The Survival Game Chapter 29: Chaos after Christmas Eve

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"Ouch, hey."

The tune of sourness makes me feel like an idiot with a lot of money. It's so sour.

Everyone's head is still in the explosive stage, and basically can't receive much information, but still vaguely feel the deep malice hidden in this flight.

The rules seem reasonable, and there is a silver lining.

But if I hadn't experienced it personally like me, I would really experience the constant killing.

Not every round has experienced the guilt and restlessness of the death partner, and the intimidation of the crying person before falling asleep, all this is impossible to talk about.

Ordinary werewolf kills, you can't find such a strong sense of introduction.

"It's fun now. I said it was so scary. Isn't it dead now?"

Fuck, the atmosphere is not ordinary embarrassment.

In short, no one continued to speak.

I saw that many people wanted to talk, but after seeing other eyes, they subconsciously swallowed the words back into their stomachs.

God knows what kind of butterfly effect a single sentence will bring, and maybe he will dig his own grave and kill himself.

People like Qian Duoduo and Xia Ling who speak indifferently are still a minority.

The two of them, one is because they are too smart and the other is because they are too stupid, so they speak unscrupulously.

"It seems that Master Captain did play a role this time. Is your ability to protect one object per round?

"

The voting hasn’t started yet, and it’s just as I thought. Everyone is starting to have ghosts.

That expression, that action, female forensic doctors undoubtedly have this kind of talent.

As the saying goes, life is like a play, it depends on acting.

If your acting skills are worse, the feelings in some places will not be brought in at all, and you will not be able to hide your eyes.

"Have you listened to the rules? Even I know this is not the case! The captain can only check the identity of a person after voting, idiot woman."

After Qian Duoduo was warned by a female forensic doctor, his attitude changed dramatically.

I know this kind of nouveau riche mentality best. Since I can't get a girl, I will try my best to slander you. Anyway, since I can't get it, I will make you stink, so that my brother is happy.

This kind of mind, I think it's a little flattering to say that a lot of money is a lot of money.

"Haha."

The old man next to him couldn't help but smile, and reached the shoulder of a lot of money and whispered a few words quietly.

"I...this..."

The rich second generation seems to have discovered something wrong, but that is exactly the effect that the female forensic doctor wants to see, twisting and moving closer.

"Of course, I don't seem to be talking about the captain's ability. That's right, it seems that only security can protect people like this, so what role does the captain have besides being able to check his identity once?"

All female forensic doctors speak with a strong rhythm.

It seems to be talking to you slowly, but in fact, I have seen through it a long time ago. That attitude has already eaten to death the psychological change of a lot of money?

"What do you want to say?"

That embarrassing appearance finally eased the atmosphere a bit.

"Don't think that you can instigate discord. I, I am more supportive of Shang Zhiyuan! It's just that some of our opinions are different, but there is no place for you as a woman to interrupt!"

But it's just a little bit. I understand that things are not that simple. Pointing at Sang Huai is just a superficial trick. There is a reason for Xia Ling's plan every time he speaks.

This woman does not seem to have much pursuit, but has some perverted hobbies. In fact, every detail of her reflects a strong purpose.

"Oh, I thought there would be no discrimination against women in the current society... It's really sad. I originally wanted to provide some information."

"Since Christmas Eve has appeared, after all, I think anyone with a little brain will understand what it means, right?"

The woman clearly pointed something.

Shang Zhiyuan, including Shinagawa Xia, and Liu Nian, me, and the old man who are now darkened.

We are all considered to be the only analysts among the ten who survived, at least there is some weight in the voting process.

The remaining people are either Wang Qiang's lack of strategic analysis ability, Guan Ling's younger age, and Xiao Pangdun's.

But they are by no means a drag and useless player.

Only with a lot of money, and Liu Nian, who had not performed well before, can it be considered that there is no sense of existence in this game, and even the existence of pig teammates.

As for me, my performance is barely the second echelon. Although this kind of boring division is meaningless, what is the purpose of playing killing games?

So many people gather in front of the computer or the table, and what they get through this game called Tian He Qi Closed Eyes, isn't it the temporary social status on the scene?

The identity of the policeman, brilliant reasoning, or subtle tactics and secret codes, these are all the highlights and charms of the game, but at the same time, some of the strengths and weaknesses of the performance can be distinguished.

Those players who play well have naturally attracted much attention, and they have gained both face and reputation.

But those players who didn't play very well were a bit unlucky. They were the reincarnation of the Backpot Man, and they were undoubtedly taken advantage of.

The irony is that this kind of unspoken rules arising from social relations are actually retained on this plane.

Humans, in addition to being ugly when they are alive, the reluctance to let go of one's face to the end is also surprisingly ridiculous.

"Amen, thank God's messenger for coming to us, guiding us to defend the devil's minions with the holy power of light in the dark, and God is with you."

The old man is okay. It's obviously a polite remark, and it's so beautiful. This western magic stick is more technical than the fortune teller on the street here.

"Look, what am I doing?"

After speaking, the old man turned his gaze to Liu Nian, the first guy to jump as a security guard, the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Swipe, but most of those eyes turned to Shinagawa Natsu, the girl in the floral skirt was about to be more reserved, smiled and nodded.

"They should be watching me."

The invisible aura between the two began to collide. Interestingly, the security guards have to grab the job.

I really don't know what to say.

I've seen people who jumped as a Cupid couple, bound together to vote.

I have also seen many of the identities of the prophet ability jump out, leading everyone to end the game quickly, but it is rare to see the hidden cards of the protection ability jump out to block the knife.

These idiots, don't you know that the security guards cannot protect themselves by default, that is to say, if they are exposed, even if the killing part can protect people, they will leave the game completely afterwards.

If you lose here, all you lose!

"Then, that actually I..."

The little fatton was so wronged that he almost cried, and he obviously jumped out seriously.

Although there is no strong proof, what a child needs to do is a sense of identity. It doesn’t matter if you don’t praise it. If you ignore it, it will be very shocking.

"It's okay, my sister believes you."

The little girl's words are getting worse. Of course, this is an accidental episode in the tense situation. The focus of everyone's attention is still on the candidates who may be confirmed.

"Rather than caring about these, why not think about more critical things?"

I finally spoke, the atmosphere made me uncomfortable.

The sharp edge is like a sharp blade in the throat.

I desperately hope to confirm some of my conjectures through one thing.

After all, this time the vote is not good, so I got myself involved!