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Chapter 161: Judgment of Death (2) Messenger

"Messenger, what is it?" The person who asked this question was not Yan Jinyue, but the girl representing Gluttony.

If the woman before was labeled as arrogant, no one would doubt it, after all, these two words were written on her from head to toe, but the girl who was labeled as "gluttony" did not fit the conventional stereotype of gluttony.

She was very thin, so thin that she was just skin and bones, with a pale face and thin body. Her facial features could still be vaguely seen as they were originally beautiful, with big eyes, double eyelids, and a high nose bridge. But because she was too thin, her cheeks were sunken, her skin and flesh were tightly attached to her bones, her cheekbones were very prominent, her eye sockets were deep, but her eyeballs were slightly bulging outwards.

She was obviously only in her twenties, but her eyes were dull and lifeless, and she looked even more haggard than that of an old woman.

The arrogant girl looked her over, her eyes especially lingering on her sleeves where cotton wool was coming out, and sneered mercilessly: "You don't even know the rules, what are you doing here?"

"This is my first time here." The gluttonous girl was neither angry nor embarrassed by her contempt. She just stated calmly.

"So you're new here, so it's normal that you don't know the rules." The greedy man said, pretending to look at his watch. The watch was glittering with gold, and although it was vulgar, it was obviously worth a lot of money.

"The messenger is the messenger of the god of death. He acts on behalf of the god of death and is also the host of this game."

The "greedy" man was wearing the favorite outfit of so-called successful men - a burgundy turtleneck sweater and light-colored casual pants. However, the opposite happened. He did not get the casual elite style he wanted. Instead, his proud beer belly that was about to burst out made him look even more greasy.

Yan Jinyue tried very hard to avert her eyes from his shiny forehead, which he tried to cover with one side of his hair, and tried her best to suppress the corners of her lips.

The greedy man looked around and asked, "Besides her, are there any other newcomers among you?"

The jealous man and the lustful man both raised their hands, and seeing this, Yan Jinyue also raised her hand.

The "Angry" man frowned, "Why are there so many newcomers in this game?"

"Isn't it good to have more newcomers?" The arrogant woman looked at her exquisite manicure with a half-smile on her face.

The angry man understood her implication almost immediately and smiled meaningfully.

More newcomers means that these "old players" have a greater chance of winning. After all, this game is a life-and-death game, and they are all competitors.

"Can I participate in this game repeatedly?" Although Yan Jinyue didn't understand the purpose and operation of this game, she couldn't ask rashly and could only change the question.

"Of course." The greedy man smiled, his eyes shining. "As long as you win once, like me, believe me, you won't be able to stop."

"Yeah, who can refuse one more chance to make a wish come true?" The angry man also laughed.

"So, you won before and have realized your wish?" the lustful man asked excitedly.

"I've won five times." The arrogant girl raised her chin, proud and arrogant, "Of course, this will be my sixth time."

"Three times," said the Greedy Man.

The angry man also said proudly: "I have done it five times too."

"Have you met this before? In the same game?" This question was asked by Yan Jinyue again.

Fury, Greed, and Arrogance looked at each other and started laughing at the same time.

The arrogant woman laughed: "If I had encountered it before, I can't encounter it now."

"There can only be one winner in a game, how can they exist at the same time?" The furious man sneered.

Yan Jinyue continued to ask: "There is only one winner in a game, so what about the others? What will happen to the others?"

"Of course it's death!" The arrogant woman laughed even more wildly, "Didn't you sign an agreement with the god of death? The loser will have his soul harvested by him!"

The jealous man and the lustful man were both frightened and looked at each other with ugly expressions.

"So I really will die?" The jealous man said in a trembling voice, "Then I won't participate. I want to go home..."

He almost immediately went to the door. Before he opened it, the door was pushed open from the outside. Cold wind and snow rushed in almost immediately. The jealous man was hit by some invisible force and collapsed on the ground. A pair of black leather shoes stepped in first, stained with a little snow that had not yet melted. Then the man in black walked in, looking down at him, his voice as cold as ice:

"Those who abstain shall die."

The jealous man was so frightened at the sound of the last word that he trembled and hurriedly crawled back, hiding behind the angry man and the others, staring at him with wide eyes in fear.

So does everyone else.

The man was wearing a long black coat, which was neat and clean, perfectly showing his tall and straight figure with broad shoulders and narrow waist. He was wearing black trousers, which outlined his straight and beautiful lines.

He stood there, looking over with a calm gaze, his temperament was dignified and cold, and there was a sense of calm and solemnity that made people feel awe.

The angry man, the greedy man, and the arrogant woman changed their previous proud attitudes and all put on flattering smiles to greet the man:
"Mr. Envoy, you are finally here. We have been waiting for you for a long time." The funny thing is that the most flattering person is actually the arrogant woman.

But the messenger did not give them a good look. His cold black eyes swept over them and the people behind them. He only stayed on Yan Jinyue for a moment and then calmly moved away.

Yan Jinyue curled the corners of her lips and felt a lot more relaxed.

Because the messenger is her lover.

Although Yan Jinyue was a little angry because she was inexplicably thrown here, when she saw her lover's jade-like face, all her anger disappeared completely.

Who told her that she is a face-obsessed person whose values ​​are determined by her facial features, and her lover is particularly good-looking.

The black clothes and black hair make the man's skin look even colder and whiter. His superior bone structure and exquisite and perfect skin are perfectly combined, as if it was the exclusive preference of the Creator.

"Everyone, take your seats." The messenger said coldly.

He was referring to the long table in the middle of the living room. There were eight seats in total, three on the left and four on the right, arranged from biggest to smallest according to the seven deadly sins. The three on the left were from pride to wrath, and the four on the right were from laziness to lust.

The messenger's position is in the middle.

Yan Jinyue happened to be sitting on his left, but after she sat down, she didn't look at him anymore, but pretended to look away.

The messenger glanced at the little girl calmly, and a faint smile flashed across his eyes, like a dragonfly skimming the water. However, when he looked at others, he returned to his aloof and cold attitude.

"Hello everyone. Please allow me to introduce myself first. My name is Xie Louwu, the messenger of the God of Death, and the host of this God of Death game."

"Now I will announce the rules of this game."

"1. Complete your personal mission without letting others know. The mission is in your room, please find it on your own."

"Second, there are mysterious beings in this house. Don't be killed by them."

"Three, find one thing that Death has hidden in this house."

Then, Xie Louwu took out another stack of cards and said:
"In addition to the seven deadly sins, you will be given a dual identity."

"This dual identity determines the special abilities each of you will gain. Be careful not to let others know your identity, otherwise..."

"Your abilities will be gone."

"You will also be killed instantly by the mysterious creature."

"Okay, the Death Game officially begins."

"Please remember, you only have seven days, and..."

He curved his lips, his smile charming yet cruel: "Remember, there is only one winner in the end."

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