Devil Pokémon

In room 112, Liao Wenjie was panicking now.

Because 10 minutes ago, in the live broadcast,

He was exposed on the spot, and he and two other people conspired to kill his schoolmate, Han Tianhe.

awkward.

I was so embarrassed that I dug my toes out of the three bedrooms and one living room.

Liao Wenjie didn't even have to think about Han Tianhe's reaction now.

He must be mad,

This evil pen is just like that. It has a bad temper, doesn't use your brain, and can be triggered by just one move.

This is also the reason why I don’t want to take him to play anymore.

The number of living people on board plummeted visibly.

Shabi can only play a disservice in this.

This was the result of a joint discussion between the three of them, and he couldn't be blamed.

Liao Wenjie thought this in his heart, but thinking so, he was still very panicked now.

Obviously, through the live broadcast just now, he has offended Shabi,

The plastic brotherhood between them was gone.

And although the evil pen is evil, it is also very fatal when it goes crazy.

The top priority now is to stabilize the pen first.

"Come up with some sexy words, Liao Wenjie," Liao Wenjie urged himself in his mind.

However, what made him despair was that at this critical moment, his wise brain stopped functioning.

Finished

Now I have to discuss it with Zhou Mingyuan.

Yes, Zhou Mingyuan.

Liao Wenjie thought so and took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket.

Also pulled out along with the mobile phone was a small GPS.

A unique gift exclusive to Liao Wenjie, an artifact that can locate the location of all living people.

At this moment, Liao Wenjie's eyes stayed on his artifact,

Suddenly it froze,

Because on the GPS, one of the 10 red dots that were originally on was missing.

It became 9.

Liao Wenjie knew very well what this change meant. What this change meant was,

During the time when he wasn't paying attention just now,

Someone died.

Beep beep, beep beep, the phone is busy.

Why is Lao Zhou not answering the phone? Liao Wenjie complained in his heart. While waiting for Zhou Mingyuan to answer the phone, he lowered his head and carefully observed the GPS.

Through the position of the red dot, you can tell who died just now.

Liao Wenjie observed the GPS and quickly discovered where the changes had occurred.

The incident occurred in Room 111, the room next door to Shabi's.

The red dots in Shabi's room that originally represented Shabi and Zou Liying are now gone.

At the same time, there was a red dot wandering in the corridor.

Wandering, wandering, gradually approaching his room.

what's the situation

Liao Wenjie was shocked. At this time, luckily among misfortunes,

The phone beeped and the call was finally dialed.

"Lao Zhou, I discovered something strange." Liao Wenjie said with the phone under his shoulder. Suddenly he heard a beeping sound, like the sound of the room door being opened from the outside.

Then I felt a chill on my back, as if there was wind blowing in.

Liao Wenjie turned around in surprise,

I found that his door was indeed opened from the outside.

The person who opened the door to his room was none other than Han Tianhe.

Han Tianhe stood at the door with his hands intertwined, looking at him with a straight face, his trouser pockets bulging.

Shabi is here to make sense.

This was the first thought in Liao Wenjie's mind,

The next second, he expertly forced out a warm fake smile: "Come on, Old Han, come in and sit down, why do you have my room card?"

Han Tianhe said nothing and looked at him indifferently.

At the same time, a horrified voice came from the phone,

That was Zhou Mingyuan's frightened voice.

"Look at the big screen, Zou Liying is dead. Isn't she in the same room as Lao Han?"

"Old Han is at the door of my room now." Liao Wenjie responded. Suddenly, in a flash of lightning, he realized something was wrong.

Liao Wenjie looked at Han Tianhe suspiciously.

Han Tianhe replied with a weird smile and pulled something out of his trouser pocket.

Liao Wenjie now finally understood why Han Tianhe's trouser pockets were bulging just now.

Because there is a Beretta 92f hidden inside,

Han Tianhe held the gun and pointed the muzzle at his head.

not good

Liao Wenjie thought so, turned and hurriedly ran towards the bathroom. There was a small lock inside, which might be able to block it.

However, it is the gap between turning around,

Da-da-da.

Bullets rang out from behind him.

A bullet hit the back of Liao Wenjie's head and passed through his forehead.

噗

Liao Wenjie spurted a burst of blood mist from his head, and then his whole body fell limply backwards. In an instant, he lost his breath.

0:06 GB time, day 6, death toll: 12, remaining death quota today: 2

The scarlet numbers beat,

Liao Wenjie’s photo dimmed,

In room 118, Ding Cheng's face darkened.

In just one minute, two passengers died in succession.

The deceased are Zou Liying and Liao Wenjie respectively.

What these two have in common is that they are both related to Han Tianhe,

Could it be that

The gps screen flashed quickly, and the two red dots in the 112 room disappeared.

Now there are 9 red dots on the screen, instead of 8.

Han Tianhe picked up the GPS with a smile.

I have to say that Liao Wenjie left behind something quite useful.

GPS that can locate all living people,

gps door carberetta 92f

This is simply a fixed-point sniper attack.

Now none of the bitches on the ship can escape.

whee,

Wuhu

take off

Han Tianhe chuckled, turned around, and walked towards Room 109 on the right.

At the same time, inside 109,

Zhou Mingyuan leaned against the wall, already aware of the danger he was facing.

When Zou Liying's photos were destroyed at the beginning, he was not sure whether Han Tianhe was the murderer.

until just now,

That phone call from Liao Wenjie.

Tears suddenly flowed down from Zhou Mingyuan's eyes.

When I heard the gunshots on the phone, I knew Xiao Liao was dead.

Among the group of sports school students, he and Xiao Liao have the best relationship.

To be honest, when I watched Li Wei die on the deck, I didn't feel much at all, because normal feelings are just like that.

Moreover, Li Wei is too cowardly and has poor psychological quality. I guess he will not survive to the end.

But Xiao Liao died and he was very sad.

Because this means that he is not far from danger.

Footsteps were approaching in the corridor.

He's here, he's here with a pistol with a range of 50 meters.

hum.

The crisp sound of card swiping,

The door of 109 was opened from the outside.

Han Tianhe stood at the door, holding a pistol with a joking expression.

Zhou Mingyuan's sadness ended abruptly here.

"Haha, your expression is so wonderful. Did you cry just now?"

"I never imagined that our Captain Zhou would be here today."

Han Tianhe's tone was sarcastic, and his expression became worse and worse.

For the popular basketball captain Zhou Mingyuan, this label is enough to arouse his burning jealousy.

"Very good, no more nonsense, let's get started." Han Tianhe shouted angrily, pulled the trigger, and aimed at Zhou Mingyuan's knees.

Da da da

Zhou Mingyuan's left knee softened and he half-knelt on the ground.

Blood gurgled out.

This scene made Han Tianhe extremely satisfied.

"I wonder if those bad guys in the sports school will cheer for you when they see you like this?"

Han Tianhe smiled contentedly and moved the muzzle of his gun upward.

"Where should we hit next? Let's make a hole on the right side of your heart. This will create a harmonious symmetry."

Da da

The bullet hit Zhou Mingyuan's right chest.

But the clothes were only scratched,

Fall slowly.

Han Tianhe was stunned for a second, and then understood.

"I forgot, your gift is a bulletproof vest."

"Tsk tsk, you are worthy of being the captain, the props are better than others."

Han Tianhe smiled grimly:

"Then I'll just hit you on the head."

Finished

Zhou Mingyuan thought in his heart.

Da

Suddenly, a hole opened in Han Tianhe's abdomen, and he fell forward in shock.

what's the situation

Zhou Mingyuan looked outside the door and saw Ding Cheng's figure flashing past in a daze.