It hurts so much.
Can you really try it on you first?
Oh, I feel a little scared, can you close your eyes?
Hahaha, don’t stare at me like this, I don’t believe in your self-harm method.I would rather work hard to survive.I've taken your weapon, thank you.
Ah, don’t worry, I won’t kill you, if I violate the rules, I will be in trouble.
Your feet are not good-looking, so you should wear less high heels in the future... Oh, I forgot, you have no future.
If you run out of time and become a loser in the men's area, it has nothing to do with me.So, goodbye, thank you for your gun.And your stupid little, Lord, and will.
After leaving such a line, Dashi Jasmine left, while Tirena, her tendons were cut off, and she had absolutely no hope to arrive at the current female area before the time was used up.
She sent a signal to Andy for help, giving up her dignity, but her boyfriend did not respond. I don’t know if he was unwilling to pay attention to it or if he had already arrived in the women’s district to start a new round of hunting.
From a rule perspective, it should be the latter.
After all, she was taken away in violation of regulations, and Andy would be forced to kill.
The rules don’t seem to be saying whether this is a loophole, and no one dares to test it.
Of course, Tirena was unwilling to be a loser like this, so she crawled in the direction of the female area with her hands.
When the jeans were worn out, their knees and toes were tingling, and their physical strength was on the verge of exhaustion, Han Yuliang, who had searched for No. 4 in the world, picked her up.
Tirena didn't like oriental men, but when her weight of more than fifty kilograms was lifted by him with one hand and she carried her shoulders and walked vigorously, she realized that she would never be able to resist the other party's invasion.
So, she could only raise her wrist and rely on the translation system to state the results of her investigation.
This is her last bargaining chip, and she hopes to exchange for her own safety.
But the man didn't like to communicate with machines, and just listened throughout the whole process and didn't reply.
It was not until he finished talking to his female companion that he raised his hand and said to her who was almost vomited: You are lucky, my girlfriend plans to talk to you and listen to your thoughts.
I will talk to her well, so... please don't infringe on me.Tirena hurriedly begged, I am willing to be the first experimenter to show you the feasibility.
If it weren't for Tian Jingzi's heart-warming sex, Han Yuliang would definitely not be willing to make such a guarantee.
He is quite satisfied now. He can just settle down on both sides. He promised Xu Ting that he can still sell favors here. Okay, I will give you this opportunity. You'd better not play tricks. The first premise of my tenderness to women is that there is no deception.
No, I also hate deception. I became like this and was deceived by a woman!
No. 66 killed No. 64 man, scored + 13.
Tirena glanced at her watch and said angrily: It’s this Japanese bitch!This bastard who calls himself Mazli*!She lied to my gun and took it to kill someone!This despicable and shameless murderer!
(* Note: This is the Japanese pronunciation of Jasmine as the name)
Han Yuliang frowned, feeling like he was carrying a tweeter that didn't need to be plugged in.
I'm not a propaganda car, why do I get hurt by this?
So he gave Tirena a palm and sent her fainting.
This girl didn't have much time left, so she could only enter the women's area directly, without any room for maneuver.
Han Yuliang felt a little regretful. If he had known this, he would not have mentioned this woman to Xu Ting. He happily took her to the women's district to find a corner, and it would be over.
However, when he thought about how Xu Ting was dealing with this now, he would definitely be happier, unconsciously showing a smile, consuming more true energy, and running against the wind.
The sky gradually became brighter, and the grayness of the sky should have awakened the city's brilliance, but the center of Sakura Island never slept all night.
The women's area, which doesn't look big on the map, actually has several large buildings, full of space for evasion and sneak attacks.
After people were compressed, there was no more peace this morning.
A large number of women who have struggled to survive have become the most helpless victims during this period of time, but they still cannot be brave enough to kill and have no male companion protection and are constantly exposed.
The broadcast of scores came one after another, and one blow became the mainstream method. A woman was exposed to her position after being attacked. She didn't have time to escape far away and was attacked again by other men who came with the smell of fishy smell.
The men didn't even care about each other's obstacles, and acted in a hurry in a subtle tacit understanding, leaving the opportunity for murder to their female companions.
During the attack, many men noticed a strange phenomenon.
Many women who were hunted and gang-raped by them had gunshot wounds on their legs.
And on the map not long afterwards, they all noticed the most obvious change.
The chastity alliance no longer exists.
Those women who were originally grouping together to defend each other, fell apart and fled in disarray for some unknown reason.
The culprit of all this was that Ruochsanna, who was now tied with a bandage to tighten her left arm and was covered in bloodshot eyes.
