After seeing the translated words below, the barrage area was full of curses. Apart from a few messages shouting to kill No. 166, almost all of them were scolding No. 133 and telling him to die. There were also worries that No. 166 would

killed.

The host came out to make fun at the right time and livened up the atmosphere: "Oh my God, I didn't expect things to develop like this. But it's normal. As long as you kill the opponent in the game, there will be fewer competitors. This is the original law of nature...

…”

There was still an hour left, and No. 166 simply couldn't last that long. Boss Qian clenched his fists nervously, but said lightly: "This is boring. I hate games that only involve fighting and killing. When will it end?"

"

The Brown Bear, who bets on No. 166 to win, also chimed in: "Yeah, is it possible that the rest of the hour will be spent watching them circling around the table?"

A male voice sounded: "Tip: According to the rules of the game, if one party's votes exceed 20%, it will be immediately counted as the winner."

"Did you hear that? Did everyone hear it?" the host roared: "In all the games with voting in the past, as long as one party's number exceeds the other party's by 20%, it will be considered a success. If you support No. 166, you don't want her to

If she dies, please vote for her immediately!!!"

But the computer voting has already been done. Each computer can only cast one vote, and the people sitting in front of the computer can only stare.

Barrage: "Computers have one vote, mobile phones have one vote, everyone vote quickly" "Yes, mobile phones can also vote, spread it immediately, please spread it immediately" "166 go to hell, I have been unhappy with you for a long time" "Computer

I still have my mobile phone after the investment, so hurry up and see if 166 can last long"...

The host continued to use extremely exaggerated and inciting words: "The number of people entering the live broadcast room continues to grow rapidly. Now it has reached the last moment. It has exceeded the number of people in all games and even all live broadcast programs in the past three years. Now the number is 133.

It remains to be seen whether No. 166 will win by killing him or 133 will be eliminated by the audience's vote. I personally said to No. 166, come on girl, you can definitely do it!"

Of course, we have to wait longer. The number of live broadcasts has increased so fast. This is the best performance.

Holy Mother Man, no, there is no need to call him that now. From the moment he picked up the knife and planned to kill someone, he was no longer a Holy Mother.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Xining grasped the edge of the round table with both hands to prevent it from overturning. He stared at No. 133 with a trace of sarcasm on his lips: "I thought you were a good person before."

How wonderful, what she said made people stunned. The Virgin was going to destroy the world, and people couldn't look straight at her. But now she was chasing her with a knife, a shiny silver steak knife.

No. 133 gasped, his face slightly grim due to excitement and nervousness: "But I want to live!"

But you came here to die before, and now you can't control yourself from gambling to death. Now...

No. 133 suddenly took a step back, exerted force, and kicked the round table with his feet.

This power could not be controlled by the body's small arms and legs. Xining quickly grabbed the fork in his hand.

The dinner plate was still relatively close to its original position, but the fork swayed to the edge of the table after the two people pulled it back.

The table was kicked away, and he was still doing an exaggerated somersault in mid-air. After two and a half rounds in the air, he fell heavily to the ground on all fours. This action is a difficult move no matter where it is, whether it is gymnastics or diving.

No. 133 rushed towards him with a knife, and many timid spectators even screamed in surprise.

"Poof~" No. 133 and No. 166 crossed each other, both of them seemed to be fixed and motionless.

Slowly, No. 133 took the knife and backed away slowly, step by step...

Has No. 166 been stabbed? No one dared to blink. The number of barrages and votes dropped a lot and there were almost only a few, as if the audience was also frozen.

No. 133 slowly lowered her head and looked at her abdomen, while No. 166 straightened up, the camera zoomed in, and the top of the fork in her hand was stained red.

No. 133 stretched out his hand to cover his abdomen and looked at her in surprise: "Who are you?"

When No. 133 rushed over just now, she used her fighting skills to block his armpit and chest area with her arms so that the knife could not hit her, and then she stabbed the fork in her hand into his abdomen with her backhand.

The action was quick and in place, quite professional. This was something No. 133 had not expected. No. 133 always thought she was just an ordinary person, but he did not expect her to react so quickly and strike so cruelly.

Shouldn't we hold the fork in both hands and raise it in front of us, like a mantis using its arms as a cart, with the whole body trembling and the voice weak and trembling: "Don't come over, don't come over..."

Xining stood there, holding a fork in his hand and looking at him quietly without speaking.

Virgin man, do you know? When you pick up a knife against a defenseless girl out of fear of death and desire to survive, your protagonist's halo also disappears.

You have nothing worth retaining and saving by the laws of this world, and all your good luck has come to an end!

Suddenly, the number of votes for No. 166 increased crazily, and the barrage scrolled rapidly:

"Kill him, kill him" "He's too much of a thing, not worthy of being a man" "My money, why did I blindly invest in such a piece of shit" "Please don't insult the dog" "Asshole, go to hell, I

I borrowed all the mobile phones of my colleagues in the store”…

No. 133 slowly fell down, covering the wound with his hand. His sportswear jacket covered his injured area, but from the way he was holding the wound tightly, it should be serious.

He sighed slightly, knowing that the situation was over: "Kill me."

Is this the final confession?

Xi Ning stood there, with soft light shining on her body, making it appear that she was surrounded by darkness. She responded calmly: "No, I won't kill you. These hands have never killed anyone before, and I will not let them be stained."

Blood.”

It immediately aroused the audience's favor. The number of votes continued to grow rapidly, and the pop-ups were full of praise.

Not killing him is because I don’t want the body owner to bear the burden of human life. This is one reason. Another reason is: Tsk, sister can already win, but I still want to kill you. Maybe it is to lure sister over and deliver a killing blow.

You must know that before the end of the game, as long as one party can kill the other party, it will win. Therefore, this method of luring the enemy deep will not work on my sister. Even if it is not, I will not rush up to seek death.

The pain of killing is very boring and BT, I am a goddess, a beautiful and kind goddess.

Mo Ming... vomit~

No. 133 was no longer as violent as before, and sat quietly on the ground, as if he had the peace of enlightenment. He smiled self-deprecatingly: "I really underestimated you. From the beginning to the end, you are the one who hides the deepest. Yes.

Looking at us, do you think we are all clowns and funny?"

Yes, but no. Sister is a goddess, so of course she looks at everything in the world with the eyes of a god. You are a mortal and don’t understand.
Chapter completed!