Chapter 221: live, wolf's nest, butcher

A6 area.

The man with the dirty braid removed the flesh from his hair, shaking a hair, there are drops of blood flung out along his hair, fell on the mortar, hit three or four deep auburn craters.

Not far in front of him, there was a girl lying on her back.

She is 17 or 18 years old, is the age of the first flowers, but at this time is a gray, a body wound, a painful and thin whimper in the throat, hand grasping the mud, crawling forward, fingertips in the ground plowed deep furrows.

...... her right leg, was hit with numerous sesame sized penetrating wounds from the dirty braided man's blood - bullets.

The man with the dirty braid is not slow to follow the girl crawling for survival, with his middle finger scraping the hair greasy with blood, dropping his eyes to the girl in front of him, his expression distressed, like thinking about what is difficult to choose a difficult choice.

At the end, he held up his wrist flat, and said to the screen, "Tell me how you want me to kill."

A feverish frenzy is going on in the pop-ups.

"That one just died too fast, right? I didn't even see it clearly."

"I didn't see it clearly either."

"I saw it, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk."

"Potential perpetrators, deserve to die, be a good boy and wear a collar is not the end, have to make."

"Hey, did anyone say what district you're in?"

"A7A7, come to A7."

"A shit 7, A6, coordinates (24, 71), hurry up ah, come late to say can not see anything."

"No way? It's her? I even placed three bets on this woman. Isn't she able to foretell the future?"

"I'm betting on it too, it's fucking bad luck."

"Who bets who is stupid, can only foresee the future of three minutes top a egg use ah."

"Then let her anticipate whether she will die or not."

"Yes, let her anticipate it."

The dirty braided man put down his watch and said to the girl, "They told you to foretell your future."

The girl did not care, only arching her back, gritting her teeth and crawling forward.

The corners of the dirty braided man's mouth twitched and he put a foot on the girl's injury: "...... I'll let you know in advance."

After a hoarse, feeble roar of pain, the girl shrimp-like curled into a ball, blood and bruises made a mess of the eyes can no longer see much white, blood burst open, looking at him with hatred.

The dirty braided man shook his head, "Don't you look at me like that."

The girl almost had blood in her eyes.

The dirty braided man raised his slap nervously and slapped it down hard against her face, suppressing, "Don't you look at me like that. ...... You're not allowed to look at me like that!"

He rode on top of the girl, grabbed her short hair and quickly pleaded in her ear: "Behave, behave, okay? All these people have bought my bet, I will definitely be taken seriously if I perform well and strong enough. There can only be three survivors, and I will definitely be one third. When the time comes, I will live with your share, okay? Hmm? Okay?"

The girl, Rou Zhao, has a wooden face.

Rou Zhao has seen too many disgusting things in the past day.

Such words fell on her ears, and could not even provoke her too much emotional turmoil.

She has known another girl her age, surnamed Cao, since she entered the institution.

Unlike Rou Zhao, who had several heated confrontations with the agency's "manager" at the beginning, Cao is a firm believer in the agency's rules and is so well liked by the "manager" that she has been chosen as a team leader to help She was even chosen as a team leader to help the "master" manage pricks like Rou Zhao.

Xiao Cao kept advising her that she could get out if she put up with it.

Rou Zhao wiped his tears: "I was wronged. I'm so wronged. I didn't even know I had awakened my psychic abilities, so who are they to say I'm hiding it? If I really wanted to hide it, why did I take the school physical? I'm stupid."

Xiao Cao patiently said: "But this is also wrong, the rules are such that the mistake, should be punished. Besides, you dare to say you didn't notice it at all? Your body should have appeared wrong before, right?"

Rou Zhao shook his head, "No, I really don't."

She put her hand on Rou Zhao's and said softly, "It's not good to lie. There's nothing wrong with telling me."

Rou Zhao didn't like the way Cao put it, as if she had already predetermined a position and presumed guilt, assuming that she was lying.

She topped her off with, "If lying is bad, then why are you here?"