The ammunition she collected was also a box of, one gun long and one short.
There were not many bullets in the pistol, so she kept them for suicide.
The spear was her most skilled weapon, and she almost never missed the move as long as she regarded those moving people as deer or pheasants in the forest.
After discovering that few men are still acting alone, Ruo Kshanna changed her action pattern.
She realized that if a woman was injured by her, either the male partner would quickly arrive to help and become her target, or she would be taken away from all the points and let the male partner be killed by the watch.
Then, things get simple.
As long as she stares at the woman's attack and hurts her legs without killing her, she can purify everyone on the island.
The bullets that were not enough were now much more abundant.
So, the first thing she has to deal with is the group of women including No. 3.
She knew that those women had no male companions.
But she was going to destroy that group.
She wanted to watch the women reveal their ferocious true faces under pressure, bite each other and frame them.
Moreover, she also knew that No. 3, who was injured by her, should be looking for her.
In that large supermarket, Ruksanna taught the group of women a lesson. In this world of modern weapons, a large population does not mean an unsolvable advantage.
She also taught the second lesson to No. 3.
In the last lesson, she taught No. 3 that shooting skills are not just about being accurate.
And she taught this lesson to No. 3 that hunters rely more on marksmanship.
The abandoned supermarket turned into a forest made of steel and cement, and Ruksanna traveled in it and launched a terrifying ghost-like attack.
She injured five of the women who were grouped together at the cost of being shot in her left arm.
The only regret is that she didn't really exchange fire with No. 3 from beginning to end.
If she hadn't focused too much on No. 3, she wouldn't have been shot by the layman No. 11.
The hospital is next door to the hiding place, but Ruksanna can't get there.
She was sure that the No. 3 gun had covered that path.
A man can easily enter through the male area, but she spent most of her time in the transfer and did not dare to take that risk to take a detour.
Anyway, she was not seriously injured. After trying it, she was a little unstable when holding the rifle, but as long as she gritted her teeth and held back, she should not miss the range she is best at.
As long as the gun is still there, as long as there are bullets, as long as she is no longer as stupid and innocent as before, if Kshanna believed that she would be the one who won the final victory.
Bang!
Familiar gunfire.
Ruksanna covered her body with the curtains and looked carefully.
A man died on the path on the side of the hospital gate, and his brain was flowing all over the floor.
She looked at her watch and it was indeed No. 3.
If Kshanna believed that at the end of this game, the survivors on women would definitely be experts in using guns.
The advantages of hot weapons are far from comparable to swords and even crossbows.
So she also wanted to kill No. 3 as soon as possible.
The biggest problem is that it cannot be killed directly.This was very bad for her.
No. 3 has better shooting skills than her. What she lacks is just the experience of shooting creatures, and she is not very good at tracking traces of men. She is mostly a shooting athlete.
If you can't kill her, and if you want her to lose the ability to resist, you must hurt her hand.
It is really difficult to aim at a target with a shooting posture and hit the arm while avoiding the risk of killing it.
Ruksanna couldn't think of a suitable solution for a while.
She originally wanted to observe for a while and guess the location of the ambush No. 3.
Coincidentally, the time for broadcast location No. 3 has come.
On the 3rd, she did not enter the supermarket to face her. It turned out that she went to the hospital to occupy the high point when her allies who had been in action for several days were beaten to death by her.
If the women's area after the map has been changed is the decisive battleground of the entire map, then the hospital.
It is probably the final battle point in the women's district.
There are less than twenty men left, and the number of women is also rapidly declining.
Who is the man and woman who can leave here alive? At most, the answer will be clear in three days.
If Kshanna thought she should have a sleep, and her long-term action would make her brain close to her limit.
But she was still excited. She arranged the warning device and closed her eyes, but still couldn't fall asleep.
What she repeatedly saw in the dark world was the last look of people who died because of her bullets, and the bastard who died on her and didn't know whether rape should be considered an attempt.
The restlessness could not be calmed down, and it seemed like a demon was expanding in his body.
She could only pull off the necklace on her chest and throw it hard on the ground with the pendant of the cross. Then, she bent her legs and took off her pants, opened her knees to both sides, pressed her clitoris through her underwear, and masturbated frantically.
She opened her lips slightly, and the gap between her teeth made a poisonous hissing sound due to the rapid gasp. In the past, when she was irritable, she had to rub her hard like this for a few minutes, and her body would be filled with surging satisfaction in the tension.
But this time it didn't work. The gunshot just now seemed to echo in my ears, and the stinging pain in the inner wall of my vagina also reminded her instinct that she needed more hard stimulation, rather than soft fingers.
