Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Meat Grinder

"I'm sure everyone here has played the game of werewolf killing and knows the rules of werewolf killing well, so I won't go around in circles here."

"Actually, the only difference here is that we used to play games, but now we play life and death games."

"If it was in the past, when we played games, we cared about winning or losing, if we could win, it didn't matter if we were werewolves and blew ourselves up, it didn't matter if it was a civilian who blocked the knife for the gods."

Nine paused, and continued.

"But now it's different, we all want not only to win, but also to let ourselves live, but since we want to live, we have to win, and it is impossible to say that no one dies."

Don't talk about me, the people present probably can't listen to it anymore, and they don't know what the central meaning of the nine is trying to express.

These things are very clear in everyone's hearts, and there is no need for him to deliberately say them.

"I don't mean anything else when I say this, it's very simple, even if you are familiar with the rules of the game and play well, but when it comes to the game of life and death, you will hesitate and make wrong judgments."

"If everyone is afraid of death and doesn't want to be called for a gun, why would anyone want to jump out and be a sheriff?"

Nine's words suddenly turned to look at us.

Of course, we here are the ones running for sheriff, except for Nine.

"I said before I ran for sheriff, I'm a civilian, and you might think it's strange why I dare to say my identity directly."

"It's very simple, because my identity is very mediocre, werewolves won't be willing to stab me, what they want is to find a god position, and when voting, I don't have to worry too much."

"And even if I'm not a prophet, every move on your face won't escape my eyes."

Nine said and nodded.

"If you believe me, one of the second and third of this one, and as for the sixth and one, you can observe it first."

"I feel like one of these two is a scorpion."

Nine suddenly smiled at me, looking weird.

"And it's more likely that the scorpion is number one."

I froze and tried my best to restrain myself from making too many movements.

Because I found out that Nine had been watching me, and I found him unfathomable when he was in the previous minesweeping operation.

As for the number two next to me, he has already begun to struggle in anger!

"Alright, let's finish, I'm done."

Then, just when I thought we were going back to our respective rooms to get the computer to vote, the table in front of me suddenly opened slowly, and a black monitor came out of it, which was the computer in my room.

And in front of the rest of the people is the same as mine.

I gasped, it turned out that I was voting here!

Although the temporary danger will not befall me and make me feel better, I dare not be careless.

My vote is also very important.

I thought about it seriously, the question of who to vote for.

In the previous statement of the nineth, it was obvious that the second and third were sold.

Sure enough, in front of life, this so-called friendship is a fart!

I thought the three of them were so powerful and how familiar they were, but I didn't expect that betraying them was a matter of seconds!

But what I didn't expect was that Nine was indeed a hidden and unfathomable person.

He seems to have seen that I am a scorpion.

It's as poisonous as Two's eyes.

He was able to find out who the witch was.

But this time it was also clever and was mistaken by cleverness.

was actually beaten by a witch!

I thought about it and decided to vote for number three.

I was going to cast the number two.

But when I think about it, Number Two is right next to me, and if she dies, she will splatter my blood.

On top of that, we don't know what kind of death will happen to someone who votes to die.

Five must have died in the room, but I haven't been in there yet.

I quickly finished voting.

"Voting is over!"

An icy system sound sounded.

"The results of this poll are counted!"

"Number one: two votes, number two: one vote, number three: two votes, number seven: three points five votes!"

"What!"

I was stunned!

Looking at the seventh on the opposite side, his face is already like ashes!

He couldn't believe it was all true.

Screaming, "I'm a witch!" I'm really a witch! How can you cast me to death! ”

"You're going to regret it!"

He looked around in fear, and the frame hanging on the bridge of his nose couldn't be touched, and as soon as he pushed it up, it fell down again, and he quickly pushed it up and again!

Then it fell to the floor with a click, and I couldn't see anything clearly.

"My glasses, where are my glasses......"

"Now on, the execution will be carried out!"

The cold voice of the system rang out again.

"No! I can't die! I'm a good person, I can't die! ”

I watched with wide eyes at the horrified scene in front of me.

The glasses man has poor eyesight, and he is so frightened that he gropes around, but he can't touch anything.

He screamed loudly!

I saw a samurai walking behind me, it was the decoration that had been placed on the left and right of the door, but I don't know why, but suddenly it moved, and I came to the back of the game house.

Guo Qian, who was next to the game house, was so frightened that she tilted her head to the side and didn't even dare to look at it.

Seeing a dead person and seeing someone alive in front of them are two different concepts.

Especially this death, the way of death is even more terrifying.

The Iron Samurai took off his helmet and pressed it the head of the game house, only to hear the sound of the meat grinder, and the screams of the game house came from inside.

It only took a moment, and there was no movement.

There was a great pool of blood on the ground.

"Ahh

Guo Qian next to her shouted.

By the time the helmet was removed, the game house had long since died, and he was unrecognizable, leaving only a skeleton skeleton.

Blood ran down the bones, next to freshly sliced pieces of human flesh, and some scraps of flesh splashed on the table with the smell of blood.

After the execution, the armored samurai left satisfied.

The smell of blood filled the room, which stimulated the nasal cavity thickly.

I couldn't help but feel sick in my stomach, including me.

It's not the first time I've seen this kind of scene.

But this time the way he died was disgusting.

It's like putting a person's head directly in a meat grinder and stirring it up.

The face was out of shape.

His eyes fell to the ground, and he was trampled flat by the person who had left in a hurry just now.

After the system untied the chairs, everyone hurried out of the place.

It's disgusting!

No one wants to stay in a place like this for long.

I was the last to react and the last to leave.

Guo Qian didn't wait for me.