Cosma Empire

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As the process between exhaling and breathing became longer and longer, Jonathan's breathing gradually calmed down. He looked at his opponent on the ground, looking like an injured beast, and an impulse appeared in his mind.

Just now, he ambushed the opponent. He had a map of the area, including contour lines and supply points, as well as specific entrances and exits of some facilities, which made him take advantage in the finals.

However, there were some small mistakes in the ambush plan this time. His opponent was too strong, and at the same time he was too weak. Obviously, the physical qualities of the two sides are not on the same order of magnitude.

After a close fight with "survival", he finally stabbed this guy with a special "dagger" at the effective hit point.

Considering that the battle royale contestants may have close-range fighting, the organizing committee of the conference specially prepared a special dagger.

It is not sharp, whether it is cutting or stinging, it is not enough to cause injury, but it has a special place, its rounded front end has a special substance, when it touches the effective hitting part of the special combat uniform , Can create a "kill" effect.

In fact, to put it plainly, it is a round stick with a sucker on one end. It can touch the secondary mechanism in the hit point to simulate real melee combat.

Jonathan was exhausted after about two minutes of fighting. He felt his entire chest was hot, and a radiant throbbing through his chest radiated from his back.

Before watching those movies, the protagonist or other characters above can often face seven or eight people alone. A dozen is a dozen minutes. He thinks fighting is like this.

Sometimes he would also play games with children that would be bad guys. He would not feel tired because of this. He thought that this was true of fighting.

But now he knew that he was wrong.

Some knights and movies always say a truth, and strive to leave some room for turning around, but in real battles, it is impossible to keep hands, he was deceived.

Every fight will unconsciously use up all your strength, not because you can't control it, but because you keep it, others may not.

With only one mistake, it is him who "dies".

In fact, it only took a little more than a minute, he was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to stand up, which also let him know that there is no real thing in the movie.

His breathing gradually returned to normal. At this time, he stared at those resentful wild eyes, and a thought deep in his heart suddenly burst like a volcanic eruption deep in his heart. There was a voice that kept on Growling, growling!

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

"Kill him really, use whatever you want, he can't resist anymore, kill him whatever you want!"

"Blood, hot blood, and the smell of death ..."

Bloodshot quickly climbed up to his eyes. The original gruesome guy looked at him for a few seconds, and looked away timidly.

From Jonathan's eyes, he read a kind of madness and a desire for killing!

He was scared, his fierceness, his barbarity, defeated in the face of true madness.

Maybe he shifted his focus and made the eyes of the two no longer look at each other. Jonathan's condition was better.

With a gloomy expression, he turned his loot, found some supplies from the loser's backpack and pocket, and then quickly left.

Standing in a distant place where he could not see each other, Jonathan glanced back, licked his lips, and left without looking back.

He could hardly bear the urge, the bloodthirsty urge.

Every "kill" will make him a change that he doesn't know good or bad.

He became more adept at hiding himself, more patient, and better at killing.

He knew that all of this was false. None of the people he killed were real deaths, and everyone had been rescued, but the crazy idea inside him was getting more and more inflated.

You have killed so many people, really kill one!

You also want to know, when killing a person, is it the same as the game you play?

Come on, kill one, just kill one, use whatever you like, carry it in and kill him!

kill him!

While flapping his head, he bent over in the jungle and quickly moved. He wondered what was going on, why a terrible demon lived in his head, how could he be expelled? ?

With his departure, many viewers in front of the television had different expressions. Some people sighed and tore the lottery ticket into pieces, and some people looked at the lottery ticket with disbelief and a little reluctance.

In addition, other people were cheering, and even a girl holding Jonathan's head flag was undressed, and people were raised above their heads to play body surfing.

Jonathan's victory means the birth of a group of 100,000aires, and the end of the unlucky eggs that almost became a 100,000aire. This is a miracle feast!

People have been crazy for a long time, and the powers, riches, and dignitaries from all over the world have appeared in the state of Abilúo. The emotions of these big men may be the first time in history that they have been ups and downs because of some "little people".

The "pariahs" they look down on have created miracles one after another, people love and hate, and want to leave, but they can't bear it.

At this time, a new list appeared on the exclusive channel of outdoor broadcast television and cable TV in Abiluo. The top ten has been born, and Jonathan ranked ninth.

In addition, the bonus of the participant who has the most jackpots in the current gambling game is also released, which is a total of 17.29 million!

A single seven-stage all-round selection, the first six stages are all in batches, and now as long as the character he chooses can get his single-choice final position, 17 million will be his pocket. Thing.

And he only paid fifty for this lottery!

If it is not selected ... this is a welcome news.

Crazy people continue to be mad. If the East Coast and the southern cities were the empire's brightest business capitals, then this spring and summer, the state of Ambiloo is the only place where the Empire can attract people's attention.

The hearts of countless people are affected by the fate of these people.

Night fell again, and Jonathan just wandering around just about to go back to his temporary shelter where he was hiding. He found that some arrangements made when he left were touched. He slowed his breathing and hid in the shelter three miles away from him. More than ten meters away.

