Chapter 195

no way!

Can't go on like this!

Only by leaving the dense forest and going to the open place, when there is no shelter, he wants to see how the other party starts!

In this regard, Jiang Pengji can clearly tell the other party that the hell is still going to die, which has nothing to do with where to die.

He managed to escape from the dense forest. He had brought out twenty followers, but there were only two left.

The closer to the exit of the dense forest, the higher the frequency of Jiang Pengji's shooting.

Watching to escape from life, normal people's psychology will relax. This is also the best opportunity to start.

However, when the only two survivors came to the place where they had been repaired, they saw four bodies lying in a pool of blood! At this time, the leader was about to crack his eyes, and his fierce appearance frightened the two attendants who followed him.

The only survivor is the follower who went to fetch water and survived.

Why?

Five people are left, four are dead, and only this one is alive?

Before, three people went to the pool to draw water, two died, and this one was the only one alive?

The leader's anger was uncontrollable. He stepped forward and grabbed each other's collar.

"Say, did you kill people! Say, were you the insider of those evil people who deliberately led us over!"

The leader stared at the attendant angrily. The other party had been scared out of his mind and smeared viscous blood on his face.

People in the live broadcasting room: "

Wait, what's this weird development?

How come there's a sudden infighting?

No, infighting is infighting. Why do you suspect that the unlucky guy who was scared twice by the anchor is the murderer?

[the wind started a prairie fire]: hahaha, I was distressed. First I was frightened by the anchor twice, and now I'm still suspected of being the murderer.

[Shuang Xi Yang]: heartache, really super heartache. No, I have a stomachache with laughter. Has the leader become a staff maker?

[old driver Lianmeng]: bet on a spicy bar, which is definitely a colored egg deliberately left by the anchor to test the IQ of these people.

No wonder the audience in the live studio were so happy. This turn was just stunned, okay.

The followers around the leader were brought by himself. He knows the details of everyone. There can be no traitor.

Of course, it is also possible in extremely individual cases.

Some people laugh at the audience in the live broadcast room, but naturally others hold different opinions.

[chestnuts are delicious]: I think the leader's reaction is quite normal. Am I one? Scared by the anchor so many times, people around him die one by one, and the psychological pressure is not what others can imagine. In this case, the mind can't maintain the normal level. It will subconsciously suspect the person with the greatest suspicion. Who is the person with the greatest suspicion at present must be the one who survived.

Put yourself in a position. If you are a person in this team, in the face of an enemy who has no clue at all, every time the other party makes a move, the team must die. No one knows whether the next goal will be yourself

The fear of death lingers in my mind. The footsteps of the God of death chase after him. Even people with strong defense lines in their hearts will collapse in an instant under the attack of such a dense frequency. However, from the perspective of God, the leader's judgment is indeed ridiculous.

At this time, the audience in the live studio were silent, and then agreed to speak. They said nothing else, but that the anchor was too funny.

Jiang Pengji smiled. Her evil taste was still ahead.

"Say, did you kill people! Tell..."

The leader dragged each other's collar and growled.

At the same time, Jiang Pengji steadily raised her bow, took an arrow, and aimed to the full moon.

Whew——

In the next moment, the blood burst and burned his face. His neck seemed to be held by an invisible big hand to stop him,

"That's bad taste."

Jiang Pengji hissed coldly, and another wave 666 sped past the live studio.

Great, my anchor!

Too lazy to toss with the last few shrimps, Jiang Pengji raised her hand, put her finger on her lips and whistled.

Horses neighed, a sound of hoofs came from far and near, and a vigorous white figure galloped out of the dense forest.

The other horses seemed to be summoned and ran towards the white horse. The scene was chaotic.

"Game, over!"

Jiang Pengji shot two birds with one arrow and took the lives of the two people around the leader for the last time.

She said - Messenger, one is enough!

"Go! Finish work and go home!"

The white horse ran towards her with a smile. Jiang Pengji took two steps forward and jumped onto the horse.

The northern Xinjiang war horse of pure blood deserves its reputation!

At this time, the leader saw who was the man who attacked them. He was trying to draw a bow and shoot an arrow, but the horses galloped and raised countless smoke and dust, blocking his sight. Only the horse's ass and the little figure that had already turned into a small point in the distance

"Hum!"

The leader was so angry that he threw his bow and arrow to the ground.

There are twenty-seven followers around, none of them alive!

"Who in the end... Deceives people too much!"

The leader almost grinded his teeth and spit out this sentence. An iron smell spread in his mouth.

The only thing he was thankful for was that his horse had a good relationship with him and did not suffer from the influence of the big white horse.

Otherwise, he would go to the next post station with his legs on his stomach.

"Tomorrow... I will take revenge!"

Jiang Pengji didn't care whether he wanted revenge or not. Hehe, even her life was deliberately left behind.

If this man hadn't been a messenger, he would have died before and went to hell to show his arrogance to the king of hell.

Jiang Pengji hung the bow and put back the quiver. She sat down on the horse's back and let the big white horse walk at will. She led a group of "little brothers" to look for food. The horses were awed by the momentum of the big white horse, one by one.

"It seems that you are still the king of horses." Seeing this, Jiang Pengji smiled and patted the horse's neck. The other party gave her a big loud nose. The beautiful and smooth horse mane shook slightly with its action and brushed her wrist, which was itchy.

"Still a very proud little girl."

Yes, this is a mare, but she is more irritable than any male horse. She likes to lift her hooves at any time.

Jiang Pengji carefully counted the number of horses. There were exactly 27.

[anchor v]: this wave has really made a lot of money. It seems that appropriate robbing the enemy and helping me is beneficial to physical and mental health.

What is it called - robbing the enemy and helping me?

Anchor, your three views fell to the ground. Do you want to bend down and pick them up?

The partners in the live studio said that they would live for a long time, but they liked Jiang Pengji's natural and unrestrained behavior.

So... Have their three views been distorted by the anchor?

"Little girl, play with my friends. I'll soak my feet for a while."