Chapter 652 Assessment Game 35
The person who just left has returned.
This is a slightly fat man.
He took a knife and cut off the meat and began to eat it.
Seeing this, Fu Anan slowly approached with his weapon.
Just when she was half a meter away from the man, the door of the house was suddenly closed.
The ones who closed the door were the fat man's two companions. They stood in a semi-arc with weapons in hand and surrounded Fu Anan.
The fat man whose face was covered with grease from eating just now stood up and smiled smugly.
"You really don't think I can't see such a crude trap?"
Could he be so stupid?
As soon as I saw this food suddenly appear, I knew there was something fishy going on.
He calmly called his companions over just to catch the turtle in the jar.
Fu Anan looked at the three of them and said, "After you kill me, have you three decided how to divide the benefits?"
"Sowing discord?"
The fat man sneered.
"You don't have to worry about that."
Three people rushed towards her together. Fu Anan dodged backwards and threw a handful of chili powder at them.
This hidden weapon has been used so far, and this is the last one.
"Grass!"
The man cursed and his eyes were so stinging that he couldn't open them.
It was like a long knife stabbing into his heart. In just a few seconds, there was one less person in the room.
The remaining two players rushed over with weapons.
However, at this moment, the things in their hands suddenly disappeared, and turned into bare fists waving in the air.
What's going on?
Before the two men could react, their weapons reappeared in Fu Anan's hands and stabbed into their chests.
Looking at the three corpses on the ground, Fu Anan walked out of the room with a cold face.
It was completely dark outside.
The night wind blew with the stench of decay.
It was pitch black everywhere, with only the counter in the air standing out.
Now there are only players on the first, second and third floors left.
The first and third floors are all filled with four-person players, and Fu Anan’s next target is the third floor.
She rested there for a while.
Then go down slowly.
It was dark all around and corpses were scattered all over the ground.
I looked around on the second floor but couldn't find anyone. The lone player seemed to have left.
Fu Anan held the long knife, estimated the time, and went up to the third floor with the knife to the players in groups of two.
There are fewer and fewer living people.
The village became quieter and quieter.
Half an hour later, the man, whose face was disfigured by a long scar, heard a shrill scream from downstairs on the fourth floor. He held a machete in his right hand, kicked the two recently deceased bodies, and slowly walked downstairs.
Fu Anan stumbled out, clutching his chest. He leaned on the railing and suddenly spat out several mouthfuls of blood.
Facing 9 players in a row is a bit overwhelming.
There are six more people.
Lu Xuan was seriously injured by her and was not a big threat, so only the four-man team and the lone wolf were left.
After barely clearing out the four people on the third floor, she didn't even have the strength to walk. Fu Anan glanced at the only room downstairs with a fire, slowly moved along the wall, found a clean room, and closed the door.
She really needs rest now.
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The other side
The four players on the first floor had an iron basin in front of them. They brought in the chopped firewood from outside and ate while warming themselves by the fire.
"You guys are quite relaxed."
At this time, an uninvited guest came down from upstairs carrying a cloth bag.
"Everyone up there is dead, and you still have the mind to warm yourself by the fire?"
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