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   Compared with finding survival cards to get ranking points.

   Killing players scores more efficiently and has a higher cap.

   Just like last time, he mixed with Fu An\'an. The survival card with the slow two schoolbags was rated 5 points, and he got 277 in terms of killing players. Adding the points he got before, he directly rose to 31st.

  So he was very puzzled that Fu Anan left this person, "Wouldn\'t killing him be more effective in eliminating hidden dangers and increasing points?"

   "This is the truth."

  Fu Anan nodded when he heard the words, "But if we kill him, if we want to rush out, will you be the target to distract the black robe?"

   This is just saying...

  Zheng Tianxing looked at himself as the boss with a simple face, but in fact he was not good at all. He looked seriously at the long legs of the long-legged man, "Only professional people can do professional things."

  Fu An\'an smiled, "You\'ve worked hard tonight to take good care of him."

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   Four people, two by two, entered the bedroom separately.

  Fu Anan glanced at her mobile phone before going to bed. She hasn\'t charged this thing since she entered the game, and the standby time is terribly long.

  She tried turning her phone on silent mode, but it didn\'t work.

  She gave up fiddling with the phone and put it by the bed. Then he climbed into bed, closed his eyes and recalled the map of the hotel in his mind, and finally fell into a deep sleep.

  With Fu Yi there, she sleeps fast and well.

  After midnight

  She was woken up quietly by Fu Yizhi.

  Fu Anan opened his eyes, but said nothing, his mouth was covered by Fu Yizhi\'s palm.

What\'s wrong?

  She looked at him, and in the dim light, Fu Yizhi made a silent gesture.

   Snap, snap, snap—

  In the silent room, there was a very faint sound of high heels stomping on the floor. It was very small, but very clear, and it was transmitted through the wall, accompanied by the sound of weeping and whimpering.

  The sound is getting closer.

   This is a woman talking to herself, "Where are you? Don\'t hide. Zhao Long? Dad, Mom!"

  Hearing her call, Fu Anan\'s mind flashed yesterday\'s day, the beautiful bride, the bride who was hacked to death at the wedding.

   "Why is there no one? Aren\'t you here to attend my wedding today?"

  In the extremely quiet floor, her originally gentle voice became sharp. Like a destroyed organ, it makes a weird sound.

  Click, click—

   That was the sound of opening the door.

  The sound lasted outside for several minutes before disappearing, which made Fu An\'an\'s hanging heart a little more relaxed.

   Did she leave?

  When Fu Anan heard this voice, he guessed in his heart.

  But at this moment, Fu Yizhi suddenly rolled her sideways while hugging her. The quilt wrapped around them acted as a buffer, and the two fell directly to the floor, with Fu Yizhi pressing her tightly on top.

  Seeing this, Fu An\'an quickly relaxed, and the two of them stuck close together, touching the ground as much as possible, and stacked together no higher than the height of the bed.

   Within a few seconds, she heard a strange noise coming from their window.

Da da da!

  The window was trampled by the bride, and it shook as if it was about to shatter.

  How did she get out of the runway?

  The windows are locked, right?

  Will she break a window and break in?

  Thinking of this, Fu Anan\'s heart beat faster.