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It was night, except for some people who were in a difficult situation and hadn't joined the live page yet.
At this time, there are billions of people around the world watching the live broadcast of this killing.
When the first crossbow bolt passed through Scarface's body.
Until the final confrontation with Huang Biao, after the effortless beheading, these people who witnessed the whole process in the live broadcast room were completely stupid.
Simply neat.
Killing without blinking.
executioner.
Devil.
China's No. [-] Refuge.
Well equipped.
elegant.
Dream lover (cross this out!)
...
I checked my eyes, I met the right person~
When countless labels appeared on the same person, Su Mo's identity seemed to be shrouded in a layer of fog, making it difficult for people to see the truth under the fog!
Which is Soma?
Maybe both, maybe neither.
Following Sumo step by step, he walked back to the high ground of the refuge.
The camera was also driven simultaneously, and everyone saw with their own eyes what is called a real underground shelter.
A solid stone gate stands above the ground. The precise structure and simple patterns cannot be built by manpower.
Through the hole dug next to the stone gate, the thick stone wall lies on the ground, which makes people feel full of security at first sight.
Three scratch-like stone drains are scattered on the back of the hill, draining all the pouring acid rain into the acid rain lake below.
Several dead people were lying around the shelter...
All this happened in less than 10 minutes.
The next moment, as the camera zoomed in again, everyone excitedly thought that Su Mo was going to talk about the refuge, and when he was pulling people together.
The shelter's live page clicked and turned into darkness.
The prompt above also changed to that the anchor is temporarily absent, and will be notified after the broadcast starts.
"???"
"Is God Su so cold? It turns out that this is the posture of an expert in the world! Worshiping!"
"Is there something missing? I am willing to join God Su's Sanctuary unconditionally, even if I have to work eighteen hours a day?"
"I, Tom, went straight ahead and worked overtime on Saturdays and Sundays! I just want to live in this kind of shelter"
"You said, could it be that Sumo is the only one in this refuge, and that's why he has no idea of recruiting members?"
"No way, such a large and strong shelter can be built by one person???"
"Who else remembers that on the first day, God Su hung up the water and sold it, and even bought Chen Pingan's old dog's illustrated book?"
"Chen Ping's old dog is not a son of man!"
"..."
Seeing that Su Mo turned off the live broadcast room without saying a word, everyone was dumbfounded.
In most chat private messages, the word "Somo" has become a hot word, and almost everyone is discussing what they saw and heard just now.
The only underground shelter!
Killer Demon King!
All of a sudden, if Weibo still existed, what happened tonight would definitely skyrocket and firmly occupy the top spot in the trending searches.
Chapter 31 Absorbs Broken Core
[Record]: Your continuous live broadcast time has accumulated more than 15 minutes, and the random airdrop reward will be distributed before the next disaster.
Hearing the prompt from the game panel, Su Mo decisively entered the management interface and chose to turn off the live broadcast.
Under the live broadcast, every move is monitored by billions of people.
In civilized times, he might have laughed a few times, happy that he was pissed off.
But in this last days where people eat people but don't spit out their bones, the more exposed, the more dangerous.
Walking quickly to the place where the scarred face of the hill was dead, Su Mo looked at it.
"Well, these people are really hard to deal with, trouble"
Killing people only needs to pull the trigger lightly, but it takes a lot of thought to deal with these people.
It's okay on a rainy night, the smell can't travel very far, if it's exposed to the sun instead, I'm afraid it will attract a large number of mutant creatures in a day or two.
Maybe even a plague breaks out.
Opening the manufacturing page, Su Mo rubbed a stone spear again.
Holding the stone spear, holding back his nausea, he hung the tip of the stone spear on Scarface's clothes, Su Mo breathed a sigh of relief.
In the age of civilization, he was afraid of killing a chicken, but he didn't expect to end up with five lives just after the end of the world.
Although these people are bandits, the moral concepts established in the civilized era are still slightly restraining human nature.
"Hey, what is this?"
After dragging Scarface's corpse away, Su Mo was surprised to find that a tortoise shell emitting a faint light appeared on the spot where Scarface lay down.
"Isn't this the shelter that was going to be placed at the beginning?"
Picking up the tortoise shell, Su Mo was pleasantly surprised and began to look at the properties of the tortoise shell.