There is probably no shortage of men here, but of course Kshanna wouldn't go to find them.
Those shameless assholes are far less reliable than her gun.
After hesitating for a while, she pushed away her underwear, took out her pistol, removed the magazine, held the handle of the gun, slightly raised her hips, and aimed the cold muzzle at her already wet vagina.
The genitals are opening and closing, and warm juice is secreting.
She stared at the gun and slowly inserted it.
She is familiar with guns that are far more than men's penis, and the same is true of her enthusiasm for this kind of weapon.
As soon as she entered a piece, she couldn't help but tighten her lower body and felt the protruding sight of the muzzle with her surrounding tender flesh.
Well... um... She lowered her upper body, raised her waist and hips slightly, stepped on the ground, and separated her feet in a hip-bridge-like posture, held the gun in both hands, and poked the wet meat pot.
The pleasure quickly accumulated in a twisted form. She found the perfect position to be polished, rotated her weapon with one hand, stretched out her left arm, which was still in pain, and brought the rifle.
She narrowed her eyes, shook the broken hair on her forehead, spit out the tip of her tongue, pressed it against the cold barrel, and licked it slowly.
Of course that thing is not clean, but Ruksanna doesn't care.
She herself was already full of filth, and she was a pair made of heaven and earth with this dirty murder weapon.
This thought made her even more excited. She licked to the top of the barrel, opened her mouth and held it in her mouth, like the heroine in a lewd comic, sucking greedily.
Her gun will not ejaculate, only real bullets.
Bullets make women feel safe, while semen only makes women losers--either physically or socially.
This island is just magnifying this essence for people to see.
The pistol that poked the genitals slid faster and faster, and the mouth of the rifle was sucking and chasing the rhythm of the lower body desperately. The pleasure penetrated the upper and lower parts, making her spine more and more curved.
A lot of love fluid was flowing. Considering the safety of the pistol, she had to pull out the barrel, wipe it dry on her clothes, then turn it around, and try to insert it with the handle of the gun.
The grip is full of wear marks and is covered with rough anti-slip marks, which is not a cylinder suitable for insertion. However, if Kshanna's vaginal opening is already as slippery as the mouth of an oil bottle, after one corner enters first, the entire grip can easily spread her delicate slit into a lewd rectangle.
Oh...oh... She licked the rifle's sight, and the moans in her throat became louder and louder. The lustful star was brewing in her lower abdomen, waiting for an explosion.
She tried harder, and blue veins appeared on the back of her hand, and the trigger guard was like a scrotum made of metal, hitting her erect clitoris again and again.
The waist gradually floated up, and the ultimate pleasure was given to the red body by two murderous weapons.
After enjoying this twisted climax, Ruo Ksanna stretched and relaxed.
This time, she finally found the desire to sleep and fell into a deep dream.
The world in the dream is not beautiful, and Ksanna's spirit cannot get enough rest, but at least when she wakes up by the radio position and watch, her tired body has strength again.
She quickly took the gun, returned to the hidden observation point, paying attention to the movement outside, and looking down at her watch.
According to the broadcast message, the couple on the 125th have joined the battle again.
All the big fish were crazily hunting down the remaining small fish, and at the same time, fighting each other.
The fallen chastity alliance, all those who were given bullets by her, did not escape the fate of being hunted.
No. 9, No. 29, and No. 67 have lost all their scores and left the game. No. 11 and No. 33 have lost their big heads. It seems that they were successfully attacked by No. 4, while No. 36 should only have the scores in their mouths, which are in danger.
Only No. 3, the calm, gloomy and patient sniper's score increased a little.
As the No. 39 man was killed by the No. 1 woman, the female companion was exposed and was gang-raped. In the game, only the women whose scores had not changed yet were left, No. 27 and No. 168.
14 men and 27 women, there are 41 participants left in the whole game.
The latest broadcast message happened twenty minutes ago. It seems that with the arrival of noon, this ghost place ushered in a brief calm.
Ruksanna waited for a while and after confirming that no man came to find her, she simply cleaned up, left her hiding place, and prepared to return to the supermarket.
She temporarily gave up the idea of going to the hospital. Judging from the situation, among the remaining people, except for a few lucky weak chickens, they were all cunning foxes, and her wounds did not become serious. It was a wise choice to collect some supplies in the supermarket, hide in the manager's room and sleep for more than two hours.
During the movement, no new news appeared on the broadcast.
It seems that everyone chose to rest in the afternoon, waiting for the night to arrive.
That's right, after all, among the remaining women, the proportion of guns is already scary.
Now every time a man takes action, he should assume that the other party has a gun.
