The two game participants had stopped struggling, their mouths wide open, their scarlet tongues sticking out of their mouths, their tongues growing from half an inch at first, to growing and getting longer and longer.

Their faces had changed from pale at first, to bruised, and their eyes were huge and bloodshot.

From the time they made a strange noise in their necks to the time they stopped struggling, it took only a dozen seconds.

In just ten seconds, two lives were lost, and they hung in the air, dying in front of us, becoming one of the many corpses.

"Giggle......

The sound of the shin being strangled rang out again.

The sound sounded terrifying, like a human bone being wrung alive.

The third, the fourth, and two more figures were dragged into the air and became one of the hanging ones.

A few people who were still in a daze screamed in fright and began to scatter.

One of the glasses women rushed up to me, and as soon as she saw me, she pointed at me.

But before she could open her mouth and scream, the hemp rope around her neck shrank violently, hanging her directly in front of me in mid-air.

The originally surprised gaze turned into a pleading at this moment, and the woman desperately stretched out her hand to me, probably asking me for help, but unfortunately she could no longer say anything.

I raised my hand to make a neck wipe gesture for her, and turned to leave.

"What's going on? Are you going to kill them all? ”

I looked at the game participants running around and didn't know what to do for a moment.

Although this is not the first time that I have encountered the obsession of something that is not afraid of curses, I have never seen such a situation.

Other obsessions are generally devoured, and it's the first time I've encountered this kind of obsession hanging in the air like an ordinary person.

I subconsciously looked at the clown around me, and the clown also looked at me.

"What's that vision for you?" The clown looked at me weirdly and didn't understand why I looked at him the way I did.

"I'm wondering if if you're hanging in mid-air, like them, without any resistance."

"No way, even if I am hung on it, I have to kill you first, so that you don't see me hanging."

This is the end of the topic, I suddenly miss Ye Luoyang very much, although Ye Luoyang speaks very directly, but at least he never says anything to kill me.

Since the other participants were running around in fear, I stared at the bowed woman and the loyal man, and followed them on.

Along the way, the clown didn't know how many hemp ropes he had cut, and occasionally he heard screams coming from afar.

The screams were terrible, as if they were ringing in our ears.

At this time, I don't think of myself as a saint, I didn't see the clown's eyes turned red, and I guess I was a little anxious by those hemp ropes, which can be seen that this hemp rope is not simple.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for me to see the woman and the loyal man running into a doorway.

I dragged the clowns off and rushed in after them.

When I entered the doorway, I hesitated for half a step to ask the clown to go in first, and the clown pouted, muttering something in his mouth, and walked in first.

Sure enough, as soon as the clown stepped in, he was stabbed in the leg with a dagger, and both left and right legs were stabbed.

Who is the Joker? The martial arts master before his death can slaughter the existence of the whole door with one person and one sword.

After his death, although he became obsessed with being controlled by the things in the theater, he still fought most of our game participants before he died.

Such a person, when attacked, the first reaction is, of course, to fight back.

"Brush"

The white light is blown up, and the black light is hidden.

The loyal man who shot out had two long wounds on his chest, and blood gushed out.

The loyal man snorted, and his body staggered back.

"Wow"

A large piece of flesh fell from his chest, and the internal organs of his chest poured out at once.

The clown's knife is not so easy to follow, it seems to be a simple chopping and slashing twice, but in fact, the two knives are touching the chest of the loyal man.

It was such a seemingly simple contact that made the loyal man's chest completely shatter, and the shattered chest gushed out with internal organs.

"You, you ......"

The loyal man fell to his knees, holding one hand on his chest, trying hard to stick the fallen flesh back.

The other bloodstained finger pointed at the clown tremblingly.

"Puff"

In the end, the loyal man couldn't even say a word, and fell to the ground, dying quietly.

This product is more unlucky, I didn't see whether it was a person or an obsession, so I made a sneak attack.

Of course, just when it was me, I definitely didn't have the sharp counterattack of the clown.

"That's good, another one died."

The bowed woman stood next to her and sneered, raising her head, which had been lowered.

Seeing her face, I was slightly shocked.

This woman has a beautiful face, but her face is covered with all kinds of terrible scars.

The scars were all turned outward, leaving long, black knife marks.

I don't understand, with such a beautiful face, why not patch up the wounds on my face?

I can easily find a lot of ways to repair the secret room of the Scarlet Round Table, and there are even many people who have done beauty treatment, but why does she still maintain her ugly appearance?

"Isn't he your teammate? Why didn't you ...... when you died?"

"Teammates? He is also worthy? The woman sneered, and the scars on her face twitched, giving a particularly horrible crack, as if those wounds were a mouth that was gradually opening up.

"Not a teammate? Will he listen to you the whole time? "I turned my head to look at the woman, who was very slender and looked weak.

A loyal man who died, tall and powerful.

Will such a man be at the mercy of a woman the whole way?

"Man, it's easy to control, but it's just a waste of some brain cells." The woman leaned against the wall next to me, looking at me with a grim gaze.

"Really? That's really hard work on your brain cells. I pouted, and I couldn't bear to do anything to this woman.

Turning around, he was about to walk past the woman, not wanting to pull calves with the other party anymore.

"Why are you still alive?"

The woman didn't intend to let me go, and followed me.

"Are you happy when I'm dead?" I stopped, turned to face her again, I could ignore the previous things, but if she dared to cast a spell on me, I wouldn't mind letting her turn into a corpse.

"The rules say that on the way to the other side, no one is allowed to kill each other, your obsession kills a loyal man, you should be executed by the rules."

The woman looked at me with a strange gaze, as if she wanted to find out what was wrong with me that she could skip the rules.

"Oh? And this rule? It's a pity that it doesn't work for me, do you want to try it? Kill you, and I won't die either. I sneered and said to the woman, telling the clown next to me to get ready to do it.

"Women, it's okay to be ugly, the important thing is to have a good figure, so that it will be more tasteful." The clown licked the black and white knives and looked at the woman coldly.

The woman's face changed slightly, and she lowered her head and said softly: "You still don't have to try, although I don't know why you skipped the rules, but the way to the other side, everyone is different, there is no need to kill everyone." ”

"If you don't have to kill everyone, why do you do everything you can to keep everyone?"

Actually, the woman didn't know that I didn't plan to kill her at first, but her words reminded me and gave me a lot of understanding of the rules of the game.