Xiao Cao lowered his head, his expression a little sad: "It's not my fault. After I awakened, my mother stopped me from saying anything, saying I have one more year to go for the college entrance exam ...... I can't make her sad."

Rou Zhao has never liked Cao much, feeling that she is always generous with other people's money, and that she is sometimes very pathetic.

...... She may be genuinely kind, trying to persuade her to bow down and admit her mistake to the institution and suffer less punishment.

This is also the reason why she chose to pull Cao along with her to escape after entering the game.

Xiao Cao's ability is not as good as hers, it is defensive, after concentrating her intention, she can harden a certain part of her skin, although the area that can be hardened is only a foot square, but at least it can protect the heart, head, throat and other parts in critical moments, to save a life.

Rou Zhao pulled Cao's hand, which was trembling with fear, and held it hard so that his trembling looked less pronounced: "Don't ...... be afraid. The two of us together, we can definitely survive. I go out, continue school; you go out, high school exams."

Cao: "...... hmm."

Last night, Rou Zhao, squatting by the river to draw water, was bored and concentrated on trying to see the limits of his ability again.

And in the three minutes of the future she saw, Cao approached quietly from behind her, took the sharp wooden stick Rou Zhao had found for her defense, pierced Rou Zhao's heart, and let go, and her body fell into the stream and went with it.

Rou Zhao stared blankly at the water.

She didn't let it really happen.

As Cao approached her with a wooden stick, Rou Zhao turned around and stabbed her in the throat with a blunt wooden spike in her hand.

Cao didn't even have time to harden her body before she collapsed covering her throat that couldn't stop spilling blood.

Before Cao's death, Rou Zhao crouched by the river and did not go over to check her body or ask her why she did it.

She just watched and watched Cao struggle to his death.

Before dying, Xiao Cao throat blood, trachea ho ho: "Why did you kill me ...... I did not do anything ......"

Rou Zhao does not answer.

In those three minutes of the future, she already had the answer, there was no need to ask.

...... After killing Rou Zhao, Xiao Cao touched his wristwatch and asked the viewers who were watching the live stream, trying to talk to them, "I killed her. Is there any reward?"

But she quickly showed a disappointed expression.

No one there was listening to her, no one even noticed the sudden stabbing.

She couldn't help but mutter regretfully, "...... is so useless."

To Cao, Rou Zhao has no offensive powers and is a useless teammate, so he might as well kill her early before she realizes it, both to release good faith to the agency and to help free Rou Zhao, and, perhaps, to get some kind of reward.

As for how the sacrificed Rou Zhao feels, she doesn't care.

Just as she appeals to the institution, she doesn't care if Rou Zhao is wronged, she just wants to prove her loyalty so she can get more from the "manager".

This generous "kindness" at the expense of others, but it is more hypocritical and disgusting selfishness.

Rou Zhao Zhao sat facing the corpse for a long time, until his legs went numb, then he got up woodenly and left the creek.

Only after a kilometer out, she welled up with the desire to vomit - and held on to a tree and threw up.

...... is disgusting.

After walking for a while, just as it was getting dark, Rou Zhao met a strange young man.

After exchanging information with each other, the young man pulled her into the line.

I don't know if I was stimulated, but Rou Zhao found that his precognition time was extended by a full five minutes compared to the previous one.

But she did not tell the man about it, still saying that she could foresee the future in three minutes.

Probably because he has not yet experienced the team killing each other, the man is very trusting of her, and looks like he has some good feelings for her, picked non-toxic fruit for her belly, and said he was a student of biology, trying to teach her to distinguish whether the fruit is poisonous, and also showed her his ability to manipulate plants.

At that time, Rou Zhao was still wary of him, and after a few perfunctory words, he pretended to go to bed with his clothes on, but in fact he stayed up all night and was on guard all night.

And now the man was turned into a bloody mess of broken pieces by another man with a dirty braid.

