"Mo Yan, come here." Su Ming'an said to Mo Yan, who was standing there like a wooden stick, "Come here and kill him."
"……ah."
Mo Yan finally came back to his senses from his dazed state. Facing his elder brother who was covered in blood and looked extremely manic, he was extremely scared and even pointed at himself: "Me?"
"Kill him and you will be a doctor." Su Ming'an said, "If you want to live safely to the end, you should become a doctor like me. His target of execution tonight is me. Only one of us can survive."
“……” Mo Yan swallowed his saliva.
He took out his precious sword from his backpack, raised the sword, and slashed at Ryan, who was lying on the ground without any ability to resist.
"How ridiculous, Su Mingan..." Ryan said before Mo Yan came over.
His voice was so light that it seemed to float in the air.
His expression was hidden under his black bangs, leaving only his bloodstained mouth still moving slightly:
"Su Mingan, you will definitely regret handing over your identity as a doctor to this kind of guy.
This kind of guy...whose origin is unknown, who only knows how to cling to you, is like a lackey.
You will definitely be deceived and betrayed.
Su Mingan, you will definitely regret choosing to hang out with a group of NPCs - because I can see that you have gone crazy, and you won't be able to hold on until the last day.
And you - Number Three, don't really think that your big brother will always protect you.
Sooner or later, you will die at the hands of your crazy brother, just like me. Die at the hands of the person you trust the most..."
“Swish!”
Mo Yan swung his sword and pierced Ryan's heart.
His hand swung the sword very steadily, as if he had practiced it thousands of times, and the piercing point was just right, without any deviation, like a natural assassin.
Ryan was leaning against the door, stabbed in the chest.
His eyes gradually blurred:
"... Obviously, I just want to tell you a story."
As he spoke, his blood-stained eyelids slowly closed.
The darkness hidden by the door fell on him, and he fell to the ground, gradually blending into the night.
"Bah! What's the point of telling a story? If Lin Jiang hadn't attacked you, you would have turned around and harmed big brother. You're just a whore and you still want to be a saint." Mo Yan put away his sword.
Blood splattered everywhere. He wiped the blood off his face and smiled again: "Brother, brother, I just checked the room next to us, there was no sound. I wonder if there are any living players..."
"You can go back."
Mo Yan held the sword and turned around: "Well, brother, you need to have a good rest."
"good."
"I'm leaving."
"Let's go."
"Brother, you must believe me...I really don't have bad intentions. I really feel sorry for you, brother."
“…”
Su Ming'an didn't respond. He searched the rooms one by one. With the help of the light in the rooms, he quickly identified the people in the rooms.
The NPC students all looked like they were fast asleep. Even after he broke in, they were still snoring in their beds.
He did not kill these NPC students. These people posed no threat to him and did not have as many tricks as the players. If he kept them, at least he could keep the dungeon progressing normally.
There are still seven people alive on the second floor, including six NPCs and one surviving player.
The reason why he discovered that this was a player was that when he violently opened the door, he saw the player holding a quilt with his head buried in the quilt, looking like a coward.
NPCs all sleep soundly, only players cannot sleep in the middle of the night due to the influence of san value.
He approached, ready to send out a tower invitation to increase the number of players, but suddenly heard this ostrich-like player mumbling to himself:
"Let me go, let me go... Let me go... I'm tired of it, I'm so scared, I can't escape, really, don't come near me..."
"I'm inviting you." Su Ming'an said.
"Let me go... Don't come over... No, I don't want to play this game anymore... I want to go home, Mom, Mom... Mom, where are you... Mom, why weren't you chosen... Mom, I miss you so much..."
The player didn't notice Su Mingan breaking in at all, and didn't even respond to his voice.
The player's head sank into the quilt, his back hunched like a boiled shrimp.
Panic, despair, and all kinds of negative emotions seemed to be accumulated in his words, and the despair was particularly obvious.
【（Tower Invitation） has been established. 】
As long as the other party does not explicitly refuse, the invitation will be established.
Su Mingan reached out and forcibly pulled the man out of the quilt, and saw a face full of tears.
The player's eyes were open, bloodshot, and he kept repeating sentences. Just listening to the sound made one feel polluted and irritated.
"No, no... I don't want to go on, I want to go back... Mom, mom, where are you..."
Even when his hair was pulled up, he looked dull and lifeless, repeating broken sentences without even a sign of struggling, like a puppet that had lost its soul.
...This player has been driven crazy.
In this night, by this desperate copy.
"Go back." Su Mingan said, "I'll take you back. After you go back, remember to receive psychological treatment in time."
The young player who had not reacted to the outside world turned his head and looked at him straight with a pair of lifeless eyes.
At this moment, tears gradually appeared in the young man's bloodshot eyes, blurring his vision into a mass mixed with dripping water.
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