[Comprehensive Movie] Goddess of Dispute

Although they protested to stop the hunting, no one actually opened the door of the greenhouse.After all, this is the rule. It is not illegal to kill people within these twelve hours, and it doesn't matter how they kill people. Besides, that person didn't die, and they just reacted in an evasive reaction that normal people should have because of fear.

The reaction of those high society people has long been expected by Eris. Spreading fear is a particularly interesting thing for her.

She kicked him to a nearby monitor. The man's screams must have attracted other people, and she had to get out of here quickly.Damn it, if she knew she shouldn't have picked a fat man, she had only kicked that fat man, and even now her foot was still aching.

Just as Eris thought, as soon as she left, someone came after her, and the person who came was Olier who was searching for her whereabouts.He glanced at the blood-stained spikes on the ground, then at the traces of being dragged on the ground, and finally, he set his sights on the man lying on the ground crying ghosts and howling, and a hint of amusement suddenly flashed in his deep eyes , On the surface, he asked quite concerned: "God, Mr. Smith, who did such a terrible thing to you?! Are you okay?"

"Woo...cough cough...help...save me...that bitch you bought is a lunatic!!! Oh God...please, save me!" Hearing the voice of an acquaintance, the man immediately used his arms and legs Olier crawled over.

Olier, who had never shown any other expressions after seeing these tragic scenes, finally showed a look of surprise on his face at this moment.He looked at the man and suddenly smiled. "Of course, I'll help you." While speaking, he drew out a machete, and slashed at the man's neck very neatly.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Smith, I suddenly remembered that your business has caused a lot of trouble for our family before." He said slowly, and gently wiped the clothes of the man who had been dismembered own knife.

Solving a "companion" has no sense of guilt for Olier, and it is hard to imagine that he is only 19 years old now.However, like other teenagers of his age, he has developed an interest in a member of the opposite sex, although how this interest will ultimately affect his behavior is open to debate.

He took a serious look at the scars on Mr. Smith's face again. The holes in his eyes were small, as if he had been poked blind by a tree branch, and the corner of his mouth was split upwards to form a weird smile. Olier was real. I can't figure out how she did it. Did she meet someone else and grab a knife before meeting Mr. Smith?

Olier shook his head. He didn't think that the woman would be able to subdue two people in one go in the 10 minutes since the hunting started.

Moreover, what interests Olier more now is Eris itself.Oh, he can still remember the boring face of that incompetent and cowardly doctor, including the catharsis-like words in her diary. It can be seen that she is weak and unyielding, and she is even afraid of killing people!So, how did such a person set up a trap rationally and crazily abuse a living person?

smile?Olier looked at the writing on Smith's forehead and smiled slightly.It has to be said that he was also frightened by Eris' appearance.

The upper-class people sitting in front of the big screen regard all this as an entertainment program that makes them happy, but Eris, who is the prey, uses this method to laugh at those people outside the door, as if in her eyes, They are a hilarious entertainment.This kind of ridicule, that poor ghost is really bold...

Olier narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the obvious traces of being trampled on the ground, and chased after him with a knife in his hand.

Not long after, he saw the well-hidden rope in front of him, and he couldn't help but chuckled in a low voice. Looking at the dense forest leaves around him, he raised his volume with interest: "Doctor Discotia, I know you are Around here, I'm sorry I didn't step on your trap, but how many times do you think you can play this low-level trap? Come on, come out quickly, I now find that you are much more interesting than I thought."

As Olier said, he stepped over the rope at will, but who knows, just as his right foot hit the ground, a force pulled him upwards. After the world spun, he found himself trapped by a roughly woven rope made of vines and hemp rope. The ropes that were tied together were hanging upside down from a tree, and the knife in his hand had also fallen off. It was close in front of him, but he couldn't reach it no matter what.

Only now did he realize that the short length of rope protruding from the leaves was not a trap at all, it was just a cut off part of the rope, which was thrown on the ground by its owner maliciously to pretend to be a trap. , that's just a bait!

What was even more unfortunate was that Olier, who was hanging upside down from a tree with one ankle tied to a rope, heard the sound of people stepping on fallen leaves at this moment.

A man in black long sleeves came out, and Olier remembered that he was another prey.With blood on his face and a dagger in his hand, it was obvious that he had taken out a man before and snatched the weapon from him.

