The golden fingers of the death game are all beautiful girls

Even Die Yu didn't help her, and watched with interest, as if thinking about how he would resolve everything in front of him.

On the contrary, Naughty Cat looked like she was about to cry, but she didn't know how to help Yimo.

The ordinary girl, the village head, even lowered her head to prevent everyone from seeing her happy and gloating.

Emperor Zhenwu had a complex expression and did not speak.

At this moment, I am the only one who has already walked in front of Yi Mo, with his hands on his hips, and leaning forward, with an expression of an arrogant bully, his forehead was directly on Yi Mo's forehead, and he said arrogantly: "Hey!"

"You trash, what about you!"

"How about it, as the village head, I'm going to be out tonight, I'm going to die!"

"Any last words?"

"Hahaha... I laughed so hard!" Seeing that Yimo kept his head down and didn't speak, he thought that he had resigned to his fate, and was frightened by himself, so he immediately covered his stomach and turned backwards with laughter.

Turning around and looking at the other players, he said loudly, "This trash, I've already admitted it!"

"He is a wolf!"

"I'm dying of laughter, I'm still a TM hunter!!!"

Just when the only one is the most arrogant, the trial will start less than 10 minutes later.

Yimo's cold voice came.

"Hey."

Just one word, full of murderous intent, made Sovereign subconsciously shrink his shoulders instinctively, feeling a little scared.

But thinking that it was already at this time, instead of kneeling down to beg for mercy, and pretending to be a master, he immediately became angry, turned around and wanted to yell at Yi Mo directly.

"you……"

However, just turned around and said a word.

His mouth was stung by something cold.

Immediately, the pupils contracted, looking at Yimo who had raised his head, under the broken bangs, there was a strange blood moon in the pupil of his left eye.

It turned out that because the place where Yi Mo was in was relatively dark, no one saw that he was carrying something on his back.

He took down the one-meter-long thing, untied the cloth covering it, and it turned out to be a shotgun!

When I was the only one who turned around and wanted to scold Sibo Jungle, he just said a word.

click-

The barrel of the shotgun had already been stuffed in his mouth by Yi Mo, and he pulled the bolt and loaded it!

Yimo looked at the whole body trembling now, her legs went limp and she knelt down in front of her and stared at her, all panicked and self-centered.

Said word by word.

"You, fuck, tell me, what, fuck, is it called, hunter!"

The tone is gloomy and cold, like an executioner who has been in the dungeon all year round.

For a moment, all the players present were dumbfounded!

Chapter 35. Everyone, let's vote.

Yimo suddenly took out a shotgun, and the muzzle of the gun was inserted into the mouth of the only one.

Everyone present was shocked.

If it was the day before, Du Laoliu would definitely come out and say a few words to ease the tense atmosphere.

But a pity.

He is no longer here.

Yimo looked at the only one who was already sitting on the ground, trembling, and wanted to beg for mercy, but because his mouth was blocked by the shotgun, he couldn't make a sound, and looked at him coldly: "Tonight, who will be voted out?"

"Uh...uh..." Wei Wuzun stared at him in panic, nodded and shook his head for a while, but Yi Mo's gun was pressed too hard, and he couldn't pull it out, and couldn't make a sound.

He wanted to escape, but he didn't dare to escape.

Yimo looked at the terrified Solitaire, finally pulled the gun out of his mouth, knelt down, and pressed the muzzle of the gun against his heart, and suddenly shouted: "Today, who are you voting for!!!"

The only one who was the only one was frightened, so he hurriedly kowtowed to Yimo, begging for mercy while crying: "Ah... Vote for Conan!!!"

"Vote for Conan!!!"

"Brother, I was wrong, I was really wrong, I was wronged and cheated!!!"

"Please, let me go, I'm just stupid, I'm really stupid!!!"

Yimo has never put self-importance in her eyes.

No matter what he is, no matter what he goes with the wind, his vote will follow him in silence, it belongs to him!

He knew it from the beginning!

Yimo made a "cut" when he heard the words, and ignored him. Under the shocked eyes of everyone, she walked to the circular table and sat directly opposite Conan, with her legs directly on the table. An extremely arrogant posture, overlooking the crowd with disdain, holding a shotgun in his left hand, knocking on the barrel of the gun with his right hand and saying: "Then, let's start the trial!"

"Dingling, the trial will begin. 』

"During the voting session of the Judgment, you can't leave the 1-meter range of your seat, and you can speak freely. You can take out the ballot representing the player's identity from the system at any time, and put it into the ballot box in front of you. 』

"You can choose to abstain from voting. After all players vote, the voting results will be announced automatically. Registered voting system. 』

『A player who has not voted at 20 points will be considered as an abstention, and the system will automatically publish the voting results. 』

No one dared to break the rules, even Sovereign was scrambling to sit down.

