Survival game by confession [unlimited]

"Of course you can~"

The clown seemed to have heard something that excited him, with an extremely excited and excited expression on his face.

He looked at Xiao Ji, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was twisted.

The only expression he can make is that one, but no matter how bright the smile on his face is, there is always a gleam of coldness hidden in his eyes.

He smiled, but he was not happy.

"But I'm very good at playing this kind of game, are you sure you want to compare with me?"

As time passed, the clown spoke faster, as if the two people who died in the carriage provided him with some "fuel".

Xiao Ji nodded to confirm.

The smile on the clown's face was even more exaggerated.

"Okay~ Then let's~start~"

"Stone--"

His tail was extremely long, as if he was about to pull out a sticky thread, and it didn't fall until it couldn't be dragged any longer.

Xiao Ji followed him and raised his hand, but he was thinking quickly in his heart.

When the clown clapped his hands just now, he could see clearly that the doll's hand was made into a ball of cotton without five fingers.

In this case, it seems that only fists can be used for this item.

Just looking at it this way, as long as Xiao Ji releases the cloth, he will surely win.

If this is a college exam, there will never be a death game for analysis. As long as you choose to compete with your peers, no matter what, half of the candidates must die, and this This method of decision relies on pure luck.

Of course, like the female white-collar worker just now, it is not impossible to use psychological inducement and cheating to complete it, but it is always opportunistic.

Then the real way out should be in the rules announced by the clown at the beginning.

He only said to choose a person in the car, but he himself is also in the car, so he can be regarded as a person in this car.

Almost everyone excluded him from the choice, but Xiao Ji thought of this.

If it is said that rock-paper-scissors with the clown, it is already a way out.

So in theory, there is absolutely no problem for Xiao Ji to publish here.

But Xiao Ji thought more.

The clown told Xiao Ji just now that he is very good at playing this kind of game.

This sentence contains a lot of content, Xiao Ji, who is rigorous by nature, almost immediately came up with one, two, three or four.

"Scissors--"

The clown's ridiculous cloth ball hands are still dancing in the air.

What will he do?

Rock, scissors, or paper?

Could he only produce stones as inferred by common sense?

Xiao Ji has already made a judgment in his heart.

"cloth--!"

When the dust settled, neither of them had any intention of cheating, and they put down their hands almost at the same time.

On the side of the red clown, there was a slender slit in the middle of the cloth-like hands, revealing a pair of black things that looked like black sheep's hoofs.

The black thing is divided into two sides, in the shape of a scissors!

The red clown made scissors!

His seemingly restricted hands, which can only produce stones, are actually just a kind of disguise for him!

If the person on the opposite side played cloth at this time, then he would definitely lose!

You must know that although it is just an extremely simple game, behind this kind of game is the bloody life and death.

In this game, whoever loses will die!

When this kind of punishment is placed in front of everyone, everyone can't help but think about it.

If it is at such a time, cloth release is obviously the safest choice.

But in this way, he fell into the trap of the red clown.

This kind of psychological game is one of the reasons why this enduring little game is popular.

"I won."

Xiao Ji raised his hand and looked down at the clown.

What he put out in his hand was a fist!

"Squeak, squeak—"

There was a tooth-piercing sound, and a huge hook was lowered from the flat roof of the cabin, but this time it was aimed at the red clown!

Even he, in this train, must abide by the rules he said.

As long as you lose in the game of rock-paper-scissors, you will die!

The huge bloody hook hooked the red clown's neck straight, just like hooking the female high school student just now, it directly penetrated his jaw and skull.

The sharp hook pierced through the top of the doll costume, and a shiny hook protruded from it.

But there was no blood flowing from the red clown's body, he was like a real rag doll, with no flesh and blood in his body at all.

[How to say, how to say, this wave is still a doctor!Doctor yysd! 】

[Tsk tsk, is the red clown stupid?That's it, that's all, I can lose. I usually watch him play any games but he has never lost. Now when he sees a beauty, he loses like this. Sure enough, good-looking people have benefits! 】

[As far as the doctor's face is concerned, whoever looks at it will not be confused]

[Laughing to death, the doctor's number is now six, the clown gave away a real hammer!Can I report it?]

[Doctor Chong Chong Chong, hurry up and give me a win hahahaha I really want the doctor to win once! ! 】

[Tsk, the upstairs is really perverted. 】

[Joker trash! 】

【Hee hee, you guys are enjoying watching it now, I don’t know if you met them in reality, you might have turned into a pile of corpses by now! 】

[The yin and yang are weird, if you like to watch it or not, get out! 】

After the clown died, the speed of the train also began to drop, and the body of the train began to become obviously unstable. The body of the carriage began to become translucent. One face after another.

This train is composed of the bodies of people who died here, and it is unknown how many people have died here.

Just taking a cursory look at the densely packed hands protruding from the roof of the car makes one's scalp tingle.

Now that the organizer of the game is dead, there is no need to continue this bloody game.

The young man in black and the middle-aged man who had escaped from the catastrophe both breathed a sigh of relief, with a look of rejoicing on their faces.

In addition to being infatuated, the young man in black looked at Xiao Ji with a touch of gratitude. People are inherently strong, especially beautiful and powerful people, who can arouse people's desire.

"Thank you."

The young man in black said to Xiao Ji seriously.

"fine."

Xiao Ji dodged an arm that was hanging down from his side. He felt that the skeleton train was about to fall apart, and they didn't know if they could return to the original subway station.

Otherwise, he may need to take a taxi home, which is very troublesome.

Among the countless rotten or not yet rotten bones, hangs the corpse of the red clown.

He had a smile on his face until death, and even now it was hard to tell whether he was dead or alive.

Xiao Ji's heart suddenly moved, he walked under the clown's corpse, and stretched out his hand, wanting to peel off the layer of disguise on his outside, and take a look at his real face inside.