The man saw the harmless Olier hanging upside down on the tree, and smiled ferociously, and slowly approached: "Look, what luck, I ran into a young master who was lost and killed."

Olier looked at the man, but there was no panic on his face.It was normal to kill and be killed on the Clearing Day, and besides... the true master he wanted to see hadn't appeared yet.

The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole follows behind.However, she was treating him like a cicada at the bottom of the food chain. No matter how he thought about it, he, a guy who thinks rich people are king, was not happy.

Sure enough, when the man was still one step away from Olier, there was an obvious "click" sound from under his feet, and then there was a muffled "bang", and a stream of warm liquid sprayed towards the man. On Olier's face, the man with a hole in his head fell limply to the ground.

"How many times do you think I can play this low-level trap, young master of the Matthew Lane family..." A frivolous and strange rising tone came from not far away, Olier turned his head with some difficulty, and stood in a tree not far from him On the big tree far away, I saw Eris sitting on the tree and gnawing a fruit leisurely.

Perhaps, she was no longer the Eris he knew, because Olier had never seen the indifference and malice in her eyes.

He couldn't help applauding her acting skills.

Eris briskly jumped down from the tree, passed by Olier, and picked up a pistol with a fruit stuck in it as a silencer in the grass not far in front of him.Olier knew that if he wanted the gun to blow someone's head off accurately, in addition to traps, he had to calculate the position and angle of placement, and predict the height of the person in advance, otherwise it was very likely to shoot After the shot, it hit him in the shoulder or hanging from a tree.

"Nice shot." Olier smiled brightly, without a trace of awareness of the prey that fell into the trap, "How do you know that he will come here? If the person who comes is a guy shorter than him, Or he didn't approach from right in front of me, your beautiful trap failed."

"I guess." Eris raised the corners of her lips maliciously, and her voice sounded very cheerful, "You see, there are infinite possibilities in life, and these countless possibilities will lead to countless parallel worlds. Think Want to see, if it is as you said, what will happen? This is an interesting question, isn't it? I like this kind of unknown chaos."

Olier looked at the smile on Eris' face, his beautiful eyes gradually sank, and even the formulaic smile on the corner of his mouth gradually faded away. He snorted coldly, and he could see that what Eris said just now was pure nonsense: "So, what are you going to do now? Kill me? You'd better do it because... If I survive, I will kill you at all costs."

"Oh, my dear Aurier, you are so cute when you are so stubborn." Eris walked slowly in front of Aurier with a sigh-like tone, "You were so hostile to me before, not only Is it because you can't understand my character, or because you can't understand that there is a middle class like me in your school. Yes, I know, for you, killing the poor ghosts in the society is not only It is the responsibility God gave you to purify society and push society to another peak, and also because you like the feeling of controlling other people's lives, and you enjoy it."

What Eris said was to the point, Olier was slightly taken aback, and the smile on his face disappeared completely: "Why, is your next sentence meant to mock me? It seems very interesting to humiliate me before killing me. A sense of accomplishment, Eris, I admit, I was cheated by you, I lost."

"No, no, no, I didn't humiliate you. In fact, this society is the law of the jungle. No matter what era, even if the current social order and laws are gradually taking shape, human beings will always return to animal nature under the rule of the law. Do you know why? "Eris suddenly approached Olier, and Olier could clearly see the destructive madness in her eyes, "Because these so-called impartial laws are based on human beings and established of."

"...What on earth do you want to say..." Olier suddenly realized that the woman in front of him was not just a matter of her acting skills being kind and ruthless.

But Eris put away the dark light in her eyes at this moment, she took a step back slowly, as if the crazy self just now did not exist, slowly picked up the revolver in her hand, opened the magazine, and looked After the bullet, the cylinder was pushed back and turned in a circle.

"This gun holds six bullets, one was used up just now, and now there are only five. Let's play a game, Olier, and see if you can get lucky with that 16. If you win, I will put you down, and let you see by the way, what is the real fun and essence of Clearing Day, and of course, you can continue to choose to kill me at that time. If you lose... Hahaha, you know the ending."

Eris said, aiming the gun at Olier's head.

Olier stared blankly at the black muzzle of the gun for a long time, then suddenly laughed, and said softly, "Deal."