Ruoksanna considered it and decided to stop taking the initiative and temporarily change to a fixed-point defense.
There was still a bloodthirsty urge in her heart, but she knew that if she wanted to win the final victory, just like a bear hunter, she had to be patient and save ammunition by the way.
If Ksanna had already figured out the terrain of the dilapidated supermarket, she had already gone to the manager's room on the fourth floor, and had turned to the supermarket area on the first floor to get some food and drink and materials for making simple traps.
Perhaps her record here last night was too scary. Judging from the location record, there were no single women here to hide.
But she still has to be wary of men.
At this stage, probably no one will choose to avoid high-scoring women.
There are only four gift bags like her that carry a hundredth percentile. Anyone who can be separated can greatly improve the ranking.
Both No. 1 and No. 125 have male companions, so it is not that easy to find when hidden.
So, if Kshanna knows that she and No. 3 currently have the highest risk factor.
However, after the previous broadcast location, no man came here. Perhaps, the mainstream is still the one who acted cautiously?
She let some messy things occupy her mind, so that she would not want to hold the gun and look for the next prey once she was empty.
Pressing the elevator and pointing to the seventh floor, she turned around and walked into the stairwell and quickly walked to the fourth floor.
Her steps were light, and there was still no movement in the empty stairwell.
Soon, the exit on the fourth floor arrived.
She took out her pistol, carried the rifle behind her, sniffed the smell from the muzzle, exhaled slowly, pushed open the door, and flashed in.
A heavy punch hit her lower abdomen as soon as possible.
A spasm of her stomach felt, and her thin body floated into the air, sour water refluxed, and her throat burned. The unpleasant memories instantly filled Roxanna's mind.
Of course, the opponent's attack did not stop, and immediately he punched her very professionally to the side of her chin.
If you are hit, you will faint.
If you faint, you will be raped.
The anger was burning with stress. She raised her hand to block it, and immediately pulled the trigger with the other hand.
Bang!
The gunshots in the open mall will be louder than usual. Although I didn’t care about aiming, the terrazzo floor and the gorgeously decorated wall are full of the possibility of jumping, and it is also very powerful to open randomly.
The man instinctively avoided the other side, and the strength of the punch was also affected.
Ruo Kshanna staggered out of the door, immediately stretched out her legs and kicked the door back to its original position, while lying on the ground and moving backwards, raising her gun to aim at the door.
The man was about to rush out, but at first sight he saw that the gun had already pointed at this side, and immediately closed the door and retreated.
If Kshana rolled sideways and stood up, aiming at the inside through the door, her blood boiled by the large amount of adrenaline secretion.
Hearing the man's footsteps running away, she immediately knocked open the door and chased in.
The man moved very quickly, and after a while, he had already run to the corner of the office area.
Ruochsanna put away her pistol, took off her rifle, endured the pain in her left arm, and ran and chased after her.
Halfway through the run, she heard the sound of footsteps interrupted, realized that something was wrong, and immediately put the rifle behind her back, took out the pistol, leaned against the wall outside the corner, and moved to the side.
The man indeed stopped by the wall to prepare for ambush. As soon as he saw her appear, his cat's waist rushes and rushed into her arms.
Bang!Bang!
To leave bullets for the pistol, as soon as he saw the two shots hit the man's shoulder, Ruo Ksanna immediately retreated back and replaced it with a rifle in his hand, aiming it at his head.
Don't kill me!I am the policeman… The man raised his head and shouted in pain, I am really a policeman, my girlfriend is looking for a way to leave this island safely.We are No. 27, look... has she never killed anyone?
How to safely leave this island?There was a hint of mocking smile on the corner of Ruksanna's lips. Is there anyone looking for something that doesn't exist?
No, it exists!The man had a distorted facial features and he reached out to shout, but he needed everyone with strong strength to unite, so... I came to find you... people with high scores.Oh... Oh my God, please help me stop the bleeding.
No need to unite.Ruksanna looked at him coldly, without a trace of fluctuation in her azure blue eyes. I could leave the island safely as long as I killed the others.In addition, I hope you can learn not to use your fists as your opening remarks in your next life.
Bang!
A thin wisp of smoke came out of the muzzle.
Her ears were numb because of the shock. She rubbed them, walked over the body on the ground, and walked towards the manager's room.
Before opening the door, she glanced at the watch. The man didn't seem to be lying. His female companion was indeed No. 27, the one who had never scored.
Now she is in the hospital. Will she be there for safe leaving?
Ruksanna shook her head, walked into the manager's room, and began to lay out traps at the door.
It is better to give up boring distractions.
