First Player Chapter 264

Chapter 264 Chapter 261 · "Hate"

"How could it be possible."

Su Ming'an replied very calmly, with neither sadness nor joy in his tone.

Ying made a gesture, meaning to tell him to close the live broadcast.

Su Mingan moved his finger and flashed with a "slap", and all the audience members who were still scolding Mizushima Chuanharu in the live broadcast room were kicked out in an instant.

"Don't you just want to dominate Zhai Xing?" Ying said: "...Let me tell you frankly, this kind of thing can be done slowly from the position of [power], there is no need to deliberately pursue all the perfect customs clearance. "

Su Mingan fell silent.

"You know quite a lot," he said.

"This is something that can be guessed." Ying said, "[The Powerful One] is a special status of the highest rank. It is not a big wish to be promoted all the way up - besides, you already have the power to dominate Zhai Xing. At the end of a year, no one can beat you."

Su Ming'an didn't speak.

Shadow is right.

His current strength is actually somewhat above everyone else.

Dominate a country, and even a planet in the future... Combined with his status as the ruler, it can be done.

But the problem is,

The issue is…

…but his wish,

Never, nothing, dominate Zhai Xing.

Just as he was silent for a while, Shadow's eyes began to change slowly.

The clock on the wall made a crisp "tick" sound, and the time passed second by second.

"Boom!"

A loud bang.

The wooden door was kicked open by a young man with a big sword in one hand. In his hand, he was carrying a girl whose hands and feet were cut off.

"Brother, I cut off the hands and feet of this thing, and the dungeon didn't reset again."

When Mo Yan spoke, there was a murderous aura in his voice.

When he entered the door, there was also an extremely strong blood energy on his body. The blood on the blade fell to the ground drop by drop, and the empty body of the girl in his hand also dragged out large tracts of blood.

"I understand now, why did the eldest brother kill Suzunako and Zhuang Guo in the first place... Disgusting, really disgusting. She was able to kill Dongxue from a distance..."

Mo Yan didn't know that Dong Xue died because of the explosion of the pendant, but he knew that Dong Xue's death should be caused by Suzunako.

Otherwise, before the last dungeon reset, she wouldn't rush towards them like crazy.

"She detonated Dongxue's pendant." Su Ming'an said in a very light tone: "She is Mizushima Chuanqing."

He has already been to Xia Luoyang's office and got his reminder, it is not a surprise to say that Suzunako is Mizushima Kawaharu at this time.

Mo Yan's expression was stunned for a moment.

He has always worshipped the great **** before the list, but his expression turned completely cold at this time.

"A weak Mizushima Chuanqing?" Mo Yan couldn't believe it himself, but he subdued the opponent without much effort.

Su Mingan crouched down and looked at Mizushima Kawaharu who was staring at him.

"I understand, Mizushima Kawaharu." He said: "The prerequisite for you to detonate a bomb is that you have limbs, and there are distance restrictions."

Mizushima Kawaharu stared at him.

There was pain in her eyes, but more indifference.

"You have already lost, Su Ming'an." She said, "Although I don't know how you saw me before, the pendant will always explode periodically... You can't see the sun on the third day of the copy."

Su Mingan laughed.

Laughing so much that Mizushima Kawaharu's scalp numb.

"Do you know, Mizushima Chuanqing." Su Ming'an said, "Your infinite resurrection gives you infinite opportunities to detonate the pendant, but it also brings you infinite pain."

Mizushimagawa Haru's pupils tightened.

"...When I was in the fifth world, I learned a lot of torture methods." Su Ming'an looked at his fingers, and saw a dark annihilation appear at his fingertips: "After Ryan, you became my second experiment."

He pressed her left cheek, then infused a little mana.

"what-!"

A sharp scream rang out.

Su Mingan withdrew his hand.

Mizushima Chuanqing was corroded with a small hole in her cheek. At this time, black blood was slowly dripping out. She seemed to want to cover her face, but a thin snake-like blood still flowed from her terrifying circular wound. Flow down slowly.

