life, just a dust.