I turned into a loli and didn't want to be discovered, so I had to become an assassin.

The Mohican man fired a shot at the black box, which meant the end of the third round.

Final round.

Luo Li ejected the magazine and loaded the fourth bullet on the side of the third bullet, which means that the four bullets are now connected.

But this is of little use, in truth mode, whether the bullet is connected or not, it has no effect on the first shot.

Because there is no luck under the truth.

As Luo Li closed the magazine and turned it, the Mohican man's expression gradually opened up in this series of magazine rotations.

"Hah! You lose! This bullet you must eat, that is to say, the final score is me 0 you 1, and according to what you said earlier, whoever gets hit by the most bullets loses, then this dream game, I won! The

Mohican man stood up directly from the sofa excitedly, he couldn't wait to take control of Luoli.

"Oh? Are you confident?

Luo Li was not in a hurry to finish, but continuously rotated the revolver in his hand.

"Confidence? No, no, no, only a stupid woman like you would give the initiative to others and blindly live in the beautiful world she wants.

You know, the party who holds the initiative in this game is the real winner, and you, from the very beginning when you hand over the initiative, you have already lost. "

At this point, the Mohican man does not pretend, the previous modesty is naturally bullshit, he just wants the final victory of the game.

"So, you're right."

Luo Li's tone was not obviously flustered, but there was an unexpected laziness, which made the Mohican man feel a little self-doubt at that moment.

Why?

Why isn't she flustered at all?

Do you think that you can still turn defeat into victory, or do you have no feeling about victory or defeat, or do you say... Did she cheat?!

The Mohican man quickly went through everything that had happened before in his mind, and even reconfirmed the question of probability five or six times.

No problem?! The probability in the truth mode is absolute, and I cannot lose under that probability!

"Shoot quickly!"

The Mohican man's expression suddenly became a little panicked.

"As you wish."

Luo Li's barrel was not directly facing the black box, but slightly tilted, and then pulled the trigger in his hand without hesitation.

A purple-black circular bullet popped out of it, directly knocking the black box in front of Luo Li flying, and then the momentum did not decrease, jumping up and down in the dream space, rubbing the Mohican man's body like a butterfly, swimming and flying.

In the end, he also successfully flew the black box in front of the Mohican man, and after two or three ejections, he maintained a rotating posture and embedded it in front of Luo Li's table.

"Hahaha! 0:1！ You lose! Seeing

the bullet in front of Luo Li that was still spinning, but always fixed in that position, the Mohican man shouted excitedly.

"2:1, you lose."

In response, it was Luo Li's lazy 2:1.

Well?!

The Mohican man quickly looked at his desk.

Two bullets?! How can it be?!

"You cheat! I applied for truth arbitration, the probability of getting shot in the second round of my spin is obviously 2/6, the probability of not spinning is 1/2, and I should not be shot if the probability of my rotation is even smaller!

"After testing, the truth arbitration failed, and the probability was wrong."

An unknown voice sounded in the dream space, which made Luo Li think.

"Wrong?!"

Impossible, how can it be wrong? How could I possibly miscalculate the probability with such a simple probability?!

The Mohican man happened to meet Luo Li's smiling expression in the incredulity on his face, which was undoubtedly a mockery for him.

"Favoritism! The truth is in your favor! I'm not convinced! Ghost Wolf Black Beak! The

Mohican man suddenly took out a purple sphere from his pocket and pressed the white point of light in the center of the sphere.

A purple inverted triangle suddenly appeared on both sides of the man's cheeks, and then a purple glow appeared, quickly outlining a pattern similar to photon blood in front of his body.

After the pattern was outlined, it instantly became extremely solid, and finally turned into a purple armor covering itself.

Luo Li had already seen this set of processes, but this time Luo Li got some different information from his statement.

Ghost Wolf Black Beak?

"Die!"

Even if this figure is much slower than the previous figure in reality, it is undoubtedly still very dangerous for Luo Li, who is in a "normal person" state at this time.

But since the model of truth has been implemented, what good is it that truth is needed if violence can solve everything?

"After testing, if one party has clearly violated the truth, the other party is specially authorized to enjoy the right to absolute truth."

As soon as the words fell, Luo Li's eyes began to appear rich gold, and his hair color was bleached a little golden.

Violence is indeed the most powerful force in the world, but the premise of this statement is that your violence is stronger than the other party.

Under the truth is reality, and as a loser there is the treatment that a loser should have.

Luo Li stretched out one hand, and his lofty eyes were like gods.

"Domination."

Obviously, nothing happened, but after Luo Li's voice fell, the man in purple-black armor instantly lost his momentum, stumbled and fell to the ground, his body trembling uncontrollably, as if he was losing something important.

"Wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong! Please spare my life! I am willing to bear the consequences of failure! Give you my dominance! The

armor on the Mohican man's face had disappeared, and he was now snotting and begging for mercy.

Truth domination and self-domination are completely different things, self-domination can still enjoy self-consciousness, but the control of the body does not belong to oneself, but if it is truth domination....

If the heartless man in the outer city is only the embodiment of human desire, then the one governed by the truth will become a completely insensible machine, the theoretical embodiment without the slightest emotional reservation, and he is not willing to suffer this sin.

"Do you love God?"

Luo Li leaned down, pressed her lips to the Mohican man's ear, and said softly.

"Love: Love! No... Don't love! No... What do you say... Just what..." Although

he didn't know why Luo Li asked this, he had to answer.

"Then do you know how God died?"

"Death... Die? "

How does he know, he has never even seen this thing of God, he has only heard of it in some ancient books."

"God's hell is love for mankind, and God dies from compassion for mankind."

Luo Li's golden pupils did not have the slightest emotional fluctuation, and the Mohican man knew that after Luo Li said these words, his future was over.

The Mohican man's pupils instantly became godless, and the armor on his body was gradually peeling off, and finally turned into a pool of purple mist that was quickly absorbed by the surrounding dream space.

The golden color in Luo Li's pupils disappeared, and even the surrounding scene quickly transformed.

The dream space disappeared and returned to the familiar dark streets.

Luo Li looked at the puppet-like Mohican man in front of him, his figure gradually disappeared, on the contrary, the Mohican man's originally godless pupils suddenly flashed a faint purple-gold light.

"Mankind is punished with freedom, and I will put an end to it all until the end of the universe."

Immediately afterwards, the figure of the Mohican man also disappeared.