wear it lord god

Chapter 1818 Survival Game 69
Seeing the translated words below, the barrage area was full of curses. Except for a few messages shouting to kill No. 166, almost all of them scolded No. 133 and told him to die.There is also concern that number 166 will be killed.

The host came out to make fun of it at the right time, and enliven 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, and number 166 simply couldn't last that long.Boss Qian clenched his fists nervously, but said lightly: "This is boring, I hate games that only fight and kill. When will it end?"

The brown bear who bet on No. 166 to win also chimed in: "Yes, is it possible to watch them circle the table for the rest of the hour?"

A male voice sounded: "Reminder: The rules of the game, if the number of votes of the winning party exceeds 20.00%, it will be counted as the winner immediately."

"Did you hear that, did you hear that!" The host roared: "In games with voting throughout the ages, as long as one party's number exceeds the other's by 20.00%, it is considered a success. If everyone supports No. 166 and doesn't want her to die, Please vote for her immediately!!!"

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

Barrage: "One vote for computer, one vote for mobile phone, everyone vote quickly" "Yes, mobile phone can still vote for one vote, spread it immediately, please spread it immediately" "166 go to hell, I have been upset with you for a long time" "Computer I still have my mobile phone after voting, hurry up and see if 166 won't last long"...

The host continued to use extremely exaggerated and provocative words: "The number of people entering the live broadcast room continues to grow rapidly, and now it is the last moment. It has exceeded the number of people in all games and even all live broadcasts in the past three years. Now it is 133 to succeed Killing No. 166 to win, or the vote of the audience to make 133 out, everyone will wait and see. I personally said to No. 166, Come on girl, you can do it!"

Of course, it has to be delayed, the number of live broadcasts has increased so fast, this is the best performance.

Madonna man, no, it is no longer necessary to call him that, from the moment he picked up the knife to kill, he was no longer the Madonna.

Taking advantage of the gap, Xining held the edge of the round table tightly with both hands to prevent it from overturning, staring at No. 133, with a trace of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth: "I thought you were a good person before."

How wonderful, the words that came out shocked people's teeth, and the Virgin Mary was so devastating that people couldn't look directly at it.Now he has a knife, a shiny silver steak knife, chasing her.

No. 133 was panting, and his face was slightly ferocious due to excitement and tension: "But I want to live!"

But you came to seek death before, but you couldn't control yourself gambling to die here, and now...

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

This strength could not be controlled by the thin arms and legs of the body master, Xi Ning quickly grabbed the fork in his hand.

The dinner plate was still relatively close to its original position, but the fork was pulled back by the two of them and swayed to the side of the table.

The table was kicked off at once, and it flipped exaggeratedly in the air. After two and a half circles in the air, it fell heavily on the ground with all four feet in the air.No matter where this movement is, gymnastics or diving, it is a difficult movement.

No. 133 rushed over with a knife, and many timid spectators even screamed out.

"Pfft~" No. 133 and No. 166 intersected together, and both of them seemed to be fixed, motionless.

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

Was number 166 stabbed?Everyone didn't dare to blink their eyes. The number of barrage and votes dropped a lot, almost to the point where the audience seemed to be frozen.

Number 133 slowly lowered her head to look at her belly, while Number 166 straightened up, the camera zoomed in, and the tip of the fork in her hand was already dyed red.

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

When No. 133 rushed over just now, she used her fighting skills to block his armpit and chest with her arm, so that the knife could not stab her, and then backhandedly inserted the fork in his hand into his abdomen.

The action is fast and in place, quite professional.This was unexpected for No. 133. No. 133 always thought she was just an ordinary person, but she didn't expect such a quick reaction, and she was very ruthless.

Shouldn't he be holding the fork in both hands and holding it up in front of him, like a mantis holding a chariot, his whole body is shaking, and his voice is weak and trembling: "Don't come here, don't come here..."

Xi Ning stood there, watching him quietly with a fork in his hand, without speaking.

Madonna man, you know what?When you pick up a knife against an unarmed girl because of your fear of death and your desire to survive, your aura of the protagonist 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 wildly, and the barrage rolled quickly:
"Kill him, kill him" "It's too bad to be a man" "My money, why did I blindly invest in such a dog" "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 sat down, covering the wound with his hand, and the sportswear jacket covered his injured part, but from the way he tightly clutched the wound, it should be quite serious.

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

Is this the last confession?

Xi Ning stood where she was, and the soft light shone on her, making it appear that there was darkness all around.She responded calmly: "No, I won't kill you. These hands have never killed anyone before, and I won't let them be stained with blood."

Immediately detonated the audience's favor, the number of votes continued to grow rapidly, and the pop-up screen was full of praise.

I didn't kill him because I didn't want the body owner to bear the responsibility of his life. This is one reason, and there is another reason: Tsk, my sister can already win, so I will kill you a ball.Maybe it's to lure my sister to come over and give me a sure blow.

Know that as long as one side can kill the other before the end of the game, it wins.Therefore, this method of luring the enemy to go deep will not work for my sister, even if it is not, I will not rush to seek death.

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

Mo Ming... vomit~
At this time, No. 133 was no longer violent just now, and sat quietly on the ground, as if she had a profoundly enlightened tranquility.He laughed at himself: "I really underestimated you. From the beginning to the end, you are the one who hides the deepest. Do you look at us and think we are all clowns, which is very funny?"

Yes, but also no.Sister is a goddess, so of course you should look at the world with the eyes of a god. You are a mortal, so you don't understand.

(End of this chapter)