I died on the first day of the game

"Dead?—oh, not dead!"

Jiang Su stretched his neck back, looking like he was enjoying the show.

"It's your turn." Yi Mian threw the gun to the other side.

Empty gun was within his expectation. The game always likes to create this kind of tense atmosphere, giving people hope first, and then pushing the survivors into the final desperation, watching them struggle on the verge of life and death.

Wang Zhilun caught it in a hurry, and raised his hand tremblingly, not daring to press it down for a long time.

Perhaps the electronic sound defaulted that the game had already started, and did not urge them. After everyone waited for a while, Jiang Suhui slapped the sofa loudly: "Hurry up! You don't want to use this game to survive seven days! This is impossible Bar!"

Seeing this, Wang Zhilun took a few steps back, walked behind the sofa, avoiding everyone's eyes: "You...you don't look at me! I dare not shoot if someone looks at me!"

Jiang Suhui: "Then how do we know who you are shooting at? Nan"

Wang Zhilun gritted his teeth, his eyes wandered in the air: "The game will judge by itself!"

The people sitting were speechless, but they all wanted him to stop delaying, and those who cooperated stopped looking at him.

"And you, you too..." he gritted his teeth and shouted to Chu Wu who was standing by the wall.

The other party glanced at him and looked away.

"Crack" sound.

Wang Zhilun said in a trembling voice: "Okay, okay."

Everyone looked over, and the boy walked over with a pale face, almost unable to hold the pistol.

Yi Mian took the gun over and shot herself neatly again.

"It's your turn."

Wang Zhilun held the pistol, his nervousness was palpable, as if it would explode in the next second.

After the fourth shot, he still stood still.

Jiang Suhui made an exception and did not speak. He looked at the two with a deep thought.

There is still a [-]/[-] probability, no matter how lucky the person is, it should be urgent, which is equivalent to the scythe of death has been swung on the heads of the two.

Yi Mian took the gun in her hand, turned it around twice, stared at Wang Zhilun's sweaty face, and suddenly pointed the gun at him.

"How about I help you this time?"

"No! No!! It's not me yet!! You can't shoot me!!" Wang Zhilun's pupils shrank, and he waved his hands indiscriminately to refuse.

The survivors sitting below were all shocked, and they didn't understand why Yi Mian suddenly made an attack. Meng Shuomin said from below: "Little brother, are you going to violate the rules of the game?"

"So what?" Yi Mian didn't move her gun, her eyes fell on Meng Shuomin.

The man seemed to be thinking of him earnestly: "You have to think clearly, there are two chances left, and you may not be able to switch to the bullet, but this violation will definitely be punished!"

A few people seemed to agree with the murmur.

"Then let me try."

Yi Mian squinted her eyes, and quickly bent her index finger.

"Three, two, one..."

"what!!!!"

Seeing that he really pressed the trigger, Wang Zhilun was so frightened that he tried to hide back, and fell to the ground with a thump in panic.

There was a crisp metal impact sound, and a gun fell out at the same time.

This scene happened so fast that no one could react.

Until Yi Mian stepped forward, bent down and picked up another gun.

"It's a good idea, but isn't what you did too obvious?" He pulled the trigger, and the gun clicked softly, obviously it was an empty gun with no bullets.

After the opponent fired the gun for the first time, he realized that there was a slight difference between the two gunshots. In addition, Wang Zhilun had to ask others not to look at it.

Wang Zhilun hid an empty gun, fired a hundred times, and could not shoot a single bullet a thousand times. Even if the opponent was lucky and had three empty guns in his turn, Wang Zhilun would force the opponent to shoot out the bullets in the revolver with reasons such as misfire jamming. .

He purposely waited for two shots, just to see if the game would judge the opponent for cheating.

Jiang Suhui looked filled with righteous indignation: "It turned out to be cheating! No wonder I had to watch it!"

The few people who persuaded him before shut up at this moment, and looked at the boy on the ground with complicated eyes.

"Is there any punishment for cheating?" Yi Mian looked at Chu Wu.

It seems that if he hadn't found out that the other party was cheating, the game wouldn't have kindly reminded him. It really is the style of the second world.

Chu Wu came over and said righteously: "Of course, we strictly prohibit cheating."

He is an NPC, and he said that if there is a punishment, there will be a punishment.

"Survivor No. [-] violates the rules in the game and will automatically accept punishment." The electronic voice seemed a little reluctant.

The sound of bullets piercing the air came from top to bottom, Wang Zhilun screamed, and several blood holes were opened in his body instantly.

"Today's game is complete, all survivors can leave on their own."

Wang Zhilun's body was wet, his face was covered with snot and tears, and he was trying to get up from the ground.

He looked miserable, but his injuries were obviously not fatal.

"Why didn't you kill him?" Jiang Suhui raised his index finger and middle finger, imitating the gesture of shooting, and muttered, "This punishment is meaningless at all."

Yi Mian lightened his hand, and the revolver was taken back by the game. He exhaled: "The game encourages cheating, so is this the way to clear the level?"

Think about it too, if everyone obediently obeys the order, after seven days, at least half of the survivors will be casualties, and no one can guarantee that they will not be the lucky ones who will not be selected.

"Why can't I draw the king card, I want to pick the most interesting task!"

He saw the curly-haired young man next to him suddenly have a serious expression, clasped his hands together and muttered something, and looked like he was praying devoutly.

"I wish you all wishes come true."

After casually dropping a word, Yi Mian turned and left.

The second floor.

"You, what are you going to do?"

Bei Haiming was stopped by a boy who rushed out suddenly, and was so frightened that he blocked his hands in front of him.

"Don't move! Hands up! Go forward!"

Holding the dagger, Wang Zhilun pretended to be stern, but in fact his lack of breath revealed his nervousness.It was also his first time to kill someone, and he was afraid of being discovered, so he planned to bring the person into his room first.

"What? What are you going to do..." Bei Haiming tremblingly raised his hand, and stepped back towards the stairs.

"...Don't go back! Be honest with me!"

Wang Zhilun pressed forward step by step, and passed the blade forward, almost reaching the neck of the young man opposite him.

Yi Mian came out of her room, and was about to go to the restaurant to find something to eat, when she just walked out of the corridor, she saw them blocked in front of the stairs.

Wang Zhilun is very sensitive to the wind and grass around him. When he heard the door knocking, he immediately looked over nervously. When he found out that it was Yi Mian, his hands trembled, and he dragged Bei Haiming to the corner of the stairs to make way for him: "You, hurry up!" In the past, it was between the two of us!"

It's really unlucky, he was threatened by that strong man just now, saying that he has drawn the king card again, and since he can't take Yi Mian's life, he should exchange another life to keep safe, if he doesn't agree, the mission of death will still fall to his head.

How many survivors who have survived until now are easy to deal with?Seeing that it was almost time for the game, and he was still injured, he could only put his abacus on Bei Haiming who looked weaker, but he didn't expect to bump into Yi Mian just after he stopped him.

He wasn't sure if Yi Mian held grudges against yesterday's game, but he was punished by the game!You should let him go!

I am also forced, I am also forced!

Wang Zhilun kept thinking about it, his lips were tightly pursed, his eyes followed Yi Mian's walking pace, and beads of sweat appeared on his head.

Bei Haiming was suffering from being held by a dagger, and he didn't dare to call out for help, so he could only look at Yi Mian with begging eyes.

Yi Mian kept walking, and her eyes were stingy to share with them.

The expressions of both of them changed instantly, but one was joyful and the other was despair.

"Whose room is that with the door open?"

Yi Mian was about to walk past them, and suddenly stopped at the corner of the stairs, asking questions without end.

open the door?When he saw Bei Haiming coming out just now, he rushed out. He did not close the door for the convenience of catching people in, but what does it matter?

Under high tension, the more Wang Zhilun thought, the more his mind seemed to be muddled, unable to understand the meaning of the other party's words.

"Ah, someone went in, it shouldn't belong to you."

Yi Mian turned her head and said calmly.

They happened to be in a blind corner at the end of the stairs, and they couldn't see what was going on in the corridor. Could it be that someone wanted to attack him?Wang Zhilun was startled, subconsciously took a step back from the corner, leaned back slightly and stretched his neck to see what happened.

Bei Haiming's eyes lit up, and he seized this opportunity to push forward with both hands, and ran out as if fleeing for his life.

The short-cut boy was pushed backwards, and the knife in his hand swung wildly, but it was a pity that he was a step too late and missed anyone.When he realized it again, Bei Haiming had already returned to the room and closed the door tightly.

Wang Zhilun looked back again, and Yi Mian didn't know when he disappeared.

"Do not!!"

With a bang, the dagger in his hand fell to the ground. He thought of the threat that the man had posed to him, and was so frightened that he couldn't stand up, his eyes filled with despair.

In the restaurant, Chu Wu skillfully poured a cup of bubble tea for the black-haired young man.

"Someone just broke the living room window and ran out of there."

"Run out?" Yi Mian repeated these words, raising her eyebrows, "Why?"

Even the survivors who have only passed one level know that danger is dangerous in the game field, but they have a chance to survive. Once they leave the construction scope of the second world, it will truly fall apart and die without a whole body.

Chu Wu shook his head, he usually only followed Yi Mian and didn't pay attention to what happened to others.

The person who ran out was Wang Zhilun. Seeing that the time was getting closer and closer to seven o'clock, the fear of being dominated by the king kept haunting him, and he finally couldn't help but collapsed and fled this place.

In fact, as long as he calmed down and thought about it, the time when he was threatened was not yet the time to refresh the poker cards, and the man was just cheating him.

The glass that was originally used as the outer wall of the game field was as hard as iron, and it was smashed by him with the tacit approval of the game.

It's like sending him off, going to a dead end.

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