Direct Defection: Begins To Be Mistaken For A Great God

The handsome young man took the information of the middle-aged man in glasses, a helpless smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and then threw the information into the air, saying, "Don't look at it! I actually know that he is an undercover agent!"

After saying this, he directly raised his gun and aimed it at the puppeteer.

In the live broadcast room.

"It is said that this young man has some kindness and revenge, just now the puppeteer spared his life, but he didn't expect to be beaten up now, it's just too hateful

!" "What's so hateful, it's originally a relationship of mutual use, that is, to shoot the puppeteer in the head, that's normal!"

"Brother Fan is too stupid, since he wants to kill someone, why do you need to hand the gun to someone else, just do it yourself!

You know Mao, I think this is just Zhou Fan's conspiracy again, maybe there are no bullets in the gun!"

...

Escape in-game.

The handsome young man pointed a gun at the puppeteer's forehead.

He explained extremely helplessly: "No way, after I opened the glass door just now, this guy directly confessed his identity, and told me to do everything possible to prevent you from going out, including my own death." If he couldn't, Doctor Weird would have taken my sister in for human testing. My sister is only nine years old!I had no choice but to agree!

" He said with a wry smile: "Originally, I thought that as long as I entered the wrong password twice in a row, I could make the electronic password lock automatically locked, so that I could directly delay your escape, but you found out this person's identity in advance, and forced me to kill him, so I could only kill you!"

Finally, he looked at the puppeteer and sneered: " You're a smart man, you should understand my distress, I hope you don't blame me!",

he said and was about to pull the trigger.

"Wait! Don't shoot yet!" the puppeteer interrupted his movements.

The handsome young man was stunned, not understanding what he wanted to do.

The next moment, I heard him ask himself very calmly: "What are the numbers in cell 7

?" When the young man heard this, a sneering smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said lightly: "You are going to die, is there any need to know?" "

Then tell you!" That guy told me personally that when Doctor Strange let him into this cell, he didn't have the number engraved on the back of his neck. In other words, the six-digit password you speculated earlier does not exist at all! Even if I don't kill you, you won't be able to get out!"

After speaking, a killing intent suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he directly pulled the trigger.

"Click!"

The trigger was successfully pulled, but no gunshots were heard, and the handsome young man stood directly on the spot, a little at a loss.

Seeing this, the puppeteer snorted coldly, stepped forward and punched him to the ground, and then sneered: "Idiot! How can you leave bullets in the gun!"

In the live broadcast room, it was completely boiling.

"What am I talking about? There are no bullets in the gun at all!" "I

see, the purpose of the puppeteer is mainly to test this handsome young man, as for killing people or something, it's just a casual remark. "

It's a pity, he escaped again!"

"The black fans upstairs get out of here!"

...

The handsome boy fell to the ground, and when he heard the puppeteer's ridicule, he was shocked.

He raised his head and asked urgently, "You were testing me just now?" You actually can't figure out in your heart whether the middle-aged man with glasses is an undercover agent, right?"

The puppeteer sneered: "Nonsense, it's just that there is this possibility, so I said that I would rather kill the wrong person than let it go!"

If you shoot at the middle-aged man with glasses just now, no matter what the identity of this guy is, it means that you are a reliable partner, but you shoot me, which can not only explain his undercover identity, but also prove that you have been instigated

!" "Therefore, no matter what you choose just now, I will not suffer!" Finally

, Zhou Fan took out a gun-shaped syringe from his waist and smiled at the beautiful young man: "Since you shot me, then we are in a life-and-death relationship, don't blame me!"

After speaking, he stepped forward quickly and punched the handsome young man's face.

The handsome boy was immediately beaten to the point that his nose bleeded and he fell into a temporary coma.

In a daze, he suddenly felt as if he had been stung by a bee on his arm.

After a while, the handsome boy gradually woke up.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the puppeteer crouching beside him, quietly watching him.

"Goodbye! I hope you can have a good baby in your next life!" the puppeteer waved his hand, and said goodbye in a somewhat regretful voice.

After hearing this, the handsome young man suddenly felt the blood in his body boiling and tumbling rapidly, and then blood continued to spurt out from his mouth and nose.

His throat rolled and he wanted to say something, but the next moment, suddenly his eyes went dark, and the beautiful young man completely lost consciousness.

The death of the beautiful boy made the audience in the real world sigh.

"Hey, this way of dying is too miserable, the puppeteer can really do it!"

"Haha, Brother Fan's dream has finally come true, when he was in the dungeon, he wanted to inject the weak man himself, but he was refused, and now he has finally fulfilled his wish! Although this wish is a bit perverted!

""The high-IQ cyborg died like this? This is too unworthy of the name, right?".

"I think it's normal, even if a person with a high IQ is, as long as he has not undergone systematic learning and Xi and training, his ability may not be as good as that of ordinary people. Judging from the performance in the game, the ability shown by this teenager is just a little higher than that of ordinary people.

"It's not that this high-IQ teenager is too wasteful, but the puppeteer is too strong, and the boy looks a little dwarfed by the comparison between the two!"

"Hehe, even the reaction when he dies is exactly the same, it's really that kind of potion!" The

puppeteer stood and compared the scene of the death of the handsome boy and the weak man, and found that it was almost identical, and he came to a conclusion in his heart.

He stood up, glanced at the body of the handsome young man, and picked up the pistol that had fallen to the ground from his side.

Immediately afterward, he took the bullet out of his pocket, unloaded the pistol magazine and began to reload.

At this time, the middle-aged man with glasses in cell No. 7 and the boy in blue in cell No. 8 were both looking nervously outside through the glass.

The two of them had just witnessed the murder of the delicate young man, and had a deep understanding of the puppeteer's insidious cunning.

After the bullets were loaded, the puppeteer did not go directly to cell 7 to retaliate, but first reopened the glass door of cell 8 with an electronic card.

At this time, he and the boy in blue were able to communicate again.

"Tell me about it!!" the puppeteer asked faintly.

The boy in blue said: "Just now I saw that the back of this man with glasses was clean, and there were no numbers engraved at all. Moreover, the guy you killed outside seemed to be a little scared of this middle-aged man with glasses, and after the two of them said a few words, the little brother outside looked a little wrong!"

What he said was extremely consistent with the information he got from the young man, indicating that he was not lying.

The puppeteer nodded, "Okay, I'll let you out later!"

and then, with a wave of his hand, he closed the glass door again.

Seeing this scene, the boy in blue wanted to cry without tears, he was afraid of being crossed over the river and the bridge was demolished, but he also knew that he was helpless against this masked man.

Therefore, he could only sigh lightly and resign himself to fate.