A few strands of honey-colored curly hair fell on his shoulders. The girl behind him buried her head in Elliot's neck. The young man hugged by her drooped his eyebrows slightly, and his eyelashes covered his half-bright and half-dark dark eyes.
"Aye," Siren saw that he was silent, and rubbed his neck like a spoiled child: "Don't you have anything to say to me?"
"What?" Elliot turned around and stroked the girl's fair cheek with his fingers: "I like your original face better than this one. Why don't you change it back?"
"Not only do you like me, you even want to dig my eyes out."
Facing the mermaid's complaint, Elliot smiled faintly. His eyes flicked over the doctor lying on the ground. Before he was drugged and completely lost consciousness, he clearly remembered that it was the doctor's voice that suggested cutting off his hands and feet. The other hunters were reckless, and Nancy was a woman, so it was most likely that the doctor cut off his tendons with his own hands. At this point, the possibility of winning the game was close to zero. Even if he won, he had no intention of teaming up with the doctor. In addition, he had a vengeful personality, so it would be better to use the mermaid's hand to kill everyone first, and then find a way to get rid of the mermaid.
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