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The man in the peaked cap hated himself for complaining too much just now, and now his guts are green with regret.
He understood that he must have been the first to intervene before the female ghost followed him!
How could he be so mean-spirited!
However, no matter how reluctant he was, he did not dare to resist the giggling female ghost.
The man in the peaked cap glanced at the other three people. They were still tied up by their hair, with only one head exposed.
Seeing the expressions of sympathy, indifference, or gloating on the other three people, he couldn't help but get even more angry. If it wasn't for his cheap talk, there would be a one in four chance of who would be unlucky!
He glared at that schadenfreude with resentment, cursed that he must be the next unlucky person, and then limped towards the table.
In the glass jar in the middle of the table, human heads that were more than half full looked at him resentfully, and their eyeballs moved with his movements.
Even after living through six games, the man in the cap is instinctively uncomfortable being stared at by a can of eyes.
Picking up the chopsticks tremblingly, the man in the peaked cap slowed down, and quickly held the chopsticks steadily.
Seeing the rolling human heads in the jar, he couldn't help but feel a little trembling—if he had just entered the game, he wouldn't have dared to touch them with chopsticks.
However, he is no longer the weak chicken he was when he first entered the game.
The man in the peaked cap focused his eyes, and reached out to pick up the topmost 'bean'.
As soon as the head was clamped, the man let out a sharp scream.
"Fuck, you guys can talk?"
Surprised by the sound of a screaming chicken, the man in the peaked cap almost dropped his chopsticks in fright.
Fortunately, he had a lot of experience in using chopsticks. Once he changed his hand movements, he stabilized the chopsticks and quickly threw the 'beans' into another glass bottle.
Although the first "bean" was caught with twists and turns, it went smoothly.
The first attempt gave the man in the peaked cap confidence, as long as he ignored the sudden howl of the head, perhaps it would not be so difficult to pinch the beans.
The man in the peaked cap counted the remaining heads in the jar. There were quite a lot of heads in the jar. It would take five minutes to clip all of them.
However, this is not a test at all for people who are used to chopsticks.
The man in the peaked cap cheered himself up, ready to go all out and finish all these damned beans in one go.
He carried the chopsticks like flying, and transported the heads into the empty jar like the wind.
Soon, he transported half of the heads in the glass jar, and when he continued to clamp down, something happened.
Halfway through the air, the head in the chopsticks suddenly began to struggle violently!
It turns out that besides screaming, these heads can move!
You only have one head left, how did you move it
The duck-tongue man's heart trembled, and he quickly threw the head into the jar before he could break free.
He paused, stopped pinching the head, and began to think about what to do next.
Games generally become more difficult as you go to the end. Although this is a small game, it is also included in the app, and it must conform to this rule.
Next, these damn heads will definitely be even more dishonest.
If they escape in the air, then he...
The man in the peaked cap shivered, and his eyes became more fierce as he looked at the head.
Ma De, these heads are so dishonest, he can no longer pinch them gently like this!
He looked these heads up and down, and found that their mouths were opening and closing, and he suddenly had an idea.
He stretched out his chopsticks, put the pointed end through his mouth, and stuck the chopsticks in his head!
"Ahhh!"
The human hair let out a sharp scream, and countless curses spewed from its mouth. The man in the peaked cap couldn't imagine that there were such vicious words in this world.
But no matter how the heads cursed, he turned a deaf ear to them and pinched the heads one by one with his chopsticks.
Slowly, there were fewer and fewer human heads in the jar, and the man in the peaked cap gradually relaxed, thinking that these human heads would not be able to make any other moths.
Seeing that there were only a few heads left at the bottom of the jar, he picked one up and sent it to another jar that was almost full.
As a result, this time, just as he was in the middle of the air, he saw the human head showing a sinister grin—the chopsticks suddenly broke!
Immediately, the human head and the tips of the chopsticks fell to the ground with a thud, rolled around on the table several times, and rolled straight to the ground.
Seeing this, the man in the peaked cap froze, he turned his head abruptly, and stammered towards the female ghost: "There are still heads in the jar, I can still hold them! I only lost one, and I only lost one! Give me another head!" I have a chance!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The female ghost burst into a burst of laughter, and she gritted her teeth, as if reminiscing about something.
Seeing that the female ghost didn't answer his words, the expression of the man in the peaked cap suddenly became stiffer.
He no longer begged for mercy, and clamped his chopsticks tightly to make up for it.
He stuck his chopsticks into the jar, trying to grab the remaining heads quickly.
It's a pity that the female ghost didn't give him this chance.
Her smirk stopped suddenly, and the man in the peaked cap was sweating, feeling lucky in his heart.
Soon, he will be able to finish it soon, as long as he can finish it, the female ghost can't do anything to him!
However, as soon as he picked up a human head, countless black water-like hairs rolled towards him together!
The fine hair was like a steel wire, entwining him tightly, strangling the man in the peaked cap and screaming in pain!
But, he just yelled like that.
In just an instant, the hair that was as sharp as steel wire cut his neck, and the man's huge head tilted to the left and rolled between the thick hair.
