I am a god in script killing

Chapter 299 March Rabbit Town (22)

"Tick tock, tick tock, the master knocked on the door:

Be good, little rabbit, open the door, if you don't open it, open the rabbit's brain;

Be good, little rabbit, open the door, and bring the fur if you don't open it;

Be good, little rabbit, open the door, and if you don't open it, you can't cut your flesh and blood. "

Unlike the last time, this ballad was complete and complete, and the strange "tick" sound in the room sounded everywhere, forcing people's brains to hurt.

Bo Jun frowned, and heard the terrified screams of the girls outside, but fortunately, Lu Xiaoxiao probably didn't open the door.

"Little bunny, cute little bunny," the March Hare outside the door giggled, "I've already sung all the songs, won't you open the door?"

Fuck me!

Bo Jun gritted his teeth, suppressing the desire to open the door that rose from his heart.

It was so strange, as if something was calling for her to open the door, if she was so bewitched and suggested, what about the others?
It seems that the man in the suit opened the door because of this.

——Wen Qingchi's sentence "Remember to open the door" used a bewitching prop!
With a light "tsk", Bo Jun stabbed his arm with the little carrot, and instantly woke up from the pain.

The smell of blood wafted out, and the March Hare outside moved its nose even more excitedly, kicking the door with its front foot.

She wasn't worried that the March Hare would knock down the door, but she heard the door opening from other places amidst the chaotic banging of the door.

——Lu Xiaoxiao!

Bo Jun frowned, and just when he felt weird, he heard the girl outside laughing: "I couldn't control myself and opened the door, and I couldn't let you succeed! You are such a thing with a human face and a beast's heart!!"

Then came Wen Qingchi's scolding: "What are you doing! You want to open the door! Are you helping the monster?!"

Just because the March Hare opens the player's door doesn't mean other players can't open it.

The March rabbit who was coveting at the door laughed and turned to leave. After a while, the screams of men and women outside could be heard.

The sound of teeth colliding with bones and flesh and tearing continued, which was extremely clear in the dark night.

【Ding dong! 】

The system that had been pretending to be dead suddenly rang.

[It was detected that there was only one player left in the selection competition, and the remaining five players were confirmed dead.According to the rules of the game, surviving players get important tips! 】

"So that's how it is," Bo Jun laughed, "No wonder he wants to kill other people, he really is a veteran."

Wen Qingchi was trying to get important clues about this survivor, but unfortunately he shot himself in the foot and gave the clues to Bo Juan.

[Survivor Tip: Kill a March Hare to clear the level. 】

Bo Jun: "..."

That's about as good as saying nothing.

Bo Jun turned the little carrot bottle in his hand, thinking that the medicine in it was reserved for the original body.

This high-dimensional game is not her battlefield.

"Tick tock, tick tock—"

The strange voice sounded again, and the persistent March Hare at the door was singing again.

Bo Jun got up, picked up the alarm clock next to his bed, and walked to the March rabbit who had stretched his paws into the doorway.

The minute hand of the alarm clock and the alarm clock hand gradually approached, and the March Hare's paws began to retract.

Bo Jun smiled lightly, raised his hand and directly stabbed the little carrot into the March Hare's paw!

"Ahhhh-!!"

The March Hare screamed, and his claws were stuck in the door hole, unable to get out. He could only bang on the door in vain, and blood flowed all over the floor.

At this moment, the alarm clock in Bo Jun's hand rang, which was no different from the sound heard at night.

"Tick tock, tick tock—"

This is the true sound of the ballad prefix!
Bo Juan took out the bloody carrot and opened the door directly——

The mist cleared outside the door, and there was only a March hare with frightened eyes, who was beginning to recover the petite physique of the apron rabbit!

"I'm sorry, my duplicitous master," Bo Juan smiled, "I'll send you on your way."

(End of this chapter)