Can you really try it on you first?
Oh, I feel a little scared, can you close your eyes?
Hahaha, don’t stare at me like this, I don’t believe in your self-harm method.I would rather work hard to survive.I've taken your weapon, thank you.
Ah, don’t worry, I won’t kill you, if I violate the rules, I will be in trouble.
Your feet are not good-looking, so you should wear less high heels in the future... Oh, I forgot, you have no future.
If you run out of time and become a loser in the men's area, it has nothing to do with me.So, goodbye, thank you for your gun.And your stupid little, Lord, and will.
After leaving such a line, Dashi Jasmine left, while Tirena, her tendons were cut off, and she had absolutely no hope to arrive at the current female area before the time was used up.
She sent a signal to Andy for help, giving up her dignity, but her boyfriend did not respond. I don’t know if he was unwilling to pay attention to it or if he had already arrived in the women’s district to start a new round of hunting.
From a rule perspective, it should be the latter.
After all, she was taken away in violation of regulations, and Andy would be forced to kill.
The rules don’t seem to be saying whether this is a loophole, and no one dares to test it.
Of course, Tirena was unwilling to be a loser like this, so she crawled in the direction of the female area with her hands.
When the jeans were worn out, their knees and toes were tingling, and their physical strength was on the verge of exhaustion, Han Yuliang, who had searched for No. 4 in the world, picked her up.
Tirena didn't like oriental men, but when her weight of more than fifty kilograms was lifted by him with one hand and she carried her shoulders and walked vigorously, she realized that she would never be able to resist the other party's invasion.
So, she could only raise her wrist and rely on the translation system to state the results of her investigation.
This is her last bargaining chip, and she hopes to exchange for her own safety.
But the man didn't like to communicate with machines, and just listened throughout the whole process and didn't reply.
It was not until he finished talking to his female companion that he raised his hand and said to her who was almost vomited: You are lucky, my girlfriend plans to talk to you and listen to your thoughts.
I will talk to her well, so... please don't infringe on me.Tirena hurriedly begged, I am willing to be the first experimenter to show you the feasibility.
If it weren't for Tian Jingzi's heart-warming sex, Han Yuliang would definitely not be willing to make such a guarantee.
He is quite satisfied now. He can just settle down on both sides. He promised Xu Ting that he can still sell favors here. Okay, I will give you this opportunity. You'd better not play tricks. The first premise of my tenderness to women is that there is no deception.
No, I also hate deception. I became like this and was deceived by a woman!
No. 66 killed No. 64 man, scored + 13.
Tirena glanced at her watch and said angrily: It’s this Japanese bitch!This bastard who calls himself Mazli*!She lied to my gun and took it to kill someone!This despicable and shameless murderer!
(* Note: This is the Japanese pronunciation of Jasmine as the name)
Han Yuliang frowned, feeling like he was carrying a tweeter that didn't need to be plugged in.
I'm not a propaganda car, why do I get hurt by this?
So he gave Tirena a palm and sent her fainting.
This girl didn't have much time left, so she could only enter the women's area directly, without any room for maneuver.
Han Yuliang felt a little regretful. If he had known this, he would not have mentioned this woman to Xu Ting. He happily took her to the women's district to find a corner, and it would be over.
However, when he thought about how Xu Ting was dealing with this now, he would definitely be happier, unconsciously showing a smile, consuming more true energy, and running against the wind.
The sky gradually became brighter, and the grayness of the sky should have awakened the city's brilliance, but the center of Sakura Island never slept all night.
The women's area, which doesn't look big on the map, actually has several large buildings, full of space for evasion and sneak attacks.
After people were compressed, there was no more peace this morning.
A large number of women who have struggled to survive have become the most helpless victims during this period of time, but they still cannot be brave enough to kill and have no male companion protection and are constantly exposed.
The broadcast of scores came one after another, and one blow became the mainstream method. A woman was exposed to her position after being attacked. She didn't have time to escape far away and was attacked again by other men who came with the smell of fishy smell.
The men didn't even care about each other's obstacles, and acted in a hurry in a subtle tacit understanding, leaving the opportunity for murder to their female companions.
During the attack, many men noticed a strange phenomenon.
Many women who were hunted and gang-raped by them had gunshot wounds on their legs.
And on the map not long afterwards, they all noticed the most obvious change.
The chastity alliance no longer exists.
Those women who were originally grouping together to defend each other, fell apart and fled in disarray for some unknown reason.
The culprit of all this was that Ruochsanna, who was now tied with a bandage to tighten her left arm and was covered in bloodshot eyes.
