The Survival Game

Chapter 220: Horror perspective

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Indeed, the manpower of analysis such as Mustache is really possible only at the limit of manpower, but it is only beyond the limit of ordinary people.

People who have truly tapped their potential will often even wear wristbands and some special tools to suppress their own strength, otherwise it would not be fun to really burst out the prehistoric power at every turn.

And that kind of look, every move of the little brother is also telling us that he is back, the real self.

"Nothing is impossible. In my opinion, it's just that your place can't keep up."

Pointing to his own head, the little brother sincerely expressed contempt for people with the first echelon IQ like Mustache, which shows that other people are as unbearable as mentally retarded in his opinion.

Swipe, our internal communication was completed secretly. What surprised me even more at this time was that the arm was checked at the very beginning.

The reason for the problem is self-evident. If you really see through my motives, it must be completely reasonable, but I don't see any special purpose in his eyes.

This is a bit embarrassing, it seems that it is not personal, this guy may have crazy ideas and even put them into action at any time.

"Why? Isn't this very strange, a woman who doesn't know how to tell me should let you check her arm!"

Both the mustache and the bald head couldn't sit still, but the former's mouth was a little faster, and he looked like a hooligan who was about to strike at the slightest disagreement.

Shaking his finger, the little brother said in an extremely pretentious manner.

"Look at how they are dressed, and then they are speaking."

It's interesting, the thinking is really fast, the little brother checked the girls' arms very quickly, and the two hotter women saw that they were sleeveless in the textbook, so there must be no problem with arm inspection.

As for Xia Lei, she wears puff sleeves like a little princess, so she can clearly see what's going on inside!

"If you don't understand, I can try to explain it. This game is Christmas Eve, but I suspect that the Howler must not have made a deliberate mistake. There must be some internal conflicts. These fights are not just caused by one person."

The little brother’s tone is very serious, and the train of thought in it makes me a little terrified. This guy seems to be paranoid and out of the range of human beings, but sometimes he can read your mind like a roundworm in your stomach. horrible.

But there was always a kind of person who refused to give up, and stared at the little brother with a sullen mustache and a recalcitrant look.

"That has something to do with the arm. Don't you want to observe who is the murderer just by looking at the arm? And even if the strike force is so strong, as long as they don't hold it well, how can you investigate if you don't use all your strength! "

This sentence is also reasonable, but I can only gradually control my strength, which is also a small mistake in judgment. I didn't expect the influence of the medicine to weaken a lot during the day.

Or a conditioned reflex

In the night session, it seems that because the light or some kind of fluctuating frequency made me less able to control my emotions at that time, that is to say, many conditions contributed to the killing of our howling time, which was almost irreversible.

Of course, my little brother doesn't know as much as I do, but he found a new way from another way. It can be said that he found one of the root causes of the problem straight-forward.

"Don't be surprised. This is the gap between the thinking of mortals and geniuses. I must have deduced some clues before I dared to do this. At that time, it must have been a fight between two sides. One of them's strength was particularly exaggerated, especially the grip strength."

At this moment, I became a little strange. I almost couldn't help but go up and pinch his neck to make him stop talking, but this feeling was quickly suppressed by me.

I can only regain my composure by thinking about finding the real Xia Lei.

I am also really afraid, if the fake is here, will she really be somewhere on the plane, I certainly hope that she can live well in the original trajectory.

But if these guys are crazy enough to make a fuss about everyone around us, there is really nothing they can't do.

"So, think about their thinking, if one of the more powerful howlers can't suppress their own power immediately, I mean this possibility is only one in two, I just simply have a hunch that they have a special ways to increase strength.”

His thoughts are very fragmented, which is actually not convenient for others to understand. Gradually, everyone who listens becomes less impatient.

"Fuck, I really can't listen to a sentence. What do you mean? Are you suspecting someone with thicker arms now? I'm one of them!"

The bald-headed temper remained unchanged at all, and the little brother didn't mind anything, he just looked at the bandages on the opponent's body because of the previous fight and said.

"No, this condition is too restrictive."

Hearing this sentence, the bald head instinctively breathed a sigh of relief, but the corners of the little brother's mouth began to turn up slightly.

What caught my attention was that at the same time, the black silk girl also showed a meaningful expression, and Liu Nian suddenly realized.

Could it be that they did something too? During the ten minutes or other times, I probably remember that I seemed to have entered the state of doze first, and almost ignored the movement around me when I closed my eyes and rested.

"But people with bandages on their bodies, you will definitely not be able to escape suspicion. I must apologize for this, but after all, it is business."

The little brother smiled and said, as expected, everyone booed, and naturally said those complaints.

"Tch, it's not the captain, what are you talking about!"

I swear, this is definitely the stupidest provocative sentence I have ever heard a bald man say.

brush! The little brother approached the big man Huzi quickly, even like the wind, and the movements of his feet were shifted before he could see clearly. This brother really has a hand, not an ordinary person.

"If you're not the captain, you can't preside over the overall situation? Who made the rules? Besides, your bandages seem relatively new. You changed them for him?"

The little brother's sneer is still extremely charming. The charm of this guy is a kind of pure temperament. Even if he doesn't have a handsome face and clothes, people still can't take their eyes off him.

"This, it seems... yes, I'm not sure either."

That gaze was so domineering that Gillian couldn't lie for a while. This was international news. A female thief couldn't f-cking nonsense.

"Oh, then it seems that you guys need to stand up and let me check it out. After all, the murderer probably cut his arm intentionally to reduce his strength, but I definitely won't check it in such a stupid way as arm wrestling..."

It's not just the little brother who is smiling, I finally understand the smile of the black silk girl at this time, so that's it!

She must have secretly changed the bandages of the other wounded people during the last few minutes of my doze, the speed of her movements was terrifying, not to mention her consideration was so thorough, I was completely ashamed of the overall situation up.