There was a flash of joy in his eyes, and a look of expectation on his lips. Death was only a number away from him.
This is not the first time Qu Yun has had a brush with death. The sudden blow and the ensuing excitement for the challenge have not shaken Qu Yun's mood at all. She calculated without a second. The unexpected number of votes was exposed.
Got a lot of questions.
Qu Yun is now almost certain through the impossible number of votes that Muscular Man has more than one accomplice. The reason is very simple. If there were no other people behind the scenes, it would be impossible for the votes other than Muscular Man to fall on her alone.
On the body. And if the muscular man's accomplice who obviously has great planning and persuasion skills to unify the four votes is one person, then the one who dies now should be Qu Yun.
It was precisely because of his trust in his lurking companions that the muscular man dared to kill without fear on the first day. But one thing he did not expect was that not everyone in this small gang of at most five or at least three people was working together. Someone bit back, and that was the reason why he was harmed.
The muscular man was thrown to death, but Qu Yun survived. As for the reason for the rebellion, it was very simple. Is it really such a coincidence that a team with so many people is in the same game camp?
According to the rules of the game, in theory, if the killer wins, there will be at most four surviving players, and if the civilians win, the maximum number of surviving players will be seven. Even if this small gang meets this condition, then the killers inside can safely believe that their companions reveal their identities without worrying about being plotted to lose points.
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The reason can be figured out, the mystery is still the same mystery, the key lies in the next action. A plan that can ensure that she escapes at night has quietly taken shape in Qu Yun's mind.
"You finally did it..." The muscular man looked at Director Wang with no trace of anger in his eyes, but only helplessness.
Any prisoner who is on the verge of death, no matter what kind of hero he was before, will definitely panic at the last moment. Heroic sacrifices like those in the movies do not exist in reality. Even if he really has some great ideals and is willing to die, he will not be able to walk away on his own.
My legs don't tremble when I go to the execution ground.
This is what Qu Yun's "brother" of the special forces who has executed a firing squad once told her. After all, "execution" is different from "heroic sacrifice" on the battlefield. There is no such thing as a brain-heated belief filling the body. A certain and irresistible death date is enough to pass
Repeated despair before execution destroys the strongest will.
At this time, the muscular man's death is approaching, but he is far beyond this common sense. It seems that Lamarck's game has brought him not only superhuman strength, but also the power that only a seeker who is used to seeing life and death can transcend himself.
calm.
"No! It's not me! I swear I voted for her! Damn it! Why don't you reveal who everyone voted for!" Director Wang hurriedly pointed at Qu Yun.
"There are still a lot of people I should kill, but it seems I can't do it. But one code goes the other way, and those who call me bald will not be able to live!" As he spoke, the muscular man suddenly stood up on the spot, as fast as he could with a sense of cruelty.
film.
The next moment was the same as yesterday. Director Wang's headless body and the muscular man fell down at the same time, and the head with half of the spine bounced off the wall and ceiling twice before rolling to the ground.
Having another brush with death, Qu Yun was secretly frightened. Didn't she die immediately after being voted out? She didn't take this into consideration and relaxed willfully. If this guy wasn't obsessed with inexplicable things, he would die now.
It must be me who was named and obliterated by their small group.
People who have seen death once will not become accustomed to numbness just because they have seen it two or three times. However, human learning and self-protection mechanisms allow them to learn, including psychological construction, after experiencing any emergency once or twice.
Coping strategies.
It was another dead person, but the briefcase no longer roared and shouted, and the good students no longer peed their pants. As for the originally calm man with black and white tattoos and dead fish eyes, his eyes did not reveal the slightest bit of gaffe. More
Needless to say, Feng Chennu, who had been immersed in her own fear and trembling from the beginning, had hardly changed. Only the second-rate Ma Zai still looked overly excited.
"Not dead yet." Dead Fish Eyes half-crouched beside the muscular man, placing two fingers on his carotid artery.
"I'll kill him!" Ma Zai was still angry and angry.
"No, the voting time is ten minutes. He will naturally die at nine-ten. We can also observe it. If I said something wrong, it's not too late for you to take action again." Dead Fish Eyes squatted on the ground without raising his head: "Now
The question is, why are so many people attracted to beautiful girls? Can I ask you why?”
After dozens of seconds of silence, the tattooed man answered the question first: "Now there is no way to confirm who shot whom. If the thief calls for catching the thief, can the policeman do it?"
Qu Yun shook her head and smiled and said: "No need, no matter how entangled this question is, no one will answer it. If anything, Yizi can guess the purpose of those who choose to join others. Because he can think of the people who plot against Yizi.
It’s very clear that I have the ability to pass the game.”
This is not to show off one's ego, but to alert others after careful consideration. Both low-profile and high-profile are strategies. The important thing is not which one to choose, but knowing what you are doing.
"What's a chair?" Ma Zai made another mistake.
"Yizi is a name for a woman who is self-effacing. In ancient times, women were looked down upon and looked down upon like clothes. They didn't know about food, clothing, shelter, and transportation, and clothes were still ranked first. If clothes don't cover the body, that means there is no virtue and no way. It's even worse than not having food to eat and living without a stable place. Clothing.
"Putting a personal character in front of it means you don't have to rely on others, but people have to rely on clothes." Qu Yun was talking about elegant topics, but she showed a cold smile, which only made Ma Zai's whole body run cold.
Naturally, the idiot Ma Zai couldn't understand the meaning of Qu Yun's words. Even the tattooed man frowned slightly and looked like he was thinking. Only the briefcase was stunned for a moment, as if he was touched by Qu Yun's words. Then he sighed: "It's only been a day, ten
One person died and four died. If you doubt our situation now, you are out of your mind. If you have a way for us to rely on, what's the harm in listening to you?"
Faced with Qu Yun's confident aura that was no less arrogant than the muscular man's before, Dead Fish Eyes, who was squatting and studying the muscular man's body, also glanced up with interest and said: "You are so public, you are not afraid of being exposed.
The killer is targeting you?"
Was Qu Yun angry when she sneered at Ma Zai? No, she was really not a little girl who would get angry just because someone wanted to kill her or take advantage of her. But the coldness in her eyes made people uncontrollably palpitate.
.No one can see through the way she covers herself with sullenness and exposed domineering attitude, covering up her enjoyment of not wanting to be noticed when fighting with others.
"Everyone has to die." Qu Yun answered unceremoniously, "When I die, the truth will be revealed."