Direct Defection: Begins To Be Mistaken For A Great God

In the live broadcast room, everyone was also happy when they saw this scene.

"Haha, Zhou Fan is too funny, obviously he forced others to do it outside of his words, and now he is complaining again!" "

Upstairs, you may have misunderstood, I think the puppeteer's sentence has another meaning, which means: I know you are all ruthless, but my brother is more ruthless than you!" "Upstairs

explained it well! This should be the meaning! But I understand him." In the escape game, in the face of death at any time, good people don't live long!"

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Less than two minutes before the end of the game, under the impact of the three people in turn, the display on the front of the oil head brother was already a shocking "428", far ahead of everyone.

At this moment, Brother Oilhead was already lying on the car like a demented person, and he didn't care about the attacks of the other three.

Seeing his pitiful appearance, the guy in the jersey couldn't bear to continue any longer.

He whispered to the nearby inch-headed man and Sister Huo, "There's no need to continue, right?

Unexpectedly, the inch-headed man sneered: "What's the use of what you say to us, if I could have the final say, I would have stopped a long time ago!" The inch-headed

man's words made the guy in the jersey wake up instantly.

That's right, the masked young man in the distance is the culprit behind all this, and it was too ruthless for Brother Oiltou to offend this person before.

If he stops now, to the dissatisfaction of the young man in the mask, he may be furious and directly pull down the electric switch of the three of them, and then it will be over! Thinking of

this, the guy in the jersey is ruthless, and he is about to step on the accelerator plate and collide with the oily brother again.

But at this moment, an eerie voice came from a distance: "Stop! all three of you go to the edge of the field at the door and wait for the game to end!"

Hearing this, whether it was the inch-headed man or the guy in the jersey, he suddenly felt relieved like an amnesty, and felt alive again.

They felt that they were like puppeteers manipulated by the string, and they had been in the shadow of the horror of the masked young man.

This feeling has always made them tremble and uncomfortable.

For a moment, as if they were afraid that Zhou Fan would regret it, they immediately drove the bumper car towards the door area.

And Sister Huo coldly glanced at the oily brother who was already dead, and followed the two of them away.

In her heart, there was no sadness at all at the moment.

used to just use Brother Oilhead, but now Brother Oilhead is doomed to death, and the intersection of the two ends here.

In the live broadcast room, at this moment, many people were not pleasing to the eyes of Sister Huo's ruthlessness, and they left messages and insults in the barrage.

"I'll go, this woman is so disgusting, she took the initiative to hit Brother Oiltou in order to survive, and now she is leaving so ruthlessly, it's amazing

!" "This is what the femme fatale is talking about, in their eyes, men are just tools that can be used, and once they lose their value, they can be discarded without hesitation!"

Hey, now I'm starting to feel worthless for Brother Oilhead, he offended the puppeteer a few times before for the sake of this woman, but he didn't expect to end up with such a result!"

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Seeing that the three of them had already parked their cars at the edge of the field at the door, Zhou Fan chuckled, and then left the electric gate with confidence.

He drove towards the oil-headed man in a bumper car, intending to have a quiet conversation with the guy before the end of the race.

In his heart, Zhou Fan thinks that he is a good person with good thoughts.

Therefore, he didn't want to directly let Brother Oilhead die by pulling the electric switch.

The contradiction between the two is not irreconcilable, especially now that Brother Oilhead recognizes the true face of that woman.

If possible, the two of them have a good chat to resolve the conflict, and he can pull the oil head back's electric switch before the game ends.

In this way, even if Oilhead loses the game and accepts the punishment of the puppet clown, he will not necessarily die.

Zhou Fan thought so, and was very satisfied with his generosity.

This is cultivation! The

bumper car is getting closer and closer to Brother Oilhead, and Brother Oilhead also noticed Zhou Fan's actions.

Wondering what the hell this masked guy wanted to do when he was already about to lose the game and face death.

The next moment, with a "bang", Zhou Fan drove and slammed into Brother Oiltou's body.

This collision not only stunned Brother Oilhead, but Zhou Fan was also stunned.

The plot is not right!

I had already stepped on the brakes just now, why did I crash into it?

In an instant, Zhou Fan understood that there might be something wrong with the braking system when it hit the wall.

At this moment, the oil-headed brother on the opposite side had come back to his senses, glared at him with anger on his face, and said coldly: "You think it's not enough to hurt me like this, do you?

So, he immediately apologized sincerely, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to!"

His words were earnest, but he forgot to take off the Earl's mask on his face.

As a result, with the blessing of the earl's mask, this apology was full of sarcasm and ridicule, as if the collision just now was deliberately done by Zhou Fan.

"Damn, it's just too deceitful! Lao Tzu fought with you!" Brother

Oilhead finally couldn't stand it anymore, he slammed the car door, got up angrily, jumped out of the car, and pounced on Zhou Fan.

Brother Oilhead had already accumulated a stomach full of anger and had nowhere to vent under the repeated impacts of those three people before.

Now Zhou Fan hit him and verbally humiliated him again, which made him finally angry, wanting to pull this hateful guy on his back before he died!

Seeing Brother Oilhead pounce on him, Zhou Fan was completely stunned.

Almost

instantly, Zhou Fan thought that it was the earl's mask on his face that caused trouble, so he immediately took it off and wanted to explain it to Brother Oilhead.

But before he could speak again, at this time, on the other side of the field, a terrifying voice suddenly sounded: "Violators, die!"

and then a "bang" gunshot, and Brother Oilhead's head suddenly exploded like a watermelon.

This sudden bloody change not only made Zhou Fan stunned on the spot, but even the three people on the edge of the field in the distance were also full of astonishment and horror.

It was terrifying!

The whole stadium fell silent in an instant.

The puppet clown slowly withdrew the muzzle of the gun sticking out of his mouth, and said indifferently: "There is still one last minute until the end of the game!"

Looking at the corpse of Brother Oilhead, Zhou Fan suddenly felt a sense of sadness in his heart.

Thinking that Brother Oiltou was arrogant before, but now he has no corpse, Zhou Fan sighed and said, "Impulse is the devil!"

After speaking, he turned the head of the car and drove towards the edge of the field at the door.

In the live broadcast room, tens of thousands of viewers had a heated discussion about the death of Brother Oilhead.

Someone said: "The puppeteer is too cruel! When the electric switch is broken, Brother Oilhead is already doomed to death, but the puppeteer is not willing to wait even this little time! Provoke him with words and use the clown's hand to get rid of it, it is simply cold-blooded and ruthless!" Another person said:

"Maybe everyone has a different way of thinking! Maybe in the eyes of the puppeteer, Brother Oilhead is a respectable opponent worthy of his all-out

effort!" Another person asked suspiciously: "By the way, what did he mean by his last sentence? What impulse is the devil, but isn't it precisely because of his humiliation that Brother Oilhead lost his mind?"

His doubts immediately attracted the contempt of everyone: "Can't even hear this? This is just the puppeteer's ridicule of Brother Oilhead!"