Am I human? [Live]

At a loss and a little confused, Gus has never encountered such a situation where he doesn't know how to react.

He decided to contact the owner of the hunting ground and ask him what was going on. If the owner did it and deliberately tricked him, he would definitely make him regret this move.

Gus was about to contact the founder through the mechanical fly when he saw a familiar figure poking his head out from a certain fork.

A handsome, tall, pale and harmless-looking young man whose figure was not reflected in the surrounding mirrors.

The young man glanced around, and said to himself: "It finally appeared once, and then disappeared, where did it go..."

I always feel that what he said is related to what happened just now.

Several throwing knives appeared between Gus's fingers. Before these throwing knives were thrown, the young man suddenly asked Gus a question.

"Hey, where's your shadow?"

That expression, that tone of voice, so innocent and unaffected, and even a little caring.

"Shhhh-"

Gus glanced at the shattered mirror beside him, and the throwing knife in his hand could not help but fly towards his face.

"It's so irritable."

The young man's tone was flat, but his body's evasive movements were quite fast.

"What the hell did you do?" Gus's eyes widened with anger, his anger welling up in his heart uncontrollably.

Feel like being played.

I have always been the only one who makes the prey turn around, but now when chasing the prey, I stepped into the pit and got stuck, how can I not be angry.

The young man, that is, Yun Chuan escaped another wave of throwing knives attack, his face was neither red nor breathless, and he said confidently: "It's none of my business."

It's not him who did it, he won't take the blame for it.

After speaking, he took a few steps back and ran away from where he just walked out.

After slipping away, the opponent's offensive became more and more fierce, and his own abilities were imprisoned, and he was somewhat unable to stand up and be tough.

How could Gus let him go, and followed closely behind with all his strength.

However, seeing him turn the corner, Gus caught up with him in the next second, but there was no one in the long mirrored corridor.

Run so fast?

This passage is not too short, and no other hidden passages were found after checking up, down, left, and right.

Gus stopped slowly, and there was no one around him, but he felt like he was being watched.

The surroundings were terribly quiet, and the disappearing shadow in the mirror made him look even more lonely.

The air stagnates, and the hunter seems to have become the prey.

If he glanced at the live broadcast screen at this time, he would find that the number of viewers in his live broadcast room was constantly increasing. This kind of situation would only appear in previous fierce struggles.

The audience behind the screen of the hunting ground focused on looking for clues left by the young man in every corner and detail of the screen, wishing to take a magnifying glass to see.

Someone opened a new gamble, betting on whether the prey could defeat Gus. Although more than 90.00% of people voted for Gus to win, there were many people who paid attention to the new gamble.

[There is a long hair on the ground, it must have fallen from the prey. 】

[What can this prove? 】

【Gus did not look in the wrong direction!kill him! 】

【Do you have ten eyes?Why didn't I see where the hair was. 】

【You are blind. 】

【blindness?There is a way to report the seat number, and I will let you see if I am blind. 】

【Hey, if you have the ability to apply to be a hunter, I promise to yell three times that I'm blind, and hold back if I don't have a seed. 】

[Wait, that hair seems to have grown longer, is it moving? 】

[Maybe it was the wind. 】

There was a quarrel in the comment area, and the comments about abnormal hair were quickly drowned out by the scolding battle between the two sides.

Gus didn't notice this.

Until he felt a slight itching on his face, something small was crawling, and he stretched out his hand to scratch it. The thing quickly jumped up, climbed up the eyeball, and burrowed in along the eyelid.

He quickened his movements and held the thing down.

is a hair.

The hair strands that were held down did not stop growing, and were still spreading deep into the eyes, as if they wanted to get into his brain, and the foreign body sensation was very strong.

He grabbed the hair and pulled it out. The hair was not strong enough, and it was easily pulled out from the eyelids, but what made Gus feel horrified was that the hair kept growing towards his body!