The ammunition she collected was also a box of, one gun long and one short.
There were not many bullets in the pistol, so she kept them for suicide.
The spear was her most skilled weapon, and she almost never missed the move as long as she regarded those moving people as deer or pheasants in the forest.
After discovering that few men are still acting alone, Ruo Kshanna changed her action pattern.
She realized that if a woman was injured by her, either the male partner would quickly arrive to help and become her target, or she would be taken away from all the points and let the male partner be killed by the watch.
Then, things get simple.
As long as she stares at the woman's attack and hurts her legs without killing her, she can purify everyone on the island.
The bullets that were not enough were now much more abundant.
So, the first thing she has to deal with is the group of women including No. 3.
She knew that those women had no male companions.
But she was going to destroy that group.
She wanted to watch the women reveal their ferocious true faces under pressure, bite each other and frame them.
Moreover, she also knew that No. 3, who was injured by her, should be looking for her.
In that large supermarket, Ruksanna taught the group of women a lesson. In this world of modern weapons, a large population does not mean an unsolvable advantage.
She also taught the second lesson to No. 3.
In the last lesson, she taught No. 3 that shooting skills are not just about being accurate.
And she taught this lesson to No. 3 that hunters rely more on marksmanship.
The abandoned supermarket turned into a forest made of steel and cement, and Ruksanna traveled in it and launched a terrifying ghost-like attack.
She injured five of the women who were grouped together at the cost of being shot in her left arm.
The only regret is that she didn't really exchange fire with No. 3 from beginning to end.
If she hadn't focused too much on No. 3, she wouldn't have been shot by the layman No. 11.
The hospital is next door to the hiding place, but Ruksanna can't get there.
She was sure that the No. 3 gun had covered that path.
A man can easily enter through the male area, but she spent most of her time in the transfer and did not dare to take that risk to take a detour.
Anyway, she was not seriously injured. After trying it, she was a little unstable when holding the rifle, but as long as she gritted her teeth and held back, she should not miss the range she is best at.
As long as the gun is still there, as long as there are bullets, as long as she is no longer as stupid and innocent as before, if Kshanna believed that she would be the one who won the final victory.
Bang!
Familiar gunfire.
Ruksanna covered her body with the curtains and looked carefully.
A man died on the path on the side of the hospital gate, and his brain was flowing all over the floor.
She looked at her watch and it was indeed No. 3.
If Kshanna believed that at the end of this game, the survivors on women would definitely be experts in using guns.
The advantages of hot weapons are far from comparable to swords and even crossbows.
So she also wanted to kill No. 3 as soon as possible.
The biggest problem is that it cannot be killed directly.This was very bad for her.
No. 3 has better shooting skills than her. What she lacks is just the experience of shooting creatures, and she is not very good at tracking traces of men. She is mostly a shooting athlete.
If you can't kill her, and if you want her to lose the ability to resist, you must hurt her hand.
It is really difficult to aim at a target with a shooting posture and hit the arm while avoiding the risk of killing it.
Ruksanna couldn't think of a suitable solution for a while.
She originally wanted to observe for a while and guess the location of the ambush No. 3.
Coincidentally, the time for broadcast location No. 3 has come.
On the 3rd, she did not enter the supermarket to face her. It turned out that she went to the hospital to occupy the high point when her allies who had been in action for several days were beaten to death by her.
If the women's area after the map has been changed is the decisive battleground of the entire map, then the hospital.
It is probably the final battle point in the women's district.
There are less than twenty men left, and the number of women is also rapidly declining.
Who is the man and woman who can leave here alive? At most, the answer will be clear in three days.
If Kshanna thought she should have a sleep, and her long-term action would make her brain close to her limit.
But she was still excited. She arranged the warning device and closed her eyes, but still couldn't fall asleep.
What she repeatedly saw in the dark world was the last look of people who died because of her bullets, and the bastard who died on her and didn't know whether rape should be considered an attempt.
The restlessness could not be calmed down, and it seemed like a demon was expanding in his body.
She could only pull off the necklace on her chest and throw it hard on the ground with the pendant of the cross. Then, she bent her legs and took off her pants, opened her knees to both sides, pressed her clitoris through her underwear, and masturbated frantically.
She opened her lips slightly, and the gap between her teeth made a poisonous hissing sound due to the rapid gasp. In the past, when she was irritable, she had to rub her hard like this for a few minutes, and her body would be filled with surging satisfaction in the tension.
But this time it didn't work. The gunshot just now seemed to echo in my ears, and the stinging pain in the inner wall of my vagina also reminded her instinct that she needed more hard stimulation, rather than soft fingers.
