Chapter 640 Assessment Game 22

Two thumps.

The bodies of two trumpets fell from the sky.

His eyes were gouged out, his tongue was cut off, his nose was cut off, and his ears were cut off, but he could tell who it was at a glance.

"Who? Who is it?"

The child's two fathers roared.

The others stopped the meeting and ran upstairs one after another.

"Hey, they are here, let's run in two."

Fu Anan looked at the dazed woman, afraid of being accidentally hurt, she didn't dare to provoke her, so she quickly assigned a route and left.

A group of people ran upstairs.

Fu Anan ran downstairs from another staircase, found Teacher Guan Nan's room, and smashed the door lock with an axe.

Open the door and let everyone inside out,

"They already know that you killed the man, everyone run away!"

Fu An'an stood at the door and shouted loudly, covering the faces of the male teachers sitting inside.

"They really killed people!"

"Hurry up, don't let them escape!"

The people upstairs rushed down when they heard the movement.

"Why are you still standing there? They are all discussing how to kill you!"

After Fu An'an said this, he quickly ran away and hid in a house.

The villagers have reached the second floor.

Hearing the approaching footsteps, the male teachers finally panicked. They ran out scrambling to sneak around the villagers.

Of the six male support teachers, only four remained. Faced with limited space and surrounded by more than 400 people, they were in a difficult situation.

Fu Anan took the opportunity to sneak into the kitchen and searched around.

In fact, poisoning is definitely the easiest and most efficient way to wipe out the entire tulou group.

But the game system will not give her such a big loophole.

Not to mention poison, not even laxatives.

She took two large buckets of water, put away two baskets of freshly steamed white flour steamed buns and a dish of cured pork ribs, and then turned her attention to the vegetable oil and wood in the kitchen.

Vegetable oil and wood are all put away.

There are also kitchen knives, chili powder, salt, vinegar, and a large iron pot that has been used for an unknown number of years.

After stealing the cauldron, people from the village also came to find it.

Two men blocked the door with hoes on their shoulders and looked at each other.

Then they moved towards Fu An'an from left to right, and the iron hoe raised high slammed at her.

Fu Anan dodged quickly, jumped up onto the stove, threw herself at the relatively thin one, and broke their necks in an instant.

The remaining one didn't expect Fu An'an to be so powerful, so he yelled outside,

"Come here! There are..."

Seeing this, Fu An'an reached out and grabbed a handful of wood ash from the burning stove, and threw it towards him.

The man took a bite because he opened his mouth wide.

Fu An'an took the opportunity to rush up, raised the knife in his hand, and ended his life with a kitchen knife.

But the man's signal has been sent out.

The villagers who heard it gathered dozens of them in an instant, rushing towards the kitchen with various agricultural tools.

This wood ash works a bit.

With a wave of his hand, Fu Anan put all the wood ash in the belly of the firewood stove and the flour on the side into the space, and sent a wave to the rushing crowd first.

Smudge their eyes with wood ash, and clear out the first ones, and she slips away quickly.

There are too many people in the place.

Hard-boiled can't win.

The enemy retreats and advances, the enemy attacks and I run, shoot two shots for a place, and never stay in the same position for too long.

Fu An'an, who had changed positions again, suddenly sighed a little--the guerrilla style summed up by the ancestors, which used to be quite timid, is really delicious now.

good night everyone~