My cards are not straight

Chapter 30
[Skill Card: Dagger

Conditions of use: This is an ordinary dagger, which can be used by individuals, and has no special effect.

Use times: 10/10]

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This is too serious!
Not even willing to give an enchantment!
Wen Ning suffered an internal injury, this card would explode in the entire horror game circle.

This time, Xiaowei really left.

Wen Ning tidied up the card in her hand, and it was the only one she could use when going around - musical instrument proficiency.

I saw that Wen Ning picked up the lid of the trash can while avoiding the strange attack.

It's time to witness the miracle.

The lids of the two trash cans became cymbals in her hands, and a song Penghu Bay sounded.

Sly: It hurts, it hurts too much!

The cunning who fell into chaos changed from avoiding objects and attacking people methodically to treating every object equally without any rules.

"what!"

Wen Ning hugged her head in pain. Why did she get hurt more if she used a skill card than if she didn't.

As time passed by, Wen Ning felt that the direction of the story could not be used to these six beasts.

When the hourglass dropped the last grain of sand, Wen Ning slapped herself, pretending to be surprised: "It doesn't hurt! Am I dreaming!"

When the hourglass finishes leaking, force it to pop up.

Nine pairs of eyes, two pairs of shocked, one pair of interested, six pairs of speechless.

Wen Ning touched the arm that was left with burn marks from being rubbed by Gui, calmly brushed her hair and said, "Ji Cao, don't be six."

"You... your face?"

Li Tingting's voice was as big as a mosquito, piercing the silent atmosphere.

"Huh?" Wen Ning stretched out her hand to stroke her right cheek, the wet and waxy touch made her gasp.

She quickly took out her mobile phone and turned on the front camera. She was careless and forgot to cut her nails. Because the movement of shaking herself was too smooth, the nails left a shallow scar on her face.

Wen Ning put away her phone and put her hands on the table and asked softly, "I'm out of shape. Fortunately, I'm not a member of the Appearance Association. By the way, who should I tell the story now?"

Following her voice, the round table trembled weakly twice, and with a snap, it cracked!

The voice was clear and sweet, which attracted the attention of the king and pope who were closest to Wen Ning.

"Ok?"

Her questioning tone and cold eyes made the king and pope look away immediately.

"Ahem, it's my turn."

The king coughed in embarrassment, "You opened your eyes and found that you were at home. Everything just now was indeed a dream. But at noon that day, a news broadcast on the local TV station showed a murder, and the location was exactly the alley in your dream."

"You found that the deceased was no different from the ghost in your dream, and traces of a struggle were detected at the scene. You chose because of fear..." the queen answered.

Zhang San entered the plot, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he sat in front of the TV and watched the news.
The content in the news was exactly the same as the place Wen Ning experienced just now. According to the plot given by the queen, Zhang San took out his mask and put it on, lowered the peaked cap he was already wearing and went out.

The queen is very satisfied, it is interesting to hide XZ.

Immediately after Zhang San's actions surprised her, Zhang San sneaked up to the front desk of the bureau, and opened his mouth, "I want to surrender, man, I killed it."

Queen: (⊙⊙)?

Zhang Sanqing, who was locked in the small black room, confessed his intentions sincerely. The interrogating police officers looked at each other and nodded. One of them asked, "Are you sure you killed the man?"

Zhang San said excitedly, "It's not me, it could be someone! I even dreamed that that person came to me, and the real plot can't be real."

"You mean you had a weird dream?"

Another police officer glanced at Zhang San suspiciously.

Zhang San nodded his head, jokingly, in this copy of the story of Solitaire who would be cranky at any time, only the awe-inspiring police station can give him an absolute sense of security.

Suddenly, the small black room was opened, and a female police officer winked at the two police officers in the interrogation room. They walked over and stood at the door to talk.

"What did your boss say?"

"I've checked everything about the trajectory of the action, and it's no problem."

A police officer glanced at Zhang San, and asked again: "Disturbing the public security order, take him away and lock him up for a few days."

"Well, but the director said to take the person down to prepare for the drug test first."

After the three finished speaking, their eyes fell on Zhang San.

Zhang San looked excited, "Did you find out? Is it me? Is it me!"

He looked like a patient from a mental hospital, which made the police frown.

(The circumstances require that what Zhang San did above is a violation of law and discipline!!!)

After completing the drug test, Zhang San's mobile phone was confiscated, and he sat alone on a single chair, wringing his fingers to spend his days.

After staying for a long time, he was bored and fell asleep.

When the scene was popped up, Zhang San's eyes were hazy and he hadn't reacted yet.

"..."

The soul of the magician who took over the plot after Zhang San's brief ascension returned, and his eerie tone came from under the mask, "Outlaw lunatic, you are really good."

Zhang San blinked, "I'm overwhelmed."

"You were locked up in the bureau for three days. After you came out, the phone at the desk rang suddenly. You didn't recognize the phone number, but the voice of the other party sounded familiar to you. When you think about it carefully, you found that it was actually your friend who had been dead for three years. Third Uncle.

When Li Tingting entered the plot, she was in the posture of answering the phone.

"Big... big niece..."

The cold tone made Li Tingting startled, and she burst into tears immediately.

"Woooooooo..."

"Eldest niece..."

"Woooooooo..."

"Big……"

"woo"

Li Tingting cried every time she wanted to speak on the phone.

Unbearable, there is no need to bear it anymore, the third uncle crawled out along the phone.

Li Tingting was so frightened that she threw her phone on the ground, "Yes... I'm sorry, please go to hell!"

A diamond-shaped card was thrown from Li Tingting's hand and turned into a talisman to stick on the third uncle's body. Her sharp voice pierced the sky, and the third uncle disappeared.

Out of fear, Li Tingting dialed Yaoyao Zero and scored twice.

She cried and talked until she was ejected from the plot.

The Fool thumped the table angrily, "This is a story solitaire, not an education to popularize the law, can you call the police if you don't move!"

The round table, which had already been cracked with a gap, collapsed directly because of his hammer.

"no!"

The Fool looked around furiously, looking for the guy who said no, and finally fixed his eyes on the 'disfigured' Wen Ning.

"why not!"

"Because you are in danger, call the police!"

"Whew~" The Fool was so angry that blue smoke came out from the bottom of the bird's beak, "As the initiator of the story club, I now order that all members present are not allowed to call Yaoyao zero."

"Then how about going to the police?"

Li Tingting dared to ask a question, but got another answer that was no good.

"Then tell passers-by to call the police?"

"No way!" The Fool turned his head and stared at Zhang San fiercely.

Wen Ning suddenly laughed out loud, "Then this doesn't work, and that doesn't work either, you should call the police."

The Fool swept Wen Ning coldly, smoking with anger.

"I say."

The Fool looked at Zhu Buping fiercely, only to see Zhu Buping changed his posture and raised his feet: "Should Solitaire continue?"

"Accept!" The Fool sat down angrily, "The next story is——"

(End of this chapter)