Fast through the white moonlight: boss, pick up the morals

Chapter 799 The Flower in the Palm (3)

His kiss is very comfortable.

The two have different ideas, but what they all agree on is their compliments to each other.

"How about..." a simple and honest man suggested, "Let's report our number first? Shouldn't this affect the game?"

The two camps change every day, presumably for the convenience of the game.

His proposal was seconded by others.

Everyone showed their numbers.

"number 1."

"number 13."

Li Weixi glanced at his number, number 9.

Chris is number 7.

What a coincidence, they are actually the same group.

There were five women and eight men in the room, plus her a little girl.The honest and honest man is No. 3, and the woman who spoke first is No. 2, in her thirties, with wrinkles on her face. No. 1, No. 6, No. 8, and No. 11 look young and young, and they are probably still college students.

This kind of life-and-death game, anyone really dares to have it.

More than a dozen people looked at each other, as if they were remembering each other, Kress hugged Li Weixi, casually playing with her fingers.

The sympathy has already gained a wave, and it is meaningless to be a dick again. Li Weixi played the role of a transparent person and listened to their chat quietly.

Number 3 looks honest, but not talkative. No. 4 is a woman with a charming posture. She played tricks a little bit, and it was tricked out that she is 43 years old and a migrant worker. It is just a matter of luck to participate in the game.

Such people usually die early.

Li Weixi muttered in her heart.

With 15 minutes to go, Kleis walked quickly towards Room 1 with Li Weixi in his arms. The others also realized this and walked into the room as quickly as possible and closed the door.

[Successfully divided into camps. 】

[First day, start. 】

The handwriting disappeared, the scene in front of him changed again, and no sound could be heard from the next door.

The world is so big, full of surprises, Li Weixi even smiled and wondered if the next door went to another parallel time and space.

The villa was divided into two, and the seven of them gathered in one room.This should be a bedroom, well decorated, with a few blank sheets of paper on the bed.

There was only one woman in the room, and the honest man was the first to announce one of her numbers, number 13.She was wearing a pair of round-rimmed glasses. Seeing this, she went forward to pick up the few pieces of paper, and a small folder fell out of it.

Black and white, standard Song typeface, is printed.

"The night gave me black eyes, but I used them to find light," read out on the 13th, "Gu Cheng's "One Generation". The whole poem only has two sentences."

The honest No. 3 immediately leaned over: "Gu Cheng? Oh, is he a poet?"

No. 13 frowned: "The outstanding representative of the Obscure faction..."

As he spoke, he began to introduce Gu Cheng's life without end, which made Li Weixi's ears hurt.This woman is either a teacher or engaged in literary work, and she is an aunt type, nagging, it must be uncomfortable to be her student.

I don't know who she is, so I will definitely kill her first later.

Kress still smiled softly, "Children don't really like studying, do they?"

Li Weixi turned her face away.

No, no, let her recite the periodic table of elements and she can do it backwards...

The boy who looks like a college student No. 1 wants to go out of the room to find clues elsewhere.Unexpectedly, when he turned the wrench, he exclaimed, "This door is locked!"

Man 5, who is closest to the window, goes to draw the curtains.

The sunshine was just right, and the arc was cold, which made people feel unwarmed. He said with a cold face: "The windows are also locked."

　I still remember that before I was divided into arts and sciences, I often played Werewolf with a group of boys in physical education class.The most 666 game I've ever played was that five people died overnight, the werewolf killed the lover, the witch poisoned the hunter, the hunter took the player away, and another one died by voting.There was another time when the elder was killed on the second night, all priests lost their abilities, and a group of werewolves and a group of civilians were fighting for acting skills... Hahaha The plot of werewolf killing in this article is partly derived from life experience.Guess Dashun's identity?

　　good night.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)