A Stick of Hua Zi, I Will Not Be Invaded by Ghosts

Because Qin Surong several people stayed in existence.

With the footsteps of Wang Hua and Qin Luyao, the speed seems very fast.

Soon, the two arrived at Tan Qingquan just now.

But there was no trace of Luo Lili around the spring at this time.

The surface of the water is still flat, it seems that I haven't experienced anything

Only the missing cylindrical mountain behind the spring can prove what happened here just now.

"this "

"Is this caused by you?"

Reminiscent of the experience of traveling through the village ~ Shonai.

Combining the joints that Wang Hua shot out just now.

It is not difficult for Qin Luyao to guess the originator of the prospect-the elephant.

My heart is extremely shocked.

Such strength is obviously not what she can compare.

Even in limited cognition...

No one can compare with the current Wang Hua.

perhaps

Only the creator of this death game can compare it.

Feel the same shock

There are also viewers in the live room behind the screen.

Earlier, I just saw the tail vertebra lasing out.

There is no actual effect.

now.

What I saw was a broken mountain, and the cut surface looked like a mirror.

This gave them a clearer understanding of Wang Hua's current strength.

"Is this the power of Huashen now? It's terrible! Demolition machines are not so terrible, right? I even suspect that Huashen can punch the blue star through now."

"No, I can't even imagine it."

"According to the strength of this strength, you may not be able to fight through at once, but there is no problem with a few more hits."

"Hey hey hey! Is your focus a bit crooked? The question we are discussing has not always been whether Huashen has humanity? How did it become an analysis of his strength? By the way! Say you have all voted? ?!"

"I don't care what the official said, anyway, as a die-hard fan of Huashen, I voted, let him go! The world is already in this shape, and there is a hammer for conspiracy theories!"

It seems that many people think so too.

The number of votes in Wang Hua's live broadcast room is also rising steadily.

soon.

It crossed the eighth place to the seventh place.

At this time, seeing Wang Hua's ranking rise, Huang Mao showed a helpless and satisfied smile.

At his feet, there were more than a dozen heavily armed hunters.

Huang Mao ignored his blood-stained hands.

He picked up an automatic rifle on the ground.

"I haven't touched a gun before, so I used to play it like this."

After the excitement.

An indescribable sense of frustration surged into my heart.

Exchanging positions with his mother has become a lingering shadow in Huang Mao's heart.

But he really didn't think so much at the time.

I just don't want to see the scene every night again.

Don't want to experience those cruel games anymore.

So subconsciously chose to escape.

This behavior can be.

But let him bear the eternal infamy.

And it will accompany you for life!

Turn on the phone again.

The picture of Huang Mao's live broadcast room changed, and he soon switched to his own live broadcast room.

And this time.

But in the live broadcast room is the picture of his mother.

Looking at his mother's gray hair.

The yellow eyes could not help but turn red again.

Extending a trembling finger, he clicked the voting button silently.

He voted for his mother with his only vote.

"Da da da!!"

"Listen to the people inside, you are already surrounded."

"Now! Give up resistance!

"Don't cause unnecessary casualties."

"It won't do you any good!"

"Think about what your mother is going through."

"Think about how she will live in the future.

"You are responsible for your own actions!"

At this time.

Several searchlights shone through the French windows of the office building.

The unique sound of the helicopter makes people's eardrums painful.

But the sound coming out of the loudspeaker was heartbreaking.

"Yes."

"What you said is correct."

"But what's wrong with me!"

"Why should I go through that dog R game!"

0……Seeking flowers 0-…

"Is there something wrong with trying to escape?!"

"Don't push me anymore! It's not good for everyone!"

Huang Mao shouted directly at the searchlight.

He was covered with blood, and his eyes were full of fierce expressions.

This look obviously shocked many people.

But they did not choose to use a sniper rifle to kill Huang Mao.

Because for the above, yellow hair has higher value.

If it can be brought to the upper level.

The world has a deeper understanding of the understanding and mode of the game of death.

"I'll say it again!

"Give up resistance!"

"Surrender is your only retreat, you have no other choice!"

The loudspeaker in the helicopter is still inducing yellow hair.

But how could he be moved by these two sentences, who had already been stained with blood during this period.

Obviously for Huang Mao

Your own mother is the only bottom line.

Today, the mother has entered the death game.

The only person who can shelter her is Wang Hua!

other people?

No one can do it!

After all, I have experienced many game scenes.

Huang Mao has a clear understanding of Wang Hua's strength.

Even if hundreds of them are tied together, it is difficult to hurt Wang Hua.

Such strength.

Plus the number of votes he has drawn for the other party.

How can you not protect your mother?

Other methods?

Huang Mao would not even consider it.

Should I expect people in reality to go to my own mother?

Do not make jokes!

Only by severing one's finger can kill them furiously.

Faced with such a weird ability.

How can ordinary people in reality resist?

Thought of this.

Huang Mao sneered with disdain.

The difference in strength gave him absolute confidence in himself.

The eyes looking at the helicopter also began to become indifferent.

"Start now.

"You must all vote for Wang Hua!"

"The number of his votes determines the survival of this city!" Five,

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