"Even if you do this to me, the pendant will explode the next day—" she growled.

Su Ming'an's finger pressed again.

Mizushima Kawaharu's scream resounded again.

Su Ming'an's fingers, in her terrified eyes, slowly moved to her eyes.

"...I really think about it sometimes." Su Ming'an said, "How much can a person hate someone."

"...You, you wait, don't, don't..." Mizushima Kawaharu stared at the pitch-black fingertips less than three centimeters away from her eyes, and her whole body began to tremble.

Blood flowed out from her empty body in a large area, and even though her vitality was tenacious, it was starting to weaken now.

He pressed his fingers down slowly.

Heartbreaking screams sounded.

Su Ming'an looked at the beautiful girl in front of her eyes slowly sinking, watching the dark blood dripping from the eye socket.

"—Su Ming'an! You—you really don't want to be famous—you treated me like this in front of the whole world—"

Su Mingan closed his eyes.

"...No," he whispered. "On the contrary, they'll just be happy—because they've come naturally into my perspective."

When facing Mizushima Chuanharu's fearful and resentful eyes, he smiled calmly.

"The vast majority of them...the viewers who stayed in my studio, they're used to seeing the world through my eyes."

"They're used to thinking about everything in my shoes."

"They will not doubt any of my words, nor any of my intentions."

"—because they have seen all the way, what I do is always right, and the line I take is always successful."

"So." He smiled: "...They will gradually give up thinking, follow the large group of [Live Room], and become a natural part of it."

"Because as long as you look, anything is possible, anything is possible."

"Thinking then becomes meaningless."

"[Extreme voice is good at restraining the overall trend, so that the open world is divided into pieces of independent space, so that everyone belongs to their own faction.]"

"And now," he said softly, "I've become the most [extreme voice] of them all—I've become the only individual in this environment of hundreds of millions of people who can move freely and speak freely—you know what that means? ? Mizushima Kawaharu."

Mizushima Kawaharu's eyes gradually revealed fear.

"—even if they don't want to admit it, they are good at venting their dissatisfaction and differences with joking internet language." Su Mingan said:

"But in the general direction, these hundreds of millions of people will always be united with me."

"Under the spotlight, everyone's eyes are looking in my direction, and all my words will be clearly communicated - and the will and ideas of the public will also be naturally driven by the psychology of conformity and attachment."

"They're getting used to seeing me forever. No matter what I say, they can only listen. No matter what I do, they can only watch."

"And sometimes... just a word with the most ambiguous meaning can have the most powerful impact."

"I became a real, intellectual [beacon]—and they were always with me."

"Hundreds of millions of people's eyes... In the previous world, there was no such a large-scale platform."

"And in such an environment, it's extremely easy for me to convey what I want to do - including things that are not good for you and some ancient warrior families, or calling on everyone to boycott you, or issuing some kind of worldwide national order..."

he said, and paused.

When he spoke again, the smile became more obvious:

"—I see, that's why you're so afraid, that's why you want to get rid of me?"

"...You are so scary." Mizushima Chuanharu's words were trembling: "Su Mingan...you can't be brainwashed like this anymore. You absolutely cannot, absolutely cannot be the ruler of everyone!"

"Brainwashing." Su Ming'an said, "Is this your definition of me?"

"—Look at what you look like now!" Mizushima Chuanqing gritted her teeth: "Like a madman—you can't feel it yourself, do you really think you are a qualified leader?"

"If this copy didn't have you, I wouldn't be like this." Su Mingan said.

"...Are you praising me?" Mizushima Chuanqing was stunned.

"I'm still scolding you, Mizushima Kawaharu."

Mizushima Kawaharu's teeth were chattering.

Although her pain tolerance was strong, her strength was gradually disappearing due to excessive blood loss.

She gradually became speechless.

Fortunately, she closed her eyes and ignored Su Mingan.