The broken pieces were mixed with a few red fruits that he had hidden in his arms and intended to give her to eat.

Rou Zhao Zhao thought of that intact person, and then looked at the mess in front of him, a burst of nausea like sludge in the chest, and an inexplicable urge to weep.

He died trying to protect himself.

What's more, people themselves have an endless desire to survive - the desire to live.

So Rou Zhao doesn't want to die.

Even if the opponent has overwhelming strength, she wants to see if she has the possibility of surviving.

She forced herself to concentrate, and soon images of the next eight minutes flashed before her eyes at a rapid pace.

She even heard the phantom sound of an old movie film spinning in the rollers.

Rou Zhao's eyes grew wide and his nostrils became heavier and heavier.

Suddenly, she muttered, "Kill me ......"

By the time the scene was interrupted with a "snap", Rou Zhao was in a frenzy, waving his arms and swinging them at the face of the man with the dirty dreadlocks, trying to provoke him: "Kill me! Kill me--"

But the dirty braided man who received a few slaps still did not dare to trespass.

He has to do his best to please these audience lords, the better he behaves, the better he might be treated when he gets out.

The man with the dirty braid didn't even have to use his powers, he just easily relied on his male strength advantage and grabbed the injured Rou Zhao's wrist like a chicken, pressed one arm against her neck and made sure he had her confined before looking down at his watch.

There are more and more people noticing the buzz in the A6 area, and the discussion in the pop-up section is getting louder and louder.

"New here. What's the situation now?"

"Discuss how she died."

"Yeah. Dog eat dog."

"Holy shit, you can specify the method of death? Play so big? The first time I saw such an exciting!"

"Up there, you're new, right? The last first place on the field is so play, special with energy."

In a pile of either confused, or gloating, or out of the box replies, three words popped up out of nowhere.

"Get on her!"

Rou Zhao opened his mouth and let out a hiss of despair.

The pop-up area was quiet for a second or two, and then exploded.

"Holy shit, what a great idea."

"She looks not too old, 80% or a young girl, right. I'm afraid I'm going to die soon, but I'm afraid I haven't had the chance to be a woman yet. Before you die, have a good time, it is also considered to do good deeds."

"There's something wrong up there, isn't there. Killing people is just a headache ......"

"Wait, where's the Madonna up there, fork out."

"Alter Ego's shouldn't exist in the first place."

"My dad was killed by a robber who concealed his psychic abilities, psychics go to hell ！！！！！！"

"Management, work, and next time don't let such brainy people in."

The bettors who participated in this game, basically for various reasons, hated the alien extremely, and soon the fatal ID code disappeared from the room.

The group continued to discuss how to let the girl die "without regret".

"First, strip her of her clothes!"

"What body-position is better."

"Ask her what body-position she wants. How can you not consult the person in question about such things?"

The man with the dirty dreadlocks looked at the screen, unprepared for the heated discussion.

He is not an animal, looking at a female to pounce on ......

However, seeing his wildly rising bets, the dirty dreadlocked man faltered a bit again.

Himself is the highest payout in the entire game so far, killing five people, and this is the sixth.

He's doing so well that more and more people are buying his wins, which should count towards his personal achievements.

After all this, the dirty dreadlocked man no longer expects to return to normal human society.

If he wants to stay and play for the institution, he will need to perform better and try to outperform everyone else in the odds.

Even if he is a pawn, he has to be the most valuable one.

He's already killed a lot of people, so to talk about the bottom line again would be ridiculous.

Is he going to lose all his efforts to preserve the dignity of this strange woman?

The dirty braided man lowered his head and looked at Rou Zhao, who was silently lost in tears, and the original calm blood gradually surged up.

Long ...... is also okay.

Just then, in the midst of thousands of frantic swipes, two comments suddenly brushed up.

"...... Huh?"

"What's that?"

However, these two hints were quickly submerged into a sea of information and disappeared.

