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It was as if it would be torture for me to survive again.

Because Shang Zhiyuan and Shinagawa Natsu were still alive, even though I knew that only voting could target them, seeing that they were still smiling calmly after Christmas Eve, the fear in their hearts could not be suppressed.

"It's really scary, if that's the possibility......"

The college student shook his head, chilling just thinking about it.

Qian Duoduo works as a security guard, and eighty percent of them are very mindful that they can't be protected, and they will definitely seek protection for absolute safety.

That is, the speech is clear, and it will not jump around.

"Well, that rich brother is very strange every time he speaks, and our teacher said that this is just talking but not brains. ”

Yes, the little chubby dun is still poor, I don't know who taught you, but it's a set, this kid must be very good at picking up girls when he grows up.

In fact, this is a hidden danger that we are not willing to face.

The two children also came to the plane, which is not a fun thing, usually going out is a pistachio, after all, the figure of the big-headed doll has not completely disappeared, and the two children have good skin, and they all look very tender.

But now it's different, I haven't met his parents, and I'm not sure how they would feel knowing that their children were playing a real death game with a group of adults at such a terrifying height.

If it were me, I would have the heart to rush out and scold the street.

"Hey, is it nice to say that you are a partner, this is your unity?"

Shang Zhiyuan did not confirm or deny it, and he would never provide any strong help to our analysis.

And as long as the incident itself shows a little clue, he will use his best demagogic ability to fool him.

In short, that person is a very difficult opponent, and once he bites someone, he will not let go and will not die.

"No matter what your identity is, now it's Christmas Eve, and it's really unpleasant. ”

There are too many blood stains on the ground, and the screams don't seem to appear, and when the dead are carried out, when a certain step is carried out, except for surprise and a few words of greeting, we will not show superfluous emotions.

From an adult's point of view, only when you see the black and white photos at the funeral and the atmosphere brought by the music, will people have the idea of crying.

Those who cry are probably considered weak or useless.

It's like we, who are gradually numb, have taken our indifference to life for granted.

But in retrospect, I still have a glimmer of conscience, and of course I understand what a terrible thought it was.

"Yes, that's right...... It still seems like seven people. ”

I checked the number, but I seemed to say the last thing I shouldn't have said.

"Hey, seven people, are you too much, in fact, Shinagawa and I are also disappointed, and now we have wasted another round of time, but no one has been killed. ”

Fate is like a wheel in a cycle.

And I won't let them do anything wrong, knowing that Qian Duoduo's death is not painful for me, but I still realize that my numbness is close to those cruel howlers.

Maybe some of them were not used to this deliberately arranged evil identity at first.

But when resentment and a kind of broken can psychology are born, the manifestation of a person's position as evil is clearly visible.

Interesting, does that black hand just want us to see this so-called human nature?

That's why such a complex environment and basic settings are arranged, and there are some potential hidden conditions between the various rules.

Whether to dig or wait for someone to open up the situation, every way of speaking and attitude represents a player.

It also symbolizes the fate of the present in a link.

"That's not what he meant. ”

Wang Qiang is more upright, which I have always liked, and Guan Ling and the little fat man's faces are obviously wrong.

Even if I was unintentional, it was enough to say that although we were out of danger and entering Christmas Eve, as they said, no one could guarantee that there would be no other howler who coexisted with the security guards.

Although this may be like the feeling of a dog in the sun, denying the subtle probability is a mistake on the part of my captain.

I need to take into account every possibility of change, and I must not allow even the slightest error.

A slight deviation may be the price of the lives of the next round of companions, and who can guarantee that the person selected in the next round will not be a security guard.

In that case, if the Weepers were to hide among us, and I were to be killed, we would be in great danger if we were not verified.

This also involves a fundamental question, about the root of inferiority in human nature.

"Well, there's nothing to worry about, Captain, tell your companions now, as long as you vote correctly, you can still survive two people in the end, that is, sacrifice sixty percent of your companions, which is acceptable. ”

This is a rough estimate, the dramatic scene reappears, when Qian Duoduo is still cold, we have to face the confusion of the mysterious vote again.

Whether to build hope, to dig out that person, and then successfully and unconditionally triumphantly leave, or to continue to rely on our tactics to win, it seems that there is a lot of hope between the two.

It's just that there is a difference in the cost of sacrificing the number of people, and of course I don't want to die for no reason, but I understand that if we don't choose to choose a mysterious person, we can't guarantee that every round is Christmas Eve.

That kind of coincidence is a miracle produced by the tacit understanding between the security guard, me, and other passengers.

Of course, we hope that miracles will happen constantly, but if we can't, if our sword hopes are pinned on probabilistic possibilities, it is equivalent to hanging our own heads around our necks.

The cruel thing is that if we can't choose a mysterious person, it will still make us embarrassed, but we will become more and more passive.

That kind of probability, in fact, is not high, and it is said that there are other potential possibilities for surviving players.

At least now that the disgusting voice doesn't appear again, it proves one thing enough.

Star Raven, he's still alive.

"Don't talk about the mystery man, I said I would ......"

Hiss!

Halfway through my speech, I was full of confidence, but I suddenly felt that my head had been torn apart.

The branches that flowed in the long river were full of rolling waves, and the feeling was indescribable, as if all the fear came from the memories of the original dream.

With that expression, the retired soldiers are also worried about me.

But at this time, I saw that his body was strikingly similar to the one in the dream.

The difference is that his expression is by no means hideous now, and there is not a blood-stained blade pulled out of his body.

At that time, I vaguely remembered that the expression that appeared in the dream seemed to be surprised.

Including that sentence, I never dare to forget.

Be careful, be careful......

But the nearest person he said would be the Howler, or a more terrifying possibility.

The dark shadow is our own people at all.