There is probably no shortage of men here, but of course Kshanna wouldn't go to find them.
Those shameless assholes are far less reliable than her gun.
After hesitating for a while, she pushed away her underwear, took out her pistol, removed the magazine, held the handle of the gun, slightly raised her hips, and aimed the cold muzzle at her already wet vagina.
The genitals are opening and closing, and warm juice is secreting.
She stared at the gun and slowly inserted it.
She is familiar with guns that are far more than men's penis, and the same is true of her enthusiasm for this kind of weapon.
As soon as she entered a piece, she couldn't help but tighten her lower body and felt the protruding sight of the muzzle with her surrounding tender flesh.
Well... um... She lowered her upper body, raised her waist and hips slightly, stepped on the ground, and separated her feet in a hip-bridge-like posture, held the gun in both hands, and poked the wet meat pot.
The pleasure quickly accumulated in a twisted form. She found the perfect position to be polished, rotated her weapon with one hand, stretched out her left arm, which was still in pain, and brought the rifle.
She narrowed her eyes, shook the broken hair on her forehead, spit out the tip of her tongue, pressed it against the cold barrel, and licked it slowly.
Of course that thing is not clean, but Ruksanna doesn't care.
She herself was already full of filth, and she was a pair made of heaven and earth with this dirty murder weapon.
This thought made her even more excited. She licked to the top of the barrel, opened her mouth and held it in her mouth, like the heroine in a lewd comic, sucking greedily.
Her gun will not ejaculate, only real bullets.
Bullets make women feel safe, while semen only makes women losers--either physically or socially.
This island is just magnifying this essence for people to see.
The pistol that poked the genitals slid faster and faster, and the mouth of the rifle was sucking and chasing the rhythm of the lower body desperately. The pleasure penetrated the upper and lower parts, making her spine more and more curved.
A lot of love fluid was flowing. Considering the safety of the pistol, she had to pull out the barrel, wipe it dry on her clothes, then turn it around, and try to insert it with the handle of the gun.
The grip is full of wear marks and is covered with rough anti-slip marks, which is not a cylinder suitable for insertion. However, if Kshanna's vaginal opening is already as slippery as the mouth of an oil bottle, after one corner enters first, the entire grip can easily spread her delicate slit into a lewd rectangle.
Oh...oh... She licked the rifle's sight, and the moans in her throat became louder and louder. The lustful star was brewing in her lower abdomen, waiting for an explosion.
She tried harder, and blue veins appeared on the back of her hand, and the trigger guard was like a scrotum made of metal, hitting her erect clitoris again and again.
The waist gradually floated up, and the ultimate pleasure was given to the red body by two murderous weapons.
After enjoying this twisted climax, Ruo Ksanna stretched and relaxed.
This time, she finally found the desire to sleep and fell into a deep dream.
The world in the dream is not beautiful, and Ksanna's spirit cannot get enough rest, but at least when she wakes up by the radio position and watch, her tired body has strength again.
She quickly took the gun, returned to the hidden observation point, paying attention to the movement outside, and looking down at her watch.
According to the broadcast message, the couple on the 125th have joined the battle again.
All the big fish were crazily hunting down the remaining small fish, and at the same time, fighting each other.
The fallen chastity alliance, all those who were given bullets by her, did not escape the fate of being hunted.
No. 9, No. 29, and No. 67 have lost all their scores and left the game. No. 11 and No. 33 have lost their big heads. It seems that they were successfully attacked by No. 4, while No. 36 should only have the scores in their mouths, which are in danger.
Only No. 3, the calm, gloomy and patient sniper's score increased a little.
As the No. 39 man was killed by the No. 1 woman, the female companion was exposed and was gang-raped. In the game, only the women whose scores had not changed yet were left, No. 27 and No. 168.
14 men and 27 women, there are 41 participants left in the whole game.
The latest broadcast message happened twenty minutes ago. It seems that with the arrival of noon, this ghost place ushered in a brief calm.
Ruksanna waited for a while and after confirming that no man came to find her, she simply cleaned up, left her hiding place, and prepared to return to the supermarket.
She temporarily gave up the idea of going to the hospital. Judging from the situation, among the remaining people, except for a few lucky weak chickens, they were all cunning foxes, and her wounds did not become serious. It was a wise choice to collect some supplies in the supermarket, hide in the manager's room and sleep for more than two hours.
During the movement, no new news appeared on the broadcast.
It seems that everyone chose to rest in the afternoon, waiting for the night to arrive.
That's right, after all, among the remaining women, the proportion of guns is already scary.
Now every time a man takes action, he should assume that the other party has a gun.