Anyway, on the second day, the dungeon will be reset, and she can still survive. As long as the exploding pendant is not lifted, the opponent will be dragged to death by her sooner or later...

Thinking like this, she suddenly felt a tingling pain in her neck, as if she had been hit by something.

The cold liquid was injected in, accompanied by the severe pain that gnawed at her like ants, she trembled violently all over her body, and her whole body trembled like an epilepsy.

"What did you inject me...?" She had a bad feeling in her heart.

"Johnson, a medicine that quickly restores blood." Su Mingan put down the needle in his hand.

"Let's continue." He said, "Look, you still have an eye."

Mizushima Chuanqing's eyes widened.

The young man who looked pale under the light was no different from the devil in her eyes at this time.

Seeing that finger approaching slowly, she shook violently and screamed: "—Don't, don't come here!"

"After so many years of lurking, be tough." Su Ming'an said.

"—I'll tell you how to remove Dongxue's pendant, you, don't come here again—" Mizushima Chuanqing's voice was shaking.

Su Mingan smiled.

"I thought you were an avenger who worked hard and endured humiliation, but I didn't expect you to last even a minute." He said.

Mizushima Kawaharu gritted his teeth and squeezed the words out of his throat: "..."

"I didn't understand." Su Ming'an stretched out his hand.

"...that pendant! There is a hidden button on the back of the pendant. While holding it down, pull it out on both sides to disconnect it!" Mizushima Chuanqing immediately increased her voice.

Su Mingan nodded.

His fingers continued to press without stopping.

"Ahhh!" Mizushima Kawaharu let out a heart-piercing scream.

With the outflow of black blood, her other eye also disappeared from the socket, and the whole face looked extremely terrifying.

"I, I clearly said it—" she wailed in pain.

Su Ming'an: "I don't believe it."

He said, withdrew his hand, and pressed his finger on her right cheek.

"Please, please, don't—"

The girl's extremely miserable voice resounded in the room and spread far into the corridor.

Mo Yan, who was standing aside, holding the sword, had an "O"-shaped mouth.

Mo Yan was already dumbfounded.

Since Su Mingan approached Mizushima Chuanqing and started to say those words, he fell into a sluggish state.

He couldn't imagine it at all... Such terrifying words were said from the mouth of the elder brother.

…Is it to scare Mizushimagawa Haru?

But why did he listen to it, and he started to get scared?

"Mo Yan."

He was standing here when he heard his elder brother calling him.

"Hey...hey!" He responded quickly.

"Go to Dongxue's room, bring her over, and remove her pendant as Mizushima Chuanqing said." Su Ming'an said, "It can't be removed, or the pendant blew up again... I'll do it again, it doesn't matter. My mana The value is very sufficient, enough to open hundreds of holes in her, don't be afraid that she will lie to me."

"Hey, good." Mo Yan wiped his sweat, turned around and ran.

It was the first time he saw his elder brother being so cruel...he had never seen such a scene when he was at home watching his father treat the prisoners in those dungeons.

Mizushimagawaharu shrank to the ground.

Her black hair melted into blood like a water snake, and her entire body was dyed dark red.

"...Su Ming'an." She raised her head and said with great difficulty: "You have been driven crazy by this copy."

"Not yet." Su Ming'an said.

"No, you should be glad that you are crazy now." She grinned, showing her **** teeth: "...because if you can act like this without being crazy, then you are done."

Su Mingan sighed.

"...why do you hate me so much?" he said softly.

Mizushima Kawaharu was silent.

"...It should be more than just hate." Su Ming'an said.

Mizushima Kawaharu remained silent.

"Competition between special identities?" Su Ming'an asked: "Similarly - if you kill me, you will be promoted to [Powerholder], this kind of competition?"

Mizushima Kawaharu shivered.

Blood flowed from her two dark eye sockets.

In gray and white tones, it looks like a horror movie being staged.

(end of this chapter)

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