Before everyone could speak, Yimo said, "This is the answer I gave you."

"I'm a hunter, so I'm not afraid of any monsters jumping out to try to get me out."

"On the contrary, it's because I'm a hunter, not a prophet, and I can't see who is good and who is bad."

"The brain is not as smart as Conan, the ferryman, and may not even be as good as Crusu, Pikachu, and Emperor Zhenwu."

Yimo stretched out her hands one by one, leaned back on the seat, and said expressionlessly, "So, I don't know who the werewolf is."

"I dare not make a conclusion about who is the wolf."

"But I know that the werewolf will definitely jump out and want me out."

"So, here's my answer."

After speaking, he glanced at all the people present and looked at each other.

Compared with the gloom before, this moment is a little more sincere.

Finally staying on Conan's face, he said coldly: "Conan, werewolf, do you have anything to say?"

What is Conan's state at the moment?

He was holding the circular table with both arms, and one hand was holding the other clenched hand fiercely to keep his arm from shaking. His fingernails were already tearing the skin on the back of his hand.

With his head down, half of his face was blocked by the big glasses, it was in a haze, and he kept muttering in a low voice, not daring to look up at anyone.

"no, I can not……"

"You... how could you be a hunter!"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"My inference, how could it be wrong..."

"It can't be wrong!"

"If Sibo Jungle is a hunter, then who is a werewolf?"

"Could it be that hunters and wolves are lovers?"

"Could it be... he is actually the wolf king?"

"No...no..."

"Now, I am going to be out, I am going to die!!!"

"It's not the time to look for a wolf at all!!!"

Conan muttered softly, with sweat dripping from his forehead, and finally couldn't bear the pressure. Under Yimo's pressure, he suddenly stood up and shouted at everyone: "No!"

"He is the wolf king, he is the wolf gun, definitely not a hunter!"

"I am the real hunter!!!"

"You all were deceived by him!!"

In the online werewolf killing, the identity of the wolf king is also called the wolf gun, because the killing after death is the same as that of the hunter killing.

It often happens that the wolf king jumps out and says that he is a hunter, and he will compete with the real hunter to the death.

Therefore, hunters and wolf kings also need to be judged by good people in the online werewolf killing.

Yimo didn't panic at all, and even made a mocking voice: "Hahaha...haha..."

"This is a game of death, do you really think you are playing Werewolf Online?"

"The wolf king's special ability is that the system assigns a gun, and when he dies, he shoots people with the gun?"

"Are you insulting my IQ, trying to win by laughing at me?"

"Sorry, sorry, although I have a low laugh, I don't die so easily."

"Conan, I'll ask you."

"You said you were, Hunter."

"So, where is the item assigned to you by the system, the shotgun!!!"

"You're not a hunter, you don't even know that hunters really have guns."

Yimo's tone seemed to be joking at the beginning, but later on, it became very cold and unquestionable, forcing Conan to turn around and run away.

Unfortunately, the system didn't let him leave the vicinity of his seat at all!

No... not like that!

This is completely different from werewolf killing!

Finally, Conan took off his glasses, blinked hard, and rubbed his eyes.

He looked at everyone with blurred vision.

It felt like everyone was laughing at him, waiting for a response from him.

How to respond?

I am not a hunter at all, and I don't have a gun at all! ! !

He is just a bad guy!

He thinks Sibo jungler is a wolf, and thinks Sibo jungler is a dirty chain (human-wolf couple), that's why he jumps out and wants him out.

At some point, his eyes and nose were already flowing out, and he felt that he was getting closer and closer to death.

At this time, even if you say that you are not a hunter, but you are actually a good person, no one will believe you, and you will want yourself out even more, right?

Werewolf, you are laughing, you must be laughing like crazy in your heart!

No... I can't lose, I can't just lose!

You can't just die like this!

I am, high play!

"what--!"

Conan roared, his face twisted, and he said loudly: "You are lying, that gun is an item you bought from the game store at the beginning!"

"I am the hunter, I am the real hunter!"

"You have to believe me, the hunter can only take out the prop gun when he is dead, and now he can't take it out at all!!"

"Everyone trust me, follow me to get him out, he can't shoot, don't be fooled by him!!"

Yimo looked at Conan coldly, stood up suddenly, turned around, raised the shotgun, and shot at the nearby tree.

"Bam—!"

The sound of gunfire at close range is so piercing in the silent night.