Chapter 114: One Hundred and Twelve·"——Hunter."
After the voting was over, Su Ming'an waited for a while in the white space. After a while, he was teleported back by a force.
He opened his eyes and saw that he was still sitting in seat number one. The other players had also returned, and a voting panel appeared on the long mahogany table.
[Player No. (1) (2) (3) (4) (5) (6) (9) (10) (11) (12) votes for Player No. (8)]
[Player (8) votes for Player (4)]
[Player No. 7 abstains from voting]
[The voting is over. Player (8) has the most votes. Player (8) is out.]
[Player No. 8 Andre, please make your last words. Your last words should not exceed 90 seconds.]
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"Wha...what?" Andre put his hands on the table. "Wait, wait a minute, I'm not a werewolf! I'm just an ordinary good person! I'm really just an ordinary good person!"
Several players lowered their heads, and Lin Jiang lowered his entire head even lower, as if he was afraid to meet his eyes.
"I, I just jumped the guard just to stay alive. I just want to stay alive. I'm really not a werewolf..."
When a player is making his last words, other players cannot speak, so in the huge square, the only sound is Andre's roar.
In fact, Andre has not experienced death until now.
Because of his strong strength and courage to charge and fight, he has always been like a fish in water in the world game.
But now...when he is truly facing death, even if it is not real death, he is afraid.
There was still dark blood on the gallows, and the townsman's body had just been dragged away, with his shoes that had fallen off during the struggle still in place.
"Is there something wrong? Why did it suddenly..."
He wanted to say something else, but the mayor's ghostly figure gradually appeared in front of the twelve people.
"You have forty seconds left to make your last words, traveler from the outside world." The mayor looked at him with a smile: "Please say something useful to your compatriots."
"Damn it!" Andre gritted his teeth and said, "Why are you laughing, you old man? Do you think you are so great? You want us to kill each other to bring light to your town? Why should we do this?"
"This is all God's will..." The mayor shook his head: "There is nothing I can do... But I admire your sacrifice, no matter who you are, Traveler No. 8."
“——!” Andre clenched his fist. “I thought it was some kind of game, but it turns out to be just a bunch of idle discussions. How boring! You guys, just play by yourselves. You won’t even know you’re being played to death by Su Ming’an and Lu Shu! If I were a werewolf, my whole family would die——!”
"Stick it on your face. Try it. Stick it all over?" Su Ming'an glanced at him.
"Travelers from the outside world, please do not speak when others are saying their last words." The mayor said to him, "But we have a good relationship, I can forgive you this time."
Su Mingan smiled faintly and turned his head away.
And at this moment, the 90-second last words ended.
Andre found himself unable to make a sound in an instant. The next moment, an invisible force dragged his body, pulling him away from his seat and towards the gallows in the center.
He seemed to want to roar and shout, but no sound came out of his mouth. He seemed to want to break free from the force that bound him, but it was no use. The burly body was still being pulled towards the gallows in an unstoppable manner.
“——!”
Finally, he twisted his neck with difficulty and looked back.
On the bloodstained gallows, a rough noose was slowly being put around his neck.
There was obvious fear in his eyes, and bloodshot spread instantly. He soon found a stool under his feet, with a blood-stained shoe on it.
The townspeople appeared from nowhere, with their heads down, muttering something in a language that others could not understand, and clasped their hands together as if they were praying.
The mayor walked slowly up to him with a very compassionate look on his face, and slowly placed the dragon-headed cane against the corner of the stool.
"...You are exiled, poor traveler." The mayor sighed slightly, but there was no hesitation in his actions.
“Bang.”
The stool was swung away by a stick, making a loud noise in the square.
Several players closed their eyes.
The rope made a teeth-grinding pulling sound. The next moment, Andre, who was hung on the gallows, had his head pulled to the side. The force of his fall was suddenly restrained by the rope, and the force directly broke his cervical vertebrae in an instant!
The man's neck was suddenly strangled by the rough hemp rope. He suddenly lost his strength and swayed on the rope loop, struggling unconsciously like a fish out of water.
But soon, his figure became completely quiet, and the light of the sky slowly covered his somewhat dark figure. The whole person drooped like a black crow that had died on the platform.
The warm spring breeze blew on the ropes that were gradually calming down.
"Ahh——!" Lin Jiang held his head and fainted on the table out of fright.
The other players were finally able to leave their seats and they stood up.
The barrage of comments in Su Mingan’s live broadcast room has exploded.
In fact, ever since he said he was a witch and that Lu Shu was a prophet, the comments were already in chaos:
[I, damn…]
[For real? Really hanged? After all, these players are among the top 12 in the world. Their death is too miserable...]
[Since entering the world game, my bottom line and worldview have been completely refreshed...]
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