Ruoksanna considered it and decided to stop taking the initiative and temporarily change to a fixed-point defense.
There was still a bloodthirsty urge in her heart, but she knew that if she wanted to win the final victory, just like a bear hunter, she had to be patient and save ammunition by the way.
If Ksanna had already figured out the terrain of the dilapidated supermarket, she had already gone to the manager's room on the fourth floor, and had turned to the supermarket area on the first floor to get some food and drink and materials for making simple traps.
Perhaps her record here last night was too scary. Judging from the location record, there were no single women here to hide.
But she still has to be wary of men.
At this stage, probably no one will choose to avoid high-scoring women.
There are only four gift bags like her that carry a hundredth percentile. Anyone who can be separated can greatly improve the ranking.
Both No. 1 and No. 125 have male companions, so it is not that easy to find when hidden.
So, if Kshanna knows that she and No. 3 currently have the highest risk factor.
However, after the previous broadcast location, no man came here. Perhaps, the mainstream is still the one who acted cautiously?
She let some messy things occupy her mind, so that she would not want to hold the gun and look for the next prey once she was empty.
Pressing the elevator and pointing to the seventh floor, she turned around and walked into the stairwell and quickly walked to the fourth floor.
Her steps were light, and there was still no movement in the empty stairwell.
Soon, the exit on the fourth floor arrived.
She took out her pistol, carried the rifle behind her, sniffed the smell from the muzzle, exhaled slowly, pushed open the door, and flashed in.
A heavy punch hit her lower abdomen as soon as possible.
A spasm of her stomach felt, and her thin body floated into the air, sour water refluxed, and her throat burned. The unpleasant memories instantly filled Roxanna's mind.
Of course, the opponent's attack did not stop, and immediately he punched her very professionally to the side of her chin.
If you are hit, you will faint.
If you faint, you will be raped.
The anger was burning with stress. She raised her hand to block it, and immediately pulled the trigger with the other hand.
Bang!
The gunshots in the open mall will be louder than usual. Although I didn’t care about aiming, the terrazzo floor and the gorgeously decorated wall are full of the possibility of jumping, and it is also very powerful to open randomly.
The man instinctively avoided the other side, and the strength of the punch was also affected.
Ruo Kshanna staggered out of the door, immediately stretched out her legs and kicked the door back to its original position, while lying on the ground and moving backwards, raising her gun to aim at the door.
The man was about to rush out, but at first sight he saw that the gun had already pointed at this side, and immediately closed the door and retreated.
If Kshana rolled sideways and stood up, aiming at the inside through the door, her blood boiled by the large amount of adrenaline secretion.
Hearing the man's footsteps running away, she immediately knocked open the door and chased in.
The man moved very quickly, and after a while, he had already run to the corner of the office area.
Ruochsanna put away her pistol, took off her rifle, endured the pain in her left arm, and ran and chased after her.
Halfway through the run, she heard the sound of footsteps interrupted, realized that something was wrong, and immediately put the rifle behind her back, took out the pistol, leaned against the wall outside the corner, and moved to the side.
The man indeed stopped by the wall to prepare for ambush. As soon as he saw her appear, his cat's waist rushes and rushed into her arms.
Bang!Bang!
To leave bullets for the pistol, as soon as he saw the two shots hit the man's shoulder, Ruo Ksanna immediately retreated back and replaced it with a rifle in his hand, aiming it at his head.
Don't kill me!I am the policeman… The man raised his head and shouted in pain, I am really a policeman, my girlfriend is looking for a way to leave this island safely.We are No. 27, look... has she never killed anyone?
How to safely leave this island?There was a hint of mocking smile on the corner of Ruksanna's lips. Is there anyone looking for something that doesn't exist?
No, it exists!The man had a distorted facial features and he reached out to shout, but he needed everyone with strong strength to unite, so... I came to find you... people with high scores.Oh... Oh my God, please help me stop the bleeding.
No need to unite.Ruksanna looked at him coldly, without a trace of fluctuation in her azure blue eyes. I could leave the island safely as long as I killed the others.In addition, I hope you can learn not to use your fists as your opening remarks in your next life.
Bang!
A thin wisp of smoke came out of the muzzle.
Her ears were numb because of the shock. She rubbed them, walked over the body on the ground, and walked towards the manager's room.
Before opening the door, she glanced at the watch. The man didn't seem to be lying. His female companion was indeed No. 27, the one who had never scored.
Now she is in the hospital. Will she be there for safe leaving?
Ruksanna shook her head, walked into the manager's room, and began to lay out traps at the door.
It is better to give up boring distractions.
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