Brother Li failed to get out of the order today

Chapter 390 Killing Countdown

The dining table was very big, and Li Lou and the others sat Si Ling, Shen Yi, Qing Aiyu, and Li Lou from left to right.

Now that Qing Aixuan is making such a fuss, Li Lou wants to change positions.

But after looking at the positions of his three teammates, he became silent.

Changing with Shen Yi is still next to Qing Aiyu.

Swap with Si Ling...

No, Si Ling won't talk to her.

With a paralyzed face, Li Lou didn't care what Qing Aichen was up to, but looked at his food.

It's a weird food that the West will make for Halloween. Li Lou's plate is a skinned human head. The brain kernel made of unknown ingredients is very realistic, even the blood stains are like this.

But Li Lou was sure that this was food, she couldn't see the other ingredients, but the blood should be made of tomato sauce.

And the plate of food that scared Qing Aichen was a severed arm composed of bread and ham slices.

Because it was so realistic, even though he knew it was food, Li Lou lost his appetite.

Although she hasn't eaten for a day, she can bear it!
Looking up at the others, most of them were frightened by the food, but their reactions were not as extreme as Qing Aixuan.

Li Lou also saw a fair-looking, thin boy tremblingly holding a fork to eat the scary food in front of him. His eyelids were trembling with fear, but he still put it in his mouth without chewing. The movement was swallowed abruptly.

This is not over yet, he slammed the table violently, the table trembled slightly, his palms were still shaking against the table, but he still sneered at the crowd with his blue and red face: "Such a little kid's play will scare you so much!" Dare to eat? Coward!"

After finishing speaking, he couldn't care less about seeing everyone's reaction, and fell back to the chair paralyzed, with his head lowered.

Although everyone had strange expressions about what he had done, no one made a sound.

For a while, the restaurant became silent again.

Until the system sound rang in Li Lou's mind, Li Lou frowned.

[Please try to find the target as soon as possible, if you haven't determined the target for more than 12 hours, kill it]

Li Lou: cnm!

[Destroy countdown: 10 hours, 47 minutes and 23 seconds]

Li Lou: "..." Is there anything more helpless than knowing the countdown to your own death?

I'm not sure if other people have the task of maintaining the personality, but seeing the bold speech of the thin boy just now, Li Lou has some guesses of his own.

But she doesn't care about the others, but the other three members of her own team. Judging by Si Ling's sudden temperament, it is obvious that his target of attack is in their team, and he looks at her from time to time. Li Lou has a headache because of his instinct. Tell her that the target of Si Ling's attack may be her...

As for Qing Aiyu's various reactions, it is obvious that the target of the attack is also in their team of four, and it is also uncertain who it is, but Li Lou's ominous premonition is very accurate...

As for Shen Yi, Li Lou looked at him again, and he looked normal at the moment, and he didn't do anything that was too different from his own personality.

Judging by his rather relaxed demeanor, it is obvious that he is not troubled and needs to find his own target.

Li Lou observed silently, silently, lamenting his faults in a corner alone.

There is a time limit to find the target of the capture, and the target of her capture is displayed as unknown, so it is really difficult to find any clues.

Li Lou was distressed, and heard the system tone again, but this time it was not for a single individual, but for all of them.

Observing the reactions of other people at the table, this time it was confirmed that all the people present were the testers.

[Welcome to Ireland's home. Mr. Ireland is a person who is fascinated by cooking. His wish is to cook delicious food for everyone, especially for the guests who come to the house. I sincerely hope that everyone will rate this dinner 】

As he was talking, the system sound suddenly sounded like nails scratching the blackboard, and his tone became weird: [One to ten, how much would you rate the food carefully prepared by Mr. Ireland? 】

(End of this chapter)