The Survival Game

drip.

The changing voice is different for each vote, but it makes us unable to tell who made the voice.

This kind of setting is quite intelligent. The completely disrupted prompt sound and changing melody are basically unrecognizable.

After all, the same melody can also make judgments on the sequence of sounds. When different music is put together, only a genius in hearing can distinguish it.

The details determine success or failure, and many times the seemingly inconspicuous small settings are actually a straw that crushes us, so you can't help but pay attention.

It is obvious that there is a huge ambition in the sense of the future filled with cutting-edge technology, which makes us extremely frightened, and we do not want to stay any longer from the bottom of our hearts.

Such an inexplicable fear, on the contrary, must have arisen because of the understanding of the black hand and the flight itself.

It is precisely because what we see is indeed just a drop in the ocean.

If something unexpected happens, people like Shang Zhiyuan, like Wang Qiang will definitely be able to leave alive?

I don't think so.

His face remained cloudy and sunny, Mr. Shang seemed to be in a bad state, and his eyes were full of troubled light.

But I don't think he has no confidence. On the contrary, it must be a trade-off between several possibilities to find a relatively satisfactory answer.

The translation is that he is thinking about how to play to death so that we are more interested...

But don't be complacent for too long, if the dog and the man are viewed separately, the deterrent power and effect of a single person can be more than doubled.

But with the possibility of an unknown identity, and the current positive inventory of the two Howlers, two plus one, the final threat is not as simple as three.

Shang Zhiyuan didn't even look at Shinagawa Xia, but I noticed the strange aura emanating from the girl's body.

They had a fight.

Although maybe it's just a glance, maybe it's just a few seconds of alternation.

Maybe I can’t see any discord on the surface, but I have a feeling that the dream I saw at the time may be the scene of pushing my teammates to the guillotine. Thinking about that picture, I feel very emotional. It's complicated.

Seeing the enemy torturing me, of course I agree with all four hands, but thinking that the girl is more terrifying than the person in front of her, I suddenly feel bad.

It's very relaxing, Shang Zhiyuan still didn't smile, and quickly put down the phone with the girl.

Well, their mouths and actions are quite consistent.

"On your side, the efficiency is quite fast."

"I just don't know what the result will be, haha."

Damn, it's really annoying, and I even sang a double reed, and I'll let you know why the earth is round later.

Wang Qiang didn't sigh anymore, but his eyes showed sadness.

"Unexpectedly, what the comrades said has come true, we still have to rely on a small box to survive."

Simple people, people's fighters, or peasants may have their own cares and small thoughts, but they are still innocent after all. Compared with those people in society, they are still fighting against the real nature and land. Survive.

With food, there may be room to think about other things.

As the saying goes, when you have a full meal and think about it, you can only think about other things when you wear warm clothes and burp when you eat.

If they were starving, their clothes were torn, and they were staggering in the cold wind of hula, few people would be in the mood to watch a big show, no matter how hard they sang, they would not be in the mood to appreciate it.

The common sense is not common, and what Wang Qiang said happened to be the social tragedy that I thought of.

Mobile phone syndrome, a disease related to machines, sounds ridiculous, but now there are too many people who suffer from this disease and never leave their mobile phones.

Sometimes I wonder if the mobile phone is the real living body, and we are the puppets attached to it, the walking dead.

While sighing, Wang Qiang's body still looked very old, and he seemed to have recruited the summary task to his side.

"But he'll never see it either."

The ending of comrades-in-arms, as long as they are well-versed in the world, they can understand it.

When a person is alive, sometimes he wants to be lucky, saying that he has left, gone, and gone to another world.

But very few people will mention the word dead.

In ancient and modern China and abroad, people in any position may not be able to break free from such a cycle.

Of course I believe in an afterlife, but right now I live in the present.

Live on this special plane.

Well, I also looked at the screen. To be honest, I still don’t have the courage to sum it up, because everyone has compassion.

Especially after pretending to say some big words and stating some conditions.

That kind of hiding, squinting, covering half of the screen, wishing I had a see-through function.

I can't see it, and it's just for others. I still hope to send them to the PK stage with my own hands.

In this way, I can be regarded as worthy of a certain woman who died in my arms.

Believe me, I will not only fulfill your entrustment, but also do everything to the extreme.

I will take your share and live well.

Xia Ling...

Shang Zhiyuan's cough was a step faster than Wang Qiang's.

"Hehe, you guys are really cunning enough."

Wang Qiang smiled knowingly.

Of course he was looking at me and smiling, just looking at the man who had exhausted all his tricks out of the corner of his eye.

"Each each other."

Sadness only lasted for a while.

The sacrifice of his teammates, the sorrow of the times, none of these can stop him. I admire Wang Qiang because of this.

He always knows where the road is, so I hope that dream doesn't come true.

But there was a voice telling me that if that didn't happen, I would be the one who died.

Thinking of this, I subconsciously took half a step back, for fear that the taller shadow would appear and wipe me out.

I don't know if it's a man or a woman, and even the figure is vague, but it doesn't seem to be a child.

After all, Guan Ling was only half of that figure.

I don't even dare to guess the real identity of the mysterious person, I'm afraid other people are the same, and I'm also afraid that if my captain is Star Crow, this code name will be a terrible curse.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that the vacillation in the eyes of my little partner is not only aimed at the situation.

I still spoke up and broke the deadlock, trusting this kind of thing I have never cared so much about.

"I said, I will push you to the guillotine, Shang Zhiyuan."

I made that gesture again.

The feeling of the equipment is really good, this is the truth, I am a little bit flustered even talking.

"Now each of you has three votes, and the remaining one is still with Liu Nian."

Of course it doesn't matter, Liu Nian's expression like eating shit, well, the result is not bad now.

"Nima!"

The college student still acted in his true colors, and he didn't mean to take off his glasses to compete with me in IQ.

"Why vote for me, at least you should..."

Some words have a lot of reason when I think about them, and I feel confident, but a person like Liu Nian who is not firm in his will soon finds that he seems to be unable to offend anyone.

Wang Qiang, he must be planning to say him, after all, he has a few lives in his hands.

But now I just look at the weak chicken of the college students, ha ha.

with all due respect.

That soldier's dazed expression can scare you to pee, it's better to play the role of your own good baby honestly.

Because now is the time for the good show to begin...