Soon, the man's head was wrapped in thick hair, his eyes full of unwillingness and distorted expression were covered by the hair.
The hair tightened, compressed, and soon gathered into a small ball.
When the hair was opened again, the man's head had been compressed to the size of a winter jujube.
He kicked the remaining three people resentfully, his eyes were exactly the same as those of the others.
"Sure enough." Bai Yanxin said: "When a person dies, he will turn into a bean, and other 'beans' are also players' heads."
The man's head was lying in thick hair, his mouth was open, as if he hadn't accepted the fact that he was dead.
But the female ghost didn't care whether the head of the person who had just died had adapted to the new life after death. As soon as her hair was curled, she threw the man's head and the head of the person who had just fallen off the table into the jar together.
The female ghost poured the remaining heads into another jar, and then, a small slit was opened in the hair covering her face.
A long tongue stuck out, and the man's headless corpse was rolled into the mouth by the tongue, followed by a creepy chewing sound, crunching, making the remaining three people stretch their bodies...
"Who is next? It shouldn't be me, right?"
As soon as this thought flashed through Bai Yan's mind, the female ghost babbled and said with a chuckle, "Next! Hurry up, don't make me starve!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the hair wrapped around Bai Yan's body fell away.
Obviously, he is the lucky one who was newly selected.
Facing this situation, Bai Yan really didn't want this kind of luck.
He turned his head to look at the female ghost, deeply suspecting that she had mind reading skills.
no? Can you hear the thoughts in your heart
Bai Yan felt that he must be too unlucky, and he didn't think it was the retribution he just gloated at watching the duck-tongued man being picked on by the female ghost.
Bai Yan moved his hands, walked to the side of the table, picked up the chopsticks and began to look at it.
He couldn't see it from a distance, but when he got closer, he realized that the chopsticks were full of fine and dense tooth marks.
Presumably those heads were very dishonest. They were inserted into their mouths and were still biting desperately with their tiny teeth, trying to break free from the chopsticks that penetrated their mouths.
After all, the man in the peaked cap was careless. The head in front of him had very little bite force, so the chopsticks were helpless.
However, the teeth of the last few heads were so good that they broke the chopsticks as soon as they were picked up.
Just like that, he died aggrieved, the man in the peaked cap died quite unjustly.
Bai Yan narrowed his eyes and glanced at the heads in the glass jar. This time, the best teeth were stacked on top. It seemed that a tough battle was going to be fought from the very beginning.
Among them, the man's head is on the top of the jar, and this new 'bean' kicks Bai Yan viciously, his mouth squirming more frequently than other heads, as if he is cursing and abusing the player who just took pleasure in his misfortune .
Isn't it so vengeful
Bai Yan muttered in his heart, and said with a stern voice: "Speak up, I can't hear you."
"There's something you can call out."
Hearing this, the man's eyes suddenly became more resentful.
His expression was distorted, and the degree of distortion instantly surpassed that of other heads.
If the expression on his face could represent the status of this group of heads, then Bai Yan believed that the man's status among the heads had improved, and he had become the best among the heads.
Maybe he was stimulated by Bai Yan, and the man cursed while still in the glass jar.
His curse is more vicious than the other heads, and it seems to have been written in his heart while he was alive.
"Come on, don't be cowardly."
While the head was cursing vigorously, Bai Yan showed a faint smile instead.
But he said so with his mouth, but his hands were extremely ruthless, because of the man's lesson from the past, he did not use the chopsticks to pierce his mouth, but directly poked two chopsticks into the man's eyeball, and the prick hit the bottom.
"Brother, I'm sorry." Bai Yan apologized insincerely: "You said that you caused us so much trouble when you died, and the chopsticks are broken. It's very inconvenient for you to let us pick them up, but I forgive you Already!"
Hearing Bai Yan's words, the man suddenly let out a scream that pierced his eardrums.
Ye Shangyu and another player, Tom, couldn't cover their ears with their hands because they were bound by their hair, and their ears were almost deaf after being shaken.
Ye Shangyu is fine, she has known Bai Yan's virtues for a long time, so she only complained, thinking that you are playing by yourself and don't involve irrelevant people, this is very unqualified.
And tom, this foreigner is dead.
He was very unlucky to be matched with a group of unfamiliar Eastern players. Seeing the flamboyant Bai Yan, he was extremely frightened.
The oriental young man began to sneer mercilessly even before his companion's bones were cold. He had no humanity at all. Are all orientals so indifferent
Or their Western players are humane!
I pray silently for this unlucky player in tom, hoping that he can ascend to heaven and never have to suffer.
Bai Yan had already thrown the skewered 'beans' into another jar, and everything went very smoothly.
Facts have proved that no matter how compressed, the eyes are the key to the human head.
No matter how hard the eyes are, they can't grow thorns.
Of course, if these eyes grow fangs, or if they suddenly mutate into a strong acid that can melt chopsticks, then Bai Yan will be convinced.
Ignoring the man who was caught in the glass jar, who was still swearing and cursing, Bai Yan moved his chopsticks and picked up another sharp thorn.