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Chapter 1809 Survival Game 69

When I saw the translation below, the barrage area was even more cursing. Except for the few messages shouting to kill No. 166, almost all of them were scolding No. 1 and asking him to die. I was also worried that No. 1 would be killed.

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

There is still an hour left, and the 166th day can't last for that long. Boss Qian clenched his fists nervously, but said lightly: "This is boring. The most annoying game where only fighting and killing is the only way to end?"

As the winner of the 166th bet, the brown bear also spoke: "Yes, can we watch them circle around the table for the remaining hour?"

The male voice rang: "Tip: The rules of the game, the number of votes entering the party exceeds 20%, and it will be counted as winning immediately."

"Hear, have you heard?" The host roared: "In the games that have voting in history, as long as the number of one party exceeds 20% of the other party, it will be considered successful. If you support No. 166 and don't want her to die, please vote for her immediately!!!"

But the computer vote has been voted, and each computer can only vote for one vote, and the people sitting in front of the computer can only stare at me.

Barrage: "One vote for computers, one vote for mobile phones, everyone vote for it quickly." "Yes, you can vote for mobile phones, spread immediately, please spread immediately." "Go to die of 166, I've been unhappy with you for a long time." "After the computer, there is still a mobile phone, hurry up and vote for it quickly, look at 166, it won't 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 is the last moment. It has exceeded all the games and even the number of live broadcast programs in the past three years. Now it is 1 that won by 166, or whether the audience's votes have made 1 eliminated, let's wait and see. I said to 166, come on, girl, you can do it!"

Of course, it will take a long time to delay the number of live broadcasters. The number of live broadcasters has increased so quickly, and this is the best performance.

The Virgin Mary, no, you can no longer call him that now. From the moment he picked up the knife and planned to kill someone, he no longer had Virgin Mary.

Taking advantage of the gap, Xining held the edge of the round table with both hands so that it would not overturn. She stared at No. 1, and a hint of sarcasm appeared on the corner of her mouth: "I thought you were a good person before."

How great it was, what he said made people shocked, and the Virgin Mary was so devastated that it was impossible to look directly at her. Now she was holding a knife, a silver steak-cut steak knife chasing her.

No. 1 was gasping, his face slightly hideous due to excitement and tension: "But I want to survive!"

But you came to seek death before, but when you got here, you couldn't control yourself gambling and committing death. Now...

No. 1 suddenly took a step back, exerted force, and kicked the round table with his foot.

This power was unable to control the thin arms and legs of the body. Xining quickly grabbed the fork in his hand.

The dining plate was still close to its original position, and the fork was pulled back by the two of them and shook to the table.

The table was kicked away, and it was exaggeratedly flipped in the air. After two and a half circles in the air, it fell heavily to the ground with four legs. No matter where this movement is, gymnastics or diving, it is a difficult movement.

No. 1 rushed over with a knife, and many timid audiences even screamed out.

"Puff~" No. 1 and No. 166 crossed together, and both of them seemed to be fixed and motionless.

Slowly, No. 1 took the knife and slowly retreated, step by step...

Was the 166th stabbed? No one dared to blink, and there were fewer barrage and votes, as if the audience was frozen.

No. 1 slowly lowered her head and looked at her abdomen. No. 166 straightened her waist and the camera pulled closer. The top of the fork in her hand had been dyed red.

No. 1 reached out and covered his abdomen, looking at her in surprise: "Who are you?"

When No. 1 rushed over, she used her fighting skills to block his armpits and chest with her arms, making it impossible for the knife to stab her. Then she inserted the fork in her hand hard into his abdomen with her backhand.

The movements were quick and in place, quite professional. This was unexpected to No. 1. No. 1 always thought she was just an ordinary person, but she didn't expect that she would react so quickly and she was very ruthless.

Shouldn't you hold the fork in both hands and hold it in front of you, just like a mantis arm is shaking, your whole body is shaking, your voice is weak and trembling: "Don't come over, don't come over..."

Xining stood there, staring at him quietly with a fork in her hand, without saying a word.

Virgin Male, do you know? When you pick up the knife and look at the unarmed girl because of your fear of death and desire to survive, your protagonist's halo also disappears.

You have nothing worthy of the laws of this world to retain and save, and your good luck is over!

With a sudden turn, the number of votes on No. 166 increased wildly, and the barrage rolled rapidly:

"Kill him, kill him", "It's not a thing, I'm not worthy of being a man", "My money, why am I blind and throwing such a dog thing", "Please don't insult the dog", "Bastard, go die, I borrowed all my colleagues' phones in the store"...

No. 1 slowly fell down, covering his wound with his hands, and his sportswear coat covered his injured area, but from the way he was tightly covering his wound, he should have been very injured.

He sighed slightly, knowing that the situation was hopeless: "You kill me."

Is this the final confession?

Xining stood there, the soft light hit her, making it dark all around her. She responded calmly: "No, I won't kill you. These hands have never killed anyone before, and I will not let blood stain on my hands."

It immediately ignited the audience's favor, and the number of votes continued to grow rapidly, and the screen popping was full of praise.

If you don’t kill him, you don’t want your body to take on life. This is one reason. There is also: Che, I can win, and I will kill you a ball. Maybe I will lure my sister over and have a killing blow.

You should know that before the end of the game, as long as one party can kill the other party, you can win. Therefore, this method of luring the enemy into the deep will fail to do anything to my sister. Even if it is not, I will not rashly go up and seek death.

The pain of murder, very boring and BT, my sister is a goddess, a beautiful and kind goddess.

Mo Ming...don't ~

No. 1 no longer had the violence he had just now, and sat quietly on the ground, as if he had the peace of enlightenment. He smiled self-deprecatingly: "I really underestimate you. From beginning to end, you are the one who hides the deepest. Do you think we are all clowns, which is very funny?"
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