global collapse

I saw that Teacher Tianmi had already fallen to the ground like other tied people.

She was knocked down, and the initiator was still pressing against her.

Gu Mian supported the ground with her left hand and held the chainsaw handle in her right hand and leaned across Teacher Tianmi's neck.

The chainsaw has been started, and the top of the saw blade is leaning against the tiles floor because it is unsupported. At this time, the tiles have been ground into a deep pit by the saw teeth.

The tiles are pulled by the saw blade, and the soil is generally flying out of the long pit.

As soon as Gu Mian let go of his hand, the chainsaw would fall immediately, and Teacher Tianmi could not continue to stay on her neck.

The fortune teller opened his mouth slightly.

The habits over the years have made her subconsciously stand up as a peacemaker when she sees violent disputes.

"Wait..." The fortune teller took a small step forward tremblingly, "Speak well if you have something to do!"

Oh my god.

What kind of magic scene is this?

I have never seen such a scene before when I grew up!

The craziest complaints from her mind were kept tightly in her mouth by the fortune teller. She just wanted to make the scene peaceful now.

But neither side wanted to pay attention to her.

Teacher Tianmi was pressed down and looked directly at Gu Mian and made a quick voice: "Gu Mian! If you stop now, she will only know your identity in this copy!"

The fortune teller was a little confused.

Is this "she" referring to herself?

And this doctor is...Gu Mian!

Of course she knew the name Gu Mian, who was a head worth 30,000 game coins!

The fortune teller was a little dumbfounded.

"Look," Gu Mian didn't mean to stop, "You were safe just now, so you could use my identity to threaten me to leave the copy immediately; but now you are about to die, so you can only settle for the second best. Use this to threaten me to spare your life. It can be seen that the more you are doing it, the greater the advantage you get..."

As he said, he realized the "hands-only" point in his hand. His hand holding the saw loosened, and the chainsaw with a cold light moved down an inch, and was about to cut on Teacher Sweetie's slender neck.

"And if I care about the exposure of my identity, I will not do such a thing to you regardless of threats. What I care about is something else, you understand."

Teacher Sweet is almost so angry that he explodes.

She didn't expect that Gu Mian would be so indifferent to the exposure of her identity.

Moreover, she couldn't give up and immediately informed all the players in the dungeon of Gu Mian's identity. Now she only has one bargaining chip in her hand, and she will not have anything to threaten Gu Mian when she is used.

At this moment, the saw in Gu Mian's hand looked down another inch.

The sharp sawtooth whizzed past the sweet teacher's neck. Her skin seemed to hear the sound of a chainsaw, and her pores quickly opened up, as if they were making trembling calls.

The next second the god of death will come.

In the flash of lightning, the fortune teller heard the sweet teacher shouting anxiously.

"I tell you, what do you want to know?"

This was indeed useful. Gu Mian stopped his hand and the saw stopped about two centimeters above Teacher Tianmi's neck.

Gu Mian browed, this is what he wanted to hear.

There was a stupid fortune teller next to him watching, but Gu Mian didn't care anymore.

"I'll ask you," Gu Mian stared at Teacher Sweetheart's face: "What's the meaning of the number seven..."

The word Qi is the word that the ghost who was beyond the rank of the last copy popped up before he died. Unfortunately, it only popped up with just one word, and it was completely cold.

Hearing the word "Shenmi" at first frowning in confusion, but before he frowned for a long time, he suddenly let go: "Who told you this!"

The fortune teller next to him was already in chaos. She didn't know what puzzle the two of them were fighting, so she could only stare at them.

"Stop talking nonsense," Gu Mian still remembered the last time that forced confession to cause the destruction of the copy, "Speak quickly."

If Teacher Tianmi lets go now, he may not be able to spit out a few words and will be suspended. I have to hurry up.

Teacher Tianmi seemed to be in a dilemma. She frowned and paused for several seconds because she spoke because of her life: "This is not a simple number..."

At this time, An Zhitinglan was standing outside the villa from afar, staring at the building where all the players gathered at the beginning.

Several cameramen were sticking to her, surrounding the shooting scene 360 ​​degrees.

An Zhitinglan glanced at the cameramen beside her: "That's right, the other one who is against me has long died, so you can only take pictures of me."

The pale-faced photographer did not speak out, but continued to shoot on his own.

They seem to be very keen on An Zhitinglan's long black hair, and often bring the camera closer to her hair to make a close-up.

An Zhitinglan turned her gaze to the villa in the distance again, and her face had long lost its soft expression.

At the beginning, she found a hidden way to pass the dungeon, kill Dong'er's body and impersonate her.

In this way, no one can punish her, as long as the players around her don't have to meddle in other people's business with rats.

And she is sure that her acting skills are good and she should be able to deceive other players.

But the appearance of the doctor made her panic.

In fact, the doctor did not take the initiative to cause trouble for her, and he didn't even give her any extra eyes.

But An Zhitinglan has seen many people in her life, and some of them can tell that it is a problem just by taking a look.

That's how the doctor is.

Therefore, An Zhitinglan worked harder to hide her identity, but unexpectedly she was exposed. It was exposed in front of all the guests, including Dong'er, who had been under the bed for a while.

Since role-playing failed, you can only die.

"As long as the third day comes, I will naturally leave the copy..."

An Zhitinglan thought about it and withdrew her gaze and wanted to turn around and leave.

But at this moment, she suddenly noticed that the building in the distance seemed to tremble.

She stopped suddenly and frowned slightly: "Is it my illusion?"

But immediately, a greater vibration came from under your feet.

This special copy seems to have been in an earthquake.

What's going on!

How could an earthquake happen in the dungeon?

But immediately, she realized that this was not an earthquake, but a confusion from the copy.