He should have left immediately. The ghost knew if the person who had broken into it had set any traps or killed them, but there was an inexplicable urge to change his mind.

The sky was completely dark. He moved to a tree a few meters away, and then climbed up silently, hiding a camera in the crown of this tree.

He stayed here for two days before discovering it, or when he was about to leave the morning before, when the sunlight hit the lens and reflected a beam of light to stimulate his eyes, he found the camera.

He slowly found the camera. After thinking about it for a moment, he grabbed the back line and dragged it down. The angle of the camera was adjusted immediately, pointing to the dark canopy.

He quietly came down from the tree again, took out a captured energy bar, ate food that felt nauseous, and waited slowly, waiting for midnight.

At about two o'clock in the evening, everyone was asleep, and even the staff of the broadcasting center were almost asleep. Their job now is to ensure that the live signal will not be disconnected. As for each monitor?

Don't be kidding. Thousands of cameras are not something that those on duty in the middle of the night can stare at.

Just then, Jonathan, who had been hiding in the bushes, opened his eyes, bloodshot filled his eyes, and his red eyes made people feel scared.

Alright, don't bother me anymore, I will kill someone and you will leave ...

Hurry up, I can't wait ...

He touched his den, and it was very quiet inside, but he didn't care about it, he knew there was someone inside.

He has a high degree of education, otherwise it would not be possible to feed a family on his own, and if he is poor, he can reach the middle class income level.

He built a small organ outside the door of his den. When people enter, the organ will appear closed. When the people inside come out, they will definitely touch the organ, and the organ will appear open.

It is complicated to say, it is actually a branch of a tree, a thread and several broken branches.

The institution is now closed, and people have not left inside.

He felt outside the den, and as long as he opened the branch, he could see everything inside, but he was not in a hurry, he slowly moved to the back of the den.

He knew very well that if he broke into someone else's place, he would definitely leave immediately, or arrange a trap and wait for the other side to come in.

So he couldn't go in from the front, he turned to the back, and gently moved some branches away. Those that looked like a living, complete plant were actually grouped together.

Moving away did not make any noise. He was very patient and attentive. After moving away for most of the time, he didn't move. He waited quietly in the dark.

After more than an hour, he moved again, moved everything away, revealing a guy who was hiding under the leaves and already asleep.

At the entrance of the den, there are several things hanging. If you do n’t know, just move inside and you will be alarmed by these small arrangements.

The closer he got to his goal, the faster Jonathan's heart beat, but his face became calmer, even a little too calm.

Countless sounds are crying from the bottom of his heart. At this moment, he doesn't think these sounds are disturbing and annoying.

He took a stone-made dagger out of his pocket-although according to the official saying they don't need these things to survive in this forest, there are enough supply points in the wild, enough fish in the river, and Other abundant non-dangerous wildlife.

However, almost everyone who can reach the finals has made some stone daggers, knives, even axes and the like.

What he did was a dagger, which was made of some gravel in the mountains. The triangle and the blades on both sides were curved, but he could cut things, and the blade was very sharp!

This thing is very useful in the wild. When it is tied with a short wooden handle, it is a dagger. When it is tied with a long pole, it is a speargun. This little thing is used in many places. .

At this time, it was tied to a small wooden stick that was more than ten centimeters long and thicker and thinner, and became a dagger.

Slowly and calmly, he found the front of this guy and his head. This person is sleeping sideways with his feet facing outwards. If someone comes in outside, he can use his lower limbs to fight the enemy in a small space for the first time. Instead of using face.

Coupled with things like wind chimes he made outside, this person also has some wild survival experience. The faint moonlight did not make Jonathan fully see the person's appearance, but for some reason, he swallowed a spit, like Yeah ... hungry like that.

Slowly, with a motionless hand, he penetrated the tip of the blade through a gap that was only one finger wide, reached into the man's helmet, and then aimed at his neck with a firm tie!

Blood sprayed him like a fountain, and then began to flow quickly.

The person lying on the ground was like a fish that was chopped but not dead on a chopping board, and it was like a slaughter in a slaughterhouse that was skewed into a dead goat, struggling madly.

Jonathan bullied himself up, pressed the man's right hand, pressed his feet with his own feet, and then held the wooden handle with the stone blade in his hand, and inserted into his head for a while ~ www .readwn.com ~ Maybe it got stuck in his mouth and let his shouting sound be replaced by the sound of swallowing.

For about forty seconds or so, Jonathan clearly felt that the person's struggling strength suddenly disappeared. His struggle was insignificant, more like a convulsion.

The man on the ground clasped Jonathan's hands tightly and lifted his upper body. The blood from his mouth poured out from his mouth, his face was filled with blood, and nothing could be seen. Only a pair of eyes that reflected the light slightly in the night Let him remember.

He was blank and let the man grab his clothes and watched him fall to the ground, as if he didn't know what else to do.

About ten seconds later, he stuck out his tongue and licked something itchy at the corner of his mouth. A salty smell started to stimulate his taste buds with a touch of sweetness.

In the night, his throat knot slipped twice, and a contented sigh was issued!

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