The most powerful bearded man in the copy became a ghost, and the elite woman didn't know who to look for a while.

Just when she had a headache, the sound of footsteps on snow came from the open space outside.

Thick and dull.

Judging from the voice, it's a male.

The elite woman was worried that there was a ghost outside, so she hesitated and stood still.

She didn't go out until someone spoke.

The gentleman with glasses was whispering to the crying girl when he saw a man rushing out from a corner. He was so scared that he fell into the snow.

The crying girl almost screamed.

Fortunately, the elite woman was fast enough and covered the crying girl's mouth.

Otherwise, this scream could bring endless killings.

"Don't shout, it's me, I'm a player."

The elite woman reveals her identity.

The frightened look in the crying girl's eyes slowly faded away.

The elite woman pulled the gentleman buried in the snow up and whispered in his ear, "I have a clue to avoid death. Can I have a moment with you?"

The gentleman with glasses had a twinkle in his eyes.

They were clearly two people, but the elite woman only went after him.

Obviously, this clue is very important and cannot be participated by more than one person.

He bumped into the crying girl by chance on the way to escape, and they had nothing to do with each other, so he agreed immediately.

"OK."

The crying girl saw the two people leaving and wanted to follow them, but the elite woman shook her head coldly at her, "Don't follow."

The crying girl's eyes turned red with grievance, "Why can't I follow?"

"This mission is similar to a battle royale. If we have more people and distract Gui, won't we have a better chance of survival?"

The elite woman had clues and confidence in her hands, so how could she be shaken by these words? "I told you not to follow me, so don't follow me. If you keep talking nonsense, I'll strangle you to death."

She was in that kind of circle, usually stealing from the boss, coming up with a lot of despicable ideas, and had lives on her hands. The crying girl, a dodder who depended on her boyfriend, was stunned by her words.

The crying girl nodded timidly.

The elite woman hummed in satisfaction.

She pulled the gentleman into a dark corner.

Just show the first two tips on the note to the gentleman.

The gentleman was shocked.

“This is, this is…”

The elite woman cautiously interrupted him, "Do you want to cooperate with me? If you figure out the geographical location here, I can take you to find the fruit knife."

"Cooperation, we must cooperate." The gentleman nodded without hesitation. "You still have clues on the map, right? That's easy. I have a good memory and I've memorized the location of this area."

"I can take you wherever you want to go."

"Take me to the hospital. That's the starting point." The elite woman warned in a low voice, "The map is in my hands. Don't play tricks, or I'll give this clearance spot to someone else."

"Don't worry," the gentleman assured her quickly, his face sincere. "I can't let anyone else have this great opportunity."

"If you say go east, I won't go west. Let's work together to get an S-level clearance rating!"

The elite woman couldn't completely trust him, but she had no one else available, and the gentleman with a good memory was her best choice.

"What should we do with that woman?" The gentleman pointed at the crying girl.

The elite woman smiled coldly and said arrogantly, "Let her fend for herself. What's the point of a woman who only knows how to cling to men?"

The gentleman thought for a moment and said, "It's really useless to take her with us. She might even reveal our clues."

"Let's just go before she starts crying and making a fuss."

The image of the crying girl in Room 405 is still vivid in my mind.

That was truly earth-shattering and awe-inspiring.

Taking her with them would be inconvenient for their actions.

The elite woman followed the gentleman and was about to leave when the gentleman suddenly turned around and punched the elite woman in the stomach.

Too sudden.

The elite woman was caught off guard and bent over in pain.

"you……"

The gentleman grabbed the elite woman's neck and snatched the note from her hand. "Thank you for the clue."

The elite woman was on the verge of suffocation. "The fruit knife... I'm the only one who knows where it is... You... You can't kill me..."

The barrage exploded.

[Just now I was about to praise the anchor for being smart and knowing how to find someone to work with, but the next second I was slapped in the face. Damn, this person directly killed the anchor.]

[The streamer is dead, the live stream is shut down, where can we watch the S-level dungeon challenge?]

[Oh yeah… Oh, this is so annoying. Where are the props on this anchor? Is she out of props?]

[In Happy Apartment, some missions are indeed difficult, and even using all the props is not impossible.]

[Give the anchor some reward points, brothers! I don't want the livestream to be shut down. I don't know how many years it will take for me to see such a spectacular scene again. I'll just give a small reward...]

[Ding! You received a reward. Current points...]

The gentleman looked down at the note in his hand and sneered, "I don't know whether to say you are careless or don't take me seriously. You showed it to me without covering it properly."

"These lines are the map, right? If I follow these lines near the hospital, I'll find the Scarlet Sin's fruit knife."

Knowing that he would defeat Wushuo and reach the pinnacle of his life, his tone became excited, "I originally wanted to cooperate with you, but think about it, if a person gets the highest evaluation, it will be more conducive to fame in the live broadcast room."

"I don't want to share my popularity with other players, you know what I mean?"

He squeezed the elite woman's neck even harder, "So please die."

“The winner always belongs to the first place.”

In the horror game copy, there are no unselfish players.

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!