The man with the dirty braid made up his mind and put his hands on Rou Zhao's shoulder straps to take her clothes off. After tugging twice and finding that he couldn't pull them off, he simply made up his mind and with a snort, knelt down on Rou Zhao's body and ripped open the front of her dress.

...... After making this move, he couldn't move forward a fraction more.

His right leg was grabbed from behind and lifted upward like a dog.

The man's hands and feet were sharp, and he removed the joints of his ankle and knee with two flat thrusts of his palm and wrist.

The pain was so intense that the dirty braided man's muscles tensed up and he couldn't think about how they came to be, so he rolled off Rou Zhao's body without looking, dipped his palm in the blood on the ground, and swung it at his face!

He had killed so many people, so of course he was aware that his powers were evolving.

Before, he could only use his own blood for bullets.

Now, he can use other people's blood.

However, when more than twenty drops of blood towards the sudden appearance of the three figures, the three were expected, melting like a unison disappeared into the air, blood - bullet all fall short.

After consuming two Advanced Teleportation cards, Xiaochi Chi pressed his wrist and threw the third one out.

This third one, however, is for Ying Lou alone.

After a moment of hesitation, Ying Lou appeared behind his body like a ghost, one knee coiled around his neck, the other knee was as fast as a thunderbolt, hitting him hard on the back, after the dirty braided man's body was off balance, he twisted his hands around the dirty braided man's shoulders, and his fingertips fired--

Before the crunching sound of dislocated bones could be heard, Ying Lou traced his large arm upward, all the way to his elbow, thwarted it with precision, and extended it downward to grip his bloodied fingers.

He just wrecked it all the way down.

By the time the man's body hit the ground in a sack-like heap, Ying Lou had removed 34 joints from his arms to his fingertips.

After the dirty braided man landed on the ground, Ying Lou still didn't stop there, turning back to stand up his palm and chopping his back with three clicks, knocking three joints evenly into dislocation.

As she left the mud-like body of the man with the dirty dreadlocks, Ying Lou finished the job by removing all the joints from his left leg.

The so-called Butcher's solution, in terms of accuracy, is just that.

The dirty braided man only heard the bone ringing in his body for a while, but because of the excessive shock, he could not move and was totally unconscious.

It was only when he tried to get up that a sharp pain that nearly made him bite his tongue off came from his limbs, causing him to let out a long, strangled-like wail.

He was like a snake whose tail had been picked up and whose bones had been shaken apart, paralyzed with fear, but unable to move even a toe.

After everything was done, Ying Lou walked up to Xiaochi Chi and said succinctly, "It's all yours."

Xiaochi Chi lightly shake his palm, found that it was warm, soft and dry, no sweat at all.

Ignoring Wei XVI, who was already dumbfounded, Xiaochi Chi stepped out, but as he refocused his eyes on the dirty braided man on the ground, he jolted and tried to stop him, "No! I still have something to say--"

However, it was already too late.

In those eight minutes of precognitive images, Rou Zhao did not see the person who came to her rescue.

That's why she was so anxious to die to avoid humiliation.

But now, she's not in a hurry.

Rou Zhao was lying down not far from where the dirty dreadlocked man had fallen.

She dragged her injured leg and raised a rock the size of a man's face with both hands, expressionless, and smashed it down hard on the back of the dirty braided man's head.

With a snap, the head bloomed white from the middle.

Rou Zhao, seemingly ignorant and unaware, re-cupped the stone and slammed it down again in the same place.

She repeated this action rigidly five or six times until her arms were so desensitized that she could no longer lift the stone.

...... the stone, originally stained with the blood of her temporary travel companion.

Now, she avenges him.

It was not a failure to live up to the eleven hours they had spent getting to know each other.

It all happened so quickly that the audience in the live room was dumbfounded.

Not much time, than just a hundred times the speed of the brush screen crazy pop-ups in large numbers, and even once caused a lag in the live screen.

"Fuck! I-fuck!!! I just put in ten bets!!!"

"Fifty bets are fucking wasted!"

"Where did these three people come from?"

"Get them!!!"