Striped Retriever

This dungeon has a great impact on the human spirit. After discovering a problem, these players will also be affected by sarcoids, so any judgment they make is watered.

Blind freedom is tantamount to indulgence, not to mention that this kind of freedom is influenced by external forces, an imperfect freedom.

No matter what the purpose is, as long as the final outcome is good, it is considered a good person and a good deed.

Ke Chenlin deduced from this, and felt that he was really a good person.

As for the definition of being good, Ke Chenlin took a parental route. Anyway, when I say good for you, it is good for you.

But even if he is a parent, he must be a good parent. After all, the saw in his hand doesn't hurt anyone.

"So why are you tying us up too?" The junior high school student looked at Ke Chenlin expressionlessly. His current box is probably the smallest among the players. It's like a special mini version. Buy a big can of milk powder The small can that was given as a discount.

"I thought about it just now." Ke Chenlin leaned against a male player's box, shrugged his shoulders and said solemnly: "You are also players, it seems unfair not to tie you up."

"And the relatives of these five players killed each other and killed all of you, are you still alive?" Ke Chenlin sighed helplessly, "If you can solve it all at once, it will be fine. mine."

Who the hell wants to thank you!

"What about you!!" It was the sister of the twins who spoke.

The two of them were also packed by Ke Chenlin, and they were still side by side. Ke Chenlin fully considered the nervousness of the sisters, fearing that they would be nervous and lonely after being separated, so he let them stay together very humanely. .

The younger sister was also blown away by the sudden change: "It's not like this! You said let us solve the problem ourselves!"

"Oh, I thought about it just now, and found that it's not feasible." Now this was originally an impromptu idea of ​​Ke Chenlin, "You guys are too lazy, I'm afraid you will still be entangled and waste time here."

The referee frowned and looked at Ke Chenlin. He was not boxed. The reason was very simple. He was just a family member of his grandmother. Ke Chenlin got rid of him. Now the referee has nothing left.

"As for myself." When Ke Chenlin said this, he glanced into the group of sarcoma disguised as humans, and he saw his mother and grandparents.

Just like what Ke Chenlin said, he couldn't get along with his relatives, but he wouldn't doubt their love for him, even though Hela's love was a little suffocating for Ke Chenlin before, but : "Of course I also participated in it."

When he said this, he obviously saw the sarcoma pretending to be his mother tremble, Ke Chenlin's eyes fell on the other party, and he said with a smile: "Mom, if you don't win, I will kill them After that, do it to me."

This is insane!

Not to mention the twin sisters, even the eccentric little junior high school student who was flabbergasted was stunned by his threat.

Because Ke Chenlin was obviously using his mother's feelings to push his mother to die.

Ke Chenlin didn't think so, because these people are all fake, no matter how real they are, they are fake. His mother died long ago: "You don't want to watch me die, do you?"

"Chenlin!" Yang Guang's voice trembled a little, but Ke Chenlin remained unmoved, his expression still cold.

He just reminded Yang Guang: "I don't want to die, mom, so you must work hard."

As he spoke, it seemed that he was afraid that the lump of sarcoma pretending to be his mother would not believe him, he opened the chainsaw again, and this time he put his left hand on it.

Prepare to prove it to this fake, and add a little more to the mental pressure of that sarcoma.

He was going to cut off his entire palm. Anyway, no matter what happened in the game, as long as he or she went out, it would have no effect on the real world.

It's just that Ke Chenlin didn't succeed, because the referee quickly grabbed his wrist and pulled it away.

The chainsaw cut off Ke Chenlin's little finger, and the blood spattered. Ke Chenlin could smell the strong strawberry smell. As for the pain... No, the wound left by the chainsaw will not hurt.

In addition to the sound of the chainsaw and the screams of those tumors, Ke Chenlin also heard the referee's gasping.

"Honey, are you alright?" Ke Chenlin frowned and looked at the referee behind him, "It's very dangerous for you to come up suddenly like this, you know that!"

There was a hint of reprimand in his tone? !

He still has the face to blame himself!

The referee felt that his breath was stuck in his chest, and he couldn't get up or down. If he had to say it, he really wanted to beat Ke Chenlin right now, the kind that beats the head, to see if he could physically beat Ke Chenlin sober: "What are you doing!!" He yelled loudly.

Anyone could tell he was angry.

Well, it’s not unusual for Ke Chenlin to self-mutilate in front of him, but in the past Ke Chenlin had no choice but to act dangerously, but now this behavior is obviously not the case.

He thought that after he stopped Ke Chenlin, Ke Chenlin would laugh and ridicule him, after all, it was like that a few times before.The more anxious he was, the more the crazy factor in Ke Chenlin's heart jumped.

But when Ke Chenlin saw his frown, he actually stopped the chainsaw.

"Sorry." Ke Chenlin said, "I didn't consider your mood."

His little finger was broken, but he didn't bother to look at the finger that fell on the ground. Instead, he turned around and gave the referee a hug. He lowered his voice: "Don't worry, I won't die here, and I won't leave you alone. "

The referee knew that what Ke Chenlin meant was that he would definitely leave here and destroy the Tinder system.

It's just that this time Ke Chenlin's tone didn't sound resentful at all.

"It's okay." After Ke Chenlin let go, he stretched out his hand and patted the referee's face, but it turned out that the hand he stretched out was the one with the severed finger, and two slaps left blood marks on the referee's face.

Ke Chenlin changed his hand to hold the chainsaw, and wiped the referee's face with the hand that was intact before: "I know."

Under the worried eyes of the referee, Ke Chenlin continued: "If I die here, what will you do if you have pretended to be an emotional system?"

He seemed genuinely worried.

The referee pursed his lips as he realized he couldn't see through.Now Ke Chenlin's attitude made the referee not sure whether the opponent was really worried or just acting.

But Ke Chenlin looked at him again and said, "If I die here, who will remember that you were An Ding, my dear?"

With a bang, the referee felt that something had slammed his heart hard.

The referee was still confused when Ke Chenlin pushed him away.

What the referee is most afraid of is indeed what Ke Chenlin said. He has an emotional program, and the program cannot be uninstalled. From the moment he was born with emotion, he was stable.

Ke Chenlin was indeed not angry, he was just trying to reassure the referee, and he hoped that the referee would not stop him.

And in such a short period of time, the sarcoids underneath have already started to make trouble.

Originally, some people wanted to pick up a knife and rush over to meet Ke Chenlin head-on. When their self-awareness was human, they felt that Ke Chenlin was only one person, and they were a group. A fight can also save people.

However, Ke Chenlin had already guarded against their move, and used an invisible hood to cover the player group when binding people.

This cover is a bit like the circle drawn by Monkey King with a golden cudgel. As long as they don't take the initiative to go out, there is no way for things outside to come in.

There is really no way, their only choice is to fight for the knife.

Just as Ke Chenlin and the referee were fighting each other, the people below were already chopping each other up for the fruit knife.

Ke Chenlin's mother and grandparents also participated.

They are fake, but they inherit the will of the living.

Not long ago, Ke Chenlin was still reluctant to do so, but now, Ke Chenlin looked at all this expressionlessly, watching the flesh and blood flying all over the ground.

In fact, Ke Chenlin had thought about it before killing his mother, even if she was a fake, at least it would make her less painful when she closed her eyes, not like it is now.

But now, Ke Chenlin watched them fight without feeling anything.

He seemed to be separated from these monsters by a layer, and he would not feel uncomfortable, nor would he be disgusted by the flying flesh and blood.

Of course, he wouldn't be excited, after all, he wasn't a pervert either.

But the lively scene at this moment is indeed much better than the deserted state before, at least not so boring.

The players were crying so much, they were even screaming, watching the people they cared about fight with others, just to save themselves.

These players not only cried, but also insulted Ke Chenlin. If they were not unable to move at this moment, they would like to eat this cold-blooded beast alive.

Only the little junior high school student was expressionless, because he saw his parents fighting each other again. Under the tremendous pressure, they were able to quarrel and fight over the question of who "killed the son".

Well, I knew that their happy appearance was fake, and it was for him to see.

As Ke Chenlin watched his grandparents and mother fall one after another, the expression on Jian's face did not change at all, he just blinked his eyes lightly twice, and the referee couldn't tell what kind of emotion this was. .

This group of sarcomas has been fighting for a long time.

The knife kept inserting into the bodies of the sarcoids, each of which died, and the last remaining one, Ke Chenlin, knew him.

He was the "lover" of the most deeply reformed male player Ke Chenlin met at that time.

And after the self-awareness of male players is getting lower and lower, it is obviously much more free than other sarcomas.

For example, now that he has won, the left half of his body has almost turned into sarcoma, and its tentacles are holding the knife tightly: "I won."

Ke Chenlin smiled at him: "Congratulations."

Behind him were the heart-piercing cries of those players, and in front of him was a pile of corpses, all of which were caused by him.

"Let him go! Then kill the others!" The sarcoid who had the memory of the original owner was obviously going crazy, "Including yourself!" As he said, he pointed the tip of the knife at Ke Chenlin.

"Huh?" Ke Chenlin's smile became brighter, "What are you talking about?"

"You promised yourself!!" Sarcoma roared.

"Ah?" Ke Chenlin suppressed his smile, shrugged his shoulders under Sarcoma's resentful gaze, "I was just joking."

Sarcoma opened his eyes wide: "You said... what?"

"It's just a joke, why are you so serious?" Ke Chenlin is not an npc in this dungeon, he doesn't need to be responsible for what he said, and no one can punish him even if he breaks his promise.

"Take the joke seriously, aren't you too stupid?"

"Even if you all die, I won't let you go."

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