I saw a face that was almost close to him.

"Hey, man, I don't have that kind of fun, uh..." Halfway through, he suddenly widened his eyes and looked at his abdomen inexplicably.

There was already a small knife that stabbed into it.

As soon as the black criminal was about to shout, Huang Dehua tripped on a very skilled foot, crushed it to the ground, and then covered his mouth with the other hand.

Then in his frightened eyes, he began to draw a knife quickly.

In accordance with the rhythm of seven scales, stabbed 35 knives back and forth.

The entire abdomen became a piece of honeycomb.

There were a few knives among them, and they were deliberately moved up in my heart.

"Lying trough, crazy, at this time actually ran out to kill!"

The audience in the live room was frightened.

Who is the judge who is the judge this time?

You know, this time, there is no rule that you must kill each other, that is to say, the guy who killed is completely the one who wanted to kill before killing.

After the black criminals lost their breath, Huang Dehua grinned.

He got up and glanced around, and after confirming that no one had discovered, he left quickly.

He will not go back to that dormitory, after all, this will be full of blood on him, does not mean going back to the net.

In the dormitory, the remaining seven people waited for a long time, and the sleepiness struck again.

But he found that the two companions who had gone out had not yet returned.

"John, did those two guys fall into the sewer? Should we go and see?" The man speaking was a man with curly brown hair.

Huang Dehua could not understand their words, but in fact, as early as the meal, these people had already passed each other's names.

"I have a bad feeling, won't the two guys fall asleep?" John said.

As soon as these words came out, there was silence in the room.

Inexplicably looked at the dead non-mainstream gangster next to him.

For the dead, they don't feel much, after all, each of them carries a lot of lives.

But when they thought they might die like this, everyone shuddered.

"I think we should go and see." Someone said with an ugly face.

The seven criminals left the dormitory and looked outside.

Soon, the body of the black criminal was found by the wall.

"Dead, but not killed by that Soul Eater, it's a man!" The brown curly-haired man squatted on the ground, not caring about the horrible appearance of the black criminal.

"Belly has been stabbed, it should have been done by the Oriental, the guy is not at all gregarious."

"It looks like we have to be careful." The criminal who had quarreled with the non-mainstream seemed to point.

I don’t know if it’s the illusion of the audience. They even saw a bit of emotion in the eyes of the seven criminals on the screen.

Of course, not every criminal in a small illusion behaves like Huang Dehua.

These ten criminals can be broadcast live by Ye Chen, which is enough to show that they are the most serious crimes among all people. Psychology is also the most distorted.

Of the remaining criminals who were still alive, there were many more murderous people than him.

In other small illusions, most people struggle with Sandman in fear and suffering.

But... all this is just the beginning, as time goes by, they will only suffer more and more, fear.

After Huang Dehua killed the black criminals, he didn't actually leave too far, still hiding in the shelter.

He just won't go back to that dormitory.

And secretly came to the residence of the staff of the shelter. After decoying them with knocks, kill them one by one.

Fortunately, this is just an illusion. Otherwise, Huang Dehua did this, it was no different from death.

Finally, he went to the kitchen to fill his stomach and found a bunch of food to hide.

At the same time, the drowsy lullaby became more and more strange, and began to spread all over the town.

On the other side, John and others have almost fallen asleep several times.

Even if chatting with each other, chatting may be distracted and gradually lose consciousness.

"Ah!" Suddenly, one of the criminals exclaimed, awakening everyone from that muddled state.

"What's going on? What happened?" Others cast their eyes.

"I, I seem to see the devil, he is eating the guy's soul." The screaming criminal pointed his finger at the cold and stiff non-mainstream gangster, with a deep panic on his face.

"This is an illusion." A criminal said silently.

But men with brown curly hair have different opinions.

"If we fall into the realm of the devil once we fall asleep, it is not impossible for Laurent to see what the devil is doing between half asleep and half awake."

As soon as these words came out, there was a coolness behind everyone.

Everyone looked at each other as if it made sense.

"What should I do, I don't want to fall into the hands of that Soul Eater and become food." Laurent said with a pale face.

At this time, a different color flashed in the eyes of the criminal who had quarreled with the non-mainstream before: "Let’s do some interesting things, so that we won’t be sleepy."

"Interesting thing?" The others looked at him in surprise.

"Yes, I don't know if autopsy is an interesting thing. Does anyone want to try it?" The criminal's face looked strange.

Several people showed expressions they wanted to try.

But that Laurent shook his head: "It's too bloody. I'm not interested in that. Come on."

This guy is also a kind of stranger. He is not really interested in killing things. He just likes to sneak into other people's houses to "play" every night.

But everyone in some foreign countries knows that everyone can own a gun.

As a result, the risk of sneaking into someone's home is very high, especially after being discovered, it is likely to be killed.

Laurent didn't want to die, so he shot first and killed the owner after he was found each time. Over time, he had more than a dozen lives.

Moreover, due to its relatively high anti-reconnaissance ability, it has not been caught by the M country's public security, but instead has the title of "night killer".

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