Chapter 141
Bai Yao's body trembled suddenly, as if he was holding back a smile, his shoulders kept trembling, there was faint blood on his neck, but it recovered after a while, Bai Yao suddenly laughed.

This terrifying smile made Player No. 027's scalp numb. Just when he was about to intensify his hand movements and make a sharp slash, he found that she couldn't move anything. Not only that, even her body couldn't move.

Player No. 079 noticed the clue. He saw a steady stream of ghost aura emanating from Bai Yao's body, his pupils trembled, and he murmured, "This is... the ghost aura that only weirdos have."

Player 079 spoke in a low voice, but it was still heard by player 142. She suspected that she had heard it wrong, so she leaned over to ask what player 079 was saying.

I heard a burst of screams, and I saw player 027 standing stiffly in place, with a bloodstain on his neck, and slowly, his head began to move...

This horrifying scene stimulated the brains of some novice players, causing them to step back in fear.

On the other hand, Bai Yao was holding a chainsaw in his left hand, looking at everyone with gloomy eyes, and he did not smile as before, as if he had suddenly changed into a different person. His blood-red eyes were strange and enchanting, and his cold face was full of boredom and seriousness. killing intent.

The cold voice echoed in the carriage with a hint of a smile, "I don't want to play this game anymore, so let it end early."

Immediately afterwards, the ear-piercing sound of the chainsaw sounded, and player No. 079 looked at Bai Yao in shock. At this moment, he felt an inexplicable fear in his heart, which was the fear of unknown death.

……

The broadcast sounded one after another, "The players in the sixth round died, the players in the first round won, and the seventh round of the game began."

The beer bottles began to rotate slowly, but no one was sitting around the beer bottles. There was only some blood spreading on the ground.

"The player in the seventh round dies, the player in the first round wins, and the eighth round starts"

……

"Don't! Don't kill me!!!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

"I...I'm not the one you want to kill, you should kill the ninth round player, why, why did you attack me!"

"Don't come, don't come!"

……

the radio sounded again

"The player in the tenth round died, the player in the first round won, and the door to the third car is opened. Please go to the next car."

This carriage was full of blood, and there were only two people left who were killed by Bai Yao.

One is her, and the other is that player No. 079 is still dying.

Player No. 079's arm had several bloodstains scratched by a chainsaw, and Bai Yao's hand also had several knife marks. But after a while, a white light flashed across the wound, and the wound was visible to the naked eye. Heals quickly.

Player No. 079 clenched the Tang knife in his hand. Bai Yao in front of him was really difficult to deal with. Every time he approached her, his speed would slow down strangely. comparable to.

You know, he is an A-level player now, but he has nothing to do when facing Bai Yao.

The redness in Bai Yao's eyes suddenly dissipated, and Bai Yao blinked, suddenly feeling very tired.

Bai Yao smiled innocently, raised his hand and said, "Let's have a truce! I'm too tired to fight anymore!"

Player No. 079 was stunned by Bai Yao's sudden change in painting style, and couldn't help complaining, "What a psycho!"

But player No. 079 really didn't have the desire to continue playing. He didn't know what cards Bai Yao had in his hands. He had a hunch that if he continued to entangle, he would probably die in Bai Yao's hands.

 Let’s update these for now